Danmachi Short stories

Confession Aftermath (Heith)

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"Gah!"

"Ugh!"

"Argh!"

Another set of bodies hit the ground, their forms battered and bruised from the relentless sparring sessions.

"Get this fixed, Heith!"

Heith: *Sighs* *Another day, another endless cycle of patching up these reckless fools.*

Inside the grand walls of Folkvangr, the Freya Familia engaged in their usual brutal routine, pushing themselves to their limits, trading blows until they were on the verge of collapse. And as always, it was Heith's thankless task to pick up the pieces.

Heith: *Sighs * Zeo Gullveig

The words left her lips with a tired but practiced ease, and a soft green light began to radiate from her hands and staff. The glow spread over the injured warrior sprawled before her, gradually knitting wounds and erasing bruises.

As the healing spell completed, Heith straightened her back and brushed a strand of hair from her face, her expression a mix of exhaustion and resignation. She barely had a moment to breathe before a sharp, commanding voice pierced through the air, catching her attention.

"Heith!"

Heith: Hedin? Don't tell me there's more...

She looked up, her weary expression betraying her hope for a reprieve.

Hedin: There are always more to be treated, but that's not why I called you.

Heith raised an eyebrow, confusion flickering across her face.

Heith: What's this about?

Hedin: Freya-sama has summoned you to her chambers. Go to her immediately.

Heith's shoulders tensed, sensing the weight behind his words.

Heith: I see... Understood!

Without hesitation, Heith set down her staff, leaving behind the injured warriors she had yet to tend to. The urgency in Hedin's tone spurred her forward, and she quickly made her way to Freya's chambers.

Upon entering, she was greeted by the sight of Freya already standing, her silver hair shimmering under the room's warm light, her gaze as piercing as ever.

Heith: You called for me, Freya-sama?

She lowered her head in a light bow, her voice steady despite the exhaustion she carried.

Freya: Yes...

The goddess's tone was softer than usual, laced with an almost maternal concern. Freya stepped forward, her eyes studying Heith intently.

Heith: F-Freya-sama?

After a few seconds of observing Heith, Freya locked onto Heith eyes before saying-

Freya: Heith, I've observed that you've been overworking yourself even more than usual. If this continues, you're going to collapse.

Heith's brows furrowed slightly, and she met Freya's gaze with quiet determination.