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Somewhere in the world there is a city called Orario. The City of Adventurers. Mortals of all ages and races travel to this city in search of their desires and dreams. Because this is the city where adventures are found.
Many, many years ago, all the races that inhabited the Gekai only had to worry about their own problems, be it conflicts between mortals such as civil wars or the racial problems of the time. It didn't matter, at the end of the day they were minor problems that sooner or later would be solved, it was in the nature of mortals to fight against each other. It could be said that, despite the problems between the races, everything was calm.
Until it wasn't anymore.
At some point in history it happened without warning, creatures that did not fall into the category of mortal appeared. Small and humanoid in shape, 'Goblins' was the name given to these monsters that began to loot crop fields.
Mortals being killed in the lakes by One-Eyed Toads.
Repulsive half-horse creatures galloped across the plains in packs, rampaging through villages wherever they went.
The sky was invalidated by strange animals that resembled birds.
The whispers of new creatures spread for weeks, mortals had to leave their homes because the Apparition Zones were there.
But even in chaos there are men and women who have the ability to inspire others, those who when they raise their voices restore morale to the crowd. People... Who were called heroes.
This situation of gain and request occurred for months until, as a divine response in the literal sense of the word, a light fell from the sky, illuminating everything in its path.
A ray of light that came from the heavens, loaded with hope for mortals, all because a god had descended from the heavens to help.
The problem was solved, after all, that god was not the only one, the creators of the world went down one after another to what they (with their words that were unknown until then) called Gekai. Those gods were looking for fun on this earth and in order to live as mere mortals they sealed their divine power.
But not before granting his Grace to mortals to defeat the monsters. Years passed and an almost uncontrollable number of fallen companions passed until the mortals managed to push the monsters back to the monster generator that was speculated to be in the center of the continent.
This same event occurred in the same way and at relatively the same time in 3 consecutive locations.
It was curious and terrifying to understand why most of the monsters were never found in the south on the edge of the continent, for the southerners, what is known as a 'monster' was just a myth, a fanciful rumor invented by migrants.
The monster generator was in the center of the continent, now it made sense because the waves did not usually reach the coasts. Mortals found three entrances in the center of the continent following a diagonal path to the northwest, each one underground, each one so different and so similar to the last.
To stop the creatures from leaving, 3 cities were built that covered the monster generators, preventing their exit and bringing peace to the Gekai. Around these entrances three legendary cities known as:
Altena: Sacred magical capital.
The Empire: Headquarters of the conquerors.
And finally...
Orario: Home of adventurers.
Each and every one of these cities has brave men and women who risked their lives facing the terrors that existed in the dungeon below ground.
In Orario That city where innumerable gods and adventurers lived.
Among the adventurers who entered one of these dungeons day after day was a young man with white hair and red eyes. Features so exotic that from his childish appearance they attracted the glances of women. His build was slender, lacking in muscle, generally a small person in any sense of the word that if you gave him a push you would send him straight to the ground,
That scrawny boy could be called by the female gender as 'Cute'. Except, he now himself didn't have the best expression on his face.
"Wooaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!"
That frail and weak looking boy was running with all his might to save his life.
The boy had tears in his eyes as he rolled on the ground trying to escape whatever was chasing him.
A loud roar like that of a bull made him increase his strides. Yes, he was being chased by a minotaur. A quick look made him pale, the beast was getting closer and closer. Bell, I was terrified. He didn't want to die, he didn't want to die!
"I'm going to die!!"
How would he know that a minotaur would be on the 5th floor.
"Shut up and run!! You idiot!"
In the corridors a loud cry of frustration from another was heard, that voice contained the same tonality. Without a doubt, the voices that echoed in the corridors had an incredible resemblance. The boy's eyes, now called Bell, went to the right to find a clone of himself. In that room of death there were two identical boys being chased by the minotaur.
Running alongside the frail-looking boy was another unimpressive-looking boy. Red eyes and white hair, same face, same complexion and to complement... same clothing. Some twins ran while trying to conserve their lives.
The one called Bell didn't answer him, instead he squeezed his eyes shut as he quickened his pace. Internally, he could only apologize over and over again. It was his insistence that led them to go beyond what was established.
His advisor warned him so many times...
But of course, he never listened to Eina.
