Chapter 835: Matters Concerning the Return to Orario

"Lord Hermes, are we staying in this town for a night?"

"Hmm, we've been camping in the wild these past days, and the journey has been rather tiring.

So, I thought we'd stay a night in this town to let everyone relax a bit."

Pausing a moment, Hermes leaned in and hooked his arm around the Saiyan youth's shoulder.

"Broly, I understand your eagerness to return to Orario quickly, to get back to your other beloved wives, but you've been out this long — is it really alright to bring nothing back?"

"Uh————"

"Did you think I just picked a random town to stop at? No, there are several large silver mines around this town, giving it a highly developed silverware industry. Especially the silver jewelry — each piece more capable of coaxing a woman's heart than the last, with a success rate near 80%. Cough, cough, of course you might not need to coax more women, but don't you plan to buy some as gifts to bring back?"

Broly was somewhat tempted.

"Need me to recommend a few silver jewelry shops with good craftsmanship?"

"Then I'll trouble you, Lord Hermes."

"No trouble at all————"

Hermes leaned to the Saiyan youth's ear, told him the silver jewelry shops he himself frequented, then hurriedly left.

"I have an old friend to see in this city, so I won't accompany you. You and Hestia and the others go on ahead."

"Alright."

Hermes left the inn, went to an old tavern, bought two bottles of good wine, took a portion of grilled beef to go, and immediately headed for the clock tower at the town center.

"Long time no see, Hermes. You look travel-worn. What have you been busy with lately?"

Just as he reached a spot with a good view of the distant Silver Street, a hearty but aged voice came from behind.

"Business is done. Guiding a certain formidable child, modestly saving this world from peril — care for a drink, Zeus?"

Hermes swirled the wine in his hand, turned, and found the bearded old man behind him also carrying wine and snacks.

"Let's do that. But this 'formidable child you guided to save the world' — you mean my fine grandson?"

"Your grandson? No, not that kid Bell."

"Oh? Then who is it, to be called formidable by you?"

"The kid's name is Broly. His nickname now is Demon King. As for strength, I'll say no more — one word: strong beyond human."

Hermes opened the wine, ate a bite of beef, sipped some wine, then continued.

"And his knack for encountering beautiful women, goddesses — it's not the least bit inferior to yours, you old geezer. If I didn't know he's Hestia's child, I'd think he was the one who got your personal instruction————"

"A guy who dares provoke even goddesses — now that's interesting. I want to meet him!"

Compared to strength, Zeus cared more about the knack for encountering the opposite sex. Any Lower World kid who dares build a harem, who bravely faces the potential carnage of a love polygon afterward — in his eyes, they're all warriors worthy of respect, heroes among men.

"Meeting him is easy enough — he's right there!"

Hermes spoke, raising his hand to point at the bustling Silver Street in the distance.

Though the street was lively and the distance vast, making it impossible to tell who he was pointing at.

But for gods, this problem is solved simply by activating the Divine Eye.

Even in a crowd, one can pick out souls that stand apart from the gravel.

Broly's soul was like a torch in the night — Zeus spotted it at a glance.

"You mean that kid?"

"Exactly."

Broly had been helping Ais pick out silver jewelry, but suddenly felt a sensation of being watched. He frowned, turned his head, and looked toward the direction of the gaze — and saw Hermes on the distant clock tower, holding a red wine bottle.

The other party even raised a hand and waved twice in his direction.

"Broly, what are you looking at?"

Ais came over holding two silver necklaces, noticed he seemed to be staring at something, and asked.

"Nothing. Just Lord Hermes greeting me."

"Lord Hermes? Where?"

"On that clock tower in the distance. Looks like he's drinking and eating with a friend."

Ais looked in the direction the youth's finger pointed. She could see the clock tower, but couldn't make out what the people on it were doing.

"You really can see far."

"Condense Qi in front of your eyes to form a telescope-like effect. You can do it too."

Just as Ais was about to ask Broly how exactly to manipulate Qi, Artemis ran over and asked the Saiyan youth: "Broly, how do you like the hair ornament I picked?"

