"Buaa!"

I narrowly avoided the goblin's clutches.

The screams of goblins and kobolds resonate on this floor.

With incredible speed the goblin attacked me. Right and left I swerved but the diagonal one caught me on the arm.

With the golden ripple at my side, I took the short sword and cut the goblin's back, the Goblin pictured his claws and released my arm. I quickly stepped forward with one foot in front, and cut off Goblin's head.

Blood splashed from the neck and the Goblin fell dead.

From the walls, new monsters are born, they are more goblins.

This is the eighth floor. I need to have And we my status to make this floor, but ...?

"I don't want to lose to Bell." Since the minotaur, Bell has been getting stronger quickly. I don't want to be left behind, as the captain is mine must become the strongest of the family. Although only two are family members.

"Gate Of Babylon…"

From Gate Of Babylon, spears were fired at great speed, piercing the Goblins without much difficulty. From the attack, two goblins escaped, and then attacked me.

One side step and one back, I cut off the arm of one and with a jump back and avoided the claw of the other. From the Gate Of Babylon a spear ended the armless goblin.

I ran a little while taking distance from the blood-slick floor, going to a wall, and the goblin followed me. I don't know if the goblin, who is swinging his arms and short legs while running after me, is stubborn or naive.

Reaching the wall, I ran up it, and after reaching about two meters, I jumped standing behind the goblin while kneeling in a hero's pose, and with a right swing of the sword, the goblin's head flew from the body.

"Gigi… Jaa"

New goblins were born from the wall. It couldn't get more tiring. Fighting alone is very difficult here, my status doesn't have it either. And to stay on this floor for a long time. It's dangerous. I will retreat and attack carefully, here on the eighth floor is no joke. Not to mention that since the minotaur, the number of monsters has tripled or maybe even a little more.

"This really big floor." I mumbled looking at the ceiling, I was a little impressed.

The ceiling here is ten meters high, The moss covers the brown walls, and the floor is a plain of short grass. The goblins and kobolds here are stronger than they are on the upper floors.

I should have E in status to explore here. I only got F because I don't want to lose to Bell. Bell's growth is abnormal, with growth so I can't stand still, I have to take chances on more difficult floors. Although, the difficulty here is the number, so I think this E is in agility to escape in case of need. Unfortunately, my agility is the worst attribute of Status.

"Gate Of Babylon…"

Using Gate Of Babylon, I launched the spears at the goblins. Thanks to the speed and reinforcement of magic when weapons are fired, the spears went through many goblins and Kobolds, while making a big hole in their bodies, even breaking them in half at the waist.

I took out another weapon, this time a dagger from Gate Of Babylon. With both weapons, the short sword and dagger, I advanced on the goblins and kobolds.

"Is this still weird?" I mumbled, moving the dagger in several directions, slicing through all the Goblins and Kobolds with a higher than normal speed.

It is a really strange thing. Whenever I pick up a dagger, I feel faster and stronger. It is almost as if I have always used a dagger. My attacks are accurate at vital points. And that's not all, I also feel an itch behind my head whenever I use a dagger.

On second thought, I just took the dagger from the store without thinking. Why did I do that?

(Exit From Dungeon)

When I went halfway up to the first floor, I could see other adventurers clearly. Because there is only one exit and entrance to the dungeon, it is natural for adventurers to find themselves on the way back.

It is possible to see everywhere, dwarves and elves who use higher-level weapons and armor compared to the equipment I use.

I'm not the type to be envious. But seeing how important the equipment is, with the guild knife being almost useless on the eighth floor ... I feel a little envious of the superior equipment that everyone uses.

After going through an extremely wide tunnel called the Beginning of the Journey or the beginning road, a large hole that connects to the ground appeared.

The height is approximately 10 meters, the diameter was almost the same length, it is similar to a round cylinder. Inside the round cylinder, there were smooth stairs causing a large spiral to form.

Several adventurers used the silver stairs. Yes, these spiral stairs are known as, silver stairs. And not! The stairs are not made of silver, nor are they practiced.

I wonder who the idiot chose that name? Silver stairs, for something that has nothing to do with silver.

After a while, I finally reached the bottom rung of the stairs. My vision widened and the artificial odor entered my nose. What did you use to make those walls ... smell like a new car.

The white walls of the great Babel were built directly on top of the dungeon, I am currently on one of its underground floors, or it can be called floor 0. Stay between the first floor of the Babel Tower and the dungeon.

It was a wide open space with a large hole in the center.

