True Magician

Chapter 128

Near Orario.

A couple days later, our Familia got out for a vacation, or rather, out of town in a small clearing to relax, get away from the hustle and bustle and mostly fulfill the promise to Ray that I had made to her. We were now settled on a plaid with a weighty and large basket of food and enjoying the nice weather while the siren circled the sky and soaked up the surface air with every feather.

In that short time, what had happened in the pub had spread throughout Orario, causing talk of the existence of the Xenos to erupt like wildfire. There were debates about their humanity, their ability to leave the Dungeon, and their danger to humans.

The information I fed to Loki also resonated, and quite loudly. Not only the gods, but also the humans began to ask Ouranos questions. His answer contained the same things he had told us, and the city split about evenly into two sides, where one wanted to let the xenos live among the humans and the other wanted to leave things as they were.

But it didn't stop there. Questions came up about not only the xenos, but also humanity's need for gods. They are the most important and influential figures in Orario, and, of course, their voices will be heard, no matter how insignificant this or that god is, unlike ordinary people. The latter had no choice but to submit to the decision of the former.

The issue here was not the danger from the monsters due to the presumed absence of the gods, and thus their Falna, but the freedom and right of choice of mankind. The thinking of god and man is different, after all. And to make a long story short, by my actions I have sown the fruits of the coming of a new Age of Man of this world. So far, everything has been limited to mere talk, but what will come out of it? Who knows, who knows...

Ouranos himself has not yet taken any action, at least not visible. And from this we can conclude that either he has not yet thought of how to act, or this was the situation he was aiming for. Either way, whatever he decides to do, I doubt we can't handle it. Noble Phantasm to the rescue, as they say. Although...

- "I understand Lady Hestia's and Bell's presence here, but not yours, Lord Hermes, and not your captain's," I said, looking away, "Would you care to share why you are here?"

Besides our Familia, Hestia, who had taken the day off from work and was now listening to Morgan's dubious advice on how to get Bell's attention, and himself, who was listening to the Xenos life from Lethe, the god Hermes and his captain were here.

Asfi Al Andromeda, a man with turquoise hair and blue hair that she wore a long white cloak and rectangular glasses. She gave the impression of a serious business woman, that she was good at the task she was given. And overall she could be described as pleasant, but not her god.

Hermes, a young looking man with blond hair, orange eyes, and a hat that looked like a cowboy hat, was... Hmmm... I'd call him the second Diadora from DxD, at least at first glance, and that's far from a compliment. Also, from what I heard, Hermes was the most knowledgeable individual in all of Orario.

- "It's only been a little while since we've settled in here, and you already want to chase us away, Romani? And isn't it bad to make new acquaintances?" Hermes smiled slyly.

- "You are too harsh, Lord Hermes," Asfi said, "We practically forced ourselves into their company, and if that's the case, we should observe the rules of decorum and polite tone."

- "What a noisy god indeed," Morgan commented, "Our invitation was only to the goddess of hearth and the rabbit, not to random passersby."

- "You could have just turned us down, couldn't you?" Hermes asked.

- "We couldn't, because..." Asfi began, and then fell silent, furrowing her brow and giving her god a judgmental look, but it was clear to both Morgan and me why we 'couldn't' refuse them. In their eyes, of course. After-all, Ouranos' rules only apply to offense.