Chapter 210

Chapter 212: Suddenly, a Realization of Awkwardness!?

Within the Main Goddess’s Brothel, besides the palace where the deity and her members reside, there stands an enormous annex.

This stone-built annex adjoins behind the palace, constructed with white stone, exuding an elegance that rivals the main hall. However, its shape and structure resemble the “ancient ruins” of a divine tower.

Construction of this annex began nearly five years ago, officially announced as a new brothel but secretly built for a specific “ritual.”

However, ever since three years ago when a courtesan accidentally broke the rare “Killing Stone,” the building had remained silent until tonight, bathed in the glow of the full moon, ready to quietly serve its purpose.

The sky bridge extending from the palace’s 40th floor has no roof, only chest-high walls to prevent accidental falls.

“Hurry! The ritual is being prepared, Lady Ishtar wants us all to gather at the Sky Garden!”

In the luxurious corridor dominated by pink tones, dim and serene, several Level 3 Amazon Adventurers rushed through.

With small windows scattered along the corridor, they glanced sideways at the sky bridge while swiftly following their goddess’s command.

Echoes of hurried footsteps reverberated as the Amazons moved in one direction.

But in the next moment… swift and light footfalls were heard.

The source was directly ahead of them!

“There’s someone! Who is it!?” The pupil of the leading Amazon contracted violently, her voice tinged with panic.

Her senses enhanced by divine grace detected something ahead. Almost simultaneously, her instincts as a Level 3 adventurer screamed danger.

Before she could react, her instincts proved correct!

A vague shadow darted into view from the end of the corridor, fast as lightning.

Its presence vanished in the blink of an eye, covering dozens of meters within seconds to reach her. The sound of breaking air warned her ears as an attack came faster than anyone could see.

“—!”

Only the sound of a successful strike was heard. The Amazon woman, struck in the abdomen, instantly lost consciousness, her body flying towards the wall, affecting two companions.

“It’s an enemy! There’s an intruder!!”

In the blink of an eye, three companions were defeated, yet the battle-trained Amazons quickly reacted amidst the chaos, grabbing their weapons to prepare for combat.

“Rest assured, I personally have no intention of fighting you to the death. I just hope you’ll take a little rest.”

Flipping his weapon with ease, Izay deflected the incoming attacks, handling the combined assault of nearly ten Amazons with apparent effortlessness.

Not only did he possess dungeon monster-fighting skills, but his person-to-person combat techniques were honed to high levels under the tutelage of Level 5 and Level 6 trainers back home.

Especially during spars with Finn and Gress, their dark-era perfected human combat techniques always benefited him greatly.

Though he still had some distance to go before matching their level, taking on a group of Level 3 combat courtesans was child’s play.

Their vaunted fighting techniques appeared riddled with flaws to Izay.

“Boom—!”

Swinging his spear, the gun handle hit an Amazon’s shoulder at an awkward angle. The woman crashed violently into the pink wall, shattering it and creating a large hole.

“The noise is a bit too much… What material are these walls made of? Substandard construction?”

Izay couldn’t help but display a look of disdain. He swore he hadn’t intended to break the wall, merely knock out his opponent. But apparently, the wall wasn’t up to the task?

Substandard construction confirmed!

“You bastard!! How dare you…!”

Before the Amazon could finish her sentence, Izay saw her coming at him and delivered a swift kick.

“Bang—!”

A powerful leg sweep shattered the air, striking her with immense force, forcing her to bow forward before being launched away.

With a thunderous crash, the Amazon collided with the wall and fell to the ground, unable to rise again.

“This kind of strength, a Level 5 adventurer!? Who are you!” cried the last remaining Amazon in shock.

After all, even a Level 4 would find it impossible to defeat so many Level 3s so easily!

“You’re asking a funny question, lady. I’m infiltrating, not about to stupidly reveal my identity, am I?” Izay almost laughed.

Without hesitation, he struck her down, rendering her unconscious.

Having dealt with the last one, Izay turned his gaze to the sky bridge outside the window, where figures continued to move.

“With such an obvious target, I don’t even need to search deliberately. How considerate.”

As he spoke, Izay’s figure once again disappeared into the shadows of the palace.

Adhering to the principle of stealth, he took out the combat courtesans he encountered along the way as he sprinted toward the upper-level Sky Garden.

…

On the rooftop terrace of the annex, the Sky Garden.

At this height, almost equal to the palace above the 40th floor, several tall towers surrounded the area protectively. The vast flat garden was entirely paved with stone slabs, leaving no gaps.

The entire Sky Garden, built from special minerals “Dark Stones” and “Moon Sigh Stones,” gleamed faintly under the pale light of the moon, resembling a carpet of light.

“Samilia, are you ready?”

“All set, can’t you see? Now we just wait for the moon to become completely full.”

Dozens of Amazons gathered barefoot on the pale stone slabs, converging on the center of the garden. A faction leader obeyed the goddess’s orders, preparing the ceremony, nodding towards the central position to answer the female giant.

Most of the combat courtesans originally stationed in the palace, especially those Level 3 second-tier adventurers, were now almost all gathered in the Sky Garden.

In the solemn and dreamlike center of the Sky Garden, long stone pillars and an altar stood erected.

That stone altar emitted an especially strong light. Three towering stone columns glowed and then faded, their pale particles appearing briefly before being absorbed by the moonlight and vanishing.

From the towering stone columns extended three black chains that bound the kneeling fox-eared girl to the altar.

Bound by chains and kneeling, she looked like a sacrificial maiden or a shrine maiden used in a divine ceremony. Bathed in moonlight, the tragically beautiful girl captivated some of the watching Amazons.

But not all.

“This finally allows us to start a war with Freya Familia!”

Some fierce women let out such anticipatory remarks, their faces filled with terrifying smiles.

The crucial item, the “Killing Stone,” was respectfully held by a combat courtesan nearby.

Now they waited for the time to arrive, midnight, the peak of the full moon, also the time for the ceremony to begin.

“But…”

Suddenly, someone in the crowd asked a question. It was a white-haired Amazon, Samilra, who had earlier answered the Great Toad’s words.

“Aren’t our combat forces smaller than usual?”

Confusion crossed her face as she looked around at the dozens of faction members present, clearly puzzled.

It wasn’t due to any other thoughts… Just suddenly noticing that the situation seemed a bit off?