chapter 7

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It has been a month now since Shiro and I joined Hestia, and she grew on us very quickly. Shiro sees her as another sister, and Hestia and I have become close, it's nice to have a female friend.

I have gotten better in the dungeon that I no longer use the shield; I keep it in inventory but I just use the sword now. I have made it to the fifth floor, though Hestia and miss eina think it's too soon for that, and maybe they're right, but I need to go farther, like the old saying, curiosity killed the cat, but satisfaction brought it back.

I have started training Shiro some fighting tricks I learned and gave him notes on the creatures I fought. I don't want him to come down into the dungeon when he is of age, but he is my brother and like me, how can he resist.

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Slowly we have started to fix the church and I have to say I'm pretty proud of how far we have come. Few of the walls were patched, as was the roof. But we mostly focused on the downstairs room where we stay.

The crafting system was very handy, it showed me the material I need and once I got it, I place it in my inventory, and with an Edward eric clap and place, boom, I can a fixed wall. it does wind you very easily thought. I made sure the goddess wasn't around. We haven't decided if we should tell her everything or not.

All in all, It's handy. I need to try making weapons with it.

With that thought in mind, I head out into the city, but where would I find materials? As I walk around looking, I bump into miss eina.

"oh, miss eina I'm surprised to meet you outside of the guild," I said as we move out of traffic. "why? You think I live in the guild?" eina says with a laugh "no, but this the first time I have seen you outside the workplace." "true."

We talk for a bit before heading our separate ways but before we do I ask her where I would materials like leather or ingots. "well for leather there are a few tanners around but ingots...hmm, maybe one of Hephaestus's places?" after giving me directions we parted ways.

It took a while and a few valis, but I did get everything, as I enter the church and call out "anyone here?" silence. let mess with the crafting system.

***

"index, pull up blueprints."

[Blueprint weapon options: bow, sword, knife, throwing knives, shield, spear.]

Hmm, "are there special blueprints?"

[Unique blueprints: collapsible shield-100 crystals, hidden blade-100 crystals, crossbow-100 crystals]

"hidden blade? Like assassin's creed hidden blade!? I can make game weapons!?"

[yes, that is an option, and some require special items from the dungeon]

Looks like crafting is about to become a hobby.

"index, how many crystals do I have?"

[200]

I have enough for the special items, or I could just craft normal weapons and get some exp and save the crystals for another time.

"what do I need for the hidden blade?"

[hidden blade: 100 crystals]

[do you wish to craft? y/n]

"yes, and make me a new sword as well."

two magic circles appear on the ground in front of me, slowly the items appeared. After a minute it was done, with a ding the newly crafted hidden blade and sword were in front of me. The sword as must better than the one I was using, good balance, sturdy, and shape, and cooler looking. This will last me a while.

And finally, the hidden blade

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And finally, the hidden blade. It. Was. Amazing!

I put it on and grab the sword, turning to go outside to practice when I notice somebody in the doorway

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I put it on and grab the sword, turning to go outside to practice when I notice somebody in the doorway.

It was Hestia.

"... I can explain"


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