It is unjustifiably broad, saying that it could house thousands of adventurers was not an exaggeration and even after all that, there would still be spaces left. It also looks like it was built to have the atmosphere of a temple, so the place didn't convey the feeling that there was a monster immediately below it, as I can say, it was filled with an atmosphere of churches, like living underneath one was not enough.

If someone says that this is the place to pay homage to the Gods, there may be people who do that. Never know yourself.

But the hall is very large. It could be the size of a football field, no ... it looks even bigger.

"Hmm?!" Some boxes that other adventurers are carrying got my attention.

These boxes have wheels, they are used in expeditions. It was designed to store food and spare equipment, as well as loots and a large number of items. According to the basic knowledge that the guild teaches for beginners.

While I look at the boxes. Suddenly, one of the boxes shook. That is a clear statement that something wanted to come out.

I have no doubt that there are monsters inside. I can hear their sound from inside the box.

There must be a reason for this, after all the guild uses this tower as a base. I still don't know why, and I don't even want to know.

Well, staying here stinking won't help.

Leaving the box monsters aside, I went to the local bathroom, the bathroom to use here as a babel when I left the dungeon.

(After exchanging the Magic Stones)

After leaving the guild headquarters, which looked more like a temple on the main street, the surrounding area became very noisy. Passing the headquarters monument, several races came together.

Orario has a total of eight avenues that are called Rua Principal, and spread from the city center to eight different directions. They are the cardinal and collateral points.

Just compare the form of orario with a pizza divided into 8 parts. It is much easier to have a vision of Orario like that.

To distinguish each avenue, people call them based on their respective location of cardinal and collateral points, as well as Rua Principal Norte, Rua Principal Sudeste. By the way, the virgin goddess, Bell and I are living in a hidden room inside a church that was built on West Main Street. Going along West Main Street, it was also possible to get to where Syr's demonic witch works, Hostess Of Fertility.

"Looking at this new portion of Dian Cecht. It saved my life yesterday in the dungeon."

"Oh! I've heard about the new portion of the Loki Family. They say it's very good."

"Seriously. I'm going to buy it!"

I ended up listening to some adventurers talking about the new portion of Dian.

I don't think it was God Dian Cecht who made that portion. Must it have been her?

Speaking of portions.

I have to buy some potions. Bell is a friend of the family that sells portions close to where we live, what was the name? … Micha, Mikel, Michael… no, it's not, he starts with, Mia, Mia… Mia… Miach… yes, that's it.

The Miach family is another poor family here in the budget, basically, Hestia does not lose in poverty to the Miach family. In fact, Hestia has far more money than the Miach family.

The Miach Family runs an article store and although the store is small, it is in fact a potion store for adventurers.

Although I don't fully understand how the different portions are made. I know that each Family uses items that are made using different methods to create a special recovery potion.

It is as if the different Potion-producing Families were always trying to differentiate their products from their competitors and thus sell their goods with improved quality.

Miach is a good example, among the Potion-producing Families, Bell and I were often supported by the Miach Family in giving us newly created potions….?! THE FUCK !!!!!! I'm sure Miach is just using us as lab rats. For that reason I don't like Miach much like Bell's idiot, it's true that Bell thinks he supports us with potions that no one has tested. All the newly created potions I got from him to use, or rather, if your test subject. They are all within the Gate Of Babylon.

I never used a new portion that Miach gave us. And I will not use it without serious problems.

I also don't want to go to Dian Cecht's store. I still remember the day when I was just walking and found the store.

Dian Cecht. It is a God whose I didn't like it one bit. Dian is not much different from her, the only member of the Miach Family.

Dian Cecht is her ... two maniacs.

It makes no difference which store I buy the portion from. Both have two that will try to extort me in the face.

"Haaaa!"

In the end, all I can do is sigh. By the way, the sunset gives an incredible view to the sky, changing from blue, to an orange tone with a little red.

(Scene Change)

"You, how long are you still planning to do that?"

While Bell was looking at the window of a certain store and was eager to enter.

Inside that same store, a goddess with red eyes and red hair, Hephaestus, made a sound that seemed both terrifying and tired.

She was wearing Family clothes while sitting at the table, her voice was directed to something round that was kneeling and bowing her head on the floor, no, it was the tiny goddess Hestia.

This is the Hefesto Filial Forge Shop located on Rua Principal Noroeste.

Inside the office of the famous 3-story blacksmith shop, there was a chaotic atmosphere.

"Don't look at me like that, I'm too busy"

"Even if you are not noisy, this position curled up like a cat ball causes my work space to be reduced, consequently my efficiency will decrease. Do you understand?"

"Hey, Hestia?"

