The next evening, Levi emerged from the Dungeon entrance with a bag full of magic stones. He had descended to the 9th floor—the absolute limit the Guild recommended for solo adventurers. Since his base combat power was already around mid-to-high Level 2, he didn't encounter any major issues, despite being so close to the dangerous 10th floor.
After exchanging his stones for Valis, he headed to a nearby shop called "Azure Pharmacy" to buy some mental recovery potions. That was when he ran into a minor, annoying incident.
The Azure Pharmacy was the headquarters of the Miach Familia. In the anime from his past life, Levi remembered Miach as a fellow God and friend to Hestia who appeared frequently. His sole dependent had provided significant aid to the Hestia party in the story. Because of this, Levi initially felt a good deal of goodwill toward the shop.
However, that image shattered into pieces when the sole member and Captain of the Miach Familia—the shop clerk, Naaza Erisuis—placed several bottles of watered-down mental recovery potions in front of him.
Levi didn't know if Naaza had done this to Bell in the original story; he only remembered the general plot. But regardless of whether she had or hadn't, the Miach Familia was now officially "Blacklisted" in his mind.
After confirming the potions were tampered with just by touch, Levi didn't even bother speaking. He turned to leave. Naaza, not even realizing what had happened, instinctively asked, "Aren't you buying them?"
Levi intended to ignore her entirely. Orario had plenty of pharmacies; why should he waste money on defective goods at the same price?
Unfortunately, just as he reached the door, he ran into the true person in charge: the God Miach. Naaza's question had clearly reached the ears of the frail-looking God. He only needed one glance at the counter to understand the situation.
"Young man." Miach stepped aside to block Levi's path, his face full of apology. "Please, let me apologize on Naaza's behalf. I am truly sorry."
When a God bows and apologizes, what else can a mortal say? Levi could only say it was fine and that he didn't mind.
Naaza, a former Level 2 adventurer, realized her mistake at this point. She had been caught red-handed watering down the potions. However, the dog-person girl either lacked emotion or didn't feel she was in the wrong; her expression remained nearly blank. She simply said, "I'll go swap them out."
"...Fine."
While Naaza was gone, Levi gave a polite bow to Miach. "Lord Miach, my name is Levi Bright. I recently joined the Hestia Familia as Captain. Lady Hestia has spoken of you."
This wasn't a lie. Just as Levi reported his Dungeon trips to Hestia, she shared her daily experiences at the dinner table, including stories about Miach. In truth, Levi's decision to come here was partly based on the tragic backstory of the Miach Familia's debt that Hestia had mentioned.
But there's a saying: Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, shame on me. Levi had already decided he would never buy from this shop again.
Miach, being a God, sensed the boy's cold attitude, but he couldn't say anything. The fault lay with his "child." He clasped his hands, faking surprise to change the subject. "So you're the boy who confessed to Hestia in public? You're quite famous in the divine circles right now."
"Uh, if I could, I'd rather that kind of fame didn't spread," Levi laughed awkwardly.
"If you could go back to the day you met her, would you give up on the confession?" Miach asked curiously.
Levi didn't hesitate. "Not a chance."
"It seems Hestia has found her own 'Unknown'," Miach sighed softly.
"The Goddess... she is my 'Unknown' as well."
At that moment, Naaza returned with a batch of fresh potions. Levi stepped forward and shook them under the light.
[Low-Grade Mental Recovery Potion:] Restores 20% Mana per minute for 1 minute. CD: 10 mins.
Confirming they were genuine, he nodded and pulled 50,000 Valis from his pocket. A bottle cost 5,000, and he wanted ten. Just as he was about to pay, Miach pushed the money back toward Levi.
"These are free. Consider it an apology for Naaza's mistake."
Levi raised an eyebrow. He noticed Naaza's dog ears twitch and her left hand, which wasn't hidden by her sleeve, clench into a fist.
"In that case, I won't refuse your kindness."
He took the potions, bowed again to Miach, and walked out. Once the boy with the pale-gold hair had vanished from the street, Naaza bit her lip. "Lord Miach... I'm sorry."
Miach sighed helplessly. "If you know you're wrong, don't do it again."
The Miach Familia had once been a mid-tier power in Orario, but an accident in the Dungeon had severed Naaza's entire right arm. To keep her from being crippled, Miach had spent the Familia's entire fortune and taken on massive debt to buy a prosthetic arm from the Dian Cecht Familia. As a result, the Familia collapsed overnight, leaving only Naaza to work day and night to pay off the debt. Watering down potions was her desperate attempt to ease their crushing financial burden.
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