What happened in the Dungeon quickly spread to the ears of every Familia in Orario. And yet, the one responsible for all this walked hand in hand with his own goddess, returning quietly to their home.
The streets of Orario were still bustling with people. Humans weren’t the only ones—dwarves, beast humans, and elves were a common sight as well. The various auras radiating from each individual revealed their level of strength and status.
Bell didn’t enjoy such crowded streets...
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"Huh? A full-blown riot in the Dungeon?"
Eina looked at the Adventurer complaining at the Guild with a puzzled expression.
"Yeah, Miss Eina. You wouldn't believe it—this all started early in the morning. It felt like the whole Dungeon was unleashing a Monster Parade."
The Adventurer gestured to the bandage wrapped around his hand.
"Look at this, Miss Eina. I got this injury during the commotion in the Dungeon."
Blood was still seeping through the wrapping. Eina...
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Hestia pricked her fingertip and let a drop of divine blood fall onto Bell’s back.
[Name: Bell Cranel
Lv.1
Stats:
· Strength: G284 → E487
· Endurance: F304 → D524
· Dexterity: E421 → C674
· Agility: E474 → B787
· Magic: F346 → B784
Magic:
“Four-Dimensional Space”:
· Storage
“Lightning Command”:
· Quick-Cast Magic
· Lightning Manipulation
Skills:
“Personal Training”:<...
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There was a faint bitterness in her chest—the sense that Hephaestus now shared a deeper understanding with Bell than she did. Hestia had never felt this kind of jealousy before, and it made her uncomfortable. Her eyes locked onto Hephaestus, and a strange emotion began to stir inside her.
But Hephaestus and Bell didn’t seem to notice.
"That's just because you're slow to catch on."
Hephaestus rolled her eyes at her.
"Bell is your child. Have you already forgotten wh...
2025-06-07 19:04:09 +0000 UTC
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"What exactly happened?"
A "Dungeon riot" is no small matter. There have been similar incidents in the past, but the most recent one I can recall was over a decade ago. Hephaestus remembers that day fairly well—it was when Zeus's Familia and Hera's Familia set out to slay the Black Dragon.
"Riots don't usually happen in the Dungeon. Normally, the worst you'd run into is a 'Monster Parade.' Bell, what exactly did you encounter?"
"Hephaestus-sama, to be honest... I think I m...
2025-06-07 19:03:45 +0000 UTC
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Sure enough, as long as he kept a low profile, Bell blended right into the crowd—just another quiet, unremarkable kid who wasn’t great at socializing.
Staying with the crowd, Bell successfully made it out of the Dungeon.
As he glanced back at the grumbling adventurers behind him, he made a silent resolution.
‘I can’t let anyone find out that the Monster Parade on every floor was caused by me.’
If they did, Bell had no doubt that the adventurers of Orario woul...
2025-06-07 19:03:11 +0000 UTC
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‘If it were the Mystic Eyes of Death Perception, I wouldn’t be seeing it only after I attacked. And even then, I wouldn’t be seeing just one.’
After a brief analysis, Bell concluded that the white mark wasn’t a “death line.” It was something else—something he hadn’t considered.
‘What exactly is it?’
For the moment, he had no answer.
Still, Bell knew he couldn’t just stand around. He resumed searching the first floor for other newly spawned gobli...
2025-06-07 19:02:47 +0000 UTC
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After circling the first floor, the adventurers and supporters still hadn’t seen a single monster. It struck the adventurer as odd.
“Did someone already take care of all the goblins?”
The Dungeon was only just starting to become “lively,” and he was sure that normally no one would bother coming to the first floor. Goblins were low-tier monsters, and most adventurers who had moved past the beginner stage wouldn’t waste their time here. That was what he thought too, but ...
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“Zzzzt!”
A bolt of lightning streaked across the first floor of the Dungeon. As it passed, every Goblin in its path was instantly reduced to black ash, leaving behind only their Magic Stones and short swords as proof they’d ever existed.
“Clack, clack!”
Strange noises echoed from the walls. Dozens of holes suddenly opened in the once-smooth surface, each containing a curled-up Goblin clutching a short sword. This was how Dungeon monsters were born. Any first-time a...
2025-06-07 19:01:59 +0000 UTC
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"Bell-kun."
The moment he heard the voice, Bell instinctively reached behind him to catch the goddess who had leapt onto his back. After being tackled like this dozens of times, his body reacted on its own. Though he felt the way he was holding her might be a bit impolite, since Goddess-sama didn’t mind and had given him permission, he had gradually gotten used to it.
