True Magician

Chapter 157

Olympus.

In the end, we didn't need a tour, and Artemis led us to a large temple with a symbol of the hearth, obviously belonging to Hestia.

Inside, we were greeted with all honors by nymphs in the form of young maidens dressed in colorful togas, who escorted our group deep into the building, where an extremely long table, about ten meters long, was already set with all kinds of dishes and appetizers.

In addition, the goddess Hestia herself was waiting for us there, and I must say, she looked and felt a cut above the rest in the previous world. She was a beautiful woman of medium height with light red hair and kind green eyes, dressed in the familiar Greek toga.

Zeus' sister exuded an aura of calm and gentleness, somewhat reminiscent of Tia's, but weaker. I would call her a kind aunt who could listen, sympathize, and give advice. However, I don't think anyone took advantage of this, at least not to any acceptable extent here on Olympus. Not the right crowd. Definitely.

Half an hour had passed since our arrival at the temple, and almost everyone had found something to occupy themselves with. Archer, after trying a couple of dishes, paid a few compliments to the cook, that is, Hestia, and they struck up a lively conversation about cooking and everything related to it.

And considering the laughter of the goddess of the hearth, as well as her interest in the conversation and good mood, I would bet that Archer had a new addition to his regiment. Heh.

Artemis quietly chewed on the treats, occasionally glaring at me with a dissatisfied and threatening look, the nymphs played the servants, and I found a wonderful conversation partner in another god who arrived a little later.

- "Well, how many women are in your harem now, Romani?" he asked with great interest. "Besides the nine-tailed fox, of course. I bet you've already started to catch up with your predecessor, haven't you?"

- "Heh. You won't believe it, but even if I try, I won't be able to catch up with him. And you won't either, Apollo," I grinned.

Yeah. My conversation partner was Apollo, the god of the sun, a fortune teller and healer, according to general information, with blond curly short hair and golden eyes. And although the conversation began with simple social questions, in the end, everything came to the current topic.

I understood why he had chosen this direction; after all, the thunderous machine gun needed to lure me in, but it could also work to my advantage. There was one very good target for my entertainment here. Two, even. Heh.

- "How can that be?!" he exclaimed sincerely. "There is no woman I cannot seduce!"

- "I take into account not only quantity, but also quality," I said wisely, which Apollo took as a challenge, and Artemis couldn't help but click her tongue. "By the way, how do the gods of Olympus act nowadays? In your heyday, it seems you denied yourselves very little."

- "Our lifestyle hasn't changed much. A few changes here and there," he shrugged, obviously wanting to avoid the question, and then smiled. "But let's get back to the topic, Romani. I'm sure you have someone to tell us about. Who are they? Demons? Angels? Maybe even goddesses?"

- "Well, you're only half right," I began. "The first one is a fairy. An extremely smug, selfish, and manipulative woman. If she wants you around, she doesn't really care what state you're in. And she always has her axe-like staff, which is twice her size, and she won't hesitate to use it."

- "Sounds like a very cruel woman," Apollo said thoughtfully, and Artemis nodded in agreement.

- "Well, she has her good sides, even if they overlap with her bad ones," I continued. "For example, she's very attentive and curious. If she cares about someone, she'll stand up for them to the end, even at the cost of her own life. True, this does not apply to everyone else, whom she does not care about. She prefers to use them for her own benefit by any means necessary. Heh."