Interrupted by this, Ais also remembered she had come to ask the youth's opinion on how the jewelry looked worn.

"Tsk, wait — that kid's encountered goddess is actually Artemis?"

While Broly's side returned to the normal gift-picking routine, Zeus, upon seeing Artemis, sharply inhaled.

Back in the day, every single Male God who dared provoke Artemis of the Heavenly Discipline Committee had tasted her archery.

Zeus himself nearly got castrated by an arrow. Even now, that trauma remains — aside from Hera, she's the second goddess he least wants to provoke.

"Not just Artemis. There are other goddesses too — Hestia, Hephaestus, even Astraea and Freya have unclear relationships with him."

As each goddess's name was listed, Zeus sucked in several breaths in succession, suddenly feeling his age.

"Truly the young are formidable. If I still ran a Familia, I'd definitely recruit a capable kid like this!"

"Give it a rest. Even if you still ran a Familia, you couldn't poach him. After all, one Main God is a giant-breasted Pomegranate plus harem, the other Main God is a rotten old man — anyone would choose the former."

"Uh, fair point, hahaha————"

Hermes roasted him without mercy; Zeus laughed heartily. After the banter, this god with a thick white beard finally asked about his own grandson.

"Enough about other people's excellent kids. Let's talk about my excellent grandson. How's Bell doing in Orario?"

"Your grandson Bell — he's doing quite well in Orario————"

【If he cross-dressed, he'd probably have the strength to compete for Orario's new generation Saintess.】

Hermes thought of the enthusiasm Orario's adventurers now held for Bell Cranel, and couldn't help but think just that.

"Before I came, he was already close to Level 3, and even bore the title Team Light."

"Hahaha, worthy of the grandson I raised with my own hands, yet I wonder which Familia that child has joined now?"

"Hestia Familia."

"?"

"Your grandson is lucky; just after arriving in Orario, he swore brotherhood with a powerful good big brother."

"Wait, the sworn brotherhood you speak of — it wouldn't be the kind that requires pulling strings through the back door, would it?"

"No, Broly's sexual orientation is normal; your grandson simply genuinely acknowledged him as a big brother. Following Broly, he's gotten along very well in Orario, especially after resurrection magic appeared — Bell, who also mastered resurrection magic, became a person especially respected in Orario, even more respected by ordinary citizens than Broly this Demon King big brother —"

Hermes rattled on and on; Zeus listened with a somewhat complex mood — his own raised grandson hadn't become a hero, but instead became the Demon King's little brother.

The only relieving good news was that, influenced by his acknowledged Demon King big brother, he had also successfully opened a harem in Orario.

"Sigh, if he's not a hero then he's not a hero; at least he opened a harem, counts as a real man!"

【If I told you someone wanted to top him into crossdressing as Orario's new Saintess, wouldn't you, this old geezer, explode?】

"Hermes —"

"Hm?"

"Please help me keep a slight eye on Bell."

"Sure, but — this means you're planning to leave?"

"After the Familia disbanded, Hera has been looking for me; I'd rather not be found."

Watching his old friend's departing back, Hermes thought to himself: 【This harem he opened is truly lame, not even as good as a child down in the Lower World!】

Broly knew nothing of Hermes' affairs; after purchasing a pile of silver jewelry to bring back as gifts, he returned to the inn to watch Hestia and the others' silver jewelry fashion show.

Whether intentional or not, Hestia and the others wore more and more silver jewelry on their bodies, but their actual clothing grew less and less.

In the end, they had only silver jewelry as covering; this made him somewhat furious, and he barely managed to douse the flames with a spray of saliva from the two people and two goddesses.

The next day they set off; Broly and company continued walking toward Orario, not staying to rest in any other city.

En route they passed through a city of the Rakia Kingdom, and discovered some Rakia Kingdom soldiers publicizing policies regarding the Intelligent Magic Beast Heretic Protection Law within the city.

"Lord Ares is indeed a god who keeps his word; I thought I might have to make a trip to the Rakia Kingdom because of his faithlessness."

