The Dangerously Cute Dungeon Volume Two [A Dungeon Core LitRPG]

2.41 The Perfect Tribute

It has now been four days since Elivyre last visited. Violet wondered when her friend would next visit her. She had stopped in the very next day to give her the news regarding the town leader. However, she hadn't been ready to set things up for their charity work just yet. Violet was fine with waiting a few days while Elivyre sorted things out. It wasn't like it was going to hurt her if things took too long.

Her dungeon points were already starting to go back up as well. Theodore had brought her five different types of glowing mushrooms. She had been surprised to find honey mushrooms among them, she had already obtained them from David previously, but she wasn't aware they glowed in the dark. The others were bitter oysters, little ping-pong bats, glistening starcaps, and luminescent morels. Violet was pretty sure the last two were some sort of fantasy mushroom native to this world, but she wasn't exactly familiar with the others either. She was hardly an expert forager or anything like that.

It would be good to play around with the effect of the mushrooms in future rooms, but that could wait a while yet. Violet was still working on making a list of all of the changes she wanted to implement while waiting for her dungeon points to increase enough to feel worthwhile. Right now she has 2,757 DP, which isn't bad by any means, but somehow still felt like a small sum. Perhaps her perception of it was a bit twisted after how high it had been just a week ago.

Regardless, today Violet had much more important things to concern herself with. Ever since she had read her [Missions] and saw she had one for praying to the goddess of love and beauty, she had been trying to think of a proper tribute to give to her. She had seen the tribute chest in the altar room when she first built it and she had gotten the distinct impression that anything left in it would no longer belong to the dungeon. That meant it was likely that the tributes would genuinely be received by the goddess. It was only right that she brought something should she go to pray.

Violet still wasn't sure how she felt about the fact that deities were real in this world. It wasn't like it was difficult to believe considering everything that had happened up until now. Reincarnating into a fantasy world full of [Monsters], dungeons, and adventurers certainly put things into perspective. Still, it felt strange to all of a sudden devote herself to a religion when she had never been particularly into that sort of thing in her past life. Well, she supposed, it was likely that she would have struggled even more had she been devoted to another religion, but she'd never know for sure since she hadn't.

When it came down to giving gifts, Violet liked to give thoughtful gifts based on who she was giving it to. However, she didn't actually know much about the goddess who resided over her dungeon besides her titles. Love and beauty could mean a lot of things, though, especially depending on who you ask. Violet didn't really think giving the deity things like a paper valentine or makeup really made sense, though. As a result, she ended up turning to her knowledge of flowers.

When she made the flower hunt room on the first floor, it had been made in memory of her husband, Lee. It ended up having to be moved to the second floor and some changes had been made to it, but it was still something meaningful and personal to her. Perhaps that would make a similar tribute of flowers a decent tribute to give to the goddess.

Of course, depending on the culture you come from, flowers have different meanings. Many books even just list all of the possibilities of what the flowers could mean. That was the way Violet had learned the meanings of the flowers as well. She didn't subscribe to the idea of a flower only having one meaning, but that they could mean a number of things depending on the context. Thus, Violet began to go over the various flowers that could mean things like "love" or "beauty".

Her enhanced memory made this far easier than it likely would have been in the past. She had never quite perfectly memorized all of the different meanings of the flowers, but she had a book to reference before. Now she had to rely purely on her own memory. She could only be thankful for the way her bond with the dungeon had preserved all of her memories perfectly, allowing her to recall everything in perfect focus at a moment's notice.