Hearing those two words, everyone's eyes instantly lit up.
"What is it? What is it?!"
Hanasaka Warabi was the first to jump up, her face full of curiosity.
"Secret."
"If I tell you, it won't be a surprise anymore."
"In short, look forward to it!"
..."As for you."
Heimer turned his head to look at Hestia, who was sprawled on the sofa.
"Heimer... so full..."
Hestia, who had been fighting the fiercest for milk at the dining table just now, was now sprawled on the sofa.
She was sunk deep into the soft cushions, staring blankly at the ceiling, her iconic twin pigtails dangling from one arm.
One hand was stroking her slightly bulging little belly, while the other hand was waving in mid-air.
"So full..."
"I can't move anymore..."
"Heimer, I think I've been sealed."
"Is this some kind of high-level barrier magic?"
Heimer walked over and looked down at this 'goddess' who was acting like a salted fish.
"I think this is just because you ate too much."
"Since you're full, get up and walk around a bit."
"No way."
Hestia flipped over directly, burying her entire face into the soft bolster, her voice muffled with a tone of willful refusal.
"This place is paradise... I'm not going out..."
"I have merged with the sofa now."
"Heimer, go busy yourself, don't mind me, just let me quietly decay here..."
"Besides, the sun outside is so bright... I don't have anything to do..."
"Nothing to do?"
Heimer raised an eyebrow.
"..."
Sensing the subtle change in Heimer's tone, Hestia, buried in the bolster, visibly stiffened.
Then, she decisively started playing dead.
However, Heimer had no intention of letting Hestia off, and directly reached out, unceremoniously grabbing the collar of her neck and pulling hard.
...
Thus, the morning in Orario was always full of vitality.
Sunlight streamed through the shadow of the massive Babel, casting light onto the stone-paved streets.
The air was filled with the aroma of freshly baked bread, the metallic clanging from the blacksmith's shop, and the unique smell of Adventurers, a mixture of sweat and leather.
The path leading to the Guild Headquarters was one of the most densely populated areas for Adventurers.
Heimer walked in front.
Hestia followed behind, pouting the entire way, her face clearly showing displeasure, clutching her twin pigtails with both hands.
However, as the two gradually moved deeper into the crowded area, some voices seemed to grow wings and continuously drilled into their ears.
"Did you hear?"
In front of a roadside stall, several people dressed as Adventurers were gathered, discussing something in low voices.
"That Heimer Familia that was established caused another huge commotion yesterday."
"Nonsense, who doesn't know that?"
"Nonsense! It's been spreading like crazy already!"
"A group of newcomers, all women... No, who can call them newcomers now?!"
"That black-haired one... what was her name again?!"
"Someone saw it with their own eyes!"
"Right at the junction between the 12th and 13th floors!"
"That black-haired one didn't even have a weapon! She used her bare hands!"
"Under a direct blast of flame from a Hellhound, she endured the fire and tore it to shreds alive!"
"Torn in half kind of way!"
"I don't think they're newcomers; they're practically monsters wearing human skin."
"I wonder where that Lord Heimer found so many freaks; it's completely unreasonable."
"And maybe, the record for the fastest level-up held by the Sword Princess Ais Wallenstein of the Loki Familia will be broken within half a year."
"Speaking of which, what do you think Lady Loki will think when she hears about this?"
"What do I think? I saw her linking arms with that Lord Heimer yesterday; the two Gods are old acquaintances in the Heavens."
"So, with such a monstrous Familia suddenly appearing in Orario, and that Lord Heimer being so close to Lady Loki... what will the Freya Familia, one of Orario's two strongest Familias, think?"
"I don't know... but Orario... it's probably going to turn upside down..."
The discussions rose and fell one after another.
This was the nascent form of a Hero's Legend.
It is also the breeding ground for creating gods.
But whether it is fear or reverence,
As long as it can make people remember, it is a skill in itself.
Heimer listened to these discussions, his face expressionless, as if all of this was within his expectations, or perhaps he simply didn't care.
However.
He did notice the person beside him.
Hestia, who was originally full of resentment and dragging her feet, suddenly underwent a magical change.
The previous dissatisfaction vanished, and she suddenly held her head high and puffed out her chest, looking exactly like a rooster that had won a fight.
"What's wrong with you?"
Heimer glanced at her with some amusement.
"Maa~!"
Hestia let out a triumphant snort, and the smile she couldn't suppress completely exposed her mood.
"Even though they are Heimer's children,"
"I am still considered half a main deity living under the same roof as you now."
"This is something to be proud of!"
Saying that,
Hestia puffed out her already impressive chest, a look of shared pride blooming on her face.
Even though those battle achievements had nothing to do with her whatsoever.
But this clearly didn't stop her from claiming them entirely.
...
Finally,
The two talked all the way,
And arrived at their destination for this trip.
The Guild Headquarters — — The Pantheon.
This magnificent white marble building, no matter how many times one looked at it, gave people a feeling of solemnity.
"Speaking of which, Heimer, why are we two here?"
Only when they stood on the street in front of the entrance, looking up at the building that exuded an invisible sense of pressure, did Hestia seem to suddenly realize it, and she couldn't help but ask curiously.
"Just updating the Adventurer Level information for Kirukiru and the others."
With that said,
Heimer strode directly into the Guild Hall.
Immediately after,
When Hestia reacted, a shriek, bordering on cracking, erupted.
"Update—??!!!!"
...
At this point,
As Heimer stepped into the Guild Hall,
The previously noisy Guild Hall experienced an extremely brief pause.
Especially the casual atmosphere, which became noticeably strange.
"Is that..."
"Heimer..."
"The Main Deity of that Monster Familia..."
...
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