Chapter 181

Chapter 182: The Goddess with the Housewife Aura

For the Labyrinth City of Orario.

While adventurers and the dungeon are the main themes of the city.

The occurrence of a dungeon uprising, which stirs the hearts, is also something that cannot be exposed to the general public.

Just like how the Holy Grail War has always been held in secret, or the frequent gas explosions in Fuyuki City, this time Orario is no different.

Apart from the few large Familial Groups involved in suppressing the uprising and the adventurers caught up in it, very few people know the details.

The residents might have noticed some slight changes, but with the Divine Moon Festival approaching, the Adventurer’s Guild took the opportunity of this festival to divert people’s attention.

The Divine Moon Festival is a holiday that has been celebrated since before the deities descended, a festival that worships the moon as a deity, praying not to be attacked by monsters and for safety.

It is one of the customs of the lower realms.

Not just Orario, other human cities and towns also celebrate it together.

As the guild prepared for the Divine Moon Festival, at the edge of the Great Forest Sea.

In the temporarily set up camp, the sounds of supplies being moved and casual chatter intertwined.

Many people were moving around busily doing various tasks. Some carried food ingredients, some simply repaired weapons, others ran around delivering messages; everyone had something to do.

A large-scale camping scene.

Compared to the previous day’s mindset, after the extermination of Andarius, everyone was filled with relaxation and joy, which they openly displayed.

Even though they were outdoors, their demeanor was incredibly relaxed and comfortable.

After all, the majority of the members of the Artemis and Hermes Familial Groups are Level 2 upper-class adventurers, a small portion are Level 3, and there’s Asfi, the strongest surface fighter on paper at Level 4.

This lineup is nothing short of luxurious outside of Orario.

Because the Orario Guild strictly restricts the movement of high-level adventurers, Level 2 is already considered strong within a kingdom outside, and Level 3 can achieve the rank of a general.

In special cases, such as magic power nations, they might possess Level 5.

But even that would be the weakest kind of Level 5, the type that would be slaughtered by peers within Orario.

As for Level 6, aside from unique nations like Amazon’s homeland – the Martial Nation that openly possesses them, other Level 6 existences are unheard of.

Moreover, the monsters outside Orario are descendants of the ancestors who came to the surface in ancient times, generally weaker.

With these two Familial Groups combined, this lineup could rival some small kingdoms, providing a full sense of security.

One could say everyone has become lax.

But the truth is, without Andarius and those mass-produced monsters, there is nothing in the Great Forest Sea that can threaten them.

Inside the camp illuminated by Magic Stones.

“Ah~”

The goddess’s cheeks were tinged with a faint pink, her ears still slightly flushed. Her arms trembled lightly as she held a dish, scooping up a spoonful to feed it to Izay.

Clearly, Artemis, doing this for the first time, couldn’t remain completely calm.

However, the person who was feeling sore all over due to the side effects of magic was accepting the feeding from the goddess with ease.

Seeing the smile on Izay’s face, Artemis, whose cheeks had almost cooled down, blushed again, her voice tinged with embarrassment.

“What… what are you smiling at?”

Upon hearing this, Izay blinked but didn’t plan to look away: “I’m just thinking that probably only I am fortunate enough to receive such care from Lady Artemis.”

As the words fell, Artemis’ cheeks turned even redder, hurriedly trying to cover up: “That’s because you’re injured! This is a special favor for the wounded! You’re not allowed to misinterpret it!”

Yes, the side effects of magic, in a certain sense, could also be categorized as an injury.

Just like that…

“Typical tsundere behavior~” Izay muttered under his breath.

Artemis, who naturally has some tsundere traits, is exactly like that.

To understand her words, sometimes Izay needs to interpret them in reverse, leading to many unexpected discoveries.

“Hmm? What did you just say?”

“Nothing, nothing.”

At this moment, at the entrance of the tent.

“Unbelievable, that person actually is Lady Artemis, shocking…”

“The housewife vibe is so strong! I somehow feel a bit full.”

“Same here~”

Led by Lanti, some young girls suddenly peeked out from the entrance.

When these young girls, who spend their days with Artemis, saw their deity taking care of Izay, exuding a full housewife aura, their faces were filled with expressions of utter shock.

“I can’t quite believe it… Chloe, pinch me?” Lanti mumbled numbly.

Could the person inside the tent, radiating a housewife vibe, really be their deity?

Surely someone must have switched her while she wasn’t looking?

The scenes of Artemis reprimanding her were still vivid in her memory, and no matter how Lanti thought about it, she couldn’t connect the two images.

“Oh, okay.” Hearing her strange request, Chloe hesitated for a moment but complied.

She extended her small hand, raising it, then placed it on Lanti’s waist.

—Pinch.

“Ahh! It hurts!!”

A pitiful scream suddenly broke the warm, quiet atmosphere of the tent, sounding extremely out of place.

“………”

“I suddenly remembered I have something to do, I’ll go first.”

“Coincidentally, me too!”

“Ahh! Me too, Laurelle, wait for me…”

In the blink of an eye, all the girls who had come over to gossip with Lanti and Chloe disappeared, leaving the two standing at the entrance of the tent, staring at each other wide-eyed.

“—!?”

At the same time, Artemis and Izay inside turned their gaze and immediately spotted a group of onlookers at the door.

However, when they looked over, apart from Lanti and Chloe, the others only saw the backs of those who had hastily left.

Artemis’ expression froze momentarily, then her ears visibly turned red.

Her expression was filled with resentment, fierce yet tinged with annoyance.

From Izay’s perspective, she wasn’t particularly intimidating, more on the cute side.

Mainly because her face was covered in a rosy blush, lacking any semblance of authority.

But Lanti and Chloe, who felt they had been caught in wrongdoing, weren’t thinking that way. They were comically hugging each other, trembling in fear.

Literally.

“Wow, Izay-kun actually managed to get through to Artemis, impressive… No, wait, cough cough, don’t look at me like that, Asfi, I didn’t say anything.”

In the camp, noticing the commotion here, Hermes wore a smile on his face.

He wanted to say more but was scared off by the cold glare from a nearby faction member, unable to continue.

“…Pathetic.”

Adjusting her silver-framed glasses, Asfi coldly spat out a word, harboring years of resentment towards her own deity.

Around fifty members of the two factions stayed at the edge of the Great Forest Sea for three to four days, only beginning their return journey after Izay’s injuries healed.