Orsted would not tell Hestia about his tenfold skill, as it was related to the system.
"Let's go out and eat," Orsted said to Hestia after putting on his clothes.
"Uh-huh, let's go."
"By the way, Orsted, how much Valis did you earn today?" Hestia finished the dessert in her hand in a few bites, then stood up and asked.
"One hundred thousand Valis. I'll give you one hundred thousand later," Orsted replied calmly.
This was the tacit understanding between Orsted and Hestia.
Every ti Orsted returned from the Dungeon, he would give most of the Valis he exchanged at the Guild to Hestia, keeping about one-tenth for himself.
Hestia would save these Valis, and when there was enough, she would go to the Guild to buy a better villa as the residence of the Hestia Familia.
With a good residence, it would be easier for the Hestia Familia to recruit others.
After all, having a villa as a residence was sowhat impressive, and adventurers without a Familia would also consider joining Hestia's Familia.
"No, you don't have to give it to this ti."
"I'll give you another 200,000 Valis. You should replace your equipnt first," Hestia said, shaking her head and refusing his offer.
"Equipnts? That's fine," Orsted replied after a mont of thought.
The two walked side by side and left the abandoned church.
Or rather, Hestia held Orsted's arm with a smile as they left together.
Since Orsted was only fifteen years old and an elf with a slender figure, he was not very tall—about the sa height as Hestia, but slightly taller.
When Hestia held Orsted's arm like this, the two looked more like siblings than a goddess and her child.
Although Hestia sotis worried about Orsted's well-being, she had talked to him all night after he returned late on the first day.
After observing him, Hestia completely relaxed and was no longer overly concerned about Orsted's adventures.
As long as Orsted returned on ti and didn't have any serious injuries, Hestia wouldn't ask too many questions.
Seeing that Orsted's status had improved so much, Hestia didn't worry about him being reckless or stubborn.
After spending ti with Orsted, Hestia, like Eina, had a deep understanding of his character.
Orsted was soone who would not easily put his life in danger, which was why Hestia felt reassured about him.
The two walked quietly on the street without speaking.
Soon, they arrived at a tavern.
"The Hostess of Fertility?" Orsted frowned slightly as he looked at the tavern's sign.
He hadn't expected Hestia to bring him here.
He hadn't visited this place in the past few days.
It wasn't that Orsted disliked the tavern, but there were certain individuals here that made him cautious.
For one, there was Mia Grand, the owner of the tavern.
Although she had once been the captain of the Freya Familia, she had since resigned and had little contact with them now.
However, Orsted frowned because of another mber of the Freya Familia who frequented the tavern: Syr Flova, who could transform into Freya.
Although Syr was currently herself, if Orsted were seen by her, it would be the sa as being seen by Freya herself.
In that case, Freya might take an interest in him, just as she had with Bell Cranel in the ani.
While Orsted didn't think he would be treated the sa way as Bell, it was better to be safe than sorry.
For this reason, Orsted had been avoiding the Hostess of Fertility.
Just as he was about to suggest to Hestia that they go to another tavern, the enthusiastic catgirl Anya, who was standing at the door, pulled Hestia inside.
"Welco, guests! Please co in," Anya said cheerfully.
Seeing this, Orsted sighed slightly.
Since they were already being ushered in, he couldn't just pull Hestia out.
Doing so might offend Mia, the owner of the tavern.
With this in mind, Orsted felt a sense of helplessness.
"Please co in, sir," a calm voice said.
Another waiter, an elf with slender figure, Ryuu Lion, stood before Orsted with her hands clasped in front of her.
Orsted: "..."
"Why is she?," Orsted thought silently.
"Is sothing wrong, sir?" Ryuu asked, her gaze piercing.
"No, nothing," Orsted replied, shaking his head slightly before walking past her and entering the tavern.
"Welco! Please co this way," a warm voice greeted him from the counter.
A waitress with a short gray ponytail and a headscarf smiled at him.
Though her smile seed genuine, Orsted's keen perception noticed a subtle pause in her expression after she saw him.
He sighed inwardly.
"So, she already knows about ," Orsted thought.
This was Syr Flova, the poster girl of the Hostess of Fertility and the substitute for the goddess Freya.
With a blank expression, Orsted ignored Syr's welco and walked over to Hestia, sitting down at a small table against the wall.
"Orsted, don't you like it here?" Hestia asked, noticing the subtle shift in Orsted's mood despite his lack of expression.
Orsted didn't answer, but his silence was enough for Hestia to understand.
"Then we won't co here next ti," Hestia said.
"Excuse , is there anything about our establishnt that has made you dissatisfied?" a calm voice interrupted.
Ryuu had appeared at their table like an assassin.
Hestia: "..."
Orsted: "..."
To so extent, Hestia's earlier comnt could be seen as criticism of the Hostess of Fertility, and being caught by one of its waitresses was embarrassing.
Hestia laughed dryly, trying to mask her discomfort.
"Ah-ha-ha…"
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