New friend

Name:Danmachi- Hell's Forge Author:
New friend

The goddess thanked me for my actions before leaving to grieve more privately and I just watched her go.

"Wipe that look off your face lad! You've done what was good and proper and should be proud of it!" A gruff voice said as I felt a heavy hand pat me on the back.

Looking at the source of the voice I found a dark skinned dwarf man with heavy armor and a wide toothy grin.

"Hroldar, Ogun familia!" the dwarf introduced himself while holding out a hand.

"Alexander Drake, Hestia familia but I go by Alex." I said shaking the hand.

It was rough and calloused but Hroldar clearly held back his strength since the shake was firm but not harsh.

"Well met Alex! It is good to find that this city has upcoming adventurers who've got their heart in the right place. Nothing wrong with a bit of glory or wealth but those should always come after what is right." Hroldar said with a smile.

"How'd you know I was an upcoming adventurer?" I asked curiously.

"Your gear lad, no offense but it's sorely lacking for anything other than the first few floors. Not to mention how you acted with that goddess there, a vet would be calmer. It's a sad thing to come across but anyone's whos been at this long enough has been in the same spot once or twice. Now lets get you to the guild to turn in your loot, good deeds rarely keep the belly filled by themselves aye?" he said with a smile and we headed over to the guild.

"Not today I'm afraid, gotta save up you see. I just came to drop off the container for the meal you made me is all. A bit of advice from someone's whos had to learn how to cook before, taste the food you are cooking before and after adding salt or seasonings. It'll help you determine if you need more or it's just fine as is." I said while handing over the lunch container with a smile.

Syr seemed to deflate when I said I wasn't going to stay but paid close attention to the advice I gave her and told me she'd remember it for the future.

"Shame you'll not be staying Alex, would've loved to share a pint as we got to chattin." Hroldar said with a grin before wishing me well and heading into the restaurant himself.

I on the other hand went to the Blue pharmacy to drop off my empty vials and replace the potions for tomorrow and my practice at the church. Once I got back to the church I wasted no time at all grabbing one of my undetailed figurines and began to shape it and form the fine stuff. This one was a Pallum based fairy with long smooth hair and dragonfly wings holding a pair of small curved blades in an attacking pose.-

The wings were the trickiest part as a dragonflies wings have a lot of small details to them. I was getting good at this process and was quickly starting to become more efficient with my energy usage as I worked. Surprisingly I only needed a single potion to complete the figurine this time and even had a little cursed energy to spare. The potions were getting less and less effective however as my reserve grew to match my magic stat at every moment in a slow but continuous process.-

If the growth followed the same speed as my previous updates the growth would reach my current status in another three days or so. Still I had another potion set aside for practice and waited for my reserve to refill before downing the potion and working on refining the sword I got from the variant as the material was surprisingly hard to refine. So far I had gotten the rust off of it and had barely improved the blades hardness and durability. Don't get me wrong though the blade put any steel weapon in this city to shame by quite a lot.-

I was tempted to transform the thing into my own weapon type or at least fuse the metal into my weapon but that felt wasteful to me for some reason. I couldn't even begin to tell you why but it was just a gut feeling I had and I tended to listen to those. So here I was instead making the already good blade even more exceptional by burning through my cursed energy like rocket fuel. The design of the sword wasn't anything special but a single glance at the thing was enough to tell anyone that it was far beyond normal blades.-

'I wonder if I could add a cursed attribute to the thing and turn it into a cursed tool?' I had this sudden thought and it consumed my mind.

'What makes a cursed tool a cursed tool? Is it just the ability to house cursed energy on it's own or does it need a technique or restriction carved into it?' I pondered seriously as I closed my eyes and let my cursed energy flow along the blade and try to penetrate it.