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"What's wrong."
Looking at the petite god in front of him, Ron asked.
"What's the problem?"
"There is something wrong indeed...I can't seem to see you clearly."
Hestia had a conflicted look on her face.
This is a very strange thing.
No matter how childish she looks, she is essentially a god.
As a god, she didn't need a reason to roughly see the nature of every child in the underworld.
If she chat with him for a few more sentences, she can even almost understand the person's personality traits.
But this point did not work for Ron.
Not only can you not see through the other person, you can't even tell if the other person is lying during a conversation.
"You are not some old fellow who has restrained his divine power and is deliberately trying to play a trick on me."
"I'm not that bad."
Ron replied.
"It's really strange."
Rubbing her eyes in confusion, Hestia shifted her gaze to Tsubaki who was not far away.
No problem.
She could still see clearly the children of Hephaestus.
Why did it fail when it came to Ron?
"Hephaestus, can you see the child clearly?"
"If even you can't see clearly, then it's certainly impossible for me."
"Then it seems that this is not my problem."
Hestia looked at Ron with great interest.
"I didn't expect there was such an interesting kid like you."
"I've always heard that the underworld is full of unknowns, and now it seems to be true."
"Can you tell me why you want to join my clan?"
"The reason is very simple."
Glancing at Hephaestus not far away, Ron gave his reasons.
"I have secrets that I don't want to reveal."
"You should have realized this now."
"Compared to joining a large Familia, joining a Familia like yours with no one is more suitable for me to keep secrets."
"As for the problems that will be encountered when developing a Familia from scratch, in my opinion, they are not problems."
"I see. That doesn't sound like a lie."
Hestia tilted her head, but ultimately chose to trust her own intuition.
"Welcome to the Hestia Familia, Ron~!"
So Hestia raised her head, extended her hand to Ron, and smiled a bright smile.
...
Now that you have joined the clan, the next thing you need to do is to engrave God's grace.
but...
Looking at Ron who was fiddling with a mirror not far away, Hestia showed a curious look on her face.
"What are you doing?"
"Find an angle so that you can capture both of us when you grant me the grace of God."
"I can see that, but what's the point of doing this?"
"You'll understand in a moment."
After placing the small mirror he carried with him, Ron calmly took off his shirt and sat down on the chair.
"It's time to start."
"By the way, don't shout out loud when you see my abilities."
"This is the headquarters of Hephaestus's Familia. If the noise is too loud, it may lead to information leakage."
"Don't worry, I will definitely keep silent!"
Hestia patted her chest with a look that said, "You underestimate me."
Holding the steel needle left behind by Hephaestus when she left not long ago, Hestia stabbed her right hand.
Although it was her first time granting God's grace, Hestia's technique was not unfamiliar at all.
The blood of God slid from her fingertips and dripped onto Ron's back.
The next second, the blood merged into Ron's body, and a faint light bloomed on his back.
Through the reflection of the mirror, Ron clearly saw a pattern of fire slowly emerging behind him.
"Done, let me see what you are capable of."
Hestia lowered her head and examined the sacred words that appeared on Ron's body.
"Huh?!! This is…"
"Hestia."
"Ahem...don't worry, I won't shout out."
After receiving Ron's well-prepared reminder, Hestia came to her senses and picked up a piece of paper beside her, printed the attributes on it and converted it into the common language of the underworld.
[Name]:Ron
[Level]: LV1
[Ability Value]: Strength: I0 | Durability: I0 | Dexterity: I0 | Agility: I0 | Magic: I0 |
[Magic]: (empty column)
[Skill]:
『Heaven-Defying Talent』
Learn everything you see
『Sick Body』
Continuously weakening the body's vitality
·Continuously increasing the number of diseases in the body
『Life Continues』
The body has strong resistance to viruses
The fact that sustained damage cannot cause physical death
『Breath Hidden』
Ability to conceal all of one's own aura at will.
『Swordsman』
When attacking with a long sword, the damage is increased
...
It turns out to be like this.
Looking at the five skills on the paper, a look of understanding flashed in Ron's eyes.
This was the main reason why he specifically warned Hestia not to shout out after seeing his abilities.
This world is a world where gods exist. Basically, in every slightly larger place, there are adventurers with a certain level of combat power.
Although the journey was only three months, he still saw a lot on the way to Orario.
Among them are adventurers who wield weapons and fight monsters head-on.
There are ninjas who perform guard duties and hide in the dark to eliminate the enemy.
There is also a swordsman who is old and physically disabled but has mastered exquisite swordsmanship.
After seeing these people in action, Ron naturally learned all the skills they mastered.
What's even more terrifying is that after witnessing many battles, Ron even took a few seconds in his spare time to integrate the skills he had learned.
In other words, in terms of swordsmanship and concealing aura, he has even surpassed those original owners.
It was for this reason that Ron had anticipated this outcome and spoke up to warn Hestia before she granted him the grace of God.
"Your reaction is not what I expected."
Putting down the paper in his hand, Ron looked at Hestia who was silent beside him.
"Why do I feel like you're feeling a little depressed?"
"Shouldn't you be happy to see your followers are so powerful?"
"Normally that's true, but..."
Looking at Ron, whose expression did not change at all after reading the attributes, Hestia replied with a frown.
"Ron, do you really understand what your skill called 'Sick Body' means?"
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