"A familiar ceiling!"
Even though he'd only visited once, Kuro remembered this should be the Pure White Healing Clinic.
Before he could sit up, Kuro felt something gripping his hand. He turned slightly.
What he saw was Hestia drooling, lying beside him fast asleep.
"Umm~" Hestia seemed to be experiencing something in her dream. Both hands that had originally been gripping Kuro's hand tightly one of them unconsciously stretched forward, as if trying to hold onto something.
"Jagaimo-kun, don't go~"
Hestia's body that had been lying face down suddenly bounced up like a spring.
A pair of drowsy eyes caught between reality and dreams, revealing the turbulent adventure in the girl's dream before him.
Hestia blinked, then realized that Kuro had already opened his eyes and was staring at her. She immediately pounced forward.
"Kuro-kun, how are you feeling? Is anything uncomfortable?"
Maybe because she heard voices from inside the room, Amid entered and slowly moved Hestia away from hugging Kuro's body.
"You're finally awake. Do you know you've been sleeping here for a full seven days?" Amid said with a slightly angry tone: "Now that you're awake, hurry up and leave, stop taking up bed space. You just recovered and immediately went to attack people from the Loki Familia what were you thinking?"
"I attacked the Loki Familia?"
Searching through his memories, though a bit hazy, Kuro still remembered when he was trapped, then lost emotional control.
As his memory recovered, emotions also began to slowly rise.
Even though he could feel anger and hatred before, it was mostly helplessness and being suppressed.
The long-suppressed feelings and newly gained power made Kuro break through the shackles called rational thinking.
Kuro only remembered attacking someone, then getting hit back.
But he hadn't expected that the people he attacked were Ais's group.
"Slept for seven days what's the reason?" Kuro asked in confusion: "Did they demand compensation?"
"Don't know, ask the guild yourself. Remember to be polite. After all, you were brought back by people from the Loki Familia."
With Hestia's help, Kuro quickly left the Dian Cecht Familia's Pure White Healing Clinic.
However, this time's medical costs were quite a lot. Kuro's wallet wasn't that thick—he could only leave an IOU.
They first visited the guild, then at Eina's place got a bill worth eight million.
"Originally it was ten million valis, but after deducting compensation from the Soma Familia, plus a bonus for discovering an unexplored area, the final amount came to that."
"Yes, thank you!" Kuro looked at Eina who seemed a bit worried, and said: "Sorry for troubling you, Eina-san."
"Can you explain why you attacked the Loki Familia?" Eina asked quietly: "Was there some grudge?"
"Wrong person."
Kuro felt somewhat helpless he couldn't exactly confess that at the time he'd lost emotional control and attacked indiscriminately: "If there's a chance, I'll go directly to the Loki Familia to apologize in person."
"Oh! So it was a misunderstanding, thank goodness." Eina clearly felt relieved: "The Loki Familia really deserves to be called Orario's strongest familia. They have more than one Lv6 member, and tons of first-line adventurers. Anyway, avoid conflicts with them."
"Hmph!" Thinking of that annoying person, Hestia couldn't help but snort dismissively: "My Kuro-kun will catch up soon enough."
After returning to the church, Kuro looked at Hestia hurrying ahead and couldn't help asking: "Hestia-sama, what are you carrying on your back?"
"Oh, this? Because I saw Kuro-kun was injured, I was so worried I forgot about it."
Hestia opened the bundle she'd been carrying, took out an item and handed it to Kuro: "I know Kuro-kun will face various dangers in the future. The help I can give is limited, but I hope this child can replace me in protecting you at critical moments."
The bundle opened, revealing a jet-black sword.
Accepting the sword with some confusion, he unconsciously drew the sharp one-handed sword about 100-110 cm long, handle about 20 cm, width between 3.0-3.5 cm.
Sacred letters were carved on the blade, showing this weapon's extraordinary origin a Divine Sword.
This should be the sword that Hestia requested by prostrating for three days (meaning kneeling for three days) for Bell who wanted to become strong, begging the forge god Hephaestus himself to make it for two hundred million valis, possessing extremely high magic conductivity.
The weapon itself had ability values, could grow along with its owner's abilities it was a living weapon.
Only someone who had received Hestia's blessing could use this weapon. In someone else's hands, it was just junk that couldn't compare to even the worst weapon.
Using a special method, combining Hestia's hair, "divine blood" and her own [Sacred Letters].
Tonight Kuro didn't swing his sword, but instead sat cross-legged in front of the church door, staring at the brilliant starry sky above his head.
Continuously stroking the two long swords placed on his knees.
One was the sword given by Grandma Lan who cared for him when he nearly died, on the day he became an adventurer.
The other was the Divine Sword made by Hestia who gave him her blessing after learning he'd broken his promise and killed adventurers, and begged her friend for his sake.
Why can't I be like other people who get transported to other worlds?
I don't expect to be able to strategize and control the overall situation.
Or become a character like the Sword God from Ten-immortal realms.
I just want to grow peacefully, but even that's hard to achieve.
"Kuro-kun, what are you thinking about?"
Hestia walked slowly to Kuro's side, slowly sitting down.
"I'm considering how to choose my future path."
"There's always a road at the end of the mountain there's definitely a way to resolve things." Hestia smiled faintly: "Right, Kuro-kun?"
"Maybe so, but I really need to think calmly." Kuro gently stroked the two weapons on his knees: "Hestia-sama, how much did this weapon cost?"
Facing Kuro's question, Hestia suddenly seemed like someone hit her pause button she froze for a moment, then laughed awkwardly while explaining: "Haha, this is from my good friend who knew I finally got a familia, as a friendship gift. Yes, that's right."
Hestia spoke more and more confidently, finally clenching her right fist and hitting her left palm hard, with an undeniable tone, as if putting a final stamp on the matter.
"Is that so!"
Kuro didn't continue asking, but instead raised his head, staring at the glittering starry night sky.
Under this world's night sky, stars sparkled, gathering into a magnificent river of stars, beautiful to the point of being mesmerizing.
"By the way, Hestia-sama, Amid should have already explained to you why I slept so long while I was unconscious."
Kuro looked down at Hestia beside him, seeing her pretend not to hear, whistling while her gaze wandered everywhere.
Kuro's thoughts hadn't experienced deep reflection in a long time not because he didn't want to, but because he always couldn't help remembering some hard-to-forget past events.
Wasn't this also a kind of escape? No different from the past.
"Let's go, it's late, we should sleep early. Tomorrow morning we have to go to the dungeon gotta pay off that debt first."
Kuro dusted off his clothes, stood up, and walked into the church.
"Wait for me, Kuro-kun." Hestia quickly stood up, following from behind: "Before we sleep, let's update your blessing first, so tomorrow's dungeon trip will be safer."
Kuro Lv1
Strength G207→F331
Endurance B749→A879
Dexterity H161→G292
Agility H142→G284
Magic I55→H175
Magic:
Skills: Flames of Revenge, Mask of Suffering, High Player