Corridor after corridor, they escaped again and again from the minotaur's attacks. Until he finally managed to get the boys cornered in a small room, the minotaur's breathing was erratic. Bell's eyes noted amusement in the monster, it was almost imperceptible, the minotaur's corners turned up. It was just that instant that made him freeze in place.
The albino closed his eyes resigned, Bell's last wish was that with his death his brother would achieve it, and at least the goddess Hestia would have someone with her.
"Run, Bell! Get out of here!"
Bell watched in terror as his brother flung himself onto the monster's back and tried to cut out its eyes with the small dagger they were given at the guild. At mere contact with the beast's eye the dagger was broken.
Bell had no way to help his brother, his own weapon was broken, so useless he could only watch.
We are on totally different levels.
The monster soon threw his brother several meters, so much so that he was forcefully thrown into another room and then crashed against a wall. A smoke screen was all he could see, with no visible trace of his brother.
"Tim!" Bell screamed, her eyes wide with terror at the thought of the worst.
Worry overcame fear for a moment, and she steeled herself to face the minotaur squarely. Unfortunately, bravery wasn't enough, not when your opponent can slap you flying and sure enough, it did.
"Ouch!"
It was a blink and he was already backed against the wall. The monster continued to approach Bell without stopping, that look that yearned for blood reappeared. This time, the minotaur smiled clearly.
Chills ran down his back.
"I'm sorry, goddess."
It was his last thought, his biggest regret when he loses his life would be to leave his brother alone, and he hoped with all his soul that he survived that blow. His goddess, the one who illuminated his life and his brother, just a few weeks ago was their meeting, without a doubt one of the days that she remembered him with the most affection.
Hey kid? Are you looking for a family?
Tears ran down his eyes to later close them and wait for the blow.
"I'm sorry, Hestia-sama"
Suddenly, the upper part of the minotaur's body fell diagonally, followed by a huge explosion.
Huh?
The explosion of flesh fell all over his body, staining his clothes and dyeing his hair red.
"Are you OK?"
Bell's chest was pounding like a drum. In front of him was the most beautiful woman she had ever known. Even the putrid smell of blood on him wasn't too bad anymore compared to the sight before her.
Tall, thin and with a large bust. No doubt women would be jealous seeing her walking down the street. She was like the sun, absolutely radiant and beautiful.
He was a swordsman clad in blue with golden armor, a long golden mane only accentuating his features. And then there were those golden eyes that seemed to look right into his soul.
It was perfect... but strangely his chest ached like never before, he was sure those feelings were his and not his brother's (1), just... those bright eyes should never have been sad and dull. The inside of him, the core of his soul, was screaming at him to do something, to say something.
Poic!
"Hugh?"
And her soul's response was tears, but they weren't sad, strange as it was, she was happy.
"Excuse me... why are you crying?"
Their hair. His eyes. His voice. The figure of him The power of him. Everything in them seemed so transcendent that she felt that something deep inside of him was shaking more and more strongly, as if at any moment it could explode.
"... Are you OK?"
She kept talking with that beautiful voice.
This was the first time they had seen each other and he already wanted to protect her, he wanted her to recognize him too. He also wanted to be by her side. For some reason, he wanted...
He wanted to see her smile with his own eyes.
He wanted to see her happy.
It could only be love.
The golden haired girl tilted her head slowly, and even slower, she brought her hand up to her cheek, when her delicate fingers touched her cheek, Bell encircled her hand with her own.
It was a simple touch, and as if it were a dream, Bell woke up from the charm in which he was unable to form words, he was so stunned that he was unable to speak properly.
A furious blush tormented his face, although the beautiful girl in front of him didn't seem to notice because of all the blood on her.
"I-I…I'm sorry!!"
Unable to bear the emotions inside her heart any longer, letting go of everything, she ran as far as she could.
But one thing was clear, his heart had been taken by this beautiful swordswoman. Her soul screamed at her that her place in the universe was next to that girl.
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Everything was wrong.
Nothing had gone as expected.
He accepted, very foolishly, to enter the 5th floor at the suggestion (rather pleas) of his foolish brother Bell.
Timer Cranel groaned as he picked himself up from the cold ground. The minotaur just pushed it off his back, but that was enough to send him crashing across an entire room. If he didn't have the Falna on him, he probably would have turned into a bloodstain on the wall.