"…… Ah"

Her little friend continued to remain silent and remained in the same posture, Hephaestus sighed.

The whole day.

This was the amount of time that Hestia remained in the posture of bowing to Hephaestus.

On the day that the Banquet of the Gods was organized, Hestia begged her to make a weapon for the two main members of his Family, Hephaestus refused at the same time.

It is not because Hephaestus is narcissistic, but the products created by high-class blacksmiths who belong to the Hephaestus Family could be considered of high quality and widely acclaimed. Unless they are first-class adventurers or members of the Family, no one would dare to tamper with the weapons created by the Hephaestus Family. Placing a bet, Hestia should not have the large amount of gold to buy the weapon created by Hephaestus.

Selling cheap due to their friendship is irrational. For Hephaestus, with the position of leader of the Family, it is a complete taboo to make easy decisions for the fate of the weapons created from the blood and sweat of his Family, so she could not agree with that.

If she wants to order, at least have money, this is what Hephaestus said. This also implies that she should pay attention to her own abilities. Hephaestus did not tolerate any more and refused it

However, Hestia, who was refused the request, began to bow numerous times towards Hephaestus after the banquet had begun. No matter how many times she wanted to get rid of it, Hestia still clung angrily to her, which made the situation difficult for Hephaestus.

In this case, she could only ignore it until she was ready to give up, Hephaestus intended, in the end, to put it aside and ignore it. She thought that, once Hestia was hungry, she would help her get home.

So, two days after the Ganesha Banquet.

Hestia continued to sincerely ask Hephaestus.

'What exactly made you so insistent…'

Hephaestus narrowed his eyes as he made a dark face.

Even when she dozed, she still maintained a similar stance of reverence.

Hephaestus was almost unable to understand his friend's feelings. Although it was irrelevant, she was surprised when she woke up and almost fell out of bed.

Although, in the past, she asked Hephaestus several things, but this time the condition was not the same as before.

As I define it, stubbornness or perhaps your expression of desire showed a strong willpower.

"Anyway, what exactly have you been doing since yesterday? What kind of posture is that?"

"Dogeza"

"Dogeza?"

"It is the last secret technique that no matter what you do, as long as you do it kindly, you would be forgiven and no matter what you asked for, you will be able to get…. I heard that from Take"

"Take…?"

"Takemikazuchi"

"Ahah…"

Hephaestus reminded the god's face that she had an intimate friendship, so at the same time, she rebuked the god Takemikazuchi for showing this disturbing idea to Hestia.

It was enough. Hephaestus sighed, she couldn't concentrate on her work. She placed the pen in the corner of the table, leaving the remaining work that needed to be signed.

The light that emanated from the sunset and shone inside the house was very weak, that meant that at night it was getting closer.

Hephaestus looked out of the window once, then suddenly she took a serious attitude with an upright posture and looked at her friend. Hestia was currently revealing the back of his head.

"Please tell me, Hestia, why are you willing to do that, up to this point?"

Hephaestus used his fingers to cover the right half of his face, including the right eye patch, while asking straightforwardly.

"I want to become the strength of these children!"

Hestia did not change her posture as she responded.

"That child is about to change! Bell has found a target and he is about to embark on a dangerous journey! The path he chose is extremely dangerous, so I wanted to have the power to help that child! I want to be able to give a weapon that will pave the way for him! And the other… is…. a complicated situation? "

She looked at the floor, did not look at Hephaestus, and continued to speak.

The act of asking among the gods was to expose all of his true feelings without hiding them, this is also a ceremony to allow the god to see the other's true feelings. If these thoughts did not move the gods, it means that they had not revealed the truth.

"I was always helped by those two children! You could say that they were feeding me unilaterally! I am obviously the goddess of those children, but I did nothing worthy of being their goddess!"

When Hestia wanted to expose her last thoughts, her body became more rigid.

"… I hate the fact that I can't do anything for them…"

Although the sentence was weak as it was said, it was strong enough to move Hephaestus.

At that moment, she accepted Hestia's feelings, which could not be false.

"I understand, I will help to make a weapon for your children."

Hestia suddenly raised his head and looked at her. Hephaestus shrugged and looked at her.

"If I don't agree, you will continue and stay there forever like an ingrown toenail"

"Yes! Thank you Hephaestus"

Hestia wanted to get up. But due to weakness coming from Dogeza's long period, she immediately stumbled and fell. Seeing her friend's red, laughing face, Hestia pretended to sigh.

Although she also thought she was being overly spoiled, the current Hestia, felt that since she needed to help someone, she was not being so petty.

