True Magician

Chapter 132

Orario.

Have the gods declared war on us in the usual sense? No, of course not. They called a Denatus, a meeting of the gods to decide a matter if simple talk could not achieve a result, and, inviting Tia, they called a War Game.

Like I said, the pride of the gods is a pretty easy thing to understand, and they did not deviate from their supposed rules in absolutely any situation. In this case, the quest for entertainment. They couldn't just kick us out like that, because it would undermine their own authority and power among themselves and mortals, well, and cause the Dungeon to react to Arcanum, and so they came to this decision.

Tia herself took it surprisingly boldly and proudly, though she usually did not recognize any conflict and wished to avoid it in any way possible. Tia accepted the challenge, as well as the stipulation that if we lost, we would have to serve them for a time, but demanded a fair reward for victory.

In that case, the power over the city, including the gods, would have to pass to us for a rather short time. Did they agree to her condition? After some debate, yes, because, in fact, not only our Familia, but also the dragon could fall into their hands. And now.

- "So, we need to take the fortress, killing the members of the Familias of Ishtar, Loki, Soma, Freya, Apollo, and Hermes," Morgan listed and smirked, "Gods are funny, aren't they, husband?"

It was just me and her, the Xenos had already gone to the Dungeon, and Tia and the dragon were watching the game from the Tower of Babel, as were the other gods. The War Game itself was taking place outside the walls of Orario, and a couple hundred meters in front of us was a fortress with high stone walls, thick wooden gates, and tall towers.

I sensed about a hundred people inside it, though if you counted only members of the Familias, the number shouldn't exceed fifty. As Tia had explained, because of Morgan's reputation, the gods had hired more people to bring "balance" between the powers. And it was only ironic, because it wouldn't have changed at all if there were a thousand or more of us.

- "You're really having fun, huh?" I rolled my eyes, "I take it you don't want to solve everything in a couple of seconds?"

- "There's that girl among them, so it's not advisable," Morgan said, "And why don't you have fun?"

- "I'm not a sadist."

- "Lying to me is rather silly, husband," Morgan let out a chuckle, "You can clear the way for me, though, so I don't waste my time. And do it in such a way as to cause them instinctive fear."

- "Why would I..."

- "I have an excellent memory, husband. Do you see where I'm going with this?" Morgan smirked, which made me wince, because she was definitely referring to her 'soup', which thankfully hadn't gotten into my system, "They must realize how foolish it is to cross us, and fear is precisely the feeling that best promotes humility and submission."

- "You do realize that I am the Master, not you, right?" I tried to assert my rights, and Morgan was immediately in front of me, so close that I could feel her breath and scent on my skin.

- "Then you want the reward?" she whispered seductively, touching her nose to mine, "We weren't performing marital duty, were we? I definitely don't mind sucking the juices out of you, and I promise you'll love it."

I gave her a blank stare, and after a few seconds, I sighed tiredly and gently pulled Morgan away from me, causing her to smirk.

Would she do it? Of course she would. What doubt could there possibly be about that? But on the other hand, her words made me think of one thing about libido, but come on. It wasn't a particularly important question.