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Come in, get comfortable, and let’s see what kind of trouble waits this time ❤️ ✦ The gods had come quickly, and they left just as quickly.
After Hestia’s innocent act, the gods waiting outside had seen Freya’s complete lack of interest.
That was enough for them to understand that Hestia’s new child was not what they had hoped.
They had expected a hero.
Instead, they got a Supporter who did not seem especially useful.
The rest of the process was handled by Hephaestus, who had Tsubaki Collbrande disperse the crowd.
Inside the room, things returned to two goddesses and one man seated together.
“Nolan, how was it?
Were you nervous?” Hestia noticed that Nolan’s face was calm, as if everything that had just happened had little to do with him.
She hurried over to check on him.
Why was this child not saying anything?
“Why would I be nervous?” “I could not understand a word you were saying, so I was not nervous at all.” Nolan had not understood their language in the first place.
Especially during the exchange with Royman Mardeel, the head of the Guild.
Hestia and Hephaestus had handled all the explanations for him.
As for conversations between gods, Nolan could read expressions and atmosphere, but the language itself meant nothing to him.
Unless someone deliberately spoke to him through divine understanding, even gods spoke the local language among themselves.
“Hahaha.
I forgot.” Hestia and Hephaestus remembered that Nolan was an otherworlder and could not understand this world’s language.
The language barrier really was a wall.
“Still, that goddess of beauty was truly gorgeous.” “Compared with Hestia’s small, cute beauty, or Hephaestus’s striking contrast…” “Freya’s beauty hits more directly.” “As expected of a legendary goddess of beauty.” Nolan spoke about what he had seen.
Aside from the male gods, Freya’s beauty had been overwhelmingly powerful.
The moment he brought that up, both Hestia and Hephaestus heard the praise.
Their bodies stiffened slightly.
Hephaestus in particular had just heard Nolan call her beautiful.
It was the first time anyone had praised her that way.
She quietly treasured that small compliment.
“If not for the ability Hestia gave me, just standing there might have been enough for the goddess of beauty to charm me.” Nolan crossed his arms and spoke with unusual seriousness.
Before today, the idea of a goddess of beauty had not impressed him that much.
So what if she was beautiful?
Only after seeing Freya in person did he understand.
His mind had nearly burst, as if the very concept of beauty had tried to overwrite his consciousness.
He had been drawn toward her completely.
If Hearthfire Charm Resistance had not triggered at the end, he might have exposed himself the first time they met, staring like a drooling idiot.
Wariness.
Nolan now felt a deep wariness toward the very concept of a goddess of beauty.
‘How did those transmigrator protagonists in stories resist a goddess of beauty before she even started trying?’ ‘I only glanced at her, and my head filled with the urge to sleep with her and make her mine.’ ‘So when a real goddess of beauty stands in front of you, without resistance, you would probably embarrass yourself immediately.’ A goddess of beauty was terrifying.
Nolan’s wariness toward her ran deep.
“Do not underestimate the powers gods are born with.” “As beings who stand at the top of this world, every god’s authority can be terrifying.” Hestia could tell that Nolan had no desire to approach Freya, and that made her extremely happy.
Good.
This child did not like Freya.
That was wonderful.
She could also see that Nolan carried a slight arrogance toward gods.
So Hestia carefully taught him not to look down on divine beings.
If he did, he might get himself destroyed one day without even understanding why.
“Exactly, little one.
Even if you come from another world, some principles should be similar.” “Take me, for example.
My craft may look like nothing more than forging weapons, but if I release my authority, I can turn nature itself into a furnace and forge equipment from it.” “The extreme form of divine authority is far beyond what you can imagine.” Hephaestus added her own warning from the side.
Nolan had lived in a peaceful era.
There was a good chance he treated gods as objects of worship from myths, or perhaps even with some faint disbelief.
But facing real gods with that mentality was no different from courting disaster.
Every god’s authority, when brought to its limit, could become terrifying.
Listening to Hestia and Hephaestus teach him, Nolan accepted the warning humbly.
He had suffered a taste of Freya’s passive divine charm.
Just that alone had nearly broken his composure.
“Yes.
I will be careful.” Authority was the tool gods lived by.
For gods who had lived for hundreds of millions of years or more, their authorities had long since been honed to an unimaginable degree.
Thinking about that, Nolan restrained the arrogance in his heart.
“However, when Hearthfire Charm Resistance triggered just now, I think I sensed magic power very clearly.” Resisting the goddess of beauty’s divine charm had also allowed Nolan to feel something special moving through his body.
It was completely different from the flow of blood in his veins.
It felt closer to a special kind of energy beginning to move through him.
“Magic power.” Hestia had not expected Nolan to sense magic power already.
In this world, humans who wanted to obtain magic power usually had to learn magic, or train through skills that required magic power to activate.
Nolan had merely met Freya and resisted her charm, yet he had gained awareness of magic power.
Having magic power meant he could use magic.
For an adventurer, that was a necessary part of combat strength.
At the moment, Nolan’s only magic was Healing Flame, a healing spell.
“As expected of my child.” Hestia rubbed her chin and showed a proud expression.
If her child had gained magic power, that meant he could walk the path of a mage.
Good.
Very good.
Starting with magic power was excellent.
Her innocent act had even helped her child gain a useful step forward.
Hephaestus watched from the side as Nolan grew simply by resisting Freya’s charm.
‘His growth potential is almost too much.’ ‘Normally, growth requires fighting monsters or serious team training.’ ‘But he gained something just by enduring Freya’s charm.
He really is promising.’ Hephaestus sighed inwardly at Nolan’s terrifying capacity to grow.
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