"Failed again..."
Seeing the new adventurer hurriedly running away after bowing to him, as if he had encountered some wild beast, even Hestia, who had always been energetic, couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.
Such days have been going on for a long time. She came down from heaven hundreds of years later than others, so she often encountered obstacles in recruiting family members.
After all, the newcomer period of adventurers is the time when they need the most guidance and care. Until now, Hestia, who still doesn't have any Familia, can't provide even the most basic equipment.
It can be said that it is really a favor at the beginning, and all the equipment depends on it.
Adventurers who cannot get any protection will naturally not invest in this hopeless family.
Therefore, after hitting a wall several times, Hestia simply settled down to live in the family of her friend Hephaestus, and this has been going on for several years.
It wasn't until her friend Loki gloated and mocked her as a beetle at the last party that Hephaestus finally couldn't bear the pointless attitude of her friend who just stayed in the house reading every day and didn't care about anything.
"Find a stable job, or find a dependent family, otherwise instead of wasting time in the lower realm, it is better to go back to the heaven."
Hephaestus issued an ultimatum in a rather tough manner.
Hestia could understand her friend's concern, and she didn't really want to be a lazy rice bug. She had been working hard these days, but after experiencing rejections again and again.
This goddess who is also quite popular in the heaven has to admit a sad fact. She may have been abandoned by the times.
Although the favors given by each god are the same and no one is stronger or weaker, the help that the dependents can provide is also very different depending on the nature of the god itself.
Even if he is just the main god of a small family, relying on his own expertise, he can always meet a group of like-minded people. Even if he cannot bring much help, there will be people who join him due to insufficient conditions or have repeatedly hit the wall to form a new force.
Although she didn't want to admit it, Hestia really didn't have any advantage in this regard.
If you are willing to cast a wide net, you may still encounter a few unlucky people, but Hestia has great self-esteem in this regard.
She is not like some gods who simply want to find a group of tool people to support themselves for food, drink and fun, and simply regard the people of the lower world as useful labor. Nor is she like some gods who recruit partners because of their own hobbies.
For Hestia, the Familia means new family members. They are all extremely precious existences. Of course, they must be chosen carefully. However, in front of the gaze of the gods, the people of the lower world with hidden strange thoughts have no way to hide. This kind of Strict screening once again made it more difficult for her to recruit people.
"Perhaps, compared to family members, it is more practical to find a job..."
Hestia walked on the road dejectedly, and touched her belly with the lights that began to slowly turn on around her. She found nothing again today, and she was embarrassed to go back to her friend's family frequently to ask for support.
Is there any goddess more useless than myself?
"Can I just go to Loki's banquet and eat more... I'm going to be teased by the poor god at the airport again."
Hestia sighed helplessly and ran quickly towards the address she had notified before.
Before the other gods arrive, go in first and order everything you can. After a big meal, find an opportunity to slip away from the banquet. It's all Loki's money anyway.
With the mentality of breaking the pot, Hestia trotted towards the invitation address.
——
"Lord God, are you here really early?"
"Well...it's just so-so, because today is not very busy. Loki will pay for it today."
A delicate and crisp voice came from the door. After getting the affirmative answer, the voice suddenly became louder, with a hint of dissatisfaction.
"In short, get the most expensive ones first!"
Roland, who was deep in thought, subconsciously raised his head when he heard such a simple declaration coming from the tavern door.
What appeared in his sight was an absolutely beautiful girl.
Her long, glossy black hair was tied into twin ponytails that hung down on both sides, reaching to her waist. Her chubby but cute face still had a childish feel to it. Judging from her appearance, she was probably just that. Less than fifteen years old.
But what is in stark contrast to this childish face is the girl's chest, which is the part that any woman can envy. It is soft and plump. The large white dress is paired with the wonderful blue ribbon that goes around the girl's breasts. Show moving people.
With a look that makes people feel pity, if he goes to work, he will definitely become an excellent mascot.
And Hestia, who was so popular that she took the initiative to walk towards the corner, after placing her order, as if she felt Roland's gaze, her clear blue eyes turned around and looked at Roland. .
"Eh?"
Perhaps because few people dared to look directly into the eyes of gods, Hestia couldn't help but feel dazed for a moment, slightly dazed by those magnificent gem-like pupils that seemed to attract the soul into them.
"Is that kid... a hero?"
By the time Hestia came to her senses, she was already sitting in her seat with food in front of her.
At this time, she also understood Roland's identity.
In less than half a day, the whole Orario became a sensation. He was snatched by the gods and signed a contract with the fairy.
As expected, Hestia was even more moved when she saw the close relationship between Esther and Roland. An unprecedented anxiety surged in her chest. She cared about the hero inexplicably.
But it wasn't because of his identity, but because she was very concerned about the possibility of the soul behind the pupils.
Incredible, wonderful, and hopeful. Although it was an intuition without evidence, Hestia, as the patron saint, for some reason, only saw a depth in the possible future of that child.
Hestia kept casting anxious glances at Roland, full of hope, as if she was hinting at something.
When recruiting other members of her family that she likes, she can be unyielding, but Roland's experience is too dazzling. To describe it as "raw jade" is an insult. To actively invite such people is like being tied up by the concept of family. With his future the same, Hestia couldn't take the initiative to do such a thing.
Therefore, she could only huddle in the corner anxiously, staring at Roland intently.
"Very good, it's in a urn."