"Argh!"
He groaned before standing up, his sword hurt like never before, but he resigned himself, his foolish brother was in danger and needed his help. A second could mean life or death for Bell. She ran towards the room where the minotaur had Bell locked up.
It was funny how the world liked to fuck with him. On his way to where he had been before, as soon as a whirlwind of alien emotions entered he hit him like a carriage (2) followed later, in the room he heard an unmanly scream.
"I'm sorry!!"
It was the cry of a voice identical to his own.
At times like this, Timer regretted that he and his brother shared everything in common, including their voice. Listening to themselves, even though there was no one with them was demeaning.
He ignored that thought, he couldn't blame him, a monster was putting his life in danger right now.
What he didn't expect is to see Bell running away and stained with blood. Rarer still, was seeing a girl older than him with an expression that almost looked like she had been beaten up. Maybe that was an understatement, the girl could drop to her knees right there, if the expression on her face meant anything.
And finally, a werewolf laughing non-stop. Right on the ground a larger than usual magic stone was on the ground. With that he quickly came to the conclusion of what happened.
The heads of the adventurers turned towards him.
The blonde girl tilted her head to the side, widening her eyes before turning back to the path where Bell had run.
"Hugh? Tomato boy?"
The look of confusion on the beastman's face was something Timer was used to. He and his brother were dressed in the same clothes, it was not enough that his now-deceased grandfather found it amusing to force them to wear the same clothes, but for some reason his goddess was also amused that he did so. they would.
Sure, it's all twins games until Bell causes a mischief and his actions fall back on him. Timer let out a sigh, as usual, any problem that Bell generated had to be solved by the responsible brother.
Living on topic, what that tomato boy nonsense?
"Sorry?"
Timer asked in a higher-than-normal voice. His and his brother's appearance aside, who the hell were they?, they had symbols she hadn't seen. His appearance was not that of anyone, to begin with, those wolf boots and the girl's sword were not just anything.
What they were carrying was top-notch equipment, whoever they were were strong, much stronger than he currently was.
The werewolf's eyes shifted in confusion before he frowned. "Oh, but what do we have here! Now the garbage comes in the same model! Bah, it doesn't matter they are still pathetic and cowardly men who should retire from being adventurers." The werewolf said dryly.
Timer's expression soured. "Who are you to say that?" Timer clenched his fists tightly, his hands were tied. Something inside him screamed that he shouldn't start a fight, he could feel the magnitude of power between him and these two people.
The werewolf laughed wildly. "Much more than you! Tier 1 trash."
Timer gritted his teeth, when someone talks like that, either they were very stupid, or they were of a much higher level. But it could well be both. "Come on you little shit! Deny, contradict me if I'm wrong!"
"Piece of-"
No, starting a family feud would only end with the Hestia family being destroyed.
Less than a minute must have passed between the time he got up from the minotaur's blow and returned to Bell. If they were able to kill a minotaur in the short amount of time he was led out of the room, even though they both attacked at the same time, it indicated that they were very strong.
The werewolf only smiled even more, waiting for them to give him an excuse to attack the little adventurer who dared to challenge him.
The girl's gaze, instead, fluctuated between Timer and where Bell had gone looking confused. Oblivious to the dispute between the two men in the room.
And for the first time, Timer got a good look at her. The surge of feelings that Bell felt with this girl was not to be underestimated. And strange as it is, it's like he's seen her before. Impossible, her memory was good, she doesn't forget such an unusual face.
And the werewolf… Until this moment in her life she had never met anyone more irritating than this guy.
She almost forced herself not to growl at the thought of the way he talked about Bell.
Dirty piece of...
Timer shook his head before sighing, he was being immature with this. He noticed the girl who kept looking between him and the exit.
For 14 years they told him they were so alike it was impossible to tell which twin was which.
"...Well, I'm going to assume that you're the one who saved my brother. Truly, thank you very much, my family is in your debt..." She finished as she bowed her head.
She nodded, I hesitate before speaking. "The boy... Tell him I'm sorry." She heard a clicking of teeth in the background.
"Fuck me, Aiz! A woman of your caliber shouldn't even bother looking in the direction of these two losers!!"
Timer raised an eyebrow before sighing again, he really was such an irritating person. Leaving that aside, what did Bell do to the girl? Bell wasn't rude, at least not intentionally. Well, she would ask him later.
