Wrong, my props refresh every day

Age: 17

·【Ability Value】

Power: A822

·Durability: A897

Smart: A853

Agility: A865

Magic: S999

Magic: [Dimension. Blue Fat Man's Fantasy Corridor]

·Skill:

【Coordinated Breathing Method】:

【Adversity Paradox Engine】:

Observer Effect

·All ability values ​​exceed the normal limit

Increases the normal recovery rate of mental strength by 10~15%

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Fate's Pull

·Bond Amplification: Special attack against female Noble Phantasms and girls of other races.

Crisis trigger: When near death, you will definitely attract a specific character to rescue you (condition: Favorability ≥ 60)

Depending on the degree of favorability, there is a certain probability of triggering [Resonance] in battle (temporarily sharing a skill or magic spell with the opponent)

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Hephaestus's fingers traced over the fluorescent blue runes that appeared on the parchment. A hint of surprise flashed in his single eye. He slowly raised his head and stared at the young man in front of him whose growth rate was abnormal. His tone was filled with a hint of ridicule and suspicion:

"Isn't the increase in your stats a bit outrageous? It's only been a month, and your stats are almost breaking through S-level? Tell the truth, are you secretly using some kind of cheat?"

Xing didn't change his expression when he saw her: "Xiao Kai."

"It's open once it's open."

Hephaestus snorted softly and rolled up the updated parchment. "Tell me, where are you going this time?"

Hephaestus knew this guy too well. Every time he came to update his status, he was sure to be going to the dungeon to do something big.

Xingjian calmly adjusted his cuffs and said, "I've accepted a commission from the Dean Kate clan."

"Oh? What could that little girl Amid have...wait!"

Hephaestus suddenly realized, his eyes crimson, "Are you the one on the tree dragon subjugation mission? Are you crazy?!"

Before Xingjian could say anything, she slammed the table and stood up, the momentum of the forging goddess bursting out instantly, "That's a monster close to the level of the floor master!"

"I think it's feasible. And this time we have [Hayate] and [Sword Princess] with us."

Xingjian remained calm.

Hephaestus' expression froze instantly. He slowly sat back in his chair, the corners of his mouth rising uncontrollably.

"Interesting... You can actually get those two to be your bodyguards? I guess I don't need to send Chun along... After all, Aisi is much stronger than her."

Although both are LV5 first-level adventurers, Miss Chun's skills are more inclined towards forging, and her development ability also includes [Forging]. Her skill values ​​are obviously weaker than [Sword Princess] who is specifically designed to deal with monsters.

The Forge Goddess suddenly leaned closer and lowered her voice, "Seize this opportunity, boy. If you can take down all of these guys..."

"No." Xingjian interrupted her and showed a confident smile:

"Wait until they give in."

"what!?"

Hephaestus laughed loudly and clapped Hoshimi's shoulder vigorously.

"Good! You have courage! If you can really do it, our clan will surpass Ishtar and Ganesha in no time!"

As long as they surpass these two, the Hephaestus clan will be among the top three in the city in terms of comprehensive strength. The only one who needs to make a sacrifice is Xingjian.

To become a stud...

Cough cough cough.

When he walked out of the inner room, Hephaestus leader Chun was already waiting outside the door.

"Xingjian, I just heard that you accepted the mission of that Y-head from Amid?"

Xingjian nodded, and the female blacksmith handed over three carefully crafted magic swords without saying a word.

"Feng Yin, Bing Ya, Yan Xiao, bring them all! Even if you have those weird and wonderful props, these are still the most reliable in critical moments!"

Miss Tsubaki rubbed Hoshimi's hair vigorously and laughed heartily:

"Okay, thank you, Sister Tsubaki."

"Why are you being so polite to me?"

Chun laughed and suddenly gave Xingjian a bear hug, pressing her face into her plump chest.

"Remember! I will always be your big sister!"

When Xingjian finally broke free from the "Facial Cleanser" attack, all the blacksmiths in the workshop burst into good-natured laughter.

Xingjian straightened his ruffled collar and saluted everyone solemnly: "Thank you for the care of Hephaestus's family."

Orario was brightly lit under the night sky. Xingjian looked at the towering Tower of Babel in the distance with a smile on his face.

Tomorrow, the hunt begins.

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The morning light penetrated the mist, gilding the streets of Orario with a soft, pale golden hue.

Hoshimi and Ryu stood in front of the [Hostes of Abundance] tavern and waited patiently.

A familiar figure came from the street. In addition to the blonde Sword Princess Aisi Warrens, there was also a slightly nervous elf girl following behind her.

Lefiya Viridis was wearing a light green robe today, her long, mountain-colored hair tied into a ponytail at the back of her head. Her hair swayed slightly as she moved, and her fingers unconsciously twisted together, revealing her inner uneasiness.

"Good morning, Ais." Xingjian smiled and waved, his eyes then fell on the elf girl, "Lefiya is here too."

The elf girl took a deep breath, raised her head, and looked at Xingjian and Liu, her lake-blue eyes flashing with determination and a hint of timidity.

"Mr. Hoshimi... I want to go to the dungeon with you guys... I wonder if that's possible..."

The Yamabuki-iro spirit's voice gradually became quieter and quieter, until it was almost a whisper.

Xingjian blinked, then smiled brightly: "Of course, no problem! It's more fun when there are more people. We've teamed up so many times."

