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"Thank you very much, Amid."
"You've allowed me to continue living with a healthy body. I will tell other Adventurers about your breakthrough in healing methods."
Before leaving the Pure White Sanatorium, the Adventurer expressed his gratitude once more.
However, thinking about how this lie would continue to spread, and the side effects Keare experienced during the healing process, Amid felt a pang of guilt.
She quickly waved her hand, "This matter."
"Please don't spread it around. Healing a crippled body requires a great price, and if done too often, the body won't be able to handle it."
"Then I will follow Miss Amid's arrangements."
"…"
Finally, this matter was brought to a successful conclusion.
Watching the Adventurer's retreating back, Amid was about to breathe a sigh of relief when a voice from behind startled her.
"Amid."
"Tell me what happened."
Dian Cecht, who had just returned from another city and wanted to check on the Familia's situation, had personally witnessed the conversation between the Adventurer and Amid by the bedside.
Even without his divine status.
He could tell by habit that his Familia member was lying!
But such a thing was not incomprehensible. What truly piqued Dian Cecht's interest was the miraculous magic that could heal the Adventurer's crippled body.
"Lord Dian Cecht."
The young girl turned around, facing the God before her, who wore a magnificent white robe, had white hair and beard, but was clearly a handsome old man. Her gaze was somewhat evasive.
She was just unaccustomed to lying.
But that didn't mean she had completely lost her mind. She knew that Dian Cecht was intensely interested in the healing magic Keare possessed.
Amid gently shook her head:
"I'm sorry, this matter… I promised that Adventurer that no one would reveal it."
"Don't worry."
"I wouldn't go around spreading it."
Dian Cecht waved his hand dismissively, his keen sense of smell already allowing him to perceive a business opportunity for the Familia's development from this Adventurer.
"But…"
"I've already sworn on a God's name regarding this matter."
The young girl's attitude was firm. Knowing her God's inquisitive nature, she calmly added, "Moreover, it was in the name of Lord Dian Cecht."
"If this matter is known by others because of me."
"Then the future development of our Familia will never surpass the Miach Familia. Even so, Lord Dian Cecht, do you still wish to know?"
"…"
"?"
Dian Cecht's old face stiffened.
Playing such a big game?
But very quickly, he found a loophole in Amid's words. She indeed couldn't explain it, but she didn't restrict him from investigating the matter himself!
As long as he stayed at the Pure White Sanatorium, there would eventually be clues.
"Amid, you know…"
"To be able to heal even the injuries of a crippled body, such a miracle is the one-in-a-million change that we Gods have desperately sought after coming to the Lower World."
"So, it's truly hard not to be curious!"
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Hephaestus Weapon Branch.
The situation was slightly deadlocked. Keare sat on a soft sofa, a steaming cup of tea in front of him, but he had no intention of tasting it.
He looked up.
It was Hephaestus, the God of Fire and Forging, leaning against the owner's desk, her left eye covered by a black eye patch, gently swirling a glass of red wine.
Black bell-bottom pants perfectly accentuated her tall figure.
Paired with a brown leather jacket, and an equally impressive, voluptuous figure beneath a fitted shirt, she exuded a mature woman's charm, quite the opposite of Hestia.
A two-person interrogation.
Keare had never experienced such a thing.
But facing Hestia's expectant gaze, he looked up, "It's about my… magic. Are you sure you want to talk about it here?"
For a short while, Hestia was a bit indecisive.
But noticing her best friend's curious gaze, she quickly made a decision: "…No problem, Hephaestus is my good friend from the Celestial Realm."
"And a God who can be completely trusted!"
"Mm."
Having received a clear answer, Keare had no intention of hiding anything.
"Actually, I went to the Pure White Sanatorium today to sell rare species materials, and then I thought that normal Dungeon exploration was really slow for making money."
"Then…"
"I helped heal an Adventurer who had lost both legs and earned 3 million valis."
Having long known the extraordinary effects of Recovery magic, Hestia wasn't particularly surprised by Keare healing an Adventurer who had lost both legs.
What truly made her heart pound.
Was that in such a short amount of time, Keare had actually earned so much valis from that Adventurer?
Her math wasn't particularly good, so she could only count on her fingers, and the final result was that it would take her at least several years to earn that much money by working.
"Keare, you're simply a genius!"
"Actually, I've had this idea for a long time, but there was no one to cover for me. Miss Amid also promised that this matter wouldn't be revealed."
"I think she can be trusted."
He hadn't expected Hestia to react this way, but Keare still added an explanation to prevent her from worrying about safety issues unnecessarily.
However.
This very ordinary conversation between a Familia member and a God, when seen by the bystander Hephaestus, contained an explosive amount of information that left her stunned.
She placed the wine glass on the table.
From the previous conversation, it could be confirmed that Keare wasn't lying, but she still couldn't help but confirm: "Wait, what did you just say?"
"Healing an Adventurer with disabled legs!!"
"…"
Keare didn't speak, just nodded earnestly.
And upon receiving confirmation again, Hephaestus felt incredibly depressed, especially… noticing her best friend who took this matter for granted.
Didn't this guy realize?
The special magic Keare possessed could be said to be a miracle in the history of healing, not just in Orario, but for the entire world!
"I don't know what to say."
"No wonder you keep telling me every day, 'Ah~ how excellent my Keare is, how could he hide so deeply?'"
"He can even heal the disabled legs."
"If I were you, I would just transform into a commercial Familia. Even if you don't know how to operate it, Keare's magic can make the Familia prosper!"
It was because she understood the significance within that.
Hephaestus was so shocked. Even though her hobby was forging, it didn't prevent her from… becoming interested in this miraculous magic.
Having realized that Keare's Recovery magic would eventually be exposed.
Hestia naturally felt a sense of crisis, but it didn't prevent her from feeling a heartfelt pride as a Familia God when she heard her best friend praise Keare.
But only she knew.
Recovery magic wasn't all Keare had; there were also incredibly exaggerated skills like Plunder, Imitation, Optimization, and Deterioration!
And Hestia would never reveal such information, no matter what.
She actively took the brown-haired young man's hand beside her, tilting her fair neck like a proud swan: "Keare is the most excellent child."
"I can only say…"
"His true talent will surpass everyone! Surpass everyone's imagination!"
"?"
Looking at her confident best friend, and the smile radiating on the brown-haired young man's fair face as he sat on the sofa, Hephaestus's expression stiffened.
How could there be an even greater expert?
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