Welf Crozzo

Hi author here, I'm just here to remind you. don't expect this fanfic to be good, I am only a new author with barely any knowledge of literature; I don't think I'm even qualified to be a writer, it's only through reading hundreds of books I could create this fanfic and even then the first few chapters is worse compared to how I write today. What I'm trying to say is, please be patient as I am still trying to improve upon my writing skills, world-building, and character development. anyway enjoy the chap

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- afternoon -

- Bell's POV -

Waiting in front of the Hostess of Fertility in my casual brown tunic, I stood as the bustling crowds moved around me. The sun hung high in the sky, casting its warm light over the city of Orario. The doorbell rang beside me, and a familiar voice reached my ears.

"I thought I sensed someone familiar," Xian-san said in her usual stoic tone.

"Good afternoon, Xian. Are you ready to go?" I turned around to greet her, realizing that I had come to the Hostess of Fertility without her prior knowledge, but noticed something odd about her attire this time.

"You're not wearing your blindfold," I observed, noticing the red, dull eyes that she barely revealed to anyone.

"Indeed," Xian-san replied, "it's quite unhealthy to keep my eyes hidden from the sun all the time. since there won't be any sparring today, my senses won't need to be fully engaged." Xian-san explained and continued

"And Mama Mia gave me her thumbs up, so I'll be free for the rest of the day," Xian replied, her gaze fixed on me. After a brief moment of silence, she inquired, "So, do you have any specific blacksmiths in mind that you'd like to visit?"

I considered her question for a moment. "Well, I haven't thought about it. I guess the first place I'd look for a blacksmith would be Hephaestus Familia's shop." I pointed toward Babel, indicating its direction. However, Xian-san frowned and gestured to her eyes.

"Even though my senses allow me to cover the entire city of Orario, I'm concerned you might develop a habit of treating others as if they can see," she explained. It was a reminder that Xian-san was blind and relied on her magical senses to perceive her surroundings.

"A- ha sorry, you always act like your eyes always worked so it came naturally," I said sheepishly, scratching my head as we started making our way to Babel

As we walked, Xian-san mumbled something, catching my attention. "Hephaestus..."

I turned to her, puzzled. "Did you say something?"

She shook her head, her hand resting on her katana. "It's nothing. Hephaestus is a goddess I met once, and she was the one who crafted my katana." She patted the weapon on her hip

"Huh?! Hephaestus made that for you?!?" I exclaimed, taken aback by the revelation. A katana crafted by Hephaestus was far from ordinary. but she still managed to break the blade"Th-then how much did it cost you to get it?" I asked nervously, as it was me who broke it in the first place.

Xian-san replied calmly, "I received it for free in exchange for her to look at Kirion. That dagger of yours is made by her as well, isn't it?"

Hearing the name Kirion brought back memories, and my mind drifted to that mysterious sword. The first time Xian-san had used it was when she saved me from those two adventurers.

"Kirion, huh... Someday, I wonder if I could take a look at that sword again," I mumbled, caught up in my thoughts.

"No," Xian-san said firmly.

"S-Sorry, I didn't mean to say that," I quickly apologized.

She reassured me, "No need to be sorry; it's natural to be curious." We continued our conversation as we made our way toward Babel.

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Reaching the elevator, Xian-san looked at the door with a hint of confusion as I entered. Xian-san followed along, and I pressed the button, closing the door and sending it up.

"What a curious contraption," Xian-san murmured. Her reaction was quite unusual, and I couldn't help but giggle. It was a rare sight to see her puzzled, considering her extensive knowledge of various situations.

When we reached the floor I had visited with Eina, we merged into the flow of people bustling around. As we approached the smith shop where I had bought my armor, Xian looked around and drew a sword from one of the boxes.

"These swords... are made by different smiths," Xian said as she examined the weapon and then carefully returned it.

The friendly merchant spoke up, "That's right, miss. My shop is filled with gear from various smiths, so you won't find two identical swords here. If you're lucky, you might discover a smith whose work you like, and I can contact them just for you."

The merchant's welcoming demeanor was evident, but it was unclear whether it was his usual approach to attract more customers or if he was genuinely taken by Xian's beauty. However, the merchant didn't bother her for long, as a man with red hair and blue eyes entered the shop.

Though we are here to look for Smith to make me a dagger, finding hidden treasures is quite fun too, I don't know if I can find a piece of godly equipment as the merchant said, I sift through the boxes, hoping to find something with the same brand as my armor, but I can't spot any, so I resorted to asking the shop owner

As I approached the counter, a red-haired man was engaged in an animated conversation with the shop owner, expressing his dissatisfaction.

"Why do my stuff always end up at the back? I put my blood and sweat into making those items! At least give me some decent shelf space!?" the red-haired man complained, voicing his frustration.

The shop owner noticed my approach and directed his attention toward me.

"Ah, young lad, what do you need?" he asked. I decided to get to the point.

"Um, do you have any equipment made by Welf Crozzo?" I inquired, surprising both the shop owner and the red-haired man.

"Hahaha, the famous Bell Cranel, who defeated a minotaur within one month, is looking for my equipment," the red-haired man remarked. He extended his hand for a handshake and introduced himself.

"The name is Welf Crozzo, the guy you're looking for."

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sorry for the late chap