"I'll tell you, I'm sorry if Bell did something that offended you in any way, but I have to go, thanks for everything."
Timer bowed again before running off the way Bell had gone.
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Outside the dungeon, Timer tried to forget his meeting with those two, mixing with people like that only brings trouble.
But damn it, that way of bragging was so disgusting! The rough voice of that werewolf almost made him wish he could smash his head on the ground.
He let out a tired sigh, it was lucky that his rational thinking didn't leave him, who knows what would have happened if nothing else was fought there.
As he walked through the city he wondered where Bell was. His brother might have gone to the guild, or even already been in church with the goddess.
-Bell.
he asked in his head.
- Can you hear me?
he asked again. Nothing happened for a moment, Timer's eyes were closed while he concentrated.
-I can hear you, Tim.
- Where are you?
-I just got home, Tim. The goddess has arrived too.
-...Okay, I'll go after informing Misha about what happened today.
-Be careful coming back.
Now he knew where it was, and he didn't have to look for it. Telepathic communication was really convenient. The ability to communicate regardless of distance was invaluable. Something more than to thank the goddess Hestia and her blessing.
It was the goddess Hestia who reached out to Bell when his brother was running out of hope and for him, that act was invaluable.
Even out of all the gods in this city, he would choose her again for that one action alone, for trusting his brother.
That was why Timer had only gratitude, for giving him and his brother a home.
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With quick steps he entered through the Adventurer's Guild. The idea of changing the lenses was tempting until she remembered that Bell had all of his work from today in the bag he took with him.
With a sigh, she kept shifting until she was looking in the distance at a pink-haired human who was lazily looking at the blade in her hands.
She raised her head for a moment, when she noticed her presence a frown appeared on the girl's face.
He hadn't walked when she gave him a disappointed look.
"I thought I was clear when I said that entering the fifth floor was prohibited."
With her hands on her hips, she tried to give the image of a responsible girl. "Don't try to lie, your brother already loosened his tongue and Eina confirmed it to me."
Timer grimaced before answering. "It wasn't my fault, I practically got swept away. Besides, it's not my fault that a minotaur showed up there. Bell and I were perfectly fine on that floor before everything went wrong."
Misha didn't change her angry expression before letting out a resigned sigh. "Look, Timer. It hasn't even been a month since you've been adventuring, not how many with the experience to keep going down. You'll only get yourself killed."
"That sounds exaggerated." Timer said pointedly.
"It's not. In this Guild our policies are different from other guilds, but at the end of the day, it's your decision. I'm an adviser at the end of the day, it's your decision if you want to die at only 14 years old."
Yes, she was angry. And the look of indifference from her was even more difficult to swallow.
Timer hung his head in shame. "Sorry, it won't happen again. Please go back to your happy-go-lucky attitude."
Misha sighed again. "Remember that you are not in the Labyrinth of Altena, nor are you in the Cell of The Empire. Where you are is the Dungeon of Orario. We are not at war, nor do we have the extremist ideas of The Empire. " Misha softened her gaze on him before smiling. "Just take it easy, okay?"
"Okay" Timer said.
Misha's words when he met her came back to him.
'I'm Misha Flott, from today I'll be your adviser' She mentioned with a smile, to be replaced with a calculating look. 'I just have something to say, our relationship will be strictly professional. We are adventurer and adviser. No romance, no friendship, no familiarities.'
That was his only rule, and today it became clear. There wouldn't be a friend of hers with her… For a moment he was envious of Bell's relationship with Eina, but he dismissed it.
If she were to die, Misha would get over it without complications, in a way it was something that was beneficial to her.
How many adventurers don't die daily, a rule like that prevents pain for her.
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Timer looked in the direction of his home, the dilapidated church he called home. It's been two weeks since he and his brother got together. The family had no members before them. There was only the patron goddess, Hestia.
A goddess who prayed for members to join the family. One way or another she ended up meeting Bell and letting them join the family.
"She's smart, I've noticed. If only she wasn't so lazy…"
Walking through the entrance, he entered what used to be the central nave before going through a secret entrance.
There was a small room with a bed and a sofa. They were the only things that could be appreciated.
His gaze swept over the bed, there was Bell lying on his stomach. To the side, Hestia who seemed like she was about to climb onto her back.