In comparison to her being filled with pride inside the store, in reality, she was only able to reveal a slight smile.

"Let me make it clear to you, you will have to pay for the job. Even if it takes decades or hundreds of years, you will absolutely pay off all debt"

But it would still be better to make a clear distinction between public and private matters.

This weapon must not only have the incredible status of being created in the world famous Hephaestus Family, but it should also make Hestia feel the pain when she wants to seek help from others outside the Family.

If every time she managed to solve her problems like that, it would be better to destroy the weapon.

Hephaestus got up from his chair, staggered and used his thin fingers to nudge Hestia's nose ...

"I… I understand. I'll do whatever it takes too, don't look at me like that, okay? I'm going to use my body to prove to Hephaestus that my love for Uzhas and Bell-kun is real"

"Yes, yes, I will delightfully wait"

Hephaestus closed his eyes and straightened up, listening to Hestia's words.

Then he went to the wall-mounted shelves.

The thin shelf had several small translucent hammers.

"What weapon does your child specialize in?"

"Ah… A… Bell-kun A knife and Uzhas a spear… although he can be an expert with any weapon?"

As Hephaestus murmured, he took a red hammer. This hammer did not have excessive decorations and had a place of great importance in its functions, Hephaestus placed it in the bag that she often wore at the waist.

She went to the transparent crystal box and opened the lock. Inside the box were several types of metal parts, she selected a Mithril that exuded silver light as material for the weapon.

The result of creation with this metal was lighter and more resistant than iron and was also much easier to be forged.

Even if they were the thin hands of a woman and did not have any special skills as a blacksmith, she would also be able to use this metal with ease, as expected from one of the best metals.

"H… Hephaestus, will you… will you forge weapons in person?"

"Yes, of course I do. This is an entirely private matter between you and me, I cannot involve my Family members in our problems"

In order to carry out the work of Blacksmith, this building had a floor prepared with a small workshop, Hephaestus was going to make a weapon there and alone.

"Do you have anything against it?"

Hephaestus said, she used her left eye, which didn't have an eye patch, to look at Hestia fiercely.

"How could I complain about this ?! You were praised as the Goddess of Blacksmiths in the heavens, I will be extremely happy if you forge it in person!"

"Did you forget? We are not in paradise, so I cannot use any Power"

Based on the rules agreed between the gods, they were not allowed to use any Divine Power in the Underworld.

Although Hephaestus was the Goddess of Blacksmiths who had created many divine weapons in heaven, in the Underworld, she was the same as a child without any Divine Grace, that is, she was no different than an ordinary human craftsman.

"I don't care! You forging the gun will make me very happy!"

She did not doubt Hephaestus' abilities. Hestia's unconditional acceptance made Hephaestus frown.

"So, for the work that is coming, please come and help me. From now on, you will have to work hard"

"Ahh, leave it to me!"

In order to hide his embarrassment and shock, Hephaestus issued some commands and after hearing these words she turned. As he headed for the door behind her, Hestia seemed to be jumping happily as he accompanied her.

'Ah, what I don't do to fulfill my customers' orders!'

Hephaestus' mood suddenly heated up, she changed her consciousness from the leader of the Family to that of a blacksmith.

The weapon so desired by Hestia.

A blade that will open the road for two adventurers or one.

She had to create a unique weapon that would not embarrass the name Hephaestus.

'Despite saying that'

She recalled the data on weapon users.

Uzhas, human race, child of 17 years.

Bell Cranel, human race, 14 year old child.

They are the only member of her friend's Family and received Divine Grace. Uzhas a month and bell only half a month ago. It could also mean that, as an adventurer, they are complete novices.

'Inexperienced adventurers carrying stronger equipment'

Specifically speaking, this was a request that went too far.

If the weapon's strength is too powerful, it will cause the Adventurer to regress as he has over-relied on the weapon which will prevent him from growing and will not allow him to use it more skillfully than before. In addition, it will not match the user's identity and this is also important.

However, even thinking this way, if she created a weapon that matched the user's current qualification, it only embarrasses the name of the Hephaestus Family.

Compared to his Goddess identity, Hephaestus felt more like a blacksmith.

This natural disposition was rooted in the efforts of a craftsman and did not prevent him from forging weapons with his own hands because it would go against his own principles.

So, if she had to do it, she would use all her strength to create the most remarkable works.

In this way she was in a dilemma.

'So how should I do this?'

Referencing her works created so far, she was deep in thought. Her goddess friend had made a complicated request, while looking at Hestia, who was happy beside her, Hephaestus could only murmur in his heart.