Chapter 775

"Lord Loki, since you don't have an invitation, you cannot enter."

"Hah? A banquet of gods, yet I, a god, cannot enter. That guy, your Main God Apollo, isn't he looking down on me, Loki?"

The next evening's banquet, at the front door of the Apollo Familia, Loki, carrying Ais and Tiona with her, was stopped at the door by the Apollo Familia's people.

"How could that be……"

The Apollo Familia members welcoming guests at the door were in a difficult position; this was the Main God's order — only those with invitations could enter, but who knew that the Clown God Loki, behind Orario's top Familia, would not have been sent a corresponding invitation by their own Main God.

"Ho ho, then what does your Apollo Familia mean by this? Depending on your answer, I'll consider whether to find trouble with your Familia!"

The incident at the front door was quickly heard by Apollo inside the manor. Just as he felt the situation was bad and, bringing his own Regiment Commander, intended to come out and handle it, Hestia, staking out the Apollo Familia manor's interior from a distant building's rooftop, also gave the order to set out and begin the show.

"Oh my, isn't this Loki? What, can't get in without an invitation?"

"Hah, whether I have an invitation or not, what business is it of yours, you short squat pumpkin?"

When Apollo came out, what he saw was the two gods bickering at the door.

This situation made Apollo, who originally thought Loki and Hestia's relationship had eased, freeze for a moment.

"Of course it's related. This is an apology banquet that guy Apollo is throwing for my kid."

Hestia, catching Apollo approaching in her peripheral vision, suddenly spoke loudly.

Apollo hurriedly looked at Hyacinthos, only to see his own Regiment Commander also wearing a dazed expression, gently shaking his head at him.

Apollo instantly understood there was definitely a misunderstanding here, but it was Hestia's unilateral misunderstanding.

With no time to think too much, he, having already walked over, smiled and greeted the two gods confronting each other at the door.

"I am truly very sorry. When my kids were sending out invitations, there was a work oversight, and they unexpectedly missed you, Lord Loki."

"Hmph, Apollo, you'd better hope it really was your Familia kids' oversight, and not that you intentionally left me out."

Loki's tone was unkind.

"How could that be? You are the Main God of Orario's top Familia. Please, come in. This banquet is just lacking a host god like you!"

"Apollo, I came accepting your invitation. As for the things that happened between our Familias, shouldn't I be the host of your banquet tonight?"

"Ah, Hestia, that is of course true. You, too, please come in quickly."

As Apollo spoke, his gaze passed over Hestia and looked at the two youths following behind her, also wearing formal wear.

His gaze lingered slightly on the unfamiliar black-haired youth, then the next moment shifted to the white-haired youth.

His breathing became rapid, and an unusual flush immediately surfaced on his face, just like a big bad wolf seeing a little white rabbit.

Bell's expression stiffened. Knowing what the opposing Main God was thinking of him, he subconsciously shifted a step and hid behind his Saiyan big brother.

Unfortunately, although Broly is now about the same height as Hestia, compared to Bell he is still shorter by a small section, and cannot completely isolate the god Apollo's scorching gaze on Bell.

Fortunately, such a gaze did not last long. The god with the not-so-normal orientation voluntarily restrained himself and led them into the manor.

And whether it was Apollo or Hestia, neither directly mentioned the matter of the conflict between the kids. On Broly's side, it was as if he were a guest normally attending a banquet.

"Next, we'll eat what we should eat, drink what we should drink, and wait for the other side to make a move. Of course, I still have to act with Loki, showing our relationship is still bad, just that due to you kids' relationship, the conflict is somewhat restrained."

Hestia, holding a serving of roast steak, spoke her lines while eating. Just then, a mature woman's voice came from the side.

"Hestia, good evening."

The comer was none other than Freya. She seemed to be greeting Hestia, but in reality most of her attention was placed on Broly.

She was very concerned about this boy's reaction upon seeing her — whether he could really, like that fated encounter he spoke of, directly recognize her.

However, Broly's gaze only paused on her for a moment, then looked straight past her at Helen, who was following behind her, also dressed in a formal dress.

Helen: "……"

This young lady, as a Goddess Attendant, was made uncomfortable all over by Broly's stare.

If not for being unable to speak freely, she really wanted to say right now: "What are you looking at me for, you bastard? Look at Lady Freya!"

Freya likewise caught the half-grown youth's attention on Helen behind her. After Hestia politely returned a "good evening," she immediately turned toward Broly's side and stepped forward a step with a somewhat aggressive momentum.