"Bell-kun, are you done with your evening training?"
"Yeah, I’m done for today. I’ve mastered the magi...
2025-06-07 19:01:33 +0000 UTC
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Since the day he returned to the ruins of the church with the small black knife, Bell hadn't set foot in the Dungeon. He needed time for preparation, and to develop and study his new powers.
As for the nature of Bell's Awakening Magic, Hestia and Hephaestus had already reached a conclusion. Given how similar its application was to an Authority, they both agreed it was essentially a disguised Authority—only taking the form of magic to manifest as Bell’s power. However, using this so-...
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“Lightning Command???”
Bell’s expression twisted into confusion as he listened to Goddess-sama’s explanation. All he wanted was a magic that could transform his body into lightning—yet what he ended up with was “Lightning Command.” And once he learned it was categorized as both “Quick-Cast Magic” and “Lightning Manipulation,” he knew something wasn’t right. This was overpowered—way more than the “Firebolt” the original protagonist had.
In the original...
2025-06-07 19:00:43 +0000 UTC
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Bell stared at the short sword in disbelief. A weapon with both “Indestructibility” and “Growth”? Wasn’t that basically cheating? It didn’t even need maintenance—just using it would make it sharper. Wasn’t this practically the same as a “pen that never runs out of ink”?
'The original said this weapon had the ability to grow, and Goddess-sama mentioned it too. But does this level of growth mean the sword doesn’t need any upkeep at all?'
It already had the “I...
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With his shirt removed, Bell sat on the floor, back facing them, as Hestia gently let her blood drip onto his back. A pale, white light began to slowly take shape. She was updating Bell’s Falna and synchronizing him with the short sword—this would make Bell its sole wielder.
But midway through the update, Hestia froze, her eyes locked onto a newly appeared entry in Bell’s magic section. She clearly remembered—Bell hadn’t stepped foot into the Dungeon for three days since he st...
2025-06-07 18:59:50 +0000 UTC
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It took nearly another full day before Bell finally woke from his sleep.
“Phew...”
The moment he opened his eyes, Bell let out a long breath—and immediately winced. A wave of foul air escaped his mouth, filling the room with an awful stench. Grimacing, he forced himself out of bed and hurried to open the window.
A refreshing breeze swept in, carrying away some of the stench and easing the heavy atmosphere in the room. Bell leaned out the window as far as he could—the...
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“Bell-kun~”
After finishing her morning wash-up, Hestia, barefoot and wearing a short white dress, bounced cheerfully into Bell’s room. But the moment she stepped inside, she froze. She’d expected that, after sleeping an entire day, Bell would have been up early. Yet here she was, already awake—and he was still lying in bed.
“Hestia, stop running around in the room.”
Just as Hestia was puzzling over why Bell was still asleep, Hephaestus walked up behind her. A ...
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“Mmm...”
Early in the morning, Hestia slowly woke from a sweet dream. With the lingering thought of how soft and cozy the bed was, she lazily opened her eyes. But from the look on her face, she clearly had no intention of getting up.
The problem was, the other person in the room had had enough.
“Hey! Do you even know what time it is?”
Hephaestus glanced at Hestia with an irritated look. This idiot had only just become a Familia Head not long ago, and yet she wa...
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Just then, another Craft Essence appeared before Bell's eyes.
"Again!?"
This time, the Craft Essence turned into a beam of light and shot straight into Bell's brain. A wave of unprecedented coolness swept through his consciousness. The frantic nerve activity caused by his surging blood and flesh came to a halt. His heightened emotions were rapidly suppressed, giving way to a profound and unusual tranquility. All the surrounding sounds faded away.
That stillness made Bell slo...
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When Bell woke up again, it was already daylight.
‘It's morning? How long was I out?’
Groggy and disoriented, Bell rubbed his head and looked out the bright window.
He remembered everything from the night before—the Spell Tome, the counterparts, and the Black Dragon. But the whole situation was just too convoluted for him to think about clearly. Even though he experienced it firsthand, most of it was still a blur. For all he knew, it could have been real or just a drea...
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'What is magic to you?'
"Power. Pure power—the strength to forge a new era for myself."
'And what does magic mean to you, specifically?'
"Lightning."
'Then, what kind of magic are you striving for?'
