Dishes that don’t shine are not good dishes

Forged Genius (Middle and Lower)

Hestia smiled wryly upon hearing this.

Unlike Bell who just came to Olalie, she has actually lived here for more than half a year.

The daily life in the God Realm is extremely boring. Therefore, the vast majority of gods come to the mortal world not to achieve any lofty ideals or goals, but just to… seek fun.

Hestia, I’m a little ashamed to say it, and it was the same at the beginning.

It’s just that unlike other gods who try to recruit family members as soon as they enter the world, Hestia, in terms of essence alone, is actually a complete squat at home. When she came to the mortal world, she didn’t think about similar issues at all. In Phaistos’ resident, the decadent days of opening one’s mouth and stretching out one’s hand are lived.

If Hephaestus lived alone, he would naturally not care so much about a girl from the same lineage as him, Hestia, who was still his aunt in blood. However, it is a pity that the Hephaestus family is also a very famous blacksmith family in Orario. One-third to nearly half of the adventurers have used, or are even using, equipment made by members of the Hephaestus family.

With more members under his command, many discordant voices will naturally arise.

Fortunately, at first, the members of the family were dissatisfied with outsiders, that is, Hestia, and Hephaestus could suppress them. But later, even Tsubaki, the head of the family, mentioned Hestia’s question to her cryptically.

This is not a trivial matter. If it is not handled properly, it will be enough to cause the Hephaestus family to fall apart.

Between ‘family’ and ‘outsider’, in the end, Hephaestus chose the former. She didn’t do anything wrong. When Hestia was persuaded to leave her territory, she still gave him a church as a place to stay.

“I already have a ‘family’.” Hestia responded softly, “I’ve also been working hard recently. Although life is poor, I can barely get by.”

“Oh! This is a good thing!” Hephaestus was originally a “good old man” character, otherwise she would not be favored by her friends, “Then…”

Just as she was about to continue asking, at this moment, within the vision of the two goddesses, a young girl suddenly appeared on the street.

The girl has long blue-purple hair with double ponytails. She is less than 1.5 meters tall, which is about the same size as Hestia. The clothes she was wearing were not the linen coats unique to the ‘Olali’ aborigines, nor the metal equipment used by adventurers, but a set of gray-black cloaks. A pair of pure white stockings showing a little flesh color, and thick boots covering the feet.

After walking out from the corner, the girl set her sights on the two goddesses, to be precise, Hephaestus. A smile as bright as the sun appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then, he took a step forward and ran towards this side quickly.

“Are you here again?” Hephaestus obviously knew the girl. The moment he found her, he covered his forehead and whispered helplessly.

Hestia was still a little confused about the situation, she tilted her head slightly, and simply focused her eyes on the girl who was approaching the two of them.

As mentioned before, although the power and divine power of the gods living in ‘Olalie’ have been sealed, they and they are still able to perceive the potential and potential of most of the creatures in the lower world through their deep perception. talent.

“Outsiders? Looks pretty good,” Hestia mutteredAfter saying a word, she looked back, and poked the arm of her friend beside her, “Come to look for you?”

Hephaestus nodded silently, and replied as calmly as possible, “Counting today, it should be the seventh time.”

“Eh?” Hestia looked surprised after hearing this. Not surprised by the girl’s perseverance, but surprised by the fact that Hephaestus would reject others, “Why?”

As a good friend of the other party, how could Hestia not know about Hephaestus’ character—as long as she was asked sincerely and the content was not rude, in most cases, she would agree to help.

To give the simplest example, the family with the largest number of supporters in “Olalie” is neither Loki nor Freya, but… Hephaestus!

Of the seven supporters in total, only one person made it to the stage, and the remaining six were all so-called ‘trash’ who were asserted by the other main gods to have low potential and were not worthy of the ‘God’s Grace’ at all.

It’s just that compared with those of the same kind who never entered ‘Olalie’ again for similar reasons, these people’s luck is quite good. At least, they met Hephaestus with them, a family member with low potential , but also a good ‘god’ who can be treated with a normal heart.

It is no exaggeration to say that if Xie Yunfei met Hephaestus at the beginning, and after hearing the other party’s polite refusal, he could ask for one or two more times with a shy face, he might have successfully joined the family, not like now In this way, it is necessary to go around in a circle in order to obtain an equal identity with other gift game participants.

It’s a pity that this god of forging was not the god Xie Yunfei first found, and was even ranked last. At that time, he seemed to be still persisting, but in fact he already had the idea of ​​giving up.

Hephaestus was silent for a while, and when the girl got close to him, about 20 meters away, he gave her a response.

She didn’t speak, but turned around, and walked into her blacksmith shop calmly, completely ignoring the other party.

This made Hestia even more curious about the relationship between the two, but considering that she would ask for something later, she could only shake her head vigorously to shake off her inner doubts.

Seven or eight seconds later, with the sound of the door being pushed open, the girl appeared in front of the counter where Hephaestus was leaning.

Glancing at Hestia standing beside her, she said without hesitation, “Master Hephaestus, please allow me to join your family as an adventurer.”

Hephaestus raised his head and glanced at the girl, then lowered his head again.

“Sorry, I refuse.”

“Ahahaha.” The girl seemed to have expected it a long time ago, and scratched her cheek while giving a wry smile, “Master Hephaestus, is there no room for negotiation?”

“In ‘Olalie’, I should be the one with the best attitude. If it were other gods, they would throw you out of here as soon as they heard the request.” Hephaestus sorted out Cargo, “If you want to become a ‘supporter’, your potential is completely sufficient, and I am willing to provide some help, but ‘adventurers’… Sorry, I haven’t lived long enough, and I don’t plan to die young.”