Quest Name②: Item of Destiny
Quest Type: Permanent
Quest requirement: Search for powerful treasures across various worlds and obtain the power to Resurrect the Deceased
Quest difficulty: Unknown
Quest reward: When obtaining power vastly different from one's own traits, it will be repaired according to the circumstances and personal will, then thoroughly integrated
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ps: Complete specific quests to obtain permission to continue traveling between worlds
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This really is something incredible.
After reading the newly appeared content and prompts, Ritsuka sighed inwardly.
What kind of quests were these specific quests?
Would follow-up quests only appear after she completed the first optional quest?
Her thoughts became more active, and many things suddenly became clear. The Crystal Dice itself was a massive treasure. Perhaps she would have the chance to travel to other worlds in the future and obtain a Character Template with the power of resurrection.
Her fingers trembled slightly. At that moment, Loki could clearly sense a change in Ritsuka, as though something within her had awakened once more.
Spirit. Willpower.
"Lady Loki."
"I'm here."
Loki was somewhat expectant.
Then, Ritsuka said something that Loki would definitely regret agreeing to in the future—
"I suddenly became interested in the power of the 'Blessing.' Lady Loki, do you want to make a bet with me?"
"Mm... huh? Bet on what?"
Loki was confused, and a bad feeling abruptly surfaced in her heart.
The next moment, Ritsuka raised the corners of her mouth, her dim golden pupils gleaming as she slowly spoke—
"Lady Loki, you're very curious about Riveria's condition from a few days ago, right? Then, are you interested in making this bet with me?"
"Eat the Mapo Tofu Ramen I made. Whether you finish it or not, I'll join the Loki Familia."
With her arms folded over her chest, her right index finger lightly tapping her cheek, Ritsuka grinned. For a moment, she looked especially sunny and adorable.
Yet some inexplicable sense of unease made Loki hesitate.
However, such a promising prospect had suddenly changed her mind, and Loki truly was interested in Riveria's condition. She immediately made the decision, unwilling to give Ritsuka even the slightest chance to regret it.
"I swear in Loki's name that I'll eat it!"
"Eh! You're swearing... You don't have to take it so seriously."
Ritsuka awkwardly waved her hand.
She merely wanted to see whether Mapo Tofu could take down a deity. After all, at this stage, everyone who had eaten it aside from her and Kirei Kotomine had collapsed.
If it was a deity, perhaps she would be able to endure it.
And perhaps she would even come to enjoy the pleasure brought by Mapo Tofu because of that one-of-a-kind sensation.
More than ten minutes quietly passed as they waited.
Beside the shattered wall and floor-to-ceiling window, Loki's vermilion eyes were filled with regret, cold sweat helplessly sliding down her forehead.
Holding chopsticks in her right hand, she trembled as she reached toward that bowl of Mapo Tofu Ramen, red as hell itself.
If Riveria were here, she would definitely notice that this bowl was far redder than the one she had eaten. This was the original Father Mape version, plus double spiciness—the No. 2 Modified Mapo Water.
Unlike Kirei Kotomine's perverted method of suddenly handing unbearably spicy food to someone and delivering the finishing blow, Ritsuka put every killing move on the table from the start, forcing her opponent to brace herself and take it head-on. It was perversion among perversions.
"Please, Lady Loki."
At that moment, Ritsuka's sweet smile looked like that of a devil or yaksha to Loki.
Her arm stiff, Loki slowly picked up some noodles, along with several fragrant, tender cubes of tofu, and put them into her mouth. She began chewing slowly.
Bang. Her taste buds exploded.
Loki's eyes flew wide open. She stared at the bowl before her in utter disbelief, the Divine Power boiling within her as though it had reached a rolling boil, while fiery pain burned through her stomach.
Even her ass was about to give out.
Then, under Ritsuka's stunned and worried gaze, Loki lifted the bowl as if joking around and rapidly wolfed it down, slurping all the tofu and noodles into her stomach.
Even the magma-red soup was gulped down in one go.
A true hero was born at this moment!
"Loki..."
Loki heavily set down the bowl, silently lowering her head, her lips swollen like sausages.
Her vacant eyes suddenly lifted, and she looked toward Ritsuka—
"This is my enemy for life."
"..."
With a thud, her body fell backward, and Loki tumbled straight out of her chair.
She lost consciousness on the spot.
Behind her was an oval pit Ritsuka had punched into the wall. Thus, unconscious Loki fell right into it, legs sticking up.
Like a radish planted in the ground, she looked utterly hilarious.
The flat-chested, single-ponytailed, squinty-eyed pervert goddess had finally encountered another lifelong enemy besides that short, busty loli goddess—Mapo Tofu...
"Loki!?"
PS: The revision worked, so there's no problem now (*^_^*)
(I thought revising the whole chapter wouldn't work.)
