"Physsus... just how fucking stupid are you?" Lukas mumbled to himself, squeezing his eyes shut in disbelief. "How the hell do you lose something like that?"
From the beginning he had known that the chalice was very important. However, this level of importance never even crossed his mind.
The chalice literally GAVE Physsus his Divinity.
The obvious implication was that any regular person could achieve divine power through it in someway. Any god with a brain cell would've kept that shit locked the fuck away.
But no, this absolute idiot of a god lost the chalice, and now Lukas was forced to retrieve it.
'If that person is able to use the chalice...' Lukas's eyes grew dark at the thought. 'How the hell am I supposed to scam my way out of that?'
"Uh, this isn't because of my training, right?"
Alara's confused voice broke through his dread. He didn't even notice her arrival.
Assuming this was her and not some godly servant bullshit, anyway.
"Well, whatever you did to those goblins got them all giddy. Fred said that he never saw them so happy before."
Lukas jumped when she slammed her hand on his shoulder, exclaiming, "What kind of name is Fred anyway! Are you stupid?"
He couldn't help but chuckle at that, as his naming sense was quite bad.
"There we go! None of that frowning stuff, mister. We have training to do." Alara said as she dropped to eye level with a wide smile.
'Yeah, I need to train more than– wait...'
Lukas's eyes grew wide as he noticed the one thing she had that her doppelganger didn't: the scarf. Whatever it was, it was essential to her.
He recalled how angry she was when she had been looking for it, forgetting everything else as she threatened to kill every goblin. It probably wasn't a stretch to say that she was obsessed with it.
Also, it was getting quite dirty from all of its time in the desert. Now more than ever, he needed her help. He made some good today, far more than he would need to buy cleaner and polish in his world.
"Hellooo, anyone there!" Alara asked while waving her hand in front of his face, as Lukas had just been sitting there.
Ignoring her, he asked his question to the system.
'Nina, does the store have any kind of item that could clean her scarf?'
[Trying to impress your lady, huh? Well, there probably is. Just think about what you need and the shop will automatically filter itself to those items.]
'Hmm... also she's not my lady!' Lukas thought as he did as instructed.
An instant later, his shop had filtered itself, just as promised.