"Timer-kun!"
The little goddess jumped into his arms the instant she managed to recognize him. Timer tried to make it stop, to no avail.
"Or sweet..." Timer thought.
"You're safe, what a joy!" The goddess exclaimed as she searched for wounds on him. "She was worried ..."
"I'm sorry to run away like this." She heard the albino say on the bed. Bell had left him lying in the dungeon, the first few floors may not have been threatening anymore with the Minotaur dead, but still...
"You should".
Timer frowned at Bell's apology.
He wasn't mad at him for leaving him, he was in a bad mood from the encounter with the werewolf.
"Hey, hey. Stop fighting, you better watch it!" She pointed the goddess happily towards some steamed potatoes on the small table in the room.
"It's amazing! Goddess. How did you get them?" Bell looked at the food in front of him as the best delicacy in the world. It was a godsend gift to him and that already made it something to cherish.
"The shop owner let me keep this, isn't it wonderful! We won't go hungry today!" Hestia said almost jumping up in excitement.
To be so happy for a little food...
Timer grimaced, if they hadn't met the Minotaur they would have collected money for a decent meal for her. The albino's eyes darkened.
The goddess didn't take long to notice, before smiling sadly. "Timer-kun... Come on, you're thinking you could have done more. They came back safely, that's all I care about, not the money they brought."
"I know... But it's okay, tomorrow we'll get money, it's a promise."
Bell smiled sweetly before saying, "Yeah, if we get enough money we'll take her out for dinner!"
There was no other intention with those words, just a symbol of affection towards his goddess.
The same goddess who burst into tears, then jumped up and took the two brothers in a hug.
"What did I do to deserve such good children..."
A blushing Bell returned the hug slightly, while Timer tried to step aside.
"Timer-kun, don't reject your goddess's love!" She chided puffing out her cheeks.
Somehow Timer managed to break free of the embrace and left Bell to his own devices. "Maybe another day... Better, how about we start eating before the food gets cold?"
"Good!" Said the goddess.
Bell hadn't said anything, the reason, he was nearly suffocated with his head buried in the goddess's chest.
With one of his last reflexes of life he managed to take a breath of air.
"DD-Goddess! Please let go of me. I-I can't breathe!" The albino made signs of help to his brother, Bell trusted him and knew that she would never abandon him. It came as a surprise when his blood brother turned her back on him and began to eat one of his potatoes.
-This is for leaving me alone in the dungeon.
Timer loved his brother and Bell returned the feeling, but above all, Timer was very resentful.
"You will accept my love, Bell-Kun. Whether you want it or not."
Choking to death for some breasts... Grandpa would be proud.
Timer thought before continuing to eat.
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Once Hestia calmed down they managed to eat calmly. Once finished, the goddess decided to update the status of the twins. As she did so, the conversation turned to one thing only, the girl who saved Bell.
"So there's Aiz Wallen whatever is a member of the Loki family…" Hestia murmured, riding on Bell's back lying in dash. "And no less than a Lv5. It's like you have some ability to get into trouble, Bell-Kun."
The named one chuckled weakly while scratching his head in embarrassment. "Umm, sorry."
Hestia yelled various insults in her head towards the cheating goddess, out of all the families there were... Why did it have to be with them!
From the side of the bed, Timer listened to the two talk about the woman. He considered telling them about his brief encounter with her, but that would lead to more screams from the goddess... Maybe another day.
But well, it was lucky that he didn't fight them, now there was no doubt that they would have beaten him non-stop…
Lv5... You can only get to it after sacrifices and effort, years and years of constantly going to the dungeon without stopping.
The Loki Family was one of the highest rank. All of its members incredibly powerful.
Simple people like the Cranels, what did they have to equal those people?
"I finished!" Patting Bell on the back, she jumped up with the blade in her hands.
"The stat increase was as high as ever, even higher than the previous time.
Name: Bell Cranel
Race: Human
Age:14 years
•Strength: H 152 - H 169
•Stamina: I 34 - I 37
• Dexterity: H 192 - H 199
•Agility: G 234- G 253
•Magic: I0
Bell and Timer looked at the sheet and nodded in satisfaction, Dexterity was almost up to G. At this rate it would take them 6 or 7 months to reach level 2.
