Encounters in the wrong place: Heroes of the world

The moon and stars overlook the central square, and Severn and his group are preparing to return to the [Twilight Hall] from North Street.

Well? That was —

In the huge central square, among the bustling adventurers, there is a figure running happily.

White short hair that moves with the wind, rabbit-like red eyes, silly and somewhat simple smile like the silly son of the landlord’s family, not walking well and jumping from time to time –

It was the child of the world – Belkloni.

“That seems to be your fellow countryman, right?” Riveria looked over at Severn.

“Yes.” Serven tried to recall the memory in his mind, and glanced at Ace with a somewhat complicated feeling, just in time to face the girl’s gaze that was watching him intently

“I’ll go see him and come back in the evening.”

Ace nodded and watched Sereven leave.

Upper level of the dungeon.

Bell stared at a stocky goblin who had just broken through the wall.

He looked at the enemy nervously, swallowed a mouthful of spit somewhat nervously, and wiped his sweaty palm on his clothes.

Just as the goblins noticed him and ran towards him –

“[Flame Lightning] ——!”

Bell first clenched his fists, stretched out his right arm and aimed straight at the goblin, then opened his hand and called out the name of his magic-

127 Without lengthy incantations, a crimson light lit up the dim walls in the next instant.

Lightning-like flames depicted irregularly sharply shaped lines that ran through the goblin’s body in one breath.

The goblin was blown into char by the flames, and the next moment it turned into dust and exploded.

A small crystalline magic stone fell.

Bell froze in place, staring at his palm in disbelief, twisting his face with his other hand-

It hurts so much that he gasps himself, not a dream!

“Hahahaha, I can also magic!!”

Bell swooped into the depths of the dungeon like a rabbit.

“[Flame Lightning]!”

“[Flame Lightning]!!”

The crimson light reflected the boy’s excited face, and as long as a monster appeared in his field of vision, he couldn’t wait to shout the name of that magic, and again and again he wantonly ejected bold fireworks.

The walls of the maze changed from pale blue to pale green, and Bell had reached the fifth floor without noticing it.

It wasn’t until he saw a significantly larger goblin, and it was besieged by two or three at the same time, that he was shocked and came back to his senses.

Bell uses his best agility to take advantage of the siege and continues to use (bhbh) magic to annihilate them.

“The fifth layer ah, a little overplayed… La-la-la, the blue cliff is my love…” Bell hummed a brisk song, ready to turn back, but his vision suddenly skewed.

Serven watched Bell all the way and watched him fall to the ground speechlessly.

“It’s amazing. I don’t know if I came here by my own will or the arrangement of the underworld, I am worthy of being the protagonist…”

Serven picked Bell up, casually dropped him over his shoulder, and returned to the ground.

There were already a lot fewer people in the central square, and Severn didn’t care about Bell’s comfort, he just wanted to hurry back-

He jumped in large strides to cooperate with the wind magic, and with each step, he could jump directly for nearly ten meters, and Bell’s hanging hands continued to smash on Serven’s armor under the action of inertia.

A few steps away from the central square, Serven braked and stopped.

Can he feel the line of sight thrown at his back from above, is he looking at himself? Or are you looking at a rabbit?

He frowned and continued on his way.

“This color—I didn’t expect that such a filthy soul would actually bloom such a tough red, I really want to…” She twisted her petite body restlessly on the throne, stretched out her white palm and aimed it at Serven’s back, even the pure soul on Serven’s shoulder was temporarily ignored, only wanting to grab the red soul into her hands and take it for herself.

“This pure iron and blood washed out of the soul, it seems to taste what it tastes…”

Freya clamped her legs.

“Oh, it’s Severn.”

Tsubaki lingered on Serwen’s face for more than ten seconds with a meaningful gaze before he opened his mouth to greet, “By the way, what are you doing here?” ”

Serven pressed Bell with his shoulder, “Oh, this guy was excited to experiment with new magic in the dungeon, but he fell into [mental exhaustion] and fainted, I brought him here.” ”

“What, this way.” Tsubaki let go of the door and led the way inside, “I thought you came to see Lord Hephaestus.” ”

“Huh?”

“Nothing.” Tsubaki waved his hand casually and continued to lead the way, “Lord Hephaestos, Thurn is here!” ”

She shouted towards the inside of the clans.

Serven felt a little strange, but seeing Tsubaki casually leading the way, he suppressed his doubts and followed.

“This is his room.” Tsubaki opened a certain room, and Serven entered the door and threw Bell on the bed.

“Huh? Sure enough, it was Serven——! ”

Hestia must have heard Serven’s voice, walked down the stairs, and after seeing Serven with her own eyes, quickly ran over.

“Huh? How did Sewen-kun come over? She smiled a little unexpectedly and walked closer to Servin, wearing only a nightdress that covered her thighs, well, the white flower nightdress looked good.

“Hestia, long time no see.”

“Well, are you going to the dungeon?” Hestia circled around Serven, who was wearing a combat attire, and her small hand patted Serven’s abdomen, “Well, this dress is very suitable for you, very handsome!” ”

“Yes, just came back from the dungeon. Just happened to bring Bell back along the way… Your clothes look good now, too…”

“Yes?” Hestia happily spun around in place, allowing Serwen to see a little more fully. The skirt of the nightdress flew up, and Serven saw a flash of pure white.

“That… Hestia, it’s very late, I’ll go back first. (Read violent novels, go on Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

“Oh? Well, let’s talk next time then. ”

At this moment, a gentle female voice came, “Sewen-kun? ”

“Goddess Hephaestus, on.”

“… Well, good evening. “The usually heroic goddess, but at this moment is wearing white mid-length sleeved civilian clothes with black lace and brown plaid short skirts, giving people the feeling of a big sister next door.

Sereven was stunned for a few seconds.

“What’s wrong, don’t you recognize me?” Hephaestus stretched out his finger and shook it in front of Serwin’s eyes.

“… What do you do? Severn asked with some surprise.

“What do you call Hestia?”

“Now it’s generally just a name.”

“Then call me by my name too.”

Serven’s heart was slammed into it, and his heartbeat was much faster. The corners of his mouth rose slightly, and he blinked his eyes quickly, his eyes already full of smiles.

He smiled and looked into the fiery red eyes of the forging goddess-

“…… Are you sure? ”

“… Do you have this guts? ”

“Hephaestus~.”

The goddess’s deliberately disguised flamboyant aura was instantly broken and scattered all over the place, her cheeks flew up with a faint red cloud, and a small answer sound seemed to come from the nasal cavity humming—

“Hmm.”

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