The One To Save Us All

Chapter 3. Hestia Sword, A Date And Monsterphilia

"Hestia will you stop" said Hephaestus staring at her friend who was Infront of her groveling with her forehead pressed against the floor.

"Not until you make my Bell a weapon... he's working so hard and I'm a horrible goddess" said Hestia.

"You do realize my rates are more than you can afford right? It'd take you a couple thousand years to pay this debt off if I did make you something" she said looking at her friend.

"I don't care... I don't care if it takes me the rest of time or if I have to work myself to the bone every single day to pay it off... I'm willing to do it.. so please make Bell a weapon" she said. "I see him work himself so hard to pay for both of us and his medication... I can't keep seeing him coming back half alive... I want to give him something that will help him on his journey to becoming a hero".

Hephaestus looked at her and a smile appeared on her face seeing how much her friend has grown "you really have changed... alright Hestia I'll make him a weapon".

Hestia looked at her with pure genuine happiness and tried to hug her, but she tripped and Hephaestus caught her before she hit the floor "but your gonna pay me back every single Valis no matter how long it takes".

"I told you I understand and will pay for it... and thank you Hephaestus...".

Hephaestus let her friend go and walked towards the wall where she had her tools on it "so what kind of weapon does he use?".

"Well he usually uses a short sword" Hestia said before seeing that Hephaestus removed her hammer from the wall "Wow are you gonna hammer it out yourself".

"Well duh, also your gonna be helping me with making it" she said as she walked to a different wall and opened a secret compartment showing her personal forge.

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The next morning Bell walked towards a wall and removed a secret panel from the stone wall, he then reached in and pulled out a wrapped parcel, it was something his grandfather gave him and he said that it belonged to his father before he passed. Unwrapping it, he saw a long wooden pipe with engravings on the wood, showing thunder clouds with lightning coming off them.

Reaching for the wrappings, he pulled out some of the tobacco and began to fill it, as he got ready to use it.

Hestia didn't like that he would occasionally use it, but she wouldn't do anything to the pipe, it held a lot of sentimental value and she knew, Bell would never forgive her, if she did something to it. Because of that she made a rule that he can't smoke in her presence, which he said was fine since he will only use it when stressed out.

Finishing packing it, he lit up the pipe and it took a couple seconds of him puffing it before it got going, once it did, he took a long drag enjoying the flavor, before he blew it out.

He could feel all the stress from the past couple days fade away as he did this, especially the new stress of having transformed in the dungeon.

He took a small puff and wished he knew someone to smoke pipes with that he could talk to, preferably a beautiful Elf.

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"Achoo" Riveria suddenly sneezed while in the Loki Familia library "why did I sneeze? I know I'm not sick".

"Maybe your future husband is talking or thinking about you" said Tiona giggling.

Riveria scoffed at that, In her 99 years of life she's never met anyone she likes and doesn't see that changing anytime soon. Especially with the suiters her father keeps trying to force her to marry.

"Please if I was to find someone like that, they'd have to be brave, kind, decently smart, ok with spending time reading, strong enough to keep my father away and love me for me and not because I'm a elven princess" said Riveria.