The Endless Shuttle

In the northeastern part of Euler’s city, there is such a place where adventurers flock to them every day.

A huge building resembling a volcano, here is the "forging god" Hephaestus and his family.

They produce the most advanced equipment in the city of Euler, and any adventurer who has used the works created by the family of Hephaestus will be full of praise for the quality of weapons and armor.

But in the building that used to be full of hammers all day, today is slightly different.

The goddess with flaming red hair, the "forging god" Hephaestus, had a frosty face, ignoring the struggle of the girl in her hand, she just walked to the gate with one hand, and then kicked the girl's ass.

"Give me out!"

"Wow!"

The girl kicked out of the door is a young beauty with long hair like black ink.

Long hair with double ponytails on both sides, wearing a bold pure white backless clothing, the most eye-catching is her blue ribbon from the back to the bottom of the chest, like a breast lift The bosom that fits the age of appearance is more and more eye-catching.

Her name is Hestia.

Not long from the lower realm, the goddess of the sacred fire and the stove.

"You, what are you going to do? Hephaestus."

Hestia wanted to protest, but when he saw Hephaestus's angry expression, his tone of voice immediately wilted.

"You are ashamed to ask me what to do?"

Hephaestus said angrily.

"Obviously, I let you live in the lower realm just out of good intentions, but Hestia, you don't do anything, and you slept in my house all day long without any effort."

"I... Hephaestus..."

"Your leisure life is over, goddess of waste wood! Go and give me a good experience of the harsh life in the lower realm! Don't want to enter the door of my house again!"

Bang!

With the sound of Hephaestus closing the door, Hestia officially ended his leisurely life.

"Ugh……"

Hestia sighed as he walked on the streets of Eulerie.

The goddess who lacked the real sense of the lower realm did not understand why Hephaestus had such a temper. In the heavens, let alone three months of not going out, there are many gods who have not gone out for three hundred years.

But whether you understand it or not, it's for sure that her dinner tonight is not settled.

Gu~

There was a noise in the stomach, and the expression of the goddess of stove fire became even more depressed.

"Although the food in the lower realm is delicious, at this time I envy that there is no need to eat in the heavens." Hestia mumbled: "Whether it is Rocky or Hephaestus, they all look down on people... Wait, I also want to build a family who won't lose to anyone!"

The goddess said cruel words in her mouth, but her body would not become full because of these words.

Hestia scanned the surroundings, the fragrant potato **** made her drool, and she wanted to buy a bag immediately.

The most desperate thing in life is this.

What you want is right in front of you, but you have no money.

"Do you want to start looking for a family member now? But I'm so hungry."

After spinning around like this, Hestia also caught a few people and asked if they would join her family.

But without exception, those people have either already joined the family, or don't want to join a family who has nothing.

Several invitations ended in failure, and Hestia was depressed.

It turned out that the lower realm was such a cruel place, she couldn't imagine that she used to stay in the heaven and couldn't go out.

Just when Hestia was about to give up and plan to find a place to sleep in first, her gaze turned to a small shop on the corner of the street.

——It is really a small shop.

On it is hung the emblem of "Human Body with Sound Limbs", exuding the scent of herbs.

No one can tell that this is a herb shop.

And at the door of that small shop, the blue-haired male **** with gentle temperament all over his body was talking with a black-haired young god.

Hestia's eyes widened, and her expression became a little cheerful.

She knew the blue-haired male god.

The herb **** named "Mihe" was once a **** friend in the heavens who could chat with Hestia.

Penniless, the hungry Stove Fire Goddess suddenly thought of hitting the autumn breeze.

However, Hestia didn't know the male **** Hestia with black hair and blue eyes.

Hestia tilted her head and thought for a while, seeming to recall that Hephaestus had said about the "other world god" Lope the other day, and the description of the other side's appearance was similar to that of the black-haired youth in front of him.

But the goddess who is hungry at the moment obviously doesn't want to care about this big news.

Hestia walked towards Mich and Rope.

As she approached, she heard the conversation between the two gods.

"Really not?"

"No."

Mihe smiled and shook his head.

"Maybe you don't know it well. It's like something that has the miraculous effect of "Not getting old and not dead," let alone a potion. It is impossible for a mortal to achieve it with our divine power before we go to the realm. Immortality is the privilege of the gods, a miracle that cannot be replicated. "

In this world, the things that the gods can do are extremely limited.

Perhaps those adventurers who have received the favor of the gods, their bodies detached from mortals, can increase their life span of ten, twenty, and thirty years, but after all, they are still extremely short-lived for the gods.

This is the most basic obstacle for God and man to overcome.

"That's great."

"Eh?"

"Mich, you said, if I can make a potion that makes mortals immortal and immortal, will it sell for a high price? And extend a lot of personal influence?"