Zongman: The man is on the wrong ground, Bell is awesome at the beginning

Hephaestus Shop 1F

"Lady Hephaestus, is this really okay? Lady Hestija has been kneeling for two days without even food or water. If this continues, she may not be able to hold on."

Tsubaki glanced at the second floor, and the red eyes showed a trace of worry.

"Don't worry about her. I believe that guy will give up in a while."

Hephaestus, who was polishing a gem, answered without looking up.

"And if this is the beginning of something, it will never end. It is better to say that this is an opportunity for that guy to correct himself and stop relying on others."

"But……"

Chun opened her mouth, but swallowed the words that were about to come out of her mouth.

"By the way, how is Welf? I remember he wasn't seriously injured."

Hephaestus put down the gem in her hand and looked at Tsubaki.

"Ah, Welf, because of the use of the new recovery potion of the Mihe family, the injury has recovered quickly and now he can���Get out of bed"

"The new recovery potion of the Mihe clan? Well, it seems to have become a hot topic recently."

Hephaestus held up her arm, and a thoughtful look appeared on her beautiful face:"Perhaps, we should also withdraw some new equipment."

"Launch new equipment?"

Hearing this, Tsubaki was a little surprised:"But Master Hephaestus, all the adventurers in Orario know your craftsmanship. It seems that you are not good enough to develop new equipment at this time.……"

"Chun, being famous doesn't mean we can stand still. Today, the Namih clan can develop new recovery potions, but it's hard to guarantee that tomorrow other clans will create weapons that surpass the quality of our store."

"Only by constantly maintaining the desire and greed for more powerful and higher quality weapons can one become a first-class blacksmith."

Faced with Hephaestus's lecture, Tsubaki nodded repeatedly to show that she had learned the lesson, and an urge to forge weapons immediately emerged in her heart.

"Also, go check on Welf and ask him to build another weapon. I want to see if he has grown recently."

""Okay, Master Hephaestus."

After leaving the store, Chun went directly to the commercial district to buy some materials, and then went to see Welf's situation and bring back Hephaestus' words. However

, just when she arrived near the commercial district, she met an unexpected person.

Of course, Chun was not very interested in that person.

What caught her attention was the weapon that person was carrying.

……

Aisha had just finished her daily cleaning and maid service and was about to go back to Happy Street.

But halfway there, she was stopped by a strange woman with an eye mask and a knife hanging from her waist.

"What do you want from me?"

Ayisha frowned and looked at the eye-patch girl in front of her. She could feel that the eye-patch girl was very strong, even stronger than Liu.

In other words, she was very likely a LV5 adventurer.

"Oh, I'm so sorry. My name is Chun, Chun Kebrand. Just call me Chun."

"Actually, I am a forger from the Hephaestus family."

Chun smiled and greeted Aisha.

"Aisha, Aisha Belka, that's my name"

"A forger from Hephaestus's family? What do you want from me?"

Aisha was slightly surprised."I don't have any intention of making new weapons. If you are trying to solicit customers, you have found the wrong person."

"Soliciting customers? No, no. Miss Aisha, I am actually interested in the weapon behind you."

Chun licked her lips, touched her chin, and stared at the weapon wrapped in cloth behind Aisha with her red eyes.

"That weapon is very special. My intuition as a forger tells me so."

"Weapons? Ah, I won't sell you this knife."

Ayisha took a step back and stared at Chun opposite her with a wary look.

"Knife? Ah, it is indeed a knife. From the appearance, it looks like an enlarged kitchen knife, but it is actually a combat knife. A new type of weapon? Ah, I really want to study it carefully."

Tsuna took another step towards Aisha, her pretty face full of excitement, and her breathing became a little faster.

"Sorry, I don't have time for a crazy forging man."Ayisha said, and turned to leave.

However, Chun suddenly stood in front of her again.

"Don't worry, Miss Aisha. Just give me a price. Even if you don't want to sell it, just lend it to me for a few days to study it. You can name any price, one million? Or ten million?"

"Even if you offer 100 million, I'm not interested."

Aisha rejected Chun's proposal without hesitation, and at the same time, she clenched her Moon-Chopping Sword.

"Also, if you don’t get out of the way, don’t blame me for being rude!"

"Ah, okay," Tsubaki calmed down a little,"but at the very least, just tell me who forged this weapon."

"Okay, actually the one who forged this weapon is……"

Aisha turned and ran away midway through her words, not giving Chun any chance to react.

Chun looked disappointed as she watched Aisha disappear at the end of the alley.

"Ah... my inspiration flew away. Damn it, if I could study it, I could definitely create a more powerful weapon, ah... what a pity!"

Chun bit her lips tightly, looking unwilling.

But soon, she remembered one thing. Since Aisha walked through the commercial district, it is very likely that she often walks through here. Will it be the same tomorrow?

Thinking of this, Chun made up her mind to wait here.

……

On the second floor of Hephaestus's shop.

In the quiet room, only the sound of breathing could be heard.

Hestija didn't know how long she had been kneeling.

Her legs had long been numb, without any reaction, and her body was extremely stiff.

In addition, the strong feeling of hunger and sleepiness continued to erode her will.

How she wished that she could just fall down and have a good sleep.

However, she couldn't do that, because she had to let Hephaestus see her determination.

It's just... she had been kneeling for such a long time, but still didn't get any response.

Could it be that her old friend was really so cruel?

Or, in fact, Hephaestus had already given up being friends with such a useless, lazy and idle existence in her heart.

Even if she continued to kneel, what was the point?

The floor was very cold, and the air was also very cold.

The most important thing was that Hestija's heart was completely cold.

Reality was so cruel and ruthless that tens of thousands of years of friendship could not match a piece of equipment.

At this moment, the image of a person flashed through Hesi's mind for no reason.

Perhaps the black-haired boy really saw through reality and everything, so he said such words.

So that's why she had always disliked the black-haired boy before.

However, now that the dream is over, it's time to face reality.

Hesi stood up, her pretty face full of desolation.

"Gone."

This sentence seemed to be spoken to others, but also seemed to be spoken to herself.