Multiverse: In DanMachi, I'm the Strongest Summoner

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Orario, Southwestern District.

7:00 PM.

At the gates of the Apollo Familia manor.

With the arrival of a luxurious carriage—

"Hyah~!"

The horses neighed as the finely crafted door opened.

Raven Eltharion stepped down, hand in hand with a girl clad in blue ribbons—delicate like a young maiden.

Hestia, looking far more radiant than usual, beamed with a joyful smile.

All around them, high-end carriages were arriving one after another.

Countless beautiful men and women dressed in elegant formalwear.

Mingled among the divine faces of gods and goddesses, you could clearly see adventurers and craftsmen, all dressed in their finest.

This was the Banquet of the Gods—a grand occasion where deities proudly showed off their precious children.

And in front of Raven…

What met his eyes was a breathtaking mansion.

Its golden and dazzling main hall stood wide open, like the grand gates of a golden palace.

Its magnificence rivaled the exterior's opulence—resplendent and brilliant.

Golden and silver lights glimmered off thick pillars and candelabras.

It was all dazzling, even more extravagant than the Twilight Manor of the Loki Familia.

"Let's head inside, Raven-kun."

"Alright."

Raven withdrew his gaze and gently took her gloved hand.

Together with other Familia representatives, they stepped inside.

The first floor's high ceiling gave a sense of openness.

They arrived at the banquet hall on the second floor.

The atmosphere was already lively—the wide-open hall was incredibly luxurious.

From the lofty ceiling hung a massive chandelier made of magic stones shaped like crystals.

Dozens of long banquet tables stretched across the room—

Covered in delicacies that only the upper class could enjoy.

Throughout the venue, many famous demi-human adventurers could be seen.

"Oh my, Hestia—you've arrived!"

A gentle voice called out from nearby, belonging to a woman in a crimson dress—Hephaistos.

"Hephaistos! Aki, Miach!"

Hearing familiar voices—

Hestia's eyes sparkled. She gleefully dragged Raven along as she ran over.

"Hey there, handsome~!"

"Do I look pretty?"

Naaza lifted the hem of her dress with both hands and twirled slightly.

Usually half-lidded and laid-back, her face lit up the moment she saw Raven.

Her fluffy brown dog tail wagged excitedly side to side.

"You look absolutely beautiful."

Raven smiled as he gave her a thumbs-up.

Naaza, who typically dressed quite modestly, looked fresh and charming in her elegant crimson gown.

"Raven… W-what about me…?"

Mikoto, her black hair gracefully tied up, looked down shyly as a faint blush spread across her cheeks.

Raven turned his gaze toward the softly trembling voice.

"You… look beautiful too."

Her exposed shoulders curled inward bashfully, her ears flushed red.

It was obvious at a glance—she had never worn formal attire before.

And truthfully—

Mikoto's aura in this delicate dress was stunning.

Exquisitely feminine.

"R-Really…?"

"Raven… you look very handsome too…"

Mikoto mumbled nervously, her face turning a deeper shade of red.

Then Tsubaki barged in with her usual swagger, her single red eye scanning Raven.

"So this is the famous 'Heavenly Demon Lord,' who leveled up in a single day?"

"First time I've seen you in person."

"You're quite the looker too, hahaha!"

"…You look pretty bold yourself."

Raven gave a dry chuckle in response.

Just then—

A loud voice rang out suddenly.

"Hey, hey! Looks like everyone's gathered here—let me join in too!"

Hestia turned her head.

"Eh… Hermes?"

Wearing princely white attire, Hermes approached with a carefree smile.

"Hermes-sama, please keep your voice down…"

Beside him stood a refined-looking girl in glasses.

Wearing a beautiful gown, Asfi let out a helpless sigh.

"Raven-kun, we meet again."

"You're looking dashing tonight."

Hermes's crescent-shaped eyes gleamed as he spoke in a friendly tone.

"Thanks for the compliment."

Raven responded calmly.

"Well, well, what a lively bunch."

Demeter approached next with a teasing grin.

"Ehh?"

"Hestia, your child is that handsome?"

"Of course!"

Hestia puffed up her chest with pride, basking in the attention.

As more and more guests entered, the banquet hall grew increasingly packed—

The atmosphere livelier with every passing moment.

Raven took a sip of fine red wine.

From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of someone.

It was the goddess Hathor and the Dusky Brown Witch.

Besides them…

Raven also sensed a gaze—someone staring straight at him.

It was Airmid.

But the distance was too far for either of them to speak.

Dian Cecht, that old man, was happily chatting with other gods.

Airmid, her hands folded neatly in front of her stomach, could only observe Raven silently.

Just then—

One of Orario's biggest names arrived.

As the towering beastman and the silver-haired goddess entered, a commotion rippled through the hall.

It was—

Goddess Freya, and her First-Class Adventurer, Ottar the Mighty.

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