The Second Dimension of the Hero

(What makes you so persistent...)

Hephaestus had a gloomy face, covering her eyes.

She maintained a posture similar to kneeling even when she was dozing off, and Hephaestus could hardly understand the feelings of this friend of the gods.Although it was a digression, when Hephaestus woke up, she was shocked to see Hestia's behavior, and almost fell off the chuang.

Although she has asked herself many things so far, this time her situation is different from usual.

How should I put it, obsession, or what she desires shows her strong will.

"By the way, what have you been doing since yesterday? What do you mean by that posture?"

"...the soil is under the seat."

"tuxiazuo?"

"This is the ultimate meaning that no matter what you do, as long as you sit down, you will be forgiven. Even if you ask for something, you can get the final meaning of the answer. I heard it from A Jian!"

"A Jian...?"

"Kenyu Raijin... (Japanese god of war)"

Ahhh... Hephaestus remembered the face of a god who had a close relationship, and at the same time she scolded Jianyu Thor, don't instill such troublesome thoughts on Hestia.

No way, Hephaestus sighed, she couldn't focus on her work.The quill she was holding was placed in the corner of the table, leaving about the remaining work of signing documents.

The light from the setting sun fell on the house, very faint, and it was almost night.

Hephaestus looked out the window once, and then she suddenly straightened her posture too seriously and looked at Hestia intently.

"Tell me, Hestia, why are you doing this."

Hephaestus asked frankly and loudly while tracing the eye band covering half of her face and her right eye with her fingers.

"...I want to be his power!"

Hestia didn't change her respectful posture, and replied as if showing emotion.

"I'm constantly being helped by him! It's better to say that he just feeds me unilaterally! I'm obviously his main god, but he doesn't let me do anything like a god should do!"

Hestia wanted to wring out her final thoughts, and her body that had been kneeling down for a long time stiffened even more.

"...I hate him to do everything by himself, and I also want to help him do something..."

The words were weak and weak, but they were enough to impress Hephaestus.

At this moment, she agreed with Hestia's thoughts that could not be false.

"...I see, I will make a weapon for that kin of yours."

Hestia suddenly raised her head and stared in surprise.

Hephaestus shrugged and looked at her. "If I don't nod, you'll be like a crowbar that nobody can move, right?"

"...Well! Thank you, Hephaestus."

Hestia wanted to stand up—it was the reaction force of staying in the seated position for a long time, and she immediately fell to her knees dangling.

——Seeing her friend blushing and smiling, Hephaestus pretended to sigh.

Although he felt that he was too spoiled for her like this, if it was the current Hestia, Hephaestus would not be stingy to do her a favor.

045, the unparalleled weapon

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When Hephaestus, the god of fire and craftsman, who looks serious and serious, has the attribute of being arrogant, it becomes more interesting, ---- the original mean image, so it appears more and more. Smile.

Hephaestus really cherished the friendship with Hestia very much, but because of this, she demanded Hestia more harshly than anyone else, and in the end, she relented and agreed to her request .

"—Let me say it first, you have to pay the price well. Even if it takes decades and hundreds of years, please definitely repay the credit."

Having said that, Hephaestus knew very well that it was better for her to have a clear distinction between public and private.

Letting the world-famous [Hephaestus Family] to work and build weapons requires more than just the price of money. From this perspective, Hephaestus has opened the door to Hestia. .

If there is an awareness that will do anything for him, then make a promise to that extent.

Hephaestus stood up from the chair, swaggered over, and jabbed Hestia's nose with her thin fingers.

"I, I understand. I will do it when I should, don't look at me like this, well, I will prove it to Hephaestus with my body. My love for Lian Yejun is sincere. "

"Yes, I am happily waiting."

It's not uncommon for the gods to have real feelings for her relatives, but Hestia, one of the three virgin goddesses in the heavens, was surprised that this kind of thing happened to Hephaestus.

Hephaestus closed her eyes amusingly, straightened her chest, and walked towards the display rack mounted on the wall while listening to what Hestia said.

On the slender display stand are several small hammers that are polished to a clear finish, the symbol of the god of craftsmen.

"What's your family's best weapon?"

"Well----, it should be a long sword." Hestia thought for a while and said, "But he already has his own main weapon, a long sword, and the quality of that holy sword is also very excellent, not inferior at all. In Hephaestus your highest craftsmanship!"

"Oh? I got such an evaluation. I have to see the quality of that holy sword when I have a chance."

Hephaestus suddenly became a little curious. As a god who has continuously tempered his skills to the pinnacle on the road of forging, Hephaestus is naturally quite interested in learning and appreciating other amazing works. Interested, but -----

"In this way, since there are already weapons of that level, what else needs to be made by the Hephaestus family?"

