I gazed at the small cave before me, my attention fixed on the shimmering pool of liquid and the brilliantly glowing stone at its center. God stones were incredibly rare, the result of thousands of years of mana condensing in energy-rich environments. Over time, they began producing Ambrosia, a top-tier elixir capable of healing wounds, neutralizing poisons, restoring magical energy, and even extending lifespan. However, it had its limitations—it couldn't regenerate lost limbs.
That didn't make it any less valuable.
Reaching into my Gate of Babylon, I retrieved several jade bottles and carefully scooped up the glowing liquid. Some of it was stored away for later use, while the rest was sent into my inner world, where Gem could begin mass production. With a precise movement, I extracted the god stone itself and placed it within the pagoda, where it would serve as a powerful energy source for future growth.
Beyond the Ambrosia and god stone, my senses picked up rare magical ores embedded within the dungeon walls—mithril, adamantite, and other precious materials. Given time, this dungeon would naturally replenish them, just as it would continue generating monsters.
This place wasn't just a treasure trove—it was a fortress, a personal stronghold. If I ever ran into trouble with the Guild or the gods in the Danmachi world, I now had an independent dungeon where my peerage and I could train freely.
Despite how the gods in Orario presented themselves—weak, foolish, restrained—I wasn't arrogant enough to assume they were truly powerless. The only reason they seemed fragile was their self-imposed restriction on divine arcanum. But if pushed too far…
Never underestimate anyone.
I glanced at the now-empty cavern, a deep satisfaction settling over me. This dungeon, and everything within it, was now mine.
"I could probably ruin the Danmachi economy by selling elixirs and potions."
It was an amusing thought, but one for another time. I activated the travel function and headed back home.
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Settling onto the couch, I let out a breath, mentally adjusting a few parameters of the dungeon. Apparently, if I added magic cores from Danmachi, the dungeon would start producing monsters with magic cores, potentially leading to new species.
With this dungeon and the ascension platform, I now had access to spirit beasts for cultivation and spirit rings, in addition to leveling opportunities for magic-based systems.
Perhaps I could also introduce some magical plants and herbs from Harry Potter into the dungeon and let it start naturally producing them. I'd need to check the current herbal ecosystem first, but the potential was promising.
The Danmachi dungeon also had some unique materials—like the blue and purple Poplio, butterfly-like creatures that released both poisonous and healing powders. I had collected a few during my dive into the dungeon and stored them with Gem for mass production. The powders could prove useful in the future.
Later that evening, when the girls returned, they were surprised to find Hestia nervously sitting in the manor.
Only two members of my group had a known dislike for gods—Medea and Scathach. The two examined Hestia for a moment before ultimately ignoring her, much to her visible relief.
Instead, they turned to me for an explanation.
"She wanted a family, and I know Hestia is a good goddess. Her domains include home, cooking, and the hearth."
Many of the girls were familiar with Hestia's reputation, recognizing her as one of the few genuinely benevolent deities. I also explained the benefits I had gained from her blessing.
A few of them seemed particularly interested—
Serenity, who still enjoyed cooking despite being an assassin.
Saeko, who had traditional values and saw herself as both my blade and a future wife.
Fleur, who had an affinity for fire and warmth.
Most of the group welcomed Hestia and even accepted her blessing.
Scathach, as expected, remained indifferent. She saw no real need for the blessing, while Medea merely turned a blind eye, neither rejecting nor acknowledging it.
As for why Medea and Freya didn't get along… well, Medea had a special hatred for goddesses of beauty.
One unexpected perk of adding Hestia to the group—Winky's cooking had become divine-level. Every meal she prepared was now on an entirely different level, surpassing even what high-end restaurants could produce.
Of course, welcoming Hestia also came with… complications.
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Freya sat on her bed, pouting like a child who had been wronged. Arms crossed, legs tucked up, she glared at me as if I had cheated on her.
"How could you accept another goddess's blessing?!" she huffed. "I should have been the one to grant you a blessing!"
I smirked, settling into a chair across from her.
"Oh? And you think I should just ignore the mess you caused as Syr? Now everyone in Orario knows about me and my family."
Her pout deepened. "Hmph! You strutted past the place I work, drove me crazy with your soul, and then just left without even saying hello! Do you know what that did to me?! Everyone in the restaurant made fun of me!"
I chuckled. "Alright, that was my bad. How about I accept your blessing too? No rule says I can only receive one."
Freya's expression shifted as her mischievous smirk returned. "Fine. Take off your shirt."
Shrugging, I pulled my shirt off, and she devoured me with her eyes, practically licking her lips. A golden needle appeared in her hand.
"Lay down," she commanded.
I complied, resting on the bed, waiting.
Moments later, I felt a soft, heavenly sensation settle onto my back. But there was something else—a pair of warm, wet lips pressing against my skin, followed by a heated moan.
Glancing over my shoulder, I found Freya completely naked, grinding against my back, her eyes glowing pink with barely restrained desire.
She pricked her finger, letting a drop of golden blood fall between my shoulders.
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[Blessing of Freya received: New abilities acquired – Natural Charm, Discerning Eye, Freya's Odr.]
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My eyes widened as I felt changes ripple through my body, mind, and soul.
Natural Charm: Enhanced my natural attractiveness, charisma, and presence, making me more alluring to others.
Discerning Eye: Allowed me to see the souls of others, gauge their strength, and read their emotions.
Freya's Odr: The most significant change—Freya had marked me as her husband and other half, much like Fleur had done.
This bond provided me with extra protection for my soul, an unbreakable connection to Freya, and the ability for her to speak to me telepathically or find me anywhere.
However, she couldn't harm me or interfere with my soul without my permission. If I ever wanted to, I could remove it.
Freya tried reading my memories, and I just rolled my eyes before allowing it.
She let out a contented sigh, her voice dripping with satisfaction.
"You're mine now, Ryan."
I smirked. "We'll see about that."
[Sorry been slacking a bit today just catching up on videos and books myself. Anyway here's another chapter, send Powerstones as the rankings reset today, if you feeling like buying me a soda or something to snack on here's the cashapp $Ryantheholy, if you feel like showing off your favorite waifu or suggestions for the group send pics in the comments.]