In order to become a Heroic Spirit, I had no choice but to cause trouble in history.

"What are you doing? If you kill this kid, I'll be in trouble. And if you want to do experimental forging, you need to get approval from the gods first. If you mess with humans without approval, I'll report you to the gods." Hermes looked at Hephaestus warily, not letting go of Luslan, who was being dragged along by the two gods like a noodle.

Luslan, who had fainted: ...

“No, just wait a moment.” Hephaestus snatched Ruslan from his hand, examined him for a moment, and his eyes fell on Ruslan’s waist.

There, a broken sword hangs.

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Chapter 572 Surveillance and Weapons

"How long?" Hermes sighed, relaxed, leaned against the door frame, and watched Hephaestus carry Ruslan toward the forge.

“I’ll add a monitor to this thing… no, I’ll make amends.” Hephaestus still felt there was something wrong with this thing, but there was really no way to prove that it wasn’t human. In addition, with Hermes present, it was inconvenient to conduct further testing, so Hephaestus simply chose to put the thing back.

However, adding a monitor is still quite necessary.

Hermes' face twitched.

Never mind, let's just pretend we didn't hear it...

Hephaestus threw the broken sword into the furnace, and the forging hammer in his hand spun, sparks flying.

Bang!

......

When Ruslan opened his eyes again, he found himself lying in a small cabin.

"I... I'm back?" He sat up, touching his head.

"Oh, you're awake." A strange voice reached Ruslan's ears.

Luslan turned his head and saw a short young man with squinted eyes.

"You, who are you?" Luslan felt a little uneasy. His intuition told him that the person in front of him was not simple.

"Don't worry, I'm Ou Shen's older brother. He's gone out for exercise now, so I'm asking him to look after you." The young man crossed his legs, a slightly sly smile on his face.

“Oshen’s brother?” Luslan thought to himself, “I’m still young, don’t lie to me. When did Chief Doris have a child?”

"Brother Hermes, has Luslan woken up?" Just then, Oshin's voice came from outside the house.

"Hmm, your little brother's here." Hermes placed his hands on his knees, and the corners of his mouth widened a little.

Oshin pushed open the door and the first thing he saw was Luslan sitting on the bed with a bewildered look on his face.

"Oh! You're awake, Ruslan!" Oshen ran excitedly to Ruslan's side, then looked at Hermes sitting there and said, "Thank you, Brother Hermes!"

Hermes smiled and waved his hand: "It's nothing, it's what an elder brother should do. Now that Ruslan is awake, I'll be going."

"Ah, have a safe journey, Brother Hermes." Ocean waved.

Hermes, with a smile on his face, vanished as he transformed into particles of light.

Luslan hadn't fully processed it yet: "Oshen, that's...?"

“Ah, that one is… my cousin, Hermes.” He whispered in Roslan’s ear, “He’s a slightly strange god, but he’s a nice guy.”

What Oshin said was a bit strange. When Hermes brought Ruslan back, he demanded that Oshin call him "brother" whenever they met, otherwise he wouldn't give Ruslan to him.

“Uh…” Ruslan scratched his head.

If you can't figure it out, then don't think about it anymore.

Open for business!

"So, what exactly happened? I remember Lord Hephaestus took me away..." Luslan scratched his face, frowning, trying hard to recall what had happened before he fainted.

It seems I slept a lot at Lord Hephaestus's residence?

"Never mind that. It's good that you're back. It seems my unreliable cousin misread something and brought you back by mistake. But as an apology, he asked my brother Hermes to give you this."

Oshin picked something up from the small wooden cabinet.

Luslan looked at Oshen's hand.

That was... a short sword?

Inserted into the scabbard, the hilt alone appears quite ornate.

“This is…” He took the short sword from Ou Shen’s hand.

The moment Luslan touched the short sword, he felt a scorching heat.

Luslan drew the short sword from its sheath and stared blankly at it.

“This is a divine artifact,” Ou Shen replied.

Without a word, Luslan got out of bed and walked out of the cabin.

The sun came out today, which is quite rare during the rainy season.