The New Lv1 Adventurer
Within the pitch-black, endless abyss, her body kept falling uncontrollably. Eternal silence, as though it could never reach the bottom, eroded her heart.
Even Loki, who had once been crazed and proud as a goddess of the Upper Realm, could not help feeling fear, because she sensed a future that Gods would normally never encounter.
Death!
At the bottom of the abyss seemed to be countless Evil Beasts, roaring viciously toward the sky as they waited for prey that had lost its footing to fall from above.
Grinding their teeth and sucking blood, sharpening their beastly natures...
As the endless fall continued, with no idea when it would end, Loki quietly awaited death's arrival.
Suddenly, Loki hit the bottom. The harsh environment sent a chill through her heart. In an environment like a volcano, crimson things kept churning, yet she could not see what they were. They merely enveloped her, making her feel intensely spicy.
The space above lit up, and Loki instinctively raised her head.
A gigantic inverted volcano descended from the sky, about to collide with the volcano enveloping her below. The crushing force, like two grave mounds colliding, made Loki open her eyes.
She saw it clearly.
"Mapo Tofu..."
"Fuck!!"
In the dim, cluttered room, Loki, her red hair draped over her shoulders, suddenly sprang up from the bed while unconscious.
Sitting beside her, holding a wet towel in her hand, Ritsuka blankly watched Loki roll off the bed and adorably tilt her head.
Was that... a nightmare?
Watching Loki, still shaken, her eyes wide as she looked around in every direction, Ritsuka suddenly felt a trace of guilt. She had heard Loki muttering something in her sleep just now.
It seemed to be Mapo Tofu.
Clearly, it had something to do with her. Loki's collapse was also her fault.
But what truly made her curious was that when she brought Loki back, although the other Familia members had been shocked, top-tier members like Finn had shown no major reaction. It was basically an "Oh, that's it?" sort of feeling.
It was as though no one was particularly worried about Loki's safety. Ritsuka could not understand such strange trust at all.
So she could only come take care of unconscious Loki as though apologizing.
"Loki..."
Ritsuka reached out and placed her hand on Loki's shoulder. The sudden voice made Loki notice her presence behind her.
That gentle, pleasant voice sounded like an evil ghost at that moment. Loki's body violently trembled, and she immediately lunged away, putting as much distance between herself and Ritsuka as possible.
That instinctive action left Ritsuka both amused and exasperated.
"I'm really sorry. I won't make Mapo Tofu for you again in the future."
"Promise?"
Loki leaned forward, instantly returning to her familiar squinty-eyed expression, looking as though nothing had happened at all.
Ritsuka immediately realized it. This woman...
"So you were pretending. You scared me to death."
Curling her fingers slightly, Ritsuka stood and took several steps forward, lightly flicking Loki on the forehead.
"Hehe, Ritsuka-tan is so cute. You're only a tiny bit less cute than Ais-tan. I'm liking you more and more."
"Stop right there. I have no interest in an old hag like you."
Her age was an unknown quantity.
As a deity, who knew how old Loki was? From the perspective of long-lived species, the concept of time was rather vague to begin with.
Besides, with Loki's perverted old-man personality, it would be a miracle if anyone liked her. Ritsuka, at least, liked the soft and fragile type—cute Girls.
Her gaze suddenly dimmed, and Ritsuka troubledly scratched her head.
"Loki, Finn said to wait here until you woke up, then have you inscribe the 'Blessing' on me so I can become an adventurer."
During the time Loki had been unconscious, no one had initially been taking care of her. Riveria had instead brought Ritsuka along to see her residence with Finn. It was in the residential area for female first-class adventurers.
In Orario, first-class adventurers were generally at least lv5.
Thus, Ritsuka's arrival had made everyone in the Familia curious. After all, the last girl to live in this area without being lv5 was Lefiya.
The talents of the elves were obvious to all.
Only a few of the very strongest members of the Loki Familia knew about Ritsuka's abilities and strength. Loki, meanwhile, could roughly judge her full strength, since she had effectively taken one of Ritsuka's hidden trump cards head-on as a measure of her personal power.
Now, everyone in the Loki Familia had begun looking forward to whether this cute girl named Emiya Ritsuka would soar to greatness like Ais, the Sword Princess.
"Oh, oh, come on. Let the great Loki grant you the 'Blessing.'"
"Take off your top and expose your back."
Loki opened her squinted eyes and picked up a needle from the table beside her.
Ritsuka instinctively began unfastening her clothes. When she realized what was happening, her cheeks flushed slightly. She met Loki's eyes, then took out the Sword Axe and tossed it aside.
If Loki dared touch her improperly, she could be beheaded at any time.
Understanding what Ritsuka meant, cold sweat ran down Loki's forehead as she began to focus her mind.
She undid her casual top and placed it before her. Her loose orange-red hair was gathered together and brought over her chest, exposing her fair, delicate back to the air.
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