Timer retracted what he said, what they had to match those of the tall families was something simple but unmatched. That was the love of the family, the same love that thanks to the brotherhood of Bell and Timer took shape in Falna.
The statistics were not the only ones that were on the sheet, further down on the paper was a skill box.
Skills:
[Soulbound]
-Bisection: Allows you to support physical charges, in addition to dividing the damage between the users and moving any type of damage between them. It can be activated at will by users or deactivated.
-Synesthesia: allows users to communicate through their thoughts, their emotions are also transmitted between them. It can be activated at will by users or deactivated.
-Equity: Stats, magic, development skills, abilities, curses, and any status ailments will be shared between Soul Bound users. Immovable aspect of the skill and impossible to disable.]
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It was a surprise to both the brothers and the goddess, neither of them expected a skill to appear in the Bell state. The surprise was greater when the same ability appeared in Timer's state.
Thanks to this ability, it allowed an adventurer to gain the experience of two people in both states.
"What is that stain at the bottom of the page?" Bell asked.
"I dropped ink"
"oh"
"Fine, fine. Come up here Timer-kun." She indicated the goddess as she did the same procedure as with Bell.
When he finished he handed the sheet to Timer.
Name: Timer Cranel
Race: Human
Age:14 years
•Strength: H 169 - H 172
•Stamina: I 37 - I 55
• Dexterity: H 199 - G 207
•Agility: G 253- G 266
•Magic: I0
Skills:
[Soul Bound (Active)]
-Bisection: Allows you to withstand physical charges, in addition to dividing the damage between the users. It can be disconnected.
-Synesthesia: allows users to communicate through their thoughts, their emotions are also transmitted between them. It can be disconnected.
-Equity: Stats, magic, development skills, abilities and curses will be shared between Soul Bound users. Immovable aspect of the skill.
The ability was simple, every time one of the twins was upgraded, the next to upgrade would have their stats changed to the new ones from the previous one and add up from there.
When it updated to the next it would update to the top again and add from there.
It allowed them to earn twice as much as one would alone. Not to mention the other perks that came with this one, like Synesthesia, Equity, and Bisection.
"I'm sure they hit you hard this time, right? Timer-kun" The goddess said.
When I updated his status I can easily notice how bruises were found.
It didn't seem like anything serious, but it would still hurt.
"You should have told me, Tim."
"It's nothing- Argh!" He was interrupted when a slap to his back made him groan in pain.
He looked with dagger eyes at his brother who was chuckling slightly. "Unfortunate, Bell"
Only to have the discomfort in his back almost vanish afterwards. From behind the goddess pressed the places where the bruises had been before.
And while some were still there, half of them were gone. Another of the blessings of the skill was this, as long as they wanted they could take each other's wounds, even up to 90% of the damage.
Bell took half, it was a simple, but effective way to speed up recovery. This effect was thanks to -Bisection-.
Soul Bound was a literal blessing for the twins, he was so versatile both in and out of the dungeon.
It was this very ability that allowed them to communicate telepathically.
"You did not have to do it". Timer said as he frowned.
Bell denied with a smile. "You hurt yourself trying to save me, I must."
"Well, I warned you" He said before returning the slap on the back.
"Oh!" When Bell and Timer were about to enter into a dispute again they were stopped by the voice of their goddess.
"Come on you silly twins. Arguing amongst yourselves is becoming a habit." Said the goddess.
She lied, listening to them complain was a favorite part of her day. After living so long without company it became one of her favorite moments just to talk to them, she felt so lonely before she met the Cranel brothers.
So many nights of perpetual silence can become very painful...
"I'm sorry"
He heard one of them say, he cocked his head not recognizing who it was. She chuckled slightly as she remembered how the first days were, the twins were so similar that it was almost impossible to recognize them.
The only way to tell was by the expressions on their faces. With Bell being mostly cheerful and childish and not to mention very shy, he bit back a laugh as he remembered how much fun it was to tease him. In contrast to Timer who usually wears a blank stare, that is until they start teasing him, that's when he becomes grumpy.
Oh well. It didn't matter, she loved them both. That was the reason why she wanted to be the one who helped her growth.
'I should have been the one who fueled his growth, Ahhh! Not that Aiz whatever'. Hestia thought.
