Chapter 11
Deep in the darkest corners of Orario two masked figures stood face to face with another. The topic of their discussion the very adventurer that had returned to Orario, the one person who could destroy all their plans.
"I never thought he would have the courage to return to the city after what they did to him," added one of the figures.
"And yet he is back, and as long as he is here, he is a threat to our plans," the other voice came in.
"Indeed, that he is. After all, he is her son, and if there was ever an adventurer who could do the impossible, it was her. We must get rid of him," the initial voice added.
"How?"
"Just as we did it all those years ago!"
And with that, they walked out of the cave system, their masks now replaced by others until they came upon a red-headed goddess and an adventurer in the streets and were called out by the adventurer beside her.
"Stop!"
RIVERIA LJOS ALF
Rumors were a dangerous thing. It was something that had taken her quite some time to understand the real damage just simple whispered words could cause, and right now, as they stood infront of the dead body of an adventurer, she was reminded of her own, of her own hubris in falling a pray to these rumors all those years ago.
"I am telling you he killed him," Boros, the keeper of Rivira, screamed as he pointed towards the Grey-haired boy she had wronged, alongside many others.
"Do you have any proof to prove such an allegation, Boros?" the captain of her familia, Finn Deimne, the Braver, cut in sharply, shutting up the whispers and the rumors as the Level 3 veteran became quiet.
"No, but I am telling you this is his doing," the man continued to insist, as the one beside the grey-haired boy became unsettled, she was an elf, Riveria could tell easily, but was hiding her face for some reason.
"They are saying that he was killed by a female and he is walking around with one just here. She must have ensnared that guy, and he must have killed," and she saw the blonde elf rile up at that allegation as several people joined in, their vulture-like gazes turned towards a boy once hailed as Orario's savior.
She could notice Ais getting riled up beside her, her eyes continuously tracing back to the elf beside Inumaki-kun as the rumors grew louder and louder, and she was herself reminded of the rumors from all those years ago.
Similar rumors had sprouted around a younger Inumaki, turning him from a hero to a villain in but a few days, as the doors of Orario were shut on him. And to her shame how, these very rumors had affected her as well, and she had separated Ais from one of her only and dearest friends.
"Enough!" the Braver Finn's voice rang out, his status as the captain of the Loki familia enough to silence everyone in the room as he stepped forward himself.
"I am afraid you are wrong, Boris. By the accounts of the guards, Inumaki-kun and his comrade entered Rivira about an hour ago, but the dead body is more than four hours old. While coming here, we saw the very stones left on the lower floors by him and his friend as they climbed down to this level. So, I can confidently say that Hashana was not killed by him," Finn added before someone joined in.
"But what about his friend? She is a girl, and we know he was ensnared by a girl acting as a prostitu..."
"That is impossible," she cut in, as everyone's gazes turned towards her.
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Danmachi SI-The Silence's Heir
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