As Broly raised his head in some puzzlement, looking at the tall goddess before him who was blocking his gaze toward the young lady with a somewhat familiar temperament, Freya, feeling somewhat upset in her heart that the Saiyan boy paid more attention to Helen than to her, put on a gentle, beautiful smile on her face.

"So this is your kid who can teach the Sword Princess swordsmanship? He really is handsome. But staring at my maid the whole time, isn't that a bit impolite?"

"Uh, sorry, Lady Freya. I just feel this maid behind you looks a bit like a friend I know."

"Ho, there's such a thing? Yet I wonder who your friend might be?"

Freya twirled the hair at her temple with her finger, pulling her gray hair long, as if wanting the half-grown Saiyan boy before her to get a good look at her hair color.

"A friend from a tavern. She's my girlfriend."

However, Broly's answer made her finger twirling her hair pause, and a blush gradually climbed onto her face.

The corners of her mouth wanted to curve up, but were forcibly held back by Freya. Only a joyful mood kept welling up from the depths of her heart.

Admitting she's his girlfriend in front of 'others' — pfft. Broly, you bastard have no shame. I'm embarrassed for you……

"Then where are they similar?"

Freya slightly shifted her gaze and asked.

Although 【Xier Fu Luowa】 is Helen's real name, her appearance is this goddess's maiden form.

If one really speaks of similarity, it's that she and Xier are similar — probably the feeling of mother and daughter.

"Uh, just the breath is a bit similar, the temperament is also a bit similar."

Broly thought for a bit, then answered.

"What about appearance?"

Freya pursued the question, her tone slightly urgent, and even turned her shifted gaze back, staring at Broly.

"If it's appearance, then naturally they're not alike. My girlfriend is a bit more lively and active, while your maid looks a bit quiet."

Like she's dead.

"May I ask a question?"

Broly looked at Helen and asked.

"What do you wish to ask?"

After obtaining the Goddess's consent, Helen asked in a hoarse voice.

"I wonder if this maid miss knows Xier from the Hostess of Fertility?"

Helen fell silent, wanting to say something, but her mouth corner twitched, looking as if she had words on the tip of her tongue yet held back.

Finally, under Freya's calm gaze like water, Helen answered: "I know her. Xier is my younger sister."

"Ah, no wonder. I thought you looked familiar. So you're Xier's sister. We must have met once before, right?"

Upon the sister identity being revealed, Broly recalled it.

"Hello, Sister. I am Broly, Xier's boyfriend."

The Saiyan youth introduced himself to Helen like this.

【Nani, can't you stop talking to me, you guy? The low qi around Freya-sama is about to overflow!】

"Freya, that's wonderful. It seems my child and your child get along quite well, and they're chatting happily right now!"

Hestia nodded beside her.

"Eh, is that so? Hehe, that's truly wonderful, you agree, right, Ottar~"

Having her similar appearance denied, and not being recognized herself, Freya gritted her teeth somewhat while speaking.

The tall pig-man male behind her, asked by the goddess for his opinion, remained silent. Knowing Freya well, he knew the Goddess's mood was very unpleasant right now, but what could he say?

Was he supposed to tell her that this Saiyan youth before her eyes was blind and couldn't even recognize a true goddess standing right in front of her?

Probably, saying it would only be counterproductive, making Freya-sama's mood even worse.

Fortunately, the banquet soon resounded with melodious music, arriving at the phase of inviting dance partners to dance together.

There were dances between god and god, god and human, and human and human.

And the genders of those dancing together were not locked: male and male, male and female, female and female.

The main point was freedom of dance, but in some aspects it could also show that Orario was somewhat too inclusive toward orientations.

"Pardon me, Miss Helen. Please allow me and my goddess to dance one song."

Broly bowed slightly to Helen, then ran to Hestia's front, bent at the waist, and extended his right hand to invite the goddess.

Hestia did not refuse, and very happily accepted his invitation, then was led by Broly to dance one song in the dance hall.

Broly's dance was learned in the Six-Faced World, belonging to the social dance of the Asura Kingdom nobility. Hestia, though she had never encountered it, found it quite easy to follow since Broly held the lead.

After finishing, her cheeks were blushing, with a feeling of wanting more. But unfortunately, after Broly finished dancing one song with her, he walked to Tiona's front, and toward the Amazon girl who was watching them dance with some envy, he also extended his hand.