Basically, every time Hoshimi goes to the dungeon, she either encounters a Yamabuki-colored elf or teams up with him...

Lefiya's shoulders visibly relaxed, a faint blush spreading across her cheeks. "Sorry to bother you... Thank you, Ms. Xingjian and Ms. Liu."

"It's okay, we are good friends!"

Xingjian imitated a hero's catchphrase, deliberately saying "ya" as "kouya" and making an exaggerated gesture.

The corners of Ais's mouth rose slightly, and Lefiya couldn't help laughing, and the tense atmosphere was swept away.

Just as the three were about to set off, Xingjian suddenly stopped and looked up at the Tower of Babel in the center of the city.

At a height that ordinary people couldn't see, he felt a pair of eyes staring at him.

Xingjian shook his head helplessly. This was the nth time...

This feeling is very strange. It is neither the discomfort of being watched nor the fear of being coveted, but a subtle feeling of being appreciated.

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At the highest point of the Tower of Babel, in a hall shrouded in eternal twilight, the goddess Freya leaned lazily on the obsidian throne.

Her long, silvery hair fell from the armrests, winding and flowing on the velvet floor.

The silver-haired goddess' fingertips gently traced the crystal ball floating in front of her, and the ball clearly reflected four figures walking away on the street below.

"what……"

A sigh echoed through the silent hall. Freya's violet eyes shone with a hazy shimmer, and deep within her pupils reflected a soulful radiance invisible to ordinary people.

"No matter how many times I see it...it's still so breathtakingly beautiful..."

The boar warrior Ota stood beside the throne as still as a mountain, his bronze skin gleaming with metallic luster under the magic lamp. His dark brown eyes followed the trajectory of the goddess's fingertips, finally settling on the black-haired boy and the green-haired elf in the crystal.

Freya suddenly stood up, and her dress with flame patterns poured down like lava. She pressed her face close to the crystal almost frantically, and her breath condensed into frost on the cold surface of the sphere.

"Look, Ota..."

The silver-haired goddess' voice trembled with rhythm. "[Gale]'s soul remains as pure as ever... like the first snowflake of early winter falling on a sword blade, cold, sharp, yet incredibly fragile..."

When her gaze turned to Hoshimi, the goddess suddenly shuddered violently.

The jewel-studded nails dug deep into the throne's armrests, leaving spider-web-like cracks in the expensive obsidian.

"This light... a blue-white background with golden light flowing... It's not candlelight... It's not a star... This is... This is resonating with beings from a higher dimension!"

Freya's voice was distorted by excitement.

The [Eye of True Vision] of the Goddess of Beauty can see through the essence of all souls.

This ability violates the prohibitions of the divine realm, but it is tacitly allowed because it is innate.

For thousands of years, the Goddess of Beauty has transported the souls of countless heroes to the collection room of heaven, nailing them in the eternal crystal walls like children collecting butterfly specimens.

But at this moment——

"Aha……"

Freya suddenly clamped her legs together, and the rustling sound of fabric rubbing against each other could be heard from under her silk dress. Her cheeks flushed unnaturally, and a sweet gasp escaped from her throat. The burning sensation in her lower abdomen forced her to bite the joint of her index finger, and her pearly teeth left a bleeding crescent mark on her skin.

Not yet...

It would be a waste to pick them now...

The goddess forced herself to lean back, letting her silver hair fall like a waterfall. Her lavender eyes stared at the figure in the crystal gradually disappearing at the entrance of the maze, and her tongue slowly licked her fingers.

The air in the hall suddenly became sticky, as if invisible threads were weaving an invisible web.

Ota never took his eyes off the crystal.

The only Level 7 warrior in Orario was now staring at the black-haired boy who could make the goddess lose her composure, and the pure white soul beside him that was always coveted by the goddess.

"Let them shine a little longer..."

Freya's voice suddenly regained its elegance, but the dark currents in her eyes revealed the truth.

"Wait until the brightest moment... and then dye it with my color~"

The last frame freezes at the moment when Xingjian looks back at the Tower of Babel. The golden light flashing in the boy's black pupils and the burning desire in the goddess' eyes form an eerie resonance in a certain dimension.

Chapter 89: Haruhime, the cute fox

Stepping into the dungeon, Lefiya took a deep breath, and her mountain-colored ponytail swayed gently as she raised her head.

"Um... leave the support duties to me."

Lefiya looked at the leather backpack that Xingjian was carrying, which must be filled with heavy collecting tools and spare potions, so she took the initiative to speak.

Xingjian frowned and said calmly, "According to common sense, I, the lowest-ranked member of the team, should be the supporter, right?"

"No, it's okay!"

Lefiya waved her hands hastily, her lake-blue eyes gleaming with determination as she said:

"I asked for it. This opportunity to work with Miss Ais, Miss Liu, and Mr. Hoshimi is so rare..."

The elf girl's voice gradually became softer, and her fingers unconsciously curled the ends of her hair.

In fact, she still had something to say in her heart——

When she heard yesterday that Ai Si was going to team up with Xing Jian, she couldn't sleep.

Having just reached Lv. 3, she needed actual combat to adapt to her new level of strength, and there was no safer way to train than with these two reliable companions.

"Okay then." Xingjian shrugged, took off his backpack and handed it over.