Chapter 92 Familia

Eero took a shower and appeared inside the blacksmith shop, wearing black clothes and complete dark slim armor: chest and back guard plates, wrist and leg gauntlets, and shoes with metal plates, with two swords hanging on both sides of his waist.

The armor is designed in a way that it can be merged with his clothes and doesn't affect his body shape, but instead enhances his personality.

"Well, it's time to deliver the goods," Eero muttered thoughtfully, looking at the two boxes filled with weapons. Putting them on a cycle-shaped carriage, he prepared for himself and appeared in front of the guild building.

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"Eero-kun, your quality of goods is best as always," Eina praised after checking the goods, looking at Eero.

Eina is a beautiful Half Elf with a slim body, pointy ears, shoulder-length brown hair, and emerald-colored eyes, wearing the uniform of the Guild.

Eero nodded with a smile and replied, "I can earn extra with the best weapons."

"There are twelve best swords, 100,000 each, totaling 1.2 million valis, and six complete armors, also the best, 500,000 each, totaling 3 million valis...." Eina started counting.

"Miss Eina, give me the total price, don't count each penny, I believe you," Eero said calmly while drinking tea, looking at her.

Eina's face turned red, then she adjusted her glasses and replied, "Ahem, Eero-kun, thank you for believing me, but it's not good. You should do business properly; it's my work to inform all the details."

Eero was speechless. He had to nod helplessly. Eina then informed:

After a while, "Here is the total: 8.5 million Valis, and the purchased materials are put inside those boxes as always," Eina said, giving the money.

Eero nodded, sighing with relief. After taking everything, he left the guild building and returned to his shop.

He was surprised to see a small female standing outside his shop. 'Why is she here?'

"Excuse me, are you the shop owner?" Hestia asked calmly.

Eero nodded and asked curiously, "Do you need anything, miss?"

"I saw a notice on your door about a job. Are you looking for an employee?" Hestia pointed at the notice and asked.

Eero, surprised, looked at the notice and then glanced at her speechlessly. 'If I hire the goddess of poverty as a saleswoman, then what will become of my business?'

But still, he nodded. "Yes, I am hiring. Are you here for the job?"

Hestia happily said, "Yes, I live nearby here, and I know a little about sales."

Eero nodded, opened the door, walked inside along with the boxes, and Hestia followed curiously, looking around.

Eero grabbed his sheathed black sword and passed it to her. Hestia grabbed the sheathed sword puzzled, instantly her arms sank, and her face turned red because of the weight.

Eero grabbed it back, looking at her calmly.

Hestia became depressed, understanding the meaning of Eero's gaze. 'You can't lift up a sword, how will you sell it?'

"Please, I need this job. I will learn to pick it up," she said anxiously.

Eero nodded then said, "If you tell me the reason truthfully, then I will consider hiring you for this job."

"Because you are paying the highest remuneration and meals. I don't have any Valis; I have been hungry for a while," Hestia replied embarrassingly, hiding the fact of her being a goddess.

'As expected of the goddess of poverty, even she isn't safe from her title,' Eero thought, then nodded. "Well, you are hired. I just wanted to hire a truthful person. It doesn't matter if he knows sales or not."

"Really, thank you very much," Hestia said, her eyes lighting up.

Eero nodded calmly, grabbed both swords, put them on the table, and walked toward the back direction of the shop. "Follow me."

'He is so young and has such strength. If he were to become my familia,' Hestia thoughtfully glanced at his back then shook her head. 'Maybe he already has joined some familia. Who will not want a young boy with such potential?'

She has already been rejected by almost 50 adventurers; no one wants to become familia of the weakest goddess like her.

Looking at the clean and decorated house around, different from her shabby abandoned church room, and the food on the table in front of her, "eat, you are hungry," Eero said, looking at her. He also filled his own bowl with rice and egg and started eating, then introduced himself, "By the way, I am Eero."

Hestia started eating, and then she also introduced herself cheerfully, "I am Hestia." Eating the rice in surprise, 'It's quite delicious.'

"Well, Miss Hestia, you can visit my shop for a few days to learn sales and see how I deal with customers. Then I will leave the shop to you and find a goddess, then go on an adventure in the dungeon," Eero said, being playful in his heart.

Hestia's ears moved. 'Adventure, also he isn't anyone's familia yet.' Her heart was scratched.

Eero finished his lunch and started dealing with daily adventurers and customers who wanted equipment. Hestia watched his work and learned thoughtfully.

"Miss Hestia, you should write all the details and requirements customers ask you in this book and take some advance payment from them," Eero showed her the order book.

Soon, a few days passed.

Hestia stood in the blacksmith shop, silently looking at Eero forging the weapon, looking at the cuts and perfect figure, also the clean back without any familia crest. She became restless and then thought firmly, 'I can't let him join any other familia. I will make him my familia.'

During lunch, Hestia glanced at Eero and said, "Eero-kun, actually I have hidden something from you."

Eero raised his brow, glanced at her puzzled, while being playful in his heart. 'Here it comes, I thought she would endure it for a while.'

"Actually, I am a goddess. You can become my familia," Hestia then said seriously, looking at him.

Eero was surprised. "Really, but I refuse."

Hestia's face became depressed, an arrow shot through her heart, bowing her head sadly. 'What kind of reaction is this? I didn't expect such a blunt refusal. Why is it so hard to find my own familia.'