"To become lightning itself—swift as a flash, allowing me to seize that fleeting moment. Lightning that's unpredictable, lightning that can cross vast distances in an instant. Maybe it's just a faint glow, but I want that faint light to illuminate my future."
<...
2025-06-07 18:56:52 +0000 UTC
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“...”
From the beginning, Bell had a feeling that his transmigration wasn’t just a matter of tapping a screen, but he hadn’t expected things to be this complicated. They were counterparts from entirely different worlds—beings who shouldn't have had any contact at all—yet here they were, meeting face to face.
‘Himself’ didn’t seem bothered by Bell’s silence. Anyone would be speechless after hearing something like this—just like he had been when he first learne...
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After hesitating for a moment, the Craft Essence "Spell Tome" appeared in Bell's hand. In that instant, the Craft Essence transformed into a thick book, with the words “Spell Tome” written on the cover in Chinese—as if the author had been worried he wouldn’t be able to read it. The thoughtfulness of it left Bell slightly speechless. Honestly, he could read the script of this world just fine.
When he opened the tome, the contents were entirely in Chinese. Every character was in S...
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Bell drew the card “Hydra Dagger.” The card-shaped Craft Essence instantly vanished, transforming into a silver-white dagger with dual blades and multiple barbs.
“So it really can materialize from a card. In that case, the Divine Construct I was imagining might not be just a fantasy after all. Still, it’s best not to pin too much hope on that holy sword. Just getting it would be good enough.”
For now, he’d use a short sword forged by Lady Hephaestus. If he were lucky e...
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After learning the situation, Bell didn’t go looking for Goddess-sama. She was currently resting at Hephaestus-sama’s place, so it wouldn’t have been appropriate for him to go over. Since it was already nighttime, he just lay down on his bed. This was his own time now, and it was the perfect chance to try out the gacha feature of the Type-Moon System.
‘Even though I’m 200 million Valis in debt, using a bit of spare change for gacha should be fine.’
Bell knew full well ...
2025-06-07 18:54:54 +0000 UTC
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When he woke up again, the first thing he saw was an unfamiliar ceiling.
'I’m not in the church ruins.'
Bell immediately realized he wasn't where he had expected. He remembered working with Goddess-sama and Hephaestus-sama on forging the “200 million” short sword. But he couldn’t recall whether the blade had actually been completed. He must’ve passed out before it was finished.
'I went days without sleep... no wonder I blacked out. With the body I used to have, I p...
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For three days straight, Bell and Hestia stayed with Hephaestus's Familia to work on forging the weapon.
Bell once again chose a short sword. Compared to longswords or greatswords, short swords were what he was most familiar with. Suddenly switching to a completely different weapon was a serious mistake, and in terms of agility, short swords still offered the best flexibility. So yes—the infamous “200 million” short sword was still set to be forged.
Naturally, during these t...
2025-06-07 18:53:10 +0000 UTC
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'Goddess-sama... your request is seriously over the line.'
Bell, standing behind them, couldn't help but hold his forehead. He had actually tried to talk Goddess-sama out of this idea before they came. Hephaestus-sama was the Goddess of Smithing—her forging skills were far beyond what any craftsman of this era could hope to match. Asking a god to personally forge a weapon? Honestly, even as a transmigrator, Bell had never dared to think that arrogantly.
This wasn't just bold—i...
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“So for now, just keep your child away from Freya. Her Familia members are all Level 5, 6, or 7, so under normal circumstances, they won’t have direct contact with your child. And that woman only resorts to force when her softer tactics fail. Simply being seen by her shouldn’t cause too much trouble.”
Hephaestus knew a bit about Freya’s personality. That woman preferred to discover things on her own, not rely on others. She would only act aggressively when every other approach...
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Although Hestia’s smug grin made Hephaestus itch with annoyance, she wasn’t truly upset. After all, they’d known each other for a long time. She understood that with someone as unique as Bell, Hestia had no choice but to show off a little—though only to someone she trusted. There was no way Hestia would dare flaunt him in front of others. She’d be targeted in an instant.
“I don’t really mind that. But seriously, how did you awaken such an absurd skill?”
Luck-type s...
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In the early evening, Hephaestus’ shop closed much earlier than usual. Normally, her forge was buzzing with activity well into the night—after all, for most adventurers, nighttime was just the start of their day. But today was different. Today, she had two guests who required her personal attention.
Hephaestus stared helplessly at the grinning idiot in front of her. She’d just seen her off yesterday, and now she was already back—and this time, she’d brought her one and only Fa...
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