eurekapd Chapter 259 Disputes at the Divine Assembly
Chapter 259 Disputes at the Divine Assembly
Chapter 259 Disputes at the Divine Assembly
The surviving members of the Ishtar Familia escaped from the depths, their pitiful state no better than Roy's and the others, and the news they revealed to the outside world was even more shocking.
The LV.5 "Man Killer" Freni Jamil, along with over a hundred combat prostitutes, perished in the dungeon, many of whom were LV.2 or LV.3.
Orario is already in an uproar!
Exploring dungeons requires a steady and methodical approach; generally speaking, large-scale casualties are unlikely.
The building collapsed, and Zagnat's roar could be clearly felt by adventurers on several floors above and below.
The matter of the floor owner, Anfispina, running to the surface has not yet been investigated, and now this has happened.
Orario is hailed as the "center of the world," a gathering place for gods of all kinds, adventurers of different races and backgrounds, and is destined to be anything but boring. However, the recent series of events has left almost no truth behind them.
Going back further, there's also the LV.7 "Berserker"!
The adventurers felt a sense of dread, their intuition, honed from countless brushes with death, telling them that something else was bound to happen next.
The Tower of Babel has thirty stories.
The grand hall, built on an entire floor, is magnificent and imposing. All the gods of Orario gathered together, their faces beaming with joyful smiles as they sought amusement. This year's number of divine assemblies far exceeded that of previous years.
Even Freya would attend frequently.
After Seele Frova's identity was exposed, the tavern girl's game could no longer continue. As a goddess of beauty with the power of ultimate beauty, Freya could not appear in other places at will, as her every move would bewitch others and easily disrupt social order.
Therefore, the only places she could appear are the gatherings of gods or banquets held by the gods.
Coincidentally—
Freya was not bored by the recent series of events; in fact, she was somewhat engrossed in them, which alleviated some of the distress and annoyance she felt over the exposure of Seele's identity.
The gods would occasionally tease her about it, but the hype had died down, and most of them started looking for new amusement. That's just the nature of the gods; they're either looking for fun or on their way to find it.
Freya felt quite pleased to see her old nemesis (Ishtar thought so) constantly getting the short end of the stick.
A heated argument erupted in the hall.
The gods stared excitedly at the protagonists of this story: Astraea, the goddess of justice, and Ishtar, one of the goddesses of beauty. They never expected that these two would be going head-to-head.
"Astraea!"
Ishtar slammed her hands on the table, roaring like a tigress, "How many times do I have to tell you? I lost a LV.5 guy and have over a hundred people left, while you have no casualties!"
The clan suffered heavy casualties, and even the nominal leader, Frini Jamil, was killed. Ishtar had a lot of things to deal with, but Astraea kept bothering her at this time.
After being harassed for several days, Ishtar was so upset that she had no time to think about anything else.
Compared to the volatile Ishtar.
The goddess Astraea wore a gentle, warm smile, her demeanor dignified and graceful, as if shrouded in a veil of holy light.
"Casualties are no excuse. You've colluded with the dark faction to hunt my children in the dungeon. I can't stand idly by." Astraea's voice was soft and gentle, like the purest spring water flowing over smooth jade.
As she spoke, a gentle smile remained on her exquisitely beautiful face, and she spoke softly, but her imposing presence made Ishtar unable to lift her head.
"snort!"
Ishtar, like a shrew in a bustling marketplace, sneered, "You're saying my child appeared in the Deeper Levels with the Dark Faction, so they're in cahoots? I believe you all conspired to kill my child!"
Tiony and Tiona came forward to testify.
The gods could sense that the girls of the Astrea Familia were not lying, but this only proved that the three forces encountered each other in the white palace on the thirty-seventh floor.
There is no way to prove that Ishtar colluded with the Dark Faction.
The gods frowned. The Astrea Familia had always been at the forefront of the fight against the Dark Faction. To say that they were colluding with the Dark Faction was utter nonsense.
Astraea's smile faded slightly, her face as calm as an ancient, clear ice lake.
However, the gods subconsciously held their breath—beneath their seemingly calm and undisturbed faces lay a raging fury.
Astraea was truly enraged!
The gods found it understandable; the Astrea Familia had suffered a total annihilation before, and now it almost happened again—anyone would be angry.
Ishtar will further humiliate the justice upheld by the Astrea Familia, and cause rivers of blood to flow!
"My family and I have absolutely no connection with the Dark Faction!" Astraea said calmly.
This rebuttal left Ishtar speechless.
Astraea dared to say this, but Ishtar did not, because she was truly connected to the dark faction, and if she lied, the gods would immediately notice.
Ishtar never directly denied it from beginning to end, but instead always used rhetorical questions to answer questions, and the gods understood perfectly well.
Ishtar definitely has connections with the Dark Faction!
But this matter is still very awkward. As long as Ishtar refuses to speak and acts like a shrew, throwing a tantrum and being a rogue, there will be no evidence!
Otherwise, why would this matter have dragged on for so long?
Loki watched with a smile as the goddess of justice and goddess of beauty clashed. Seeing the blond-haired boy sit down next to him, he chuckled, "Hermes, you've come too."
"Loki," Hermes greeted.
Then, his gaze returned to the two goddesses in the center of the vortex. "Loki, don't you find this a little strange?"
"Hmm?" Loki tilted his head.
Hermes said, "Given Astraea's serious nature, would she continue this pointless and fruitless argument with Ishtar?"
"What do you mean?" Loki opened his eyes slightly.
Hermes asked, "I don't know, but I have a feeling Astraea has ulterior motives. What have Astraea's children been up to lately?"
Loki counted on his fingers, "The elf is recuperating in Amid, with the blue-haired one by her side. The Amazon sisters are guarding Astraea, and that brat and two girls seem to be watching over the house—"
Loki's Twilight Mansion is right next to the Star Garden. Although they are separated by a main street, a high-level adventurer's eyesight is good enough to see the other's front door.
Entering and exiting through the main gate, one cannot escape the other party's eyes.
Hermes smiled slightly; he seemed to understand—they were gathering evidence!
"call!"
Astraea exhaled a soft, fragrant breath, a hint of weariness flashing deep in her deep blue eyes. Roy really knew how to make things difficult for her, making her mentally and physically exhausted, when she asked her to argue with Ishtar like a shrew. At this moment, she envied Roy a little; he could take action instead of making a fuss.
Fortunately, this pointless argument is finally coming to an end today!
Footsteps sounded outside the hall.
The gods turned around and saw that it was a team of guild employees, standing ready, followed by Njord, who ran a fishing business in the port city of Mellen.
"Little sister Eina, what happened?" A male god who often stayed at the guild headquarters approached and asked the half-elf employee with a grin.
Eina greeted the handsome man, then fixed her sharp gaze on Ishtar.
The same goes for the guild staff behind her.
The entire hall fell into a deathly silence.
At that moment, all the gods realized that something big was about to happen, and they looked at the two of them.
When she saw Njord, Ishtar, who had been making excuses, finally panicked, and beads of cold sweat slid down her wild, brown skin.
"Ishtar, I'm sorry, I can't hide it anymore. It's about you and me colluding with the Dark Faction." Njord scratched his head and said embarrassedly.
Njord's words exploded like a bomb underwater, creating a massive wave, but the gods did not sense the presence of a lie.
All eyes fell on Ishtar.
Freya, sitting in the front row, had a slight upturn at the corners of her exquisite lips. This was about to be interesting!
Ishtar's phoenix eyes turned ferocious as she glared at Njord with an icy look that seemed to want to devour him. "Njord, what are you saying—?!"
Then, her expression softened, and she looked at the gods, "Everyone, Njord is definitely having mental problems. I will have a good talk with him. Today's gathering will end here, and I will give everyone a generous gift—"
Ishtar winked at the men, exuding a seductive and alluring aura.
But the gods all turned away from Ishtar.
As I said before, it doesn't matter how they play in private. Among the gods, quite a few actually have dealings with the dark faction and the merchant guilds under their control.
They have no so-called beliefs.
How could a friendship that has lasted for hundreds of millions of years in the celestial realm be changed by the death of a few people in the mortal realm?
But once something is brought into the open, or rather, once it is brought into the open by someone, even the gods must be careful.
The adventurers and people of Orario deeply despise the Dark Faction, and at least on the surface, the gods stand firmly against it.
This is considered politically correct in Orario!
Njord recounted everything; to protect the fishermen, he had to cooperate with the dark faction, and the Ishtar Familia transported those strange, man-eating flowers—
The gods watched silently as Njord self-destructed, without uttering a single lie—he was too honest!
Njord dragged Ishtar down with his self-destruction, but he was also on that relationship network, so self-destruction wasn't a good thing for him either. Yet, she still did it, giving the gods a chilling feeling.
Why?
It was as if a giant hand was controlling everything.
Hermes and Loki were ashamed; it was truly terrifying that they had prepared such a powerful weapon so quietly.
Without Ishtar even needing to speak, Njord had already definitively proven that the other party was colluding with the dark faction, and even produced a ledger of the three-way transactions.
"Shut up--!"
Ishtar roared hysterically, her murderous gaze fixed on Njord, who had betrayed her.
Njord lowered his head; his task was complete.
"How ugly, Ishtar!" Freya laughed, her lazy and pleasant voice ringing out.
The reason why so many male gods ignored Ishtar's request was because the higher-ranking Freya was present; otherwise, they would have been happy to say a few good words for Ishtar in exchange for a chance to spend a night with her.
"Freya—!"
Ishtar was in turmoil; Astraea, Njord, Freya, and everything that troubled her seemed to be raising spears to strike her.
"The Ishtar Familia has colluded with the Dark Clan, seriously threatening the safety of the city and harming the Orario Familia. The Guild hereby announces the punishment for the Ishtar Familia. Considering that they are the first offenders, two-thirds of the Familia's assets will be confiscated. If they continue to collude with the Dark Clan, they will be expelled from Orario!" Eina produced the Guild's official document.
The guild leaders still pushed this potentially offensive task onto the fearless half-elf girl.
Eina was dissatisfied with the tragic state of Roy and the others. She believed that the Ishtar Familia should be expelled from Orario and wiped out completely!
"You bastard, what did you say?!"
Ishtar was trembling with rage. With a single, casual remark, she was about to take away two-thirds of her assets—billions earned by countless women using their bodies!
When Ishtar turned her anger towards Eina, Astraea naturally defended the girl who had a good relationship with her child, and made some startling remarks.
"Ishtar, let's play war games!"