NOVEL WEB Chapter 116: He's special
Chapter 116 - He's special
"Hey, what happened to make you ditch your travel plans and come back?"
In a private room of a tavern, Freya leaned on the table, eyeing Hermes with a playful smirk.
Before he could answer, she continued,
"Don't tell me you're after Orsted."
Her eyes glinted coldly, and Hermes knew a wrong answer could unleash her wrath.
Still, he opted for honesty.
"Haha, sorry, I came back for Orsted," he admitted with a sheepish grin.
"Give me one reason not to tear into you."
"It's about Zeus and Hera's Familias," Hermes began.
"After those Familias fell, an elf couple from Zeus and Hera's ranks poured everything—magic, skills, their lives—into enhancing Orsted's potential."
"They died two years after his birth, asking Zeus to stay out of his life."
"Zeus guarded Orsted's village from afar until recently, when Orsted slipped away."
"He tracked me down, begging me to find him."
"I agreed, and soon learned Orsted became an adventurer, ranking up in under half a month."
Hermes knew this from Zeus, believing the elf couple's sacrifice explained Orsted's rapid growth.
"Zeus and Hera? So Orsted's tied to that old geezer and that hag," Freya mused, the chill in her eyes softening.
Knowing Hermes meant no harm to Orsted, she relaxed.
"Alright, Hermes, you can approach him, but on one condition."
"What?"
Hermes groaned, rubbing his forehead as he walked down a dark street.
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"Orsted's the heir of Zeus and Hera's Familias."
"Why do I, tasked by Zeus to look after him, need to meet some unrelated goddess's terms to get near him?"
"Hermes-sama, this is already a win," Asfi replied, her tone dripping with scorn.
"Given Lady Freya's track record, you're lucky she didn't send you back to Tenkai."
Their patron god's knack for trouble promised a hectic future for their Familia.
"Don't be so harsh, Asfi," Hermes forced a smile.
Meanwhile, Freya, now in a flowing skirt, lounged on her throne, legs crossed, swirling a wine glass.
"What do you think, Ottar?" she murmured, as if to herself.
"A pure warrior, brimming with fighting spirit. A formidable foe," Ottar replied, his voice low from the shadows, a rare spark of battle lust in his usually stoic eyes.
From the moment he saw Orsted, Ottar sensed an intense thurst for fighting.
It had been over a decade since he'd felt such fervor—last seen in the Zeus and Hera Familias' champions, who crushed him in his youth.
They'd shown him what true strength meant.
Over the years, Ottar had chased their shadows, closing the gap but never catching up.
Even now, at his peak, he felt inferior to those four legends.
To encounter such thing in Orsted was thrilling.
He yearned to challenge Orsted, to clash in a fierce duel.
But he restrained himself.
He was no longer the reckless youth of fifteen or seven years ago.
His strength far outstripped Orsted's, and suppressing it for a fight wouldn't satisfy him.
He'd wait for Orsted to grow—or join him as an ally.
"As expected, Orsted's special."
She narrowed her eyes.
"Ottar, how strong is Orsted now?"
"He's beyond Level 4's limits, among the strongest at that rank," Ottar said after a pause.
"I see. Alfia's legacy, perhaps," Freya murmured.
"Ottar, I have a task for you."
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