Danmachi Familia from Hell

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Ares swore because of the form he had taken in the Lower World many times. In this body, he was not a god of war, one of the twelve of Olympus. Although his technique and experience went far beyond the level of most warriors, he was physically limited to the strength of an ordinary man without a falna.
That day, however, he was not mad because of the aspect of power of this body, but its way of absorbing alcohol. No god could be drunk unless he was given a drink made of high-class ingredients prepared by a deity specializing in alcohol production, such as Dionysus or Soma. Unfortunately, this advantage also had a downside. Although divine beings could not bring themselves to a state of mental intoxication, their bodies functioned like ordinary mortals in terms of digesting food. When this terrible moment came when liters of drunk alcohol were absorbed into the body, which after all gave the head no warning signals during the feast, there was pain similar to a head-on collision with the speeding chariot of Helios.
Ares, upon waking, wanted to grab a sword and cut off his own head. Drinking a whole jug of water or forcing breakfast down his throat didn't help. He wanted to take a few sips of beer to ease the symptoms, but as soon as he put the mug to his face, the delicate smell of spirit made him want to vomit. That, in turn, eased his suffering somewhat.
Why? Why had he drunk so much yesterday? Why had he drunk so much when he knew that the next day he would have to talk to his uncle sitting across from him?

- I had hoped that you would have become a bit wiser since coming down to earth, but you still prefer to give in to your primal desires rather than even try to use reason - his relative scolded him.

Ares felt humiliated by this lecture. Especially since the king, the head of the Crozzo family and the necromancer were still in the chamber. He and Matiás sat down on a wooden sofa with a red seat and a frame painted gold. In front of them stood a table on which a jug of water (as requested by Ares) and three silver goblets were placed. One for the god of war, the second for the ruler of Rakia and the third for the lord of the Underworld sitting opposite them on an identical sofa.
Damien and Belakher, as lower in status, stood upright separately behind the seats of their patrons. Both understood their position and had no regrets that they were not allowed to sit. This was a conversation between celestial beings and the monarch. Landgrave and Crozzo were only their servants.

- I-I'm sorry, uncle - he said, bowing his head.

The patron of the country of war hated to repent to anyone, especially in front of others, but even an idiot like him knew better than to argue with this man. If he were asked to answer the question, "Who is more terrifying? Hades or Hera?" he would have to think very carefully.

- So, - Hades said. - can I finally know the reason I was called? Hermes said that you did not want to explain anything to him, and only asked him to find a family for you that could carry out some task.

- It's right, Lord Hades - the king replied in place of his god. - We couldn't let this knowledge spread throughout the world, and by revealing the details to every potential contractor, of which there is no shortage in Orario, where Lord Hermes comes from, that would have happened.

- I understand that, your highness. However, my presence here is probably sufficient proof that I and my follower are interested in fulfilling the contract for your kingdom. However, I repeat my request to fill us in on the details.

- Unc...

- Lord Hades, - The king interrupted the god of war. He was aware that Ares was better on battlefields than in salons, which is why he preferred to speak for him. - As I said, the matter is not one of insignificant trifles. We can only present the situation after you swear, lord, that you will undertake the work, whatever it may be.

- I refuse - the golden-eyed one replied quickly. - We have never and will never accept a job blindly. My captain is a man with a noble heart. I will not force him to do work that could stain his honor.