Chapter 112

Chapter 113: The Goddess’s Request (Second Update, Please Subscribe!)

Unlike the pure-hearted Ais, Izay who had just come out from the Pleasure Quarter felt more guilty and evaded the topic with vague words.

Fortunately, a certain百合 yuri spirit was currently unconscious, and with just the simple-minded Ais around, nothing unusual was detected.

“That… training?”

Though she had some doubts in her heart, Ais didn’t dwell on it too much. Instead, she took a fighting stance and softly asked Izay.

She wanted to ask if he was ready.

“Ah, anytime.”

Understanding what she meant, Izay nodded and gave his response.

At this moment, he no longer let those messy thoughts disturb him, focusing entirely on the training.

Gripping the practice spear tightly, Izay charged towards Ais with all his might.

Until the distant horizon lit up with sunlight, the sound of metal clashing continued.

On the other side, at the fifth floor of the Red-painted Brothel within the pleasure district.

As the sky brightened, a certain unscrupulous deity also woke up.

But it wasn’t a natural awakening; rather, he noticed the oppressive atmosphere in the room.

“That… may I ask why you all have come to see me?”

Pulling the blanket around himself and cowering in the corner, Hermes now looked like a little girl surrounded by a group of big men.

However, the situation needed to be reversed.

The one being surrounded was a deity enjoying the pleasures of the flesh, while those surrounding him were a group of beautiful women with brown skin.

“Would the battle courtesans of Ishtar’s Familial Group still have the habit of eavesdropping at night?”

A bead of cold sweat rolled down Hermes’ temple.

Battle courtesans, they are the courtesans (adventurers) who have received divine blessings from the Goddess Ishtar.

Each one is a fierce woman, a powerhouse, a heroine!

They can handle senior adventurers with some skill even without weapons, forming one of the major factions within Orario known as the [Ishtar Familial Group].

The premeditated expressions on the faces of these battle courtesans made Hermes suspect that they had some ulterior motives towards him.

“Rest assured, Lord Hermes, we’ve only come to chat.”

“How does it feel to do it with a deity? I haven’t tried it yet~”

“Ah, me too! I’m kind of excited!”

Oh no…

Not this…

Even though he had plenty of top-grade energy supplements, he couldn’t withstand their轮流 rounds! Spare him!

Hermes heard the discussion among the battle courtesans, and his handsome face instantly turned pale.

Could it be that he got caught for not paying?

Did Izay not help pay?

Young master Izay has betrayed me!!!

Just as Hermes’s heart was pounding in his throat, the leading woman among the battle courtesans stepped forward, stopping her sisters’ frightening jokes.

“Don’t listen to them, God Hermes. We’re here on behalf of the Goddess Ishtar, inviting you to visit the Main Goddess’s Brothel. Goddess Ishtar wishes to have a conversation with you.”

‘Ishtar wants me? Why?’

Almost instantly, Hermes felt puzzled.

But at least it wasn’t about money, which reassured him somewhat.

He immediately plastered a smile on his face: “If it’s Ishtar looking for me, then I must go. After all, we are old acquaintances~ How could I not go?”

“That way please…”

“—oh…oh～”

The room was on the highest floor of the largest palace in the pleasure district.

Inside, there were luxurious tapestries and carpets resembling large flowers.

Two velvet sofas were placed across the table, making the spacious room look like a living room. However, there was also a canopy bed prepared in the corner. Musk incense burned inside.

The magic stone lamps hanging from the ceiling emitted light, and the goddess sitting on the sofa was smoking a pipe.

Not long after, with a click, the door opened, and Hermes, with his usual charming smile, walked into the room.

Seeing her divine follower bring in the god, Goddess Ishtar smirked.

“You made me wait quite a while.”

“It… it’s fine, right? After all, one needs to tidy up before seeing an old friend, right?”

Hermes chuckled nervously.

Actually, if you looked closely, you could see the words “from the heart” written all over his face.

“Enough chit-chat. This time, I came because I want you to accept a commission issued under my name.”

Upon hearing this, Hermes became slightly more serious.

Hermes is a “neutral” deity.

His familial group is not weak, highly active outside, and he spends most of his time traveling between various countries and cities instead of staying in Orario.

This unique nature of his familial group often leads Hermes to receive commissions from other deities asking him to transport items from outside the city.

Ishtar calmly smoked her pipe, but her amethyst-like eyes harbored a dim flame.

“A transportation commission. I want you to bring an item from the Far East to Orario and deliver it directly to my hands. This matter must be handled personally by you. The contents of the item are ‘confidential.’ Rest assured, your compensation will be generous.”

“The Far East, huh…”

Hermes’s crescent-shaped eyes returned to normal, narrowing slightly as if deep in thought.

After a while, growing impatient, Ishtar’s gaze sharpened.

“Stop pretending to think! Just answer: do you accept or not?”

“…I’ll take it, I’ll take it! Don’t get angry~ You’re scary~”

True to form, Hermes accepted the commission.

In reality, Hermes felt somewhat teary-eyed inside.

He felt like he’d gotten involved in something troublesome, and he disliked trouble.

Sigh, if only he knew he’d be targeted by this goddess, he shouldn’t have come back early.

Originally, according to Hermes’ plan, he wouldn’t return to Orario for at least half a year.

It was all because of Izay’s appearance that he changed his mind and returned earlier than planned.

Izay ruined everything!

“Achoo!!!”

By morning, after taking a shower to wash away the smell on his body and having breakfast with his fellow clan members, Izay suddenly sneezed.

“Cold?”

Beside him, Ais who had somehow taken over Raul’s spot and sat next to Izay softly showed concern.

“It shouldn’t be. My constitution wouldn’t allow a cold.”

Izay shook his head.

After all, he’s a Level 2 senior adventurer; how could he catch a cold?

“Izay-san’s thick face would make catching a cold truly strange.”

Levia also chimed in nearby, her words tinged with jealousy.

During today’s practice, she had been knocked unconscious by Ais and took a while to recover.

When she woke up, the first thing she saw was Ais giving Izay a knee pillow.

In contrast, she could only lie on the cold stone slab.

The fairy girl immediately transformed into a sour lemon and wore a mask of pain.