Sorry for the delay, I will post the bonuses with tomorrows daily chapter and an extra chapter with them *^
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After all, the Hero had grown with her help.
This was the best reward for her as the Saintess.
However, this simple and happy time didn't last too long.
As the Hero's power grew stronger and stronger.
Gradually, Freya found that those little thoughts she put in the jars were no longer liked by the Her
The Hero began to complain.
"Only this much money?"
"There's nothing but junk inside."
"Give me some good stuff."
"Apples again? My backpack is already full. Throw them away."
The carefully arranged cans no longer held any appeal for the Hero.
She quietly picked up the items the Hero had called "junk" and tossed on the ground, carefully storing them away.
Looking at the mud-stained apples, Freya felt a bit aggrieved, but still walked to the small stream, cleaned them with clear water, and silently nibbled on them as her dinner.
Yes, as the Hero's demands for the items in the cans grew higher, the time and energy she had to invest also increased.
Sometimes she would even skip meals, just to find tastier and rarer fruits, better bandages, and higher-quality whetstones for the Hero.
Finally.
It seemed that her constant efforts had finally paid off. On this day, the Hero actually took the initiative to find her.
Although Freya was extremely excited inside, she didn't dare show it too much, afraid of being disliked by the Hero again.
Fortunately, the Hero didn't seem to mind her nervous state and only expressed his willingness to continue the journey with her to the next destination.
She couldn't be happier.
She thought her relationship with the Hero had finally improved.
Along the way, she talked a lot with the Hero, who seemed to enjoy chatting with her as well.
However, only Reji himself knew the real situation.
After all, without a formally registered commission document and no reward, and judging from the villager's description of the number of monsters, there were at least a dozen of them, possibly even elite leaders. The danger level was so high that it could cost them their lives.
Anyone who accepted it would be a fool, an idiot.
But...
There was indeed one fool who accepted it.
The people at the Adventurers' Guild were still laughing about it over drinks, mocking that reckless youngster who didn't even have proper equipment or a horse, yet still wanted to help others. Wasn't he just going to his death? By the time he arrived, the village would probably all be dead.
Hearing the adventurers' jeers and mockery, Freya's eyes suddenly lit up. When she immediately set out to find that villager and confirmed his appearance, it turned out that the fool was indeed the Hero.
Her Hero.
The carriage robbery earlier must have been out of necessity to save the village under monster attack.
Following that, Freya became worried. Would the Hero be in danger? Could he handle it alone? She... she had to hurry and provide support!
When Freya rushed over anxiously to provide support, she found that the battle had long ended. The ground outside the village was littered with monster corpses, and there were even two high-level elite leaders.
Under the night sky, the villagers who had escaped death surrounded the Lord Hero, thanking and expressing their gratitude, while the Hero didn't seem to mind their meager rewards and was chatting with them in a very friendly manner.
At that moment, Freya seemed to truly understand the Hero a bit.
He was a Hero who loved money, had a collecting obsession, and would rather smash cans every day for a few silver coins, loving to take advantage of small benefits.
But he was also a Hero who was willing to lend a helping hand, no matter how lowly the other party's status was, even if there was no reward, and do all kinds of dirty and hard work.
Such a Hero...
She...
liked him.
Freya also wanted to join in the celebration with the Lord Hero and the villagers, but unfortunately, the Saintess ultimately left quietly because she knew the Hero didn't like talking to her.
Freya noticed that the Hero still had many wounds on his body, some of which could cause big trouble if not treated in time.
She couldn't go over to heal the Hero, so she could only use the power of the Radiant Saintess again to obtain a bottle of Holy Healing Potion from the temple as a supplement.
She also couldn't give it directly to the Hero, but that was fine. Freya quickly returned to the city, found the villager who had initially issued the commission to the Hero, and then handed the precious Holy Healing Potion to the villager, asking him to give it to the Hero as a commission reward.
Later, the Hero indeed returned. Upon seeing the unexpected surprise reward of the Holy Healing Potion, his excited and happy appearance made Freya, who was hiding behind the scenes, feel that everything was worth it.
But...
Fate always plays tricks on people.
Her frequent use of the Radiant Saintess identity, coupled with the Hero's increasing activity, finally aroused the displeasure of the Temple.
So on that day, several Temple Elders forcibly summoned Freya back together.