Danmachi SI-The Silence's Heir

Part 23

Chapter 23

GODDESS FREYA

"Dinoysus," she called out the very name she had been told a few

The gala of the Harvest familia was a special event that took place every year and all of the Gods and Goddesses were invited to attend the gala, and Freya had decided to grace them all with her presence as well.

Each God was allowed to bring one of their child with them, and as always Ottar had come here alongside her as the rest of the deities and their children looked on with envy and desire, as she walked to the side of Hall to converse with a rather devious God.

"Or should I call you Enyo?" and the said god perked up at that whisper as he turned towards her, straigtening up as the elf beside her stilled at those words.

She saw her trying to reach for a blade, but Freya simply looked into her eyes and smiled, her arcanum roaring at her beck and call as the said adventurer still while Dinoysus himself put himself in between herself and the said elf.

"There is no need for violence," he said with a smile as Freya nodded.

"Indeed," and the pressure was reduced as Dinoysus smiled.

"Perhaps we should discuss it all more privately," and she nodded agreeing with the suggestion, as all four of them retired to a rather private area on the balcony, and she used a bit of her charm to make sure that they would not be disturbed as Ottar and the Dinoysus's familia captain stood back and provided them with the privacy needed for this talk.

Dinoysus was a god of wine, and festivities. Even in the Tenkai he was a troublesome child, prone to outbursts and plots. It seemed as though the man had not let go of his habits even after coming down to the lower world.

The blonde rubbed his hand through his hair as he looked at her with an annoyed face.

"I knew once you began looking into it, you would figure it out," he remarked, and she smiled.

"Afterall, you have ways to make men talk," he taunted and her face twitched as she halted Ottar from crushing the insolent fool that very second, as the smile on her face vanished.

"Do not insult me again. You know very well that I will not hesitate to execute you here," she warned and he chuckled as he nodded.

"And do you think it would make any difference now?" he baled as he leaned forward.

"You have ruined all the fun, why couldn't you just stay out of all this like you had done so for years," he complaint, his frustration visible as his face contorted as all his plans became inravelled.

"I know why. It must be because of him," and her heart skipped a beat as Dinoysus looked into her eyes. Afterall a god could not lie to a god.

"That child. Orario's destined hero. You did always pine after him," and he laughed at those words, as she sat there anger bursting through her.

"You think ending me would earn you a favor with him. Oh, how pitiful for a Goddess of beauty like you. How pitiful," and suddenly the God infront of him stilled as blood began to drip down his face.

"Give me one good reason, that I do not end your miserable life right here and now?" she asked, and even with his life on the line the man did not stop as he smiled and pointed his finger to the side, and she followed his finger and her heart skipped a beat as she saw him—her fated half.

"Killing me will not get him to become yours," Dinoysus whispered, and the sourness of her mood vanished as she laid eyes on him. Inumaki, he looked ravishing in that black and white dress, the labels a dull leather that added to the mystery, as he walked into the Hall, and yet her mood soured as she saw that harlot accompanying him, and for a second, she wished that Hestia should have died that day.