Back at the Far East Inn.
Haruhime on the floor was sound asleep.
And beside her.
"You better be ready!"
Aisha lunged forward.
...
Huh? Where's my ten-thousand-word chapter? I can't find it?
Never mind, so many words are too expensive, I won't waste everyone's money~
Let's just use an outline, and you can all try to comprehend it?
Gold and violet intertwined.
Glows intermingled and shone brightly.
They whispered, they confessed, they melted into one mass.
The violet light was so dazzling.
It covered the gold, eager to brand its mark on this fertile ground that didn't belong to it.
Because it knew that this good night might be the only one.
However, the golden light would never dim.
Regardless of the storm, its presence remained unshakable.
Even when the patch of violet light poured out everything, it only made the gold flicker slightly.
Gradually, the violet lost its direction.
It thought it would never be lost, yet it was trapped within this gold.
Until the very end, it completely sank into that deep profundity.
And the gold, which symbolized the fertile ground, finally revealed its true form.
It was the incarnation of Taurus.
The star-light that would never be extinguished was stained with violet.
They intertwined.
Until that good night passed.
...
The next day, with the sun high in the sky.
"Aisha-nee-san..."
"Aisha-nee-san?"
Aisha awoke in a warm embrace.
She opened her hazy eyes, and what she saw was Haruhime's concerned face.
"Ah, it's you..."
The unusually tired Amazon tried to sit up, but her depleted body couldn't move at all.
!!!
This never-before-felt sensation instantly cleared Aisha's head!
That man!!
She noticed her own abnormality.
And remembered the chaos.
"Master Eugene said you weren't feeling well and asked me to take good care of you."
Haruhime didn't notice anything amiss.
When she woke up, she was lying in Eugene's arms.
And Aisha was sound asleep in the room next door.
For some reason, the windows of that room were all wide open, and incense was burning.
The floor... was damp?
And Eugene had left with a mysterious, wicked smile, swaggering away.
"Bastard! Bastard!"
Aisha curled up, her body trembling.
No wonder Lena couldn't leave him!
It wasn't a battle of passion; it was utter crushing defeat!
"Oh, right, Aisha-nee-san."
"Master Eugene specially prepared a gift for you."
Haruhime turned and retrieved a box from the cabinet.
Seeing that Aisha was struggling even to move, she helped open it.
"This!"
Lying in the box was none other than a Grimoire!
What was this? Showing off his wealth?
She tremblingly reached out and touched the cover, but found a card tucked inside the book.
She tried to pull it out, but the card was tightly sealed.
So, she carefully flipped open the pages and took it out.
Aisha focused her gaze, her pupils slightly shrinking, unable to decide how to react.
It read:
Congratulations! This book has been opened and cannot be returned!
Just like our destinies are now linked
Whether to compensate for its value
Or to respond to this sentiment
I ask the beautiful, elegant, strong, and independent Miss Aisha Belka
to grant the countless good nights from now on to the man who is willing to spend them with you!
"Pfft."
After a long while, Aisha laughed.
This guy, he has so many tricks.
She had to admit, he was exceptionally good at seducing women.
"You said it yourself, then."
She picked up the Grimoire, holding it up to the bright light, a soft smile curving her lips.
"From now on, countless good nights."
...
On the other side, in the hospital of the Dian Cecht Familia.
"Bell-kun! Bell-kun!"
Hestia, the small Goddess with twin tails, a white dress, and blue ribbons circling her ample chest, was crying loudly as she knelt by the bedside.
"Goddess... I'm, I'm much better..."
Bell, who had woken up, was still weak.
His lips were pale, and his still-youthful face twitched occasionally.
In front of the weeping Goddess, he desperately tried to hold back his inner pain.
He failed.
His adventure in the Dungeon had completely failed.
He fled from the Minotaur.
He was powerless against Bete's mockery.
And against that powerful Monster, he didn't even have the courage to move.
The opponent's roar alone had left him near death.
If not for someone's kind rescue, he would have died alone in the dark.
"Goddess..."
The boy's voice choked. Large tears streamed down his bloodless face, one after another.
"I'm really, really scared..."
"I really don't want to die..."
"The Dungeon... it's not good at all..."
"The adventurers and the Monsters are all terrifying..."
After all, he was just a fourteen-year-old boy.
Before coming to Orario, he had lived in the countryside, leading a calm and simple pastoral life.
The biggest shock he had ever experienced was only the unexpected death of his grandfather (Zeus was hiding). A young man who yearned for the legendary heroes, he came to the Labyrinth City with enthusiasm.
But he was not mentally prepared to face true horror.
He was terrified.
Although he was ashamed to admit it, it was the truth.
The malice from the Dungeon had brutally violated the boy's mind.
A massive shadow hung over his heart, preventing him from contemplating ever setting foot there again.
"Bell-kun..."
Hestia looked at her sole Familia member with a loving heart.
She had once seen burning passion and a bright future in this boy.
But now, that passion was gone, and the light had faded due to this accident.
She stroked Bell's hair, wiping away his tears, and spoke gently: "It's okay. There's more than one way to live in the world."
"Even heroes aren't just one type, you know?"
The Hephaestus Familia provided reliable gear for countless people.
The Goibniu Familia built large, sturdy structures for Orario.
The delicious produce from the Demeter Familia brought true satisfaction.
The big fish caught by the Njörð Familia were always snatched up quickly.
"As the saying goes, there are masters in every trade."
"Let's recover quietly, we have a long life ahead of us!"
The young Goddess's smile illuminated Bell's wounded heart.
He swallowed the bitterness and nodded.
If it weren't for the one-million-Valis medical bill, he would feel much, much better.
Just then, a hoarse roar came from the room next door.
"That bastard!!! Aaaahhhh!!!"
"I must! I must shred him into a million pieces!!!"
The familiar voice made Bell's eyes widen.
Is that the werewolf? Is he hospitalized, too?
Right, the powerful Monster had defeated him in just one exchange.
If he hadn't heard this powerful, resonant voice, Bell would have been certain the man hadn't survived.
"Be quiet!"
"Your bones have just been set. If you move around, they'll break again!"
Amid angrily watched Bete, who was tied up on the bed and raging helplessly.
She was initially surprised when a Level 5 was brought in with such severe injuries.
But after spending the last two days with him, she felt that it was perfectly normal for a foul-mouthed, arrogant person like Bete to get beaten.
"If I could, I'd really wish that strong person would punch him again, just to shut his mouth!"
With a sigh, Amid instructed the flustered nurses to increase supervision.
Lest Bete injure himself.
"Did that lad cause you any trouble?"
At that moment, Finn's figure appeared behind her.
As this top figure of Orario appeared, everyone, regardless of gender, stared at him.
It was the same old saying: no one could resist the charm of a man who looked like a boy but had the soul of a mature adult.
"Mr. Finn!" Seeing the "Brave," Amid couldn't help but smile.
"Perhaps due to Mr. Bete's personality, he's very unhappy about the reason for his injury."
"He just woke up a little while ago and is already clamoring to be discharged."
"Alas~ that fool." Finn heard Bete's roar through the door and his face filled with apology: "We've caused you trouble."
"I'll allocate more funds to support Dian Cecht's activities as compensation."
Their brief exchange was interrupted.
"Finn! It's you! I smell you!"
Bete's frantic voice came through, and Finn had no choice but to appear.
"You should show some restraint. This isn't our territory."
"Troubling other patients will affect the Familia's image."
"What the hell do I care about those extras!"
"Arrange for my discharge immediately! I'm going to the Dungeon!"
Facing the nearly berserk werewolf, Finn frowned, his tone stern:
"To the Dungeon, only to get beaten up like this again?"
"Or should I say, to be buried in the dirt and suffocated to death?"
"A loser should stop howling here!"
"Right now, you're just an extra, too!"
!!!!
Bete was struck as if by lightning. Finn's pervasive aura forced him to regain his composure.
Right. Heavily wounded, his current strength was less than one-tenth of his peak; he probably couldn't even defeat a Level 3.
What else was he but an extra?
He clenched his fists, his teeth grinding, and finally, he slumped back onto the bed in defeat.
"Losing is normal. Analyze the problem, and then make plans."
Finn walked over to the bed: "Alright, now tell me."
"What exactly happened during your battle?"
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