In order to raise your level, you need a feat that will astonish the gods.
At Level 1, that might mean taking down a minotaur,
or defeating Udaeus alone,
or killing a Monster Rex.
In short, you need a feat everyone will recognize.
“So the reason Aiz leveled up was the Spirit World after all...”
Visiting the Spirit World was a feat all the gods would acknowledge.
“Or maybe it was the wind that gathered at the end.”
“Could be.”
Maybe Aria or some other wind spirit had bestowed a blessing on her?
“I’m here.”
While I was thinking about all that, Aiz came to the forge holding a sheet of parchment.
“...What’s with the parchment?”
“My Status.”
“Is it okay to just bring that around?”
“You said there shouldn’t be anything hidden between lovers.”
“I mean, I don’t think you need to hide your Status, exactly.”
In fact, I thought a little privacy was fine, as long as it wasn’t about wind or anything illegal.
“Take a look.”
“Yeah...”
Now then...
[Name: Aiz Wallenstein]
LV.7
Strength I0
Endurance I0
Dexterity I0
Agility I0
Magic I0
Hunter E Resistance D Swordsmanship D Refining E Severing H Training I
Magic:
[Aerial]
- Wraps the entire body in wind.
Chant: Awake, storm
[Spirit Form]
- Temporarily transforms into a spirit.
Skills:
Avalon
- Increased recovery
- Increased mind
- Increased Excelia
Blessing of the Wind
- Magic power adjustment
- Increased power of wind attributes
Blessing of the Spirit
- Status adjustment when using mind
- Increased power when using magic
“That’s kind of absurd.”
Were Spirit Form, Blessing of the Wind, and Blessing of the Spirit all things she’d gained this time?
“What about Bellf?”
“Here.”
Since there was no reason to hide it, I handed Aiz the parchment I’d been keeping.
“Bellf isn’t exactly weak either.”
“That’s true.”
After all, I could mass-produce magic swords capable of sending even deep-floor monsters to their graves.
“And I got permission.”
“For what?”
“Cohabitation.”
“...”
Since she relied on wind, her progress was as fast as the wind itself.
“Didn’t Loki or Finn object?”
“Loki, Riveria, and Lefiya all objected. Loki said she’d rather have dirt in her eyes than agree to it.”
“So?”
“I threw dirt at her and came back.”
“I see...”
I wasn’t even surprised anymore.
Still, cohabitation, huh...
“...I’m not sure my body will hold out.”
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