Danmachi Short stories

Zeus and Hera (Part 31)

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With nothing much going on, members of the Zeus Familia were currently going about their own business. At the manor's training hall, Maxim and Silver stood face to face, their weapons drawn. The air was charged with anticipation, the distant sounds of metal clashing from other spars echoing through the hall.

Maxim: You ready, Silver?

He spoke with a calm voice, Maxim's eyes watching  gazing over to Silver with anticipation.

Silver: *Smirk* Hah, you even need to ask? I've been waiting for this!

Maxim: Good. Then come.

The instant the words left Maxim's mouth, Silver surged forward, his sword gleaming under the light as he closed the distance with rapid, determined strides. His expression was sharp, filled with excitement and resolve, the thrill of battle burning in his eyes.

Meanwhile, Maxim remained motionless, his posture unnervingly relaxed. His arms stayed crossed over his chest, exuding complete confidence. There was no urgency in his stance, no tension in his muscles, just calm, quiet observation. As Silver neared, Maxim's smile deepened ever so slightly, a flicker of amusement dancing in his gaze.

Silver: Grah!

As he approached Maxim, Silver jumped lunging towards him, his sword aiming down at a spiral motion.

Maxim: *Smile* You'll have to do better than that!

Without drawing his weapon, Maxim raised his arm in a swift, deliberate motion, intercepting Silver's strike. The force of the blow met his forearm, but he stood firm, unmoving. His arm absorbed the impact completely, halting the attack as if it had struck an immovable wall.

Silver: W-What?!

Maxim: With our level difference your going to need to be creative if you want to hurt me. Don't think of the norm, think of something that no one would expect.

Silver: *Smirk* Well then try this on for-

As they prepared to continue their training, the doors of the hall suddenly burst open with a resounding crash, bringing not only Silver's session to an abrupt halt but silencing every other practice in the room. The once lively hall, filled with the rhythmic clashes of metal and the sharp impacts of fists, fell eerily quiet. All eyes turned toward the entrance, where Zald's imposing figure stepped inside.

Maxim: Zald?

As Zald stepped inside, his gaze swept across the room before settling on Maxim, before walking towards his captain.

Zald: We have problem.

Maxim: Mhm, I can tell that by the look on your face. So what's wrong?

Zald: *Sighs* That idiotic old man's at it again. I don't know exactly what he pulled this time, but there's a lot, and I mean a lot of women chasing after him.