Bell pov
As captain and I head towards the dungeon I find myself being dragged along to a rather popular inn and pub: The hostess of fertility.
Why we are here us for a simple reason. To train bell of course!
It was an open secret but the barmaids here are no ordinary barmaids. They are all level 4! With a few exceptions.
"Er captain... Why are we here?" Bell confused asked why we were here.
"Kufufufu. Advice from seniors. Most barmaids here are actually level 4."
"Really" Bell was suprised on hearing this fact.
Of course, what really matters is the advice they give. Me and Bell are fundamentally different in how we grow stronger. Other adventurers should ve able to cover that by explaining how this worlds adventurers grow.
"Hello there Misses Syr" I walk in and greet a silver haired girl in a green maid uniform.
"Ah hello there Rimuru" Syr replied. How they know me... Well that's a story from last night.
Last night
Hey Ciel... Isn't Hestia carrying something?" I ask Ciel for an analysis.
Yes. It appears to be a weapon made up of a metal called Mythril. However it appears to be allowed with this world's ' divinity'. More specifically: Hestia's.
How'd she get something like that. Isn't Mythril expensive?.
She likely called in a favor and debt. Ciel replied.
Huh. Wait...
Hestia has called in a massive debt.
I pale slightly. Even without interest it would likely cost million of Vallis to afford any Mythril made weapons.
I guess we need to accelerate Bell's training then.
Ciel can you create a clone outside the church. Use parallel existence please.
Of course master.
With that I had a clone outside.
I equip my spare katana and a copy of my mask. With that I head out to find a capable teacher.