Chapter 475

Chapter 482: The Days to Come and the Goddess’s Animosity (Please Subscribe!)

After spending some time apologizing, Izay finally managed to dispel the resentment of the two little ones towards him and sent them off with Ais to play nearby.

Izay couldn’t help but sigh, “Am I some kind of old father?”

When he first hatched Cat and Xiao You, he thought he was just adding two pets or contract partners to his life.

But who would’ve thought that he had taken in two troublemakers instead?

Although most of the time Cat and Xiao You were obedient and gentle,

Occasionally, due to “various” reasons, they would stir up a fuss, leaving him feeling quite helpless.

After all, what was wrong with keeping children away from inappropriate situations!?

Sigh…

Beside him, Artemis leaned on him, her lips curling into an indifferent smile.

Watching Izay fall into despair and worry was one of her few pleasures.

Once Izay had finished lamenting, Artemis finally asked the question she had been curious about for a while: “What exactly did you do to make Loki so angry?”

“Hmm… cough cough…” Upon hearing this, Izay awkwardly coughed twice. After a long pause, he revealed the reason: “Mainly because of my relationship with Ais, which hurt the old farmer Loki. Now, she might want to chop me up with a thousand knives?”

The moment the words left his mouth, Artemis quietly withdrew her hand that was holding Izay’s: “Oh, so it turns out you joined Loki Familia just because there were many beautiful girls there, right?”

“How could that be? I went there for the Hero’s reputation and the strength of the powerful Familial Group, it has nothing to do with the girls!”

Izay pulled back Artemis’s small hand and spoke with righteous indignation.

“Do you even believe yourself when you say that?” Artemis disdainfully tried to pull her hand back but failed, and eventually could only roll her eyes at him.

“Well, alright, maybe there was a part of that reason…” Izay ultimately didn’t deny it completely.

Because it was undeniable.

Back then, he indeed had those thoughts.

You can fool others, but not yourself.

“I knew it…” Artemis pouted slightly: “You’re not thinking of sweeping up all the pretty girls in Loki Familia, are you?”

The goddess stared at Izay with her emerald eyes, her gaze filled with a threatening undertone.

Artemis also had a temper.

Even though she agreed to Izay having a harem, that didn’t mean she would tolerate him taking all the girls in a Familial Group without batting an eyelid.

“How could I? I absolutely have no such intention.” Immediately, Izay shook his head repeatedly.

This time, he wasn’t lying.

There were many attractive girls in Loki Familia, but even he didn’t have the idea of “I want them all.”

At most… cough cough… taking a portion of them would suffice~

After all, the days to come are long.

“Better not, otherwise… otherwise I’ll chop you up!” As she spoke, Artemis hesitated for a moment, then blushed as she made a rather terrifying threat.

Izay: “…”

Ah, this…

If these words were said, would he dare to act?

Even if it was probably just a fleeting angry remark by Artemis, Izay felt that he still shouldn’t dare to move now.

However, perhaps because she had vented her grievances through her words once, Artemis became more amiable.

The two enjoyed a corner of tranquility at the edge of the banquet.

Above them was a starry sky without a single cloud, the fresh night air enveloped the surroundings, and the vast night covered the entire venue.

From here, they couldn’t see the streets, only faint lights indicating their direction, and the evening breeze brushing past their skin was refreshingly cool.

On the brightly lit bench, the two leaned on each other, chatting idly while absentmindedly gazing at the venue.

Luxurious delicacies were served one after another, and waiters handed deep-colored red wine to the guests.

A melodious tune rang out from somewhere, and people danced gracefully in the center of the banquet hall. In the corner of their vision, a red-faced Loki somehow found Hestia.

The two goddesses, who never learned their lesson, started bickering again, heads almost bumping against each other, while a group of people around them watched like spectators.

Izay and Artemis were probably the farthest spectators.

But thanks to the large size of the banquet venue, they could still take in the scene.

This leisurely atmosphere lasted for about two hours before the center of the banquet erupted in noise again.

This time was different from the commotion caused by Loki, Ais, and Freya’s earlier appearances; it seemed Apollo himself was stirring up trouble.

The reason was likely due to a recent conflict between Apollo Familia and Hestia Familia at “The Bountiful Mistress” tavern, where Bell and her companions injured members of Apollo Familia.

Not only were they injured, but severely so.

Until the bandaged young human was carried into the venue and Apollo threatened to declare a War Game against Hestia Familia unless they handed over Bell Cranel, most deities present sensed something was amiss.

What happened was merely an excuse.

It was more likely that Apollo Familia had deliberately provoked Bell into attacking them.

How severe the injuries were didn’t matter; what mattered was the fact that Bell had acted.

That guy Apollo probably had his eye on Hestia’s only child and intended to take her away!

This thought crossed the minds of many deities.

Freya, the goddess of beauty, who was seated at a table nearby, narrowed her beautiful eyes after watching Apollo’s theatrical antics.

The goddess of beauty glared coldly at Apollo on stage, already contemplating how best to deal with him.

“Ms. Freya?”

At her side, Ota, her most loyal subordinate, sensing a flicker of emotion from the goddess, bowed slightly to seek her opinion.

If Freya wished, Ota could drag Apollo off the stage right now and declare war on his Familial Group.

“Not yet, Ota, let’s see how this develops. Apollo likely doesn’t know the true potential of that child. I want to see the outcome of this matter,” Freya steadied her breath, her voice soft.

Since the moment Apollo and she both set their sights on the same child, his fate was already sealed.

She couldn’t be sure if Bell could triumph under Apollo’s targeting, but Freya had no intention of intervening at this moment.

To offer aid would be most appreciated when it was unexpected.

And acting now would expose her own intentions.

It would be best to observe from the sidelines.

If Bell could repel Apollo on her own, it would be ideal.

And even if Apollo managed to cling to life afterward, Freya wouldn’t allow him this chance.