Chapter 304

Chapter 307: Just Tsunderes Saying One Thing and Meaning Another~ (Please Subscribe!)

When had Lulune ever seen such a sight?

Two Level 6 powerhouses, plus another four Level 5 top-tier adventurers surrounding her.

Dare she move?

Obviously not—she wasn’t moved at all~!

Without even the thought of struggling, Lulune spilled everything, almost divulging what color undergarments her main deity Hermes wore that day.

She had already deeply regretted accepting this mission beforehand. All these feelings piled up uncontrollably, and explaining herself to Finn now was like a form of confession.

“Assigning duties to multiple people, and hiring adventurers from different factions in the process…” Finn tapped his right thumb and muttered quietly.

This mysterious commissioner behind the scenes conducted highly confidential operations while taking numerous precautions.

Even if the courier was discovered, as long as the goods were handed over in “Rivira Town,” where high-level adventurers frequently came and went, tracing the goods’ location would be extremely difficult.

It was clear how meticulously they planned, something even Finn couldn’t help but admire.

The appearance of the new species man-eating flowers, the red-haired female beast tamer, the mysterious commissioner behind it all, and most crucially, the mysterious gemstone that reacted to Ais’s magic…

“Truly an eventful season…”

Connecting these dots left both Finn and Riviria momentarily baffled.

The information obtained from Lulune was simply insufficient for deeper judgment. After all, Lulune was just a messenger doing her job.

If anything, they only managed to confirm one thing so far: the other side was clearly their enemy, with their target seemingly being their princess (Ais).

In the end, this conversation concluded hastily, everyone either burying their doubts deep inside or brushing them aside altogether, entering a temporary rest period.

Come to think of it, Izay and the others initially entered Rivira Town merely to exchange Valis and find a place to stay overnight. Who would have thought today would bring out so many complications?

By now, the sky outside had completely turned into night, and the group hadn’t even resolved dinner yet.

Fortunately, Izay personally had a habit of stockpiling.

Not just limited to Magic Swords and Spiritual Medicine consumables, but also food.

And compared to the former, he carried the latter on him at all times.

After all, food and water resources were crucial in the Dungeon—his personal space was mostly filled with food.

Food that wouldn’t spoil, making it the perfect pantry.

Under the encouragement of a little angel, Izay earned the title of “Food Supplies Manager” within the team.

Truthfully, Izay didn’t want this strange title.

But with everyone unanimously agreeing, his objections seemed futile, and he could only accept it with tears in his eyes.

……

While Izay and the others enjoyed their midnight snacks, in the Orario sewers:

“Damn… those monsters really hid deep, costing us so much effort just to track them down! I’ll remember this grudge!”

I will definitely get my revenge when we find the culprits! Loki stormed off toward the nearest sewer exit.

“Sigh, wasting so much time accompanying you, costing me a Magic Sword, and still finding no clues about the key suspects—it’s not worth it…”

Walking beside Loki with his tail swaying, Bert complained.

A dagger-shaped Magic Sword cost one million Valis.

Ordinarily, Bert wouldn’t care about such a sum. But now, in these special circumstances, this million added more debt onto his shoulders.

So annoying~

“Don’t say that, Bert. Think of it as accompanying your deity for some fresh air~!”

“Who deliberately comes to the sewers to get fresh air?!?”

Facing Loki’s excuse, Bert looked at her with a “you’re weird” expression.

“Ehehe~!” Sticking out her tongue, Loki tried to pass through.

Bert rolled his eyes and ignored her.

Not long after, the two had exited the old sewer system, and there was only a short distance left to the main sewer.

Loki pocketed the few Magic Stones she gained from this sewer battle, then climbed up to the surface via a spiral staircase.

With a “creak,” the wooden door of the small house built at the sewer entrance opened, and the long-lost surface air embraced Loki and Bert.

“The sky is completely dark now, let’s go… I’m going home!”

Glancing at Loki who was stretching lazily next to him, enjoying the fresh air, Bert urged.

“Coming, coming, don’t rush~ Speaking of which, being cooped up in the sewer for hours, I’m starving. Bert, why don’t you join me for a bite?”

“As you wish, just don’t take too long.”

He looked like someone eager to return home to sleep, but actually, Loki knew Bert was quite interested in her suggestion. As a goddess, she wasn’t unclear about her followers, was she?

Just tsunderes saying one thing and meaning another!

Watch me, Loki, as I conquer you!

Ah no, spit spit spit!! I don’t conquer men; I like cute girls!

Loki shook her head, amusing herself mentally, while Bert watched her go crazy nearby, confused.

“What’s wrong with this guy?”

After a while, Loki returned to normal, and the two set off from the front of the hut, preparing to leave the narrow alleyways and head towards streets lined with many inns.

However, at the upcoming intersection ahead, two figures walked towards them.

One of them was a deity.

“Hmm? Isn’t that Dionysus? And… Philais too?”

“…Loki?”

Seeing familiar faces, Loki stopped.

Long, smooth golden hair down to her neck and a kind smile on her handsome face—there stood the deity she once knew, Dionysus.

Next to him was the black-haired crimson-eyed elven child whom Loki also recognized. She’d seen her together with Izay before. Alongside them was Artemis’s kid, called Lanti? They seemed to be Level 3s.

But immediately, a strange sense of coincidence arose in Loki’s heart.

Why did Dionysus come here?

Judging by his appearance, was he heading to the sewer? Was his purpose the same as hers—to investigate? Or does he have any connection to the culprit?

Bert probably thought along the same lines as Loki, staring at the two with a scrutinizing gaze.

Previously, in the sewer, he detected traces of someone’s scent, though it was too old, mostly washed away by water.

Now, without relying on scent, anyone appearing here could be considered a suspect.

Isn’t there a rule that says:

Criminals often return to the crime scene to observe their own ‘masterpiece.’

Whoever told him this psychological concept about criminals, Bert couldn’t recall, but the words stuck with him.

Under the watchful eyes of Loki and her follower, Dionysus’s expression gradually stiffened…

In the night, two deities “accidentally” met.

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