After finishing, it was the turn of the Sword Princess girl who had just finished dancing with Loki, followed by Hephaestus and Chun. Since Soma was more of a shut-in and didn't come to the appointment, otherwise, it was estimated that Liliruca, who would come together, would also be added.

Meanwhile, during the time Broly danced with Ais, Hestia had another quarrel with Loki, mainly to show outsiders that she and Loki were still bickering rivals.

As for Helen, watching her own goddess beside her clutching a handkerchief, tearing it harder each time Broly changed dance partners, she was already somewhat numb.

After thinking it over, this maid miss decided to take the initiative, walking up to the youth who had just withdrawn from the dance hall again, and questioned him: "Broly, you and Xier are boyfriend and girlfriend. Is it really okay for you to dance with other women like this?"

"Uh, those are also my girlfriends, and there are my wives too. Xier knows about it."

Broly explained.

Helen: "……"

She indeed knew these things, but openly admitting it—wasn't that a bit too arrogant?

"Helen Sister, may I have the honor of asking you to dance one song?"

Broly thought for a moment, then extended his hand to invite the girl before him, who looked like she had dead fish eyes.

He had actually noticed that Helen had no one inviting her to dance. As Xier's half-sister, Broly felt he should still look after her.

Looking at the hand extended before her, Helen's heart suddenly jumped. A part of her that carried Xier's memories—even though she appeared cold toward this Saiyan youth before her—only she and the Goddess herself knew the actual Xier emotions flowing in her heart.

Of course, she was not truly Xier. She was merely acting as Xier's stand-in under the Goddess's orders during this recent period. So, regarding this kindness, she was somewhat moved emotionally, but her reason made her prepare to refuse the youth's dance invitation.

"Helen, you might as well go dance with him."

However, before her words of refusal could leave her mouth, the Goddess behind her made a gesture.

"Freya-sama?!"

Helen hurriedly turned to look at Freya, only to see the Goddess, who had just lost composure in her expression control below, now looking at her with a beaming smile, as if encouraging her.

Ah, no—this was because she herself hadn't been recognized, hadn't received Broly's dance invitation, so she wanted to accept the dance invitation through herself, and then later share memories in private to obtain a first-person dance experience with Broly?

Freya-sama, isn't this a bit too humble? Is this guy really worth it?

But regardless of whether he was worth it or not, Helen could not refuse the Goddess's command.

She placed her hand on the boy's palm, and it was another dance.

Looking at the small youth somewhat shorter than herself, Helen's mood was quite complex.

"Mr. Broly, could you do me a favor?"

As the music was about to end, Helen suddenly bent down and leaned close to Broly's ear to ask in a small voice.

"Uh, Xier's Sister, do you have something you need my help with?"

Broly didn't expect the other party to suddenly say this to him, and he did not refuse her request.

"Freya, my Goddess..."

Helen said this, paused slightly, gritted her teeth, and then spoke the words behind it.

"She wasn't invited to dance tonight either. I want to ask you to help invite her later."

When did the esteemed Beauty Goddess-sama end up with no one inviting her to dance?

In fact, there were gods and people who had invited her, and not just one.

But they were all directly rejected by Freya, whose mood was somewhat poor, using the excuse that she currently wasn't in the mood to dance.

And her own behavior now was undoubtedly acting on her own initiative to play matchmaker for the Goddess. Helen didn't know if she would be punished afterward, but she had already prepared herself for punishment, because Freya-sama's look of secretly sulking was truly heartbreaking.

Would Freya punish Helen for her own initiative? The answer was no.

"Lady Freya, I wonder if you would be willing to share a dance with me?"

When the Saiyan youth finished dancing with his own maid and came straight to her front, extending his hand toward her and sending out an invitation to dance together, the feeling of sulking in private that Freya had felt before was directly thrown to the back of her mind.

Even Helen, acting as Xier's stand-in actor, had a heart-moved feeling toward the boy, let alone she, Xier's main body/original.

"Delighted to the utmost!"

The smile on Freya's face was like water about to overflow, but just as she placed her own hand on the boy's hand, preparing to dance a tune with him, the music inside the banquet hall stopped, Apollo clapped his hands, ending the social dancing segment.

Helen: "..."

Ottar: "..."

Freya's smile, even more, directly froze on her face.

Even Broly could feel that the goddess in front of him suddenly at this moment pinched tight his hand.

(Chapter End)