DxD: I Steal Luck

"Blake can you understand?"

Seeing Blake remain silent, just staring at the paper, Hestia leaned over his back, her body still touching him, and pointed at the paper with a gloved finger as she explained.

"Each basic ability has ten stages. Once you reach a certain proficiency, it will level up. You haven't trained at all yet, so the starting point is 0."

To be specific, in order for a basic ability to level up from "i" to "h," a certain level of proficiency is required.

And each stage has a proficiency cap of 99.

i: 0–99

h: 100–199

g: 200–299

f: 300–399

e: 400–499

d: 500–599

c: 600–699

b: 700–799

a: 800–899

s: 900–999

This means, when Blake's proficiency in a basic ability reaches 100, it will advance to the "h" stage. Once it reaches the maximum of 900, it will reach the highest stage, "s."

Currently, the proficiency cap for basic abilities is estimated to be 999.

Strength, endurance, dexterity, agility, and magic.

The more frequently Blake uses an ability, the more his proficiency in that ability will rise.

And the closer he gets to the highest value of 999, the slower the growth rate will become.

"Also, your magic usage is the highest with three slots. Your future achievements will definitely be extraordinary."

Hestia quickly encouraged him, saying with great anticipation.

A person wielding a sword would rarely defeat an opponent who could create a sea of flames, right? After all, they'd be burned to ashes before they could even get close.

So, the difference between having magic and not having magic is immeasurable.

If someone has magic, they can become a hundred-man enemy, a thousand-man enemy, or even a ten-thousand-man enemy without any trouble.

Magic is that important.

At least, that's how it is in this world.

In other words, magic is a person's greatest trump card, a killing move that can turn the tide of battle.

"I understand, Hestia," Blake said with a smile. His crystal blue eyes shimmered with emotion, not because of the three magic slots, but due to the awkwardness. Hestia's affectionate actions were causing a reaction in him.

"Hmm, hmm, tomorrow we'll be moving out of Hephaestus' house, so let's rest well tonight. By the way, we also need to go to the guild tomorrow. Hehe, Hestia's familia is finally getting started!"

As if she had thought of something, Hestia finally stood up from Blake's body and said happily.

"Hestia, I'll head out first."

Hearing this, Blake smiled slightly and quickly got up from the bed, leaving the room with lightning speed. It was quite uncomfortable downstairs. He was really worried that Hestia would notice something odd.

"Really, we could have slept together. Do you really dislike being with me so much?"

In the blink of an eye, Blake was gone, and Hestia puffed her cheeks in displeasure after a brief pause.

Sigh, that troublesome loli goddess... Although this life isn't so bad, after all, plenty of benefits.

Leaning against the door to Hestia's room, Blake let out a light sigh, reflecting on the situation.

"Hestia is so affectionate toward those she recognizes, completely sincere and without ulterior motives. And you didn't do anything foolish, so it's a clear choice. Otherwise, I'd have kicked you out. Of course, if you two became lovers, then that's different."

At this moment, Hephaestus suddenly appeared in front of Blake, exhaling smoke rings from her cigarette holder and spoke.

"I absolutely hate the idea of violating a girl's body. How could I ever do such a thing?"

Blake shrugged in response. He had already sensed Hephaestus eavesdropping with his Perceptual Sense.

"That sword of yours, it's quite nice."

Hephaestus nodded slightly before looking at Blake, who had already calmed down and dressed, his gaze finally landing on the sword bag he was holding, and she marveled.

"Are you talking about the Frost Whisper? Of course. It was a birthday gift from my sister."

Blake gently stroked the sword scabbard, feeling the familiar sensation through it. His crystal blue eyes gradually softened with a gentle gleam as he spoke nostalgically.

"I see. No wonder such an ordinary sword has a 'spirit.'"

Noticing Blake's gaze, Hephaestus exhaled a smoke ring and said with a relieved tone. As a goddess of forging in the heavens, her standards were extremely high. For her to praise him like this was something Blake hadn't expected.

"As a gift to celebrate Hestia's successful establishment of her familia, let me help you modify it."

"I appreciate the goddess's kind offer, but I'll pass. I don't want her to change in any way. If she changes, it won't be the Frost Whisper anymore."

Blake smiled and politely declined. Few people or gods in all of Orario had the privilege of having Hephaestus personally forge their weapon, but he had his own principles.

"You truly are a sword lover. But don't be in such a rush to refuse. I'm not trying to add materials to make it sharper or anything like that. I'll just give it a skill: an indestructible property. This way, you won't have to worry about it breaking."

Hephaestus looked at Blake with admiration and softly spoke.

"I understand. Then, I'll trouble you with it."

After hearing this, Blake hesitated for a moment before carefully handing over the Frost Sword.

"Alright, come back for the sword in a week. By the way, your room is just ahead."

After Hephaestus solemnly accepted the sword, she pointed toward the front and then left.

Under normal circumstances, as a goddess, it would take her just a few hours to forge a top-class divine sword. This showed just how much she valued this sword.

"Thank you."

Watching Hephaestus' back, Blake softly said this before returning to his room.

....

The next morning, after Hephaestus bid them farewell, Hestia led Blake to the guild headquarters. After all, whether becoming an adventurer or forming a familia, they needed to register here.

It was a grand building, similar to a temple.

Inside the large hall on the first floor of this building, there was a flow of people comparable to the bustling streets outside.

At this moment, Hestia had already gone to apply for the establishment of the familia and was happily skipping and patting her ample chest to handle Blake's registration to become an adventurer.

Leaving Blake alone in the guild's hall, he was feeling quite bored when suddenly, four figures appeared at the entrance, causing the corner of Blake's mouth to twitch. He couldn't help but cover his face. What a coincidence...!

Because one of these four people was his "acquaintance," none other than the famous Sword Princess, Ais Wallenstein, the girl who had looked him over completely when he first arrived in Orario.

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