He remembered very well what he found on Bell's status sheet. It was in him that ability originated, and therefore it passed to the status of Timer.
Liaris Freese, Growth Accelerate, the effects will last as long as her feelings don't change, and the effects are determined by the strength of her feelings. Hestia let out a tired sigh.
Now little Bell-Kun is in love. The children of the Gekai are so changeable...
Hestia shook her head as she watched the twins argue again. Those two were a basket case.
My only concern is that there is no future for their romance, a relationship between members of different families is doomed.
At the very least, Timer-kun isn't in love yet, so if the family grows and more female members join, he might fall in love with someone within the family.
Hestia lay on the bed with a headache, being a patron goddess was harder than she had thought.
Hestia rubbed her temple as her gaze returned to the twins who were rolling on the ground trying to hit each other.
"...Hephaestus never said that having a family was going to be so difficult." The goddess of the hearth complained so as not to be heard. "Behave! You silly twins!!
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Bonus #1: Adventurer's Lesson by Eina Tulle.
-The 3 Monster Spawners-
"I very much hope that you never, at all, have to go to the places I'm going to talk about... Are you listening to me, Bell?"
Dressed in the guild uniform, Eina Tulle took her new student for training.
"Y-I, huh, yeah?"
"Pay attention, this is something serious." She shook her head at Bell's inattention, who looked towards a window where her twin was waiting for Misha to attend to him.
"You know you won't go to the brig until you know this by heart?"
"W-what, but."
"No buts, either you do it or you don't." Eina adjusted her glasses with a smirk as Bell reluctantly nodded.
"There are 3 cities and within those cities there are what we call monster spawners in the world. These cities are, Orario, Altena, and The Empire." With a book he pointed out the geographical locations of those cities.
Suddenly, Bell raised his hand to which she let him ask.
"Eina-San, these... generators are the 3 dungeons that appear in the Oratoria Dungeon?" Bell didn't remember if these dungeons had names or were just called like dungeons.
"That is half correct, at the time they were only dominated by Dungeons, but later their names were changed. There is only one Dungeon in the world, and that is located in Orario. A monster generator has the characteristic that its walls monsters are born. But each of the respective cities named their generator differently."
He comes out to see what Bell was paying attention to, I continue.
"For Orario it's the Dungeon, for Altena it's the Laberynth and for The Empire it's The Cell."
"Why are they named differently if they are all monster spawners?"
The white-haired asked, their names must have had a reason, the Dungeon could also be called labyrinths, so why have different names.
"That's a good question" Eina nodded in satisfaction, Bell learning how to sponge. "Tell me Bell, why do you think Altena named her generator as Laberynth?
Bell considered the question for a moment, a Dungeon was a Dungeon at the end of the day, so the difference would have to do with wanting to stand out from the others. "Perhaps, separate from the name that they all had at the time, stand out from all."
Aina shook her head. "Close, but no. The reason is because of its structure, while the Dungeon can have labyrinth shapes. In Altena it is a labyrinth to the letter, every certain time the internal structure is remodeled, any map is useless there why each time it will be random, without repeating any combination. The worst thing is that the floors also fluctuate, you can enter floor 1 and end up on floor 10 if you are not careful."
"Sounds scary to be honest."
"It is, and that is why it is important that you pay attention to the next one. In The Empire its generator is called The Cell. It is without a doubt the most dangerous of the generators. Unlike the dozens of floors in Dungeons and Labyrinth, in The Cell there are only 30 floors. Once you enter there is no exit until you defeat the floor boss, there are no weak monsters because they are all floor bosses. The highest floor is compared to an Infant Dragon, and the further you go down the more difficult it is comes back.
"Wow..."
"For decades now, the Empire and Altena have been at continuous war while we have stayed out of the conflict." Eina looked at his watch.
War, Bell blinked upon hearing that word, if he remembers correctly his grandfather urged them to avoid going to Altena and The Empire if they ever left home. His grandfather never mentioned a war, what could have caused that conflict, for two kingdoms to fight must have been something extremely important.
"Hey, Eina-san"
"The class is about to end, remind me to talk to you about the Walking Monster Generator is a fundamental topic that you should keep in mind, we will pick up where we left off tomorrow."
With that, he walked out of the room at a brisk pace, leaving Bell deep in thought.
Walking generator...
Thank you!