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Although Hestia was told to buy herb seeds, Aston didn't tell her why.
She asked several times, but Aston kept his mouth shut and didn't explain, just smiled and said it was a secret.
This left Hestia helpless.
But if Aston didn't want to tell her, she wouldn't force him to.
Without asking for an answer, Hestia quietly watched as Aston fiddled with various props and herbs.
However, this sight almost shocked Hestia.
Aston's movements dazzled her, making it almost impossible for her to keep up.
Besides, as time went on, bottle after bottle of potions were neatly set aside without a single failure, making it seem as easy as playing house.
She had only seen Miach work so quickly in such a similar way back in the heavens.
But that was only when they were in the upper realm.
After coming to the Lower Realm, without the help of divine power, Miach was also slow in making potions, afraid of the slightest mistake that would cause the potion to fail.
Aston, on the other hand, wasn't worried about that at all, his hands turned into stumps, quickly displaying a variety of techniques that seemed to be very superior refinement and fusion.
"Aston, you're a monster." Hestia couldn't help but say something as she watched.
Although she hadn't seen the scenes of other people from the Earth Realm making potions, Hestia was very sure that Aston was no second to any of them when it came to making potions.
At least no one could do what Aston was doing now.
Only the medical gods from the Celestial Realm were able to surpass Aston.
It's only been a day since Aston acquired this ability, and he's actually able to be this skilled.
What was he, if not a monster?
Hestia felt that she would be able to accept whatever unbelievable things might appear on Aston's behalf.
"Hmm?"
"Uh, I thought I would make the potion as soon as possible before talking to you, so I used my full power." At Hestia's words, Aston also paused for a moment and explained with a smile.
"Discuss something with me?"
"Besides the matter of the herb seeds, is there anything else?" Hestia nodded, then rested her arms on the table with both hands on her chin and looked at Aston curiously.
"Uh-huh."
"Don't get too upset when I tell you this." Aston nodded, then reminded her in advance.
"You say that like I'm going to get angry after hearing what you're going to discuss, what is it?" Aston's words made Hestia more curious, nudging him.
"I want to commission a member of Loki's Familia to go with me to the lower levels." Aston breathed deeply and spoke his thoughts.
Hestia's face immediately flushed, her mouth opened wide, and her entire body froze.
It took a while for her to recover.
When she did, she exploded with rage.
Hestia moved to the edge of the sofa, sat down, and looked at Aston with indignation.
"Explain why you think that" she said.
"If you don't explain clearly, I won't let it go."
Hestia glared at Aston as he nervously scratched his cheek and began to speak.
As he explained, her anger subsided and she took on a contemplative expression.
Several minutes passed before Hestia looked back up at Aston.
"Being able to increase your strength is something I won't turn down because of a petty grudge."
"Even if I agree to let you go and hire the Loki Familiars, we won't be able to afford a first-class adventurer with our current financial resources."
"Plus, even if we have enough money, Loki won't necessarily let the children under her command agree to your mission."
"After all, I'm in a bad relationship with that guy." Hestia said to Aston.
Once Aston had explained it clearly, Hestia's anger subsided.
She was a deeply righteous god, and it was of course impossible for her to obstruct Aston's request to increase his power faster.
But just because she didn't block it didn't mean that Loki on the other side would agree.
She and Loki had been fighting since the beginning of the Heavens, and even after she came to the Lower Realm, the bad blood between her and Loki continued.
This was because the two of them were incompatible with each other.
After all, she and Loki, one is big, while the other is a cutting board, from the beginning of the heavens, the two have quarreled over this matter many times.
Speaking of which, Hestia was wondering, Demeter is also big, why does that Loki get along so well with Demeter and is such an enemy to herself?
"I've prepared for this, but I'm not sure if I can succeed," Aston said with
a smile. "Once I do, Loki won't stand in my way and will welcome me with open arms."
Hestia wondered.
"What kind of preparation could make Loki overlook their sins?"
"It's the potion I have," Aston replied, holding it up.
"It's a potion that can enhance breasts, and it works well."
"I am not sure if it will work for gods like you though."
"If it does work, would she refuse after doing her such a great favor?" Aston smiled faintly and shook the clear, transparent, flawless potion in his hand.
"No way, impossible."
"A god cannot change its appearance, not even with a potion."
"If it were possible, Loki in the heavens would have let the medicine gods help her, and she wouldn't be so 'poor' even now." Hestia shook her head at Aston's remark without much thought.
"Of course, I am aware of that, but we can always try." Aston smiled back, undiscouraged.
Healing Gods from the heavens have the imprint of this world, and of course the potions they make can't affect a layer of immutable Gods, but the inheritance I received isn't from this world.
Even though I used herbs from this world, they weren't registered in this world, so there's still a big possibility.
Well, it's just a possibility.
If I really can't, I can always bribe Tiona, this airstrip, and let her take me to the Lower Levels.
"Alright, you decide for yourself."
"I'll go find Miach tomorrow to discuss it, and then I'll drop this matter on Miach's head if it really works out." Hestia was worthy of being a very wise god considering the consequences before there were results.
"Thank you, Hestia." Aston smiled slightly and thanked her.
If a mortal really created something like this that could affect a scale of unchanging gods, then it would definitely cause a stir.
But if a god made it, then it would be okay.
Hestia was an excellent god, prioritizing Aston's well-being. When Aston mentioned this, Hestia promptly offered Aston a chance to deal with the possible consequences at the first opportunity.
"There is no need to thank me; you are my dependent."
"Did you finish making the potion?"
"No, I need to make one more copy."
"Just one more left?"
"Well, since I'm looking to God Miach for help, it's only natural that I have to make some payment."
"'Isn't God Miach's only dependent missing an arm now?"
"In that case, I'll send a potion to regrow the arm of God Miach's dependent." Aston nodded and explained further.
"Can you make this potion too?" Aston's answer surprised Hestia.
"Yes, it's possible."
"Great!" Hestia was happy to receive a positive answer.
She was happy for this child of the Miach Familia.
A girl with an artificial arm hanging from her body didn't look good at all, and it would be great if she could recover.
Hestia didn't bother Aston either and just watched quietly as he continued preparing the potion.
"Now that the potion is ready, let's update the Status!!!" Soon, Aston's potion was finished, and Hestia waved her hand with a smile, ready to update Aston's Status.
"Ah, okay, update it."
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