Roland noticed Hestia. Although he had already made a choice about which family he should receive favor from, but not now. The reason why he made such a high-profile appearance was to keep the initiative in his own hands.
Whatever everyone wants, regardless of its nature, will become a trend. There is no simpler truth than this.
Even if the god is more relaxed, Roland still feels awkward. The family he chooses must be something he can control with one hand, whether it is a dispensable companion or a so-called god.
The corners of Roland's mouth slowly raised and he turned his head to look out the window. To create such a situation, tonight was essential.
"coming."
"Hey! Roland, we're here. Don't try to use other reasons tonight to excuse your decision about the family!"
The furious Loki took the lead and pushed open the door of the tavern. He didn't look like a goddess at all. Behind her was a group of noisy gods.
Expectation, eagerness, curiosity, all eyes were focused on Roland.
"That fairy is so cute. Whose child is he?"
"I don't know...but this hero is the most important thing. Even with the help of the fairy spirit, we may be able to defeat the swordswoman. Maybe we will achieve the achievements that the two Familia failed to achieve."
"Create a new hero by yourself? This is such an interesting idea!"
Although they all have overflowing divine light, when these gods gather together, they are not much better than the adventurers of the guild. The fun-seeking gods are even more vulgar than the Gilgamesh that Roland has seen. Even worse.
They can become completely active because of news about a new person, just to gain more.
"Brother, come and join the Demeter Familia! We are indispensable in the entire Orario's logistics, and we are missing a representative and strong person."
The first ones to invite were the goddesses of Yingyingyanyan. The blonde goddess who looked full of motherhood and was not inferior to Hestia in any way squeezed next to Roland and hugged his arm.
But before Demeter could take advantage of being on a first-come-first-served basis, more invitations came pouring in.
"No, the Apollo Familia is the most suitable for you! You will become my favorite child..."
"Shut up, pervert. If you come to my family, Hephaestus will provide you with equipment that is most suitable for a hero."
The red-haired goddess wearing an eye patch looked at the flashy male god with contempt. She did not make any fancy promises, but only expressed her support in the simplest words.
As the main god of the Familia who almost monopolizes the entire Orario high-quality equipment market, although she is not outstanding at dungeon strategy, her status cannot be underestimated.
“I am Ganesha!”
"And I!"
Loki also came to Roland again: "My promise remains unchanged. As long as you are willing to join the Loki family, I will do whatever they can give you."
It was the first time in Orario that a person without favors was being fought over by so many gods.
"Are you satisfied now?" Loki looked at Roland. "All the powerful Familia from Orario have come for you, so who are you going to choose? Or at least let us listen to your request for the Familia. Bar."
"yes……"
The gathered gods urged each other, letting the noise completely break the atmosphere of the tavern.
After understanding the virtues of the gods in this world, Roland looked around without surprise and remembered all the earnest faces in his heart.
"My request is simple,"
It was just a simple sentence, but it seemed to have magic power, making the noisy gods look over quietly like primary school students who discovered that the teacher had entered the class.
"The size, members, and abilities of the Familia I want to join are not important. Anyway, these things cannot surpass me. Therefore, I only hope that the main god of this Familia can cooperate with me."
His words were sincere and sincere, causing all the gods to express sighs.
Calling joining the Familia a cooperation is undoubtedly an attempt to take away part of the leadership from the gods. It seems serious, but in fact it doesn't matter at all. Many leaders of the Familia are not gods themselves.
Unexpectedly, the legendary hero was surprisingly easy to talk to. Looking at Roland, who was reserved and humble, without any trace of pride or complacency, the eyes of many gods became even more eager.
But only Loki showed a subtle expression.
She had brought up the matter of cooperation in the morning. Not only did she not make any demands on Roland, but she was generous enough to meet her needs, but she was still rejected. This in itself meant a lot.
"Roland, what do you mean by cooperation?"
"——It means obeying my orders. When I am a hero, this is what cooperation means."
Such arrogant words plunged the surroundings into deathly silence.
Many gods looked at Roland with strange eyes. Even if their divine power was sealed, the gods were still aloof.
They call the people in the lower world children. This name will not change depending on the size of their family or their own abilities, because this is an essential difference.
Delegating power to the dependents is also for the sake of watching the show. Even out of love, there are gods who combine with members of the dependents. However, this is seen more as a kind of companionship. After all, the life of a mortal is far different from that of the gods. .
But Roland was different, because he could see through the lies, and the gods knew that he was not joking.
He sincerely regards himself as an existence that is not inferior to the gods, or even higher, so he can confidently make such a request without feeling bluffing.
The scene that was so lively just now suddenly felt like falling into an ice cave. Most of the gods ceased their activities, and only a few gods like Loki showed thoughtful eyes.
Just as she was about to say something, she saw Roland's eyes leaving them and turning to the other side.
"And luckily, I've found it."
Roland walked out from the gods surrounding him, looked at Hestia who was standing in the corner, not daring to come over, looking like she wanted to talk but couldn't muster the courage, and looked very inferior, and showed a satisfied smile. .
"Goddess Hestia, are you willing to accept this condition, become my family, and make the Hestia family famous in Orario?"
"Huh? That little dwarf?"
Loki's thoughts changed, as if he was stimulated.
"Would you rather choose her than me? Do you know what the state of her family is?"
"I made this choice after knowing everything clearly."
Roland nodded slowly and smiled.
"After all, heroes also need a heroic stage."
I've read this chapter twice. I'm so fat and numb. Hestia is really fierce.
(End of chapter)