"He still lacks a handy secondary weapon, and I often hear him say 'If you give me another dagger, even if it's a god, I'll kill it for you~'" Hestia said.

----This sentence is obviously just a joke in his daily life. Hephaestus couldn't help but help her forehead. Moreover, the dignified Hephaestus family, the supreme product that Orari was pursuing, actually fell into decline. To the point of being used as a secondary weapon by others is really sad.

But because of this, Hephaestus became more interested in Hestia's mouth, that is, overnight, or in other words, wanted to see the main weapon in his hands.

"A short sword in hand?"

Hephaestus, muttering, took a crimson hammer from the display shelf.

This hammer didn't have any superfluous tricks, and attached great importance to the pure beating function. Hephaestus put it in the small bag she often wore around her waist.

Then, she walked to the transparent crystal box and opened the lock.Inside the box were several pieces of metal—she chose Mithril, which radiated white and silver light among the weapon materials.

This refined metal is lighter and harder than iron, and then far easier to forge than iron.

Even a woman with slender wrists and a female blacksmith without special strength can use this metal relatively easily, as expected of a high-quality metal.

"He, Hephaestus, don't tell me... are you going to forge weapons?"

"Yeah, of course it is. This matter is entirely your personal issue, but you can't mix the members of the [family] into my personal affairs."

In order to carry out blacksmithing work, a small-scale 'forging workshop' was prepared on the first floor of this fulcrum, and Hephaestus wanted to make a weapon by himself there.

"What's wrong? Do you have any complaints?" Hephaestus said, glaring fiercely at Hestia with her left eye without a blindfold.

"How could there be any complaints! You are praised as a master craftsman even in the heavens. I would be so happy if you could come out!"

"You haven't forgotten? This is not the heaven, I can't use any 'magic power'."

According to the rules agreed between the gods, the use of 'God Power' is forbidden in the Nether.

Although Hephaestus was a 'smithing god' who made many artifacts and artifacts in the celestial realm, in the lower realm she was just like a blacksmith who did not receive 'God's favor', she was just a craftsman who was no different from humans. That's it.

"I don't care! You can forge weapons for me is my happiest thing!"

"----"

She did not doubt Hephaestus' ability.

Hestia accepted herself unconditionally, causing Hephaestus to frown.

"...As for the assistant work to be done after this, I will also ask you to help. From now on, you have to work hard."

"Ah, leave it to me!"

Hephaestus, who gave instructions bluntly in order to hide her embarrassment, turned around after hearing this and walked towards the workshop.

Behind Hephaestus, who was walking towards the door, Hestia seemed to be happily jumping up to catch up.

Hephaestus' mood also rose, and she changed her consciousness from the main god of the [family] to a blacksmith.

Hestia's desired weapon, a sharp and tricky off-hand dagger.

Let's make an unparalleled weapon that lives up to the name of 'Hephaestus'.

046, pure longing

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Hephaestus considered himself a blacksmith more than a god.

This kind of innate craftsmanship makes her not have the slightest intention of letting her own weapons made by herself, that is, her own child-like existence lose to other weapons, because that is contrary to the principle of her blacksmith.

If you want to do it, you must do your best to make the most outstanding work.

Besides, Hestia asked Hestia for this matter. Although Hephaestus was mean, Hephaestus would still give the best of her heart and strength to this close friend, even though He Huai Stoth didn't want to admit it.

Since it is the main weapon excalibur that Hestia, one of the oldest gods, admires, it is impossible for Hephaestus to easily create a secondary weapon that is comparable to it. dagger.

(So, what to do.)

Referring to the various works she has forged so far, she fell into contemplation.

My god friend has given me a tricky commission.

Glancing at Hestia, who was very happy to follow, Hephaestus couldn't help muttering in her heart.

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In the evening, inside the tavern 'The Mistress of the Bounty'.

Even in the extremely prosperous Oralee, this pub is one of the most lively places in the neighborhood.

The first thing I saw was a plump female dwarf who was serving wine and meat at the counter—it should be the aunt of the proprietress.

——And the girls with cat ears in the kitchen, which can be seen a little, are busy working in the green space, and the fu waiters who take the order seem to be all women as well.

It should be noted that the staff in this store are all women, so I can understand the origin of the name of this restaurant.

Among these shop assistants, there is even a pure-blooded elf (elf) with high self-esteem. She is blond, blue-eyed and arrogant, which is the characteristic of a standard elf. What is incomprehensible is why she became an elf. Ordinary pub server ~ waiter.

However, this does not mean that it is not a coquettish and suspicious space, so the waiters are all women. There is nothing to criticize.

The atmosphere inside the store is really bright and cheerful.The lovely female clerks are full of energy and quite eye-catching, ---- except for the dwarf aunt who has been yelling at the front desk because of excessive energy.