Luslan gently touched the blade of the short sword with his hand, and even before he fully touched it, he could feel its sharpness.

puff-

Luslan's finger was cut open, and blood flowed out.

Luslan's fingers moved swiftly, the short sword moving rapidly in his hands, flitting up and down, shimmering in the sunlight like a butterfly or a sword flower.

The attention of Jimia and Lemoni, who were exercising nearby, was drawn to Ruslan.

Only Aga remained, training relentlessly.

"I'm so envious. That guy has a divine artifact too, and I'm the only one who doesn't have one." Miya pouted.

Ou Shen happened to walk up to Jimia and immediately looked at her with disgust: "You talk as if we have the thing that grows on your head."

Kimia touched the pointed horn on her head and chuckled, "That's true."

He is now almost able to use this power that he obtained from deep within his body, and he feels—not bad!

Luslan, on the other hand, was completely focused on fiddling with the short sword in his hand.

Suddenly, his eyes flashed, and he grabbed the hilt of the sword.

He swung the short sword fiercely into the air!

call--

A raging flame was cleaved out by Ruslan.

Luslan remained in his slashing stance, panting heavily, his eyes filled with joy and... solemnity.

"Good heavens!" Ou Shen exclaimed in surprise as he looked at the flames that were bright enough to illuminate the faces of several people.

“Roar…” Lemoni narrowed his eyes and stroked his chin.

Luslan straightened up and silently looked at the short sword in his hand.

Something feels off.

But let's leave it for now.

Anyway, as long as I don't reveal any flaws, I'm not afraid of being suspected.

With a sigh, Luslan sheathed his short sword and, feeling his utterly exhausted strength, collapsed to the ground.

"Oshin... could you find me something to eat?" He looked at Oshin.

“Uh, okay!” Oshin nodded.

Lemoni smiled and shook his head.

"Let's go to the bar for a drink tonight, it's been a long time since we've done that," said Miya, making a drinking gesture.

“That’s good, I’ll go in a bit.” Ruslan perked up his ears.

Although he verbally agreed, Ruslan's heart was heavy.

Hermes sat atop the clouds.

A bitter smile still lingered on his face.

"This whole mess is really something..."

He shook his head and sighed.

"However, that kid named Luslan can be considered to have benefited from misfortune. The artifact was personally crafted by Hephaestus, and even among the gods, there are not many who can possess it."

He looked at the short sword that Ruslan had placed at his waist from the air.

"Well... it wouldn't be a problem if this artifact had some other functions, would it?"

Although I brought you back for Ocean's sake, that doesn't mean I completely distrust my brother Hephaestus.

The divine is not something that creates illusions without a reason.

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Chapter 573 Chimera

A month has passed.

During this month, Ruslan became familiar with his new weapon, Agah was able to barely maneuver his wooden boat, and Ocean's injuries had almost healed.

"As expected of an injury caused directly by magic, it took a full month to heal." Oshen placed his right hand on his left shoulder, and when he twisted it, he no longer felt any strange soreness. Divine power could also flow smoothly in his left arm.

“It looks like we can’t afford to get injured like this again. Even Oshen’s constitution requires such a long recovery time, let alone us.” Ruslan leaned against the trunk of a tree in Rashtanaha, arms crossed.

He had been through a lot of torment over the past month, not only having to familiarize himself with this "apology" from the gods, but also having to survive the almost insane training arranged by Ou Shen.

At that moment, Agah came over holding up a large leaf.

"Oh! Agah, here to train again?" Ou Shen smiled as he looked at the young man who had grown ten centimeters in the past month.

"I feel like I've found what I should be doing, so I can't give up halfway." Aga chuckled, looking at the group of people who were all ready to go, and asked with some doubt, "What are you guys going to do? You've all brought your gear."

“Of course we’re going hunting.” Oshin pulled on the invisible bowstring of his sea bow. “Yesterday at noon, we received a commission from Mayor Laurent. Apparently, the hunters they sent out have discovered a monster’s lair, and now they want us to eliminate it.”

"Ah...I see." Aga's eyes lit up for a moment, but then dimmed again.

He scratched the back of his head: "My sister was a little surprised that you guys didn't come to the tavern to drink heavily last night."