Broly remarked with some emotion.

"That guy Ares wouldn't welsh on the ransom matter, and I hear before long the Rakia Kingdom's army will again go conquer surrounding small nations, and will bring the Heretic Protection Law with them."

"Lord Hermes, I'd like to trouble you to deliver a letter to Lord Ares for me."

", what do you want to write to Ares?"

"If his army encounters a powerful foe they can't handle while conquering other nations, they can come to Orario's side and hire me as a mercenary."

"Broly, you're doing this so the Heretic Protection Law can spread smoothly, wanting to help the Rakia Kingdom conquer the world?"

Hermes asked with some curiosity.

"That's one reason. Of course, if the nation being attacked is also willing to proactively enact the Heretic Protection Law, I can also promise not to interfere in their war with the Rakia Kingdom."

"Hmm, after delivering the letter to Lord Ares, I'll also have to trouble you, Lord Hermes, to convey my intentions to the kings of other nations, and incidentally include a Memory Stone of my performance in the last War Game."

", this way, nations that can't beat the Rakia Kingdom will be defeated by the Rakia Kingdom and forced to implement the Heretic Protection Law, while nations that can rival the Rakia Kingdom will also, because of the information you convey, be forced to keep pace with the Rakia Kingdom's steps to avoid the Rakia Kingdom hiring an expert like you who could influence the war's balance, and thus enact the Heretic Protection Law in their own countries."

Broly's words turned in Hermes' mind; this god who primarily ran the intelligence industry quickly realized the brilliance of this maneuver.

Just by conveying some news, he could make the nations surrounding the Rakia Kingdom also proactively promote the Heretic Protection Law.

Naturally, any who actively refuse to promote it, who reject heretics and obstruct Broly's plan for heretics to integrate into the surface — wouldn't those villains just be jumping out on their own?

Broly accepting the Rakia Kingdom's commission to eliminate such declared nations would also count as clearing obstacles for Vini and the other monster girl wives to walk out of Orario and live in the future.

Incidentally, taking a high commission fee, slaughtering lives en masse in war, absorbing the slain's life energy — he could earn another sum of experience.

What's called a three-win — this is a three-win; Broly alone wins thrice.

Casually tossing a plan at the Rakia Kingdom's side, on the road back to Orario afterward Broly encountered no further incidents.

Over a month after the Divine Moon Festival, Broly and company finally returned to Orario; even with some gifts brought back, the small-statured girl was still puffed up with anger.

Of course, compared to being angry at Broly, Liliruca was more angry at Hestia — clearly they were the first comrades to fight together on a bed, yet when sneaking off with the boy, Hestia didn't bring her along, and even delayed the boy's return.

Until, upon learning that Hestia had likewise not taken the Saiyan boy's purity during this time, Liliruca's mood improved somewhat.

A small separation is better than a new marriage; after not seeing each other for over a month, when they met again Tiona and the others erupted with considerable enthusiasm toward Broly.

One night, a group of people, in one room, managed to make every corner of the room soaking wet; they didn't engage in dual cultivation, simply venting the joy of reunion and a bit of physiological desire — only because Broly's physical quality was strong enough, otherwise this time the one feeling sore would be him.

The next day, Broly woke up in another room, on a clean bed, in a pile of wives.

Last night, after soothing every encounter target in the house, Broly also incidentally helped each wife who was limp with pleasure wash her body, then moved to this room to sleep.

Now it seems they all slept comfortably; Broly carefully climbed up, leaving the room without waking a single person.

Just as he was preparing today's breakfast in the kitchen, the Magic Stone Doorbell of Hearth Manor rang; he went out to open the door and saw a cool-headed maid girl standing at the doorway.

"Miss Helen, long time no see, good morning."

"Long time no see, Broly. Lady Freya wishes to see you."

"Then I'll prepare the household's breakfast first, and go see her in a bit."

Broly had gone to the Abundance Mistress's tavern last night, but didn't see Xier; heard she took leave and didn't come.