Chapter 271 Helion's Class

When her vision cleared up, she was surprised to see how much of New York had actually been repaired. While there were still plenty of buildings that were collapsed, most of the shops and houses are up and running.

Currently, she was back in her original form so a few could recognise her.

Just as she stepped out of the teleport shrine, she saw a familiar face.

"Yo, Liam. Long time no see." Shiro grinned and gave him a slight wave.

"Mn? Oh Shiro. It's been a while and wow, you're already level 60." Liam praised in surprise.

"Haha, I've had a few fortuitous encounters after all." Shiro replied with a smile.

"I see… wait a moment. Since when could you speak?" Liam tilted his head. From his memories, she had been mute and only used her phone to communicate.

"Ah about that, you see, my voice was fixed when I classed up." Shiro chuckled.

"That makes sense. Class up's do change your body ever so little after all. Who knows, maybe next class will make you into a mature woman." Liam laughed.

"I wish."

If her next class didn't make her mature, she was seriously going to question if her body belonged to Kuromi or not. From the images that she seen, Kuromi definitely had a good figure and not a washing board like the current her.

After chatting for a little longer, Shiro bid Liam goodbye and made her way to Helion's workshop.

Arriving at the location, she saw that his shop was closed and that there was a notice for a leave.

"Is anyone home~" Shiro called out while trying to look for an entrance.

"Look at the sign, the shop is closed." Helion's voice called out from inside the shot.

Grinning to herself slightly, Shiro entered the rift and phased through the shop.

Hiding herself in the corner, she saw Helion hammering away at a piece of armour.

[Helion LVL 53 Hephaestus's Chosen]

'Hephaestus's? Isn't that the Greek god of blacksmithing? He's actually managed to get a class with a god's name in the title.' Shiro widened her eyes.

Now that she saw his class, she finally realised why he could even have a shot at creating red grade equipment. After all, Hephaestus wasn't known as the god of blacksmithing for no reason. If he couldn't even make red grade armour, he shouldn't be called a god.

Creeping up on him, Shiro tapped him lightly on the shoulder.

"Tch, I said that the shop is clos-…" Looking at Shiro, Helion paused in a trance. It had been a while since he had last seen her so her recent appearance was something he hadn't seen yet.

"Boo~" Shiro grinned.

"Wait you can talk now!?"

"Yup. I got my voice back a while ago. I just never had the chance to talk to you since." Shiro chuckled and pulled over a chair for her to sit on.

"Damn, heavens really favour you huh? You have both the looks and voice." Helion chuckled.

"Perhaps. By the way, is it possible for me to use this as a replacement for the B grade powerup item?" Shiro asked, handing him the tier 4 suppression field.

"Hmm… perhaps. But I'm not sure. Since the main effect of this item is to suppress, I don't know if it will help elevate your armour to the red grade. I'll try though." Helion furrowed his brows.

/p>

"Well that's fine. I'm in a troublesome situation right now so I can't exactly use my B ranked powerup item as a gamble." She smiled wearily.

"Haha, don't worry about it. I was thinking that a B ranked powerup item may be difficult for you to get so I've tried to think of a way to upgrade it without the help of the B ranked item." Helion waved his hand.

"Oh? What grade did they reach?"

"Purple +. I'm just a small bit away from reaching orange grade with this method. However, with the hammer that I got with my class up, I should be able to compensate for the difference." Helion smiled and showed her his new hammer.

[God Hephaestus's Hammer (5/5 Uses)]

The personal hammer of the blacksmithing god. As you are not at his level, you can only tap into a small portion of the power that resides within this hammer. As the chosen one, you must make the most out of this hammer and gain Hephaestus's recognition.

Soul Bound: Helion

"Hmm. . . you only have 5 uses of this item though. Are you sure you want to use one them on my armour?" Shiro asked with a frown.

"Just think of this as training. I need to use it in the future anyways. Might as well use it for a friend." Helion smiled.

". . .I owe you one then." Shiro smiled.

Unequipping her armour, she laid it on the workshop table along with all the materials that she had collected.

"Now then, I should probably crack on." Helion cracked his neck and stretched his body.

"Do you want to do this in a dungeon first? Upgrading an armour to red grade may cause quite the phenomenon you know?" Shiro asked.

"Will it?"

"Yeah. I'm pretty sure that when you classed up into your class, there should have been quite the phenomenon right?" Shiro raised an eyebrow.

"That's true. . . It's also the reason I'm leaving this city. Everyone knows about my class so the factions are making their way here." Helion scratched his cheek embarrassingly.

"Hais… I'm not surprised. Getting a god in your class name is pretty much a miracle you know? Here, this might help you a little." Shiro sighed and passed him a disguise orb.

"Oh my, this will definitely help out." Helion smiled and changed his name tag.

"You can also change your appearance since everyone here knows of your class."

Nodding his head, Helion changed his appearance so that eh resembled an average man with a blacksmithing class.

"So we're doing this in a dungeon then?" He asked, while storing all of the equipment he needed in his inventory. Naturally, he needed to take out some things to make room for all the tools.

"Ya. I'll protect you while you forge." Shiro nodded while looking at the pile of items that he had placed aside. She noticed a small pile of what seemed to be blue grade ass plates which piqued her curiosity.

"Those are?" She asked.

"Oh them? Custom orders for people that had moved out of the city and gone elsewhere." Helion replied.

"You still get orders for them?" Shiro raised an eyebrow.

"Of course, while we may not get much news about your ass piercing ways recently, the image has already been embedded to those that had seen you in action. Plus, the ass plates surprisingly don't conflict with the other armour pieces so that's extra defence. At this point, even those that haven't seen your ways, which I doubt, would be buying this to get more stats." Helion replied with a smile.

"I see. . . Interesting, I might ask for one as well since it gives extra stats." Shiro rubbed her chin in interest.

"Haha, I'll have to spend extra time in making a good enough plate for you then." Helion smiled as he finished packing.

"Now then, shall we go?" He asked with a smile.

Leading Helion to the level 21 Frag Ant's burrow, Shiro tapped her finger on the cave walls.

"Freeze." She commanded.

*BOOM!!!! KRRRRR!!!

Ice exploded out from her fingertips and froze over the entire floor with ease.

"Jesus Christ… I kinda feel sorry for the ant's you know? They don't even know what hit them." Helion muttered.

"Well they caused me a bit of annoyance before when I came here. Especially that queen." Shiro replied with a smile.

Setting down his equipment, Helion placed Shiro's armour on the table and took a deep breath.

*BOOM!!!!

As if opening the floor gates, mana surged towards him and gathered around his armour.

Pulling out Hephaestus's hammer, Helion bit his finger and traced it along the handle.

"Awaken." He commanded.

*FUUU!!!!!

Fire exploded out around him and gathered around the hammer. While this was happening, an illusionary figure overlapped Helion's body as Shiro guessed that this was an image of the blacksmithing god himself.

"You might want to stay back a little for this." Helion warned.

Nodding her head, Shiro followed his instructions. She could clearly see the cave wall slowly melt from the temperature.

Tensing his muscles, Helion slammed the hammer into the armour.

*BOOM!!!!!

A wave of energy shot out from this hit as Shiro was forced back a little.

'Well damn…' She thought in surprise at the prowess.

Looking at Helion hammering away at the armour while a torrent of energy was being pushed out with every hit, Shiro could only wait for the outcome patiently and hope that it would turn out ok.