Hephaestus gazed quietly at the magic sword on her desk, lost in thought.
Across from her, Tsubaki stood with arms crossed, frowning, equally absorbed.
After a long pause, they slowly returned to reality.
"How enigmatic is Orsted?" Hephaestus murmured, rubbing her forehead with a helpless sigh.
"He crafts magic items, grimoires, and now forges magic swords."
"That's three Developnt Abilities—yet he's only Level 2."
Crafting magic items requires the Mystery.
Creating grimoires demands Mystery and Mage.
Forging weapons needs no specific developnt ability, but forging magic swords requires Blacksmith.
Orsted's creation of a magic sword confird he possessed Blacksmith.
Acquiring three Developnt Abilities typically requires reaching at least Level 4, as adventurers can select one per rank up.
Orsted's feat at Level 2 was extraordinary.
"Could he have a special bloodline, like the Crozzo family?" Tsubaki suggested, rubbing her forehead.
She and Hephaestus had just escorted Orsted and Hestia to an empty forge, where they witnessed Orsted craft a high-tier magic sword—the very weapon now on the desk.
"No way. Orsted's a proper elf," Hephaestus said, dismissing the idea.
His pointed ears and elven features were unmistakable to anyone with eyes.
Tsubaki, stumped by Orsted's prowess, chuckled awkwardly.
"Haha, yeah, that was a silly guess."
"Lady Hestia's incredibly lucky," she added, her tone turning wistful.
"To find soone like Orsted."
"Indeed," Hephaestus agreed, nodding.
"I can't help but envy her."
An adventurer who rose to Level 2 in re weeks, having three Developnt Abilities after a single rank up—such talent was staggering.
Even the Hephaestus Familia, a renowned forging familia, coveted soone like Orsted.
"Hey, Hephaestus, can I get first dibs on that grimoire you traded for with the Hestia Familia?" Tsubaki asked, grinning.
"Isn't that obvious?" Hephaestus replied, giving her a flat look.
"You're the captain. Leaders get priority on treasures like that."
What was the point of leadership without perks?
Responsibility alone wasn't enough.
"Heh, just checking," Tsubaki said, flashing her bright grin.
Her face narrowed thoughtfully.
"Orsted's forging skills are top-notch. I need to talk shop with him more."
"Between his magic items and magic swords, I bet he could shave years off my research."
"A few chats, and I might crack my next breakthrough."
"I'm all for it," Hephaestus said, "but Orsted's likely too busy."
The Hestia Familia was still growing.
Orsted wouldn't have ti to spare for research discussions, no matter how friendly their Familias were.
Adventuring would take precedence.
"Yeah, you're right," Tsubaki admitted, her enthusiasm dimming as she rubbed her forehead.
"Still, I'll find a way."
"Speaking of which, I didn't expect Orsted to forge a magic sword," Hephaestus said, shifting topics.
"Elves usually despise them."
Magic swords—prone to breaking after use—are seen as impure by elves, who value purity and permanence.
"He's not your typical elf," Tsubaki said with a faint smile.
"Most elves are standoffish, avoiding physical contact."
"But Orsted? I slung my arm around him, and he didn't flinch."
Hephaestus fell silent, pondering the anomaly.
anwhile, at the Hestia Familia's residence…
"La la la, magic sword, magic sword, Orsted can forge a magic sword!" Hestia sang, twirling a feather duster as she cleaned the living room.
"La la la, magic items, grimoires, magic sword—a glorious tomorrow awaits!"
Her off-key notes echoed.
Thankfully, Orsted wasn't there to wince.
Why use a feather duster?
Hestia was simply in high spirits.
Orsted, anwhile, was in his workshop.
He stared at the system panel, deep in thought.
"My earlier guess is proving true," he murmured.
"The system's shaping into an all-round adventurer."
With a thought, light flashed in his hand, and a magnificent sword appeared.
Excalibur Proto.
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