New familia

New familia

It was frankly kind of sad how little variation there was in adventurers in this world from my understanding. Most walked a path that was nearly identical to that of someone who came before them. Train, delve, relax, level up, repeat, it was this same monotonous pattern over an over again for the vast majority of adventurers who weren't crafters. The problem was that it simply stopped working at a certain point and you needed something to keep the adrenaline coming. I had used my time with the Artemis familia to understand that following someone elses path simply didn't go anywhere.-

No one else seemed to understand this however if what I understood from the girls of the familia was anything to go by. Despite nearly two decades having gone by since the fall of the Hera and Zeus familias the highest any adventurer had gotten was level seven. In comparison the Zeus and Hera familias even had level eight and nines in them while level sevens weren't uncommon apparently. It wasn't a matter of age either as those same level nine and eights had been only forty or so from what I gathered by asking around.-

They had also apparently held these levels for a few years as well so I would guess they were at most thirty five or so when they reached them. In comparison Ottar had been level seven for seven years now and was thirty two. The information I got on him was mixed though as some thought he was purposefully preventing himself from leveling up to eight for some reason while others thought that was his limit. If the former was true then I truly wished to know what it was he was waiting for. If the later was true however I had a hard time not considering him rather pitiable.-

Anyways I spent the night at the inn and slept like a brick the moment I touched the bed after cleaning myself with a bucket of hot water, bar of soap and a clean rag. Showers were apparently only for those with a lot of money since the ones in this world ran off of magic stones. Apparently fucking everything ran off magic stones collected from the dungeon. It was nice to know that I could make a living by delving at least. Perhaps not a great one until I got stronger but enough to survive at least.-

"Want to go check in with the guild to see if they have gotten ahold of your soon to be goddess?" Ariande asked over breakfast of oats with fruit.

I nodded "I'll probably make a habit of that until you guys head out again and spend the rest of my day trying to learn as much as I can about the dungeon to prepare." I said honestly.

She smiled widely and rushed over but almost tripped in her excitement so I had to catch her.

"Easy there! I'm not going to vanish I promise." I said with a chuckle as I hoisted her to her feet.

"How embarrassing, I got a little ahead of myself there. My name is Hestia!" the small goddess introduced her self eagerly holding her hand out.

"Alexander Drake, Looking forward to working with you!" I said shaking her hand with a smile.

That was pretty much how I ended up with my goddess from that point onwards. The guild registered me as being in the Hestia familia and assigned Rose as my adviser though she was very unhappy with it. Ariande congratulated me on joining a familia and lead me and Hestia back to the inn where Hestia and Artemis hit it off immediately as old friends from heaven. There was a bit of a celebration that the familia hosted in mine and Hestia's honor since we were both broke as hell.

At the end of which they revealed that as a gift they had gotten me my weapon based on my designs and a pair of leather gloves in secret to surprise me. Honestly they were great friends to have and I thanked them a whole bunch with a huge smile for the rest of the party until it was time to head to my new home that Hestia had. Apparently I underestimated exactly how bad the financial situation was as the "home" in question was an abandoned and in heavy disrepair church at the base of the wall also known as the "forgotten area".