Chapter 208

Chapter 210: This Main Goddess, She’s Just Trash

Even though it’s unclear how Izay managed to get the Guild’s assistance.

With the powerful support of the Guild, Loki confidently expressed that dealing with Ishtar, this broken deity, would be an easy task.

This operation was already half-successful before it even began!

“Oh yeah, Izay, I had a question for you.” After a long while, concluding their discussion on the matter, Loki suddenly turned her head towards him.

Izay looked a little bewildered: “What question?”

“About how you met that girl named Haruhi… did you sneak off to the Pleasure Quarter by yourself!?”

“……”

“Why aren’t you saying anything?”

Her gaze became curious at this point as Loki eyed Izay, wondering why his expression suddenly grew serious.

To deceive, ahem, no. To explain to Loki, Izay put on a solemn attitude.

“Loki, it wasn’t me who went to the Pleasure Quarter by myself; it was because of Raul.”

“—?”

“It was all Raul’s doing; he dragged me along—just like last time. I was reluctant, dropped him off at the shop, and left right after. But when I returned, I got chased by a group of Amazons across the streets, and then…”

Lying through his teeth, this is exactly what happened.

Izay, without batting an eyelid, repeated a familiar story to Loki.

Being lured in by Raul, chased by battle courtesans, bumping into Hermes inside the brothel, and finally meeting the pure-hearted fox girl for the first time.

In short, that’s how it went, nya~

“What a convoluted tale…” Loki, after listening, stroked her chin and couldn’t help but comment, barely doubting it.

But then her tone abruptly changed as she clicked her tongue: “Tsk, that Raul guy really doesn’t learn. I’ll have to let Finn scold him again!”

(Raul: ???)

(About a few days later, Raul looked around the familiar room, the familiar parchment and quill pens, and fell into deep thought with a puzzled look on his face.)

…

After conversing with Loki, Izay returned to his daily routine.

Interacting with his companions, exploring and training in the Dungeon, absorbing new knowledge, engaging in practical combat training with the Goddess, and finding time to develop magic… each day was very tranquil.

During this period, Izay also secretly contacted Aisha.

As someone who had once disrupted a Killing Stone ritual, though she feared Ishtar’s wrath and dared not act alone this time, that didn’t mean she would sit idly by.

Who doesn’t know how to bring in outside help or turn someone into a mole?

Upon learning about Izay’s plans, Aisha practically revealed everything about Ishtar’s upcoming ritual to him—the location, the force deployment, and more.

As one of the core forces within Ishtar’s Familia, she was privy to this information.

“That stupid woman can’t even control her own Familia members, absolutely hilarious!” That was Loki’s exact words.

Her reaction upon discovering there were moles within Ishtar’s Familia made her happy for the better part of the day.

Time passed quickly, nearly half a month flew by.

Tonight was the night of the full moon…

As night fell, the sky wasn’t pitch black but a boundless deep blue amidst the darkness, dotted with crystalline stars stretching endlessly toward the edge of the heavens.

Above the picturesque night scene, the golden full moon slowly began to reveal its clear form.

At the Twilight Manor in the northern district.

The Loki Familia members, who had been busy practicing all day, had already retired to their rooms to sleep. The vast mansion fell completely silent, save for the flickering lights of the Magic Stones.

However, at this moment, two figures unusually stepped out together.

After greeting the guard responsible for the night watch, Izay and Loki walked out the front door in broad daylight. With Loki, a main goddess present, sneaking out late at night was unnecessary.

There was no need to worry about the safety of a main goddess either, considering Izay was with them, right?

Walking through the garden path of this high-end residential area, their figures disappeared into the alleys.

“So late at night, what are they planning to do?”

High up in the Central Tower, the Halfling Tribe Leader, who had been training during the day and thus working overtime here at night, voiced his slightly questioning doubt.

Holding a document, he leaned against the office window overlooking the courtyard below.

“Don’t ask me, I know nothing.”

Beside him, Gress patted his beard, sounding somewhat dismissive.

“If they want to go out, let them. With Izay’s skills, nothing much can threaten him within this city. His magic isn’t something to mess with if he gets angry.”

The old dwarf said this.

They, the senior members of the Familia, weren’t unfamiliar with Izay’s strength, so he wasn’t particularly worried about anything happening to them.

Upon hearing this, Finn smiled faintly: “I’m not worried about them either, I’m just curious about what they’re doing so late at night. It’s almost midnight…”

“Maybe Loki got hungry and dragged Izay out to buy some alcohol?”

“Ahh, that’s actually possible.”

But that was only a possibility.

Finn didn’t think that was the sole reason for their late-night outing.

Subconsciously rubbing his right thumb,

‘There’s no ominous feeling…’

This reassured him quite a bit.

…

Countless Magic Stone lights twinkled in the Pleasure Quarter.

Today’s Pleasure Quarter was different from usual; beneath its bustling facade lay an atmosphere of tension.

Near the Main Goddess’s Brothel, adventurers from Ishtar’s Familia were busily preparing.

Half of them were getting ready for the “Killing Stone” ritual.

The other half were strictly guarding and patrolling the Sky Garden on the 40th floor, where the ceremony would take place.

“Truly lively tonight…”

At the same time, atop the towering city wall surrounding the city, the handsome god of flowers sighed wistfully as he overlooked the Pleasure Quarter from the southeastern part.

“Vibrant? Maybe… I didn’t expect you’d stick your nose in too, Hermes. The person Izay mentioned helping him, was it really you, you pleasure fiend?”

Loki played with the rolled-up parchment in her hand, looking somewhat disdainful.

“Hey, Loki, that hurts! And what’s that look for? Am I really that annoying?”

Hermes couldn’t comprehend.

It seemed the last time he met Artemis was similar.

He, such a handsome deity, so popular in Heaven (in his opinion), had fallen to such depths down here?

Was it the loss of divinity or the decline of morality?

“Ho ho, you know exactly what kind of trash you are.” Without hesitation, Loki threw him a line.

Yasfi silently nodded beside her.

Yeah, Loki-sama is right. This main goddess, she’s just trash!