The Ultimate Lich King of the Multiverse

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"I'm really hurt, Hephaestus! Do you really think I only come to you when I need to borrow money? Do I look like that kind of goddess? Sure, I've asked for your help a lot, but thanks to you, I'm managing just fine now! I'm no longer living off my best friend like some leech!"

"You were literally just stuffing your face with free food. And you're even packing it to-go."

"Ugh… Th-that's just because it would all go to waste anyway… I'm simply putting it to better use—nothing more..."

"Ohh~ Wow~ That stingy little spirit of yours really moves me. I'm so touched by your thriftiness, I could cry."

"Grr…!"

Seeing Hephaestus sneer at her, Hestia groaned in frustration.

Just then, there was a crisp tap tap of shoes against the floor.

The sound approached from behind Hephaestus.

"Hehe… You two are still as close as ever."

"Ehh—F-Freya!?"

The goddess that entered Hestia's field of vision stood out even among this assembly of divine beauty. Compared to the other gods, she was on another level.

Her snow-like fair skin glowed with softness. Slender limbs exuded an alluring charm with the slightest movement. Her supple hips and delicate waist alone were enough to shatter reason. The low-cut dress, embroidered with golden thread, clung tightly to her figure. Her magnificent chest, pressed beneath a single piece of fabric, radiated heat, and the valley of her cleavage flushed a soft, cherry blossom pink.

Her body was flawless—almost as if the golden ratio had been modeled after her.

Long lashes fluttered like butterfly wings, while her eyes—narrow and ethereal—glowed with a divinely untouchable light.

Such unmatched beauty could only be described as transcendent.

The goddess Freya, known as the one who could make beauty fall in love, gently swayed her silver hair as she approached Hestia.

"W-Why are you here…?"

"Oh, we just ran into each other over there. It's been a while, so we chatted for a bit. Then I asked if she wanted to walk around the hall with me."

"S-Seriously? That casual, Hephaestus?!"

"Am I bothering you, Hestia?"

"…Not exactly."

The eternally smiling goddess looked at her with a gentle expression.

Hestia pouted slightly.

"I'm scared of you."

"Hehe… I like that part of you, actually."

"Oh, give me a break," Hestia said, waving her hand.

Freya was known as the most dazzling among the gods—a divine beauty without equal.

The gods, male and female alike, possessed an inherent power that charmed and mesmerized all: beauty. For mortals, a single glance was enough to enslave the heart, rendering them helpless.

But every "beauty god" also had one thing in common—terrible personalities.

Even among the gods, they were notoriously difficult.

To be honest, Hestia didn't want anything to do with them if she could help it.

"Heyyy—FeiFei—Freya—Shorty!"

"…But as much as I dislike you, there's still someone I like even less."

"Oh my, how scary."

Hestia shifted her gaze from Freya's graceful smile and turned toward the approaching figure of another goddess waving her hand with enthusiasm.

Crimson hair and crimson eyes. She usually wore a simple hairstyle tied with a band, but today it had been styled for the banquet. The sleek formal gown suited her surprisingly well.

Though she appeared after Freya, she was just as stunning as the rest.

"Ah, Loki. So you came too, huh?"

"Why? You look like you've got something on your mind. How rare."

"…There is something I want to talk about. But this isn't exactly the best place for it."

Hestia glanced around at the crowd of gods and looked a bit troubled.

"…Oh? Don't tell me—this is about that boy?"

Seeing Hestia's expression, Loki narrowed her eyes and leaned in closer.

"Tch. You could at least not say it out loud."

Hestia gave a sulky look and glanced cautiously toward Freya, who stood beside them smiling gracefully with a glass in hand.

Truth be told, Hestia didn't want this woman knowing anything about Yoru. Something about her felt… dangerous.

"Oh right, if I remember correctly, Hestia, you finally started your own Familia, didn't you? Is this about that child? When you came to tell me you formed one, I was honestly shocked…"

"Aah… yeah, it's about him."

As Hephaestus stated it outright, Hestia gave a resigned nod.

The moment she did, Freya moved.

With a crisp clink, she set her glass down on the table and flicked her silver hair back.

"Well then… I should take my leave."

"Eh? So soon? Didn't you come here for a reason?"

"There's no need anymore. I've already heard what I came to confirm."

"…You didn't ask a single question since you got here."

Hephaestus, who'd been with her the whole time, couldn't hide her surprise.

Freya didn't answer. She just lowered her eyes to Hestia and gave a different kind of smile than before.

Hestia blinked several times in surprise, stunned.

"…Besides, I've grown tired of all the men here."

The entire hall went silent at her remark, but Freya seemed completely unfazed.

"Then I'll be going."

Leaving behind only those words, she disappeared into the bustling crowd of gods.

The three remaining goddesses were left standing awkwardly together, wearing equally complex expressions.

"She really is the Goddess of Beauty… So scandalous!"

"Well, if Freya and her kind didn't preside over love and lust, someone else would have to."

"Even so, she's still the head of a Familia! Acting like that with gods who could be enemies… The children are gonna lose respect for her!"

"…Though I bet she could get new members with just one smile."

Hephaestus let out a sigh and scratched the eyepatch over her right eye with a delicate finger.

It was a habit of hers. Whenever she was dissatisfied or felt uneasy, she'd always do that. Seeing it, Hestia snorted softly through her nose.

"All right, now that the annoying one is gone, if you've got anything to say about that kid, hurry up and spill."

With Freya gone, Loki leaned forward eagerly.

"Yes, Hestia. What did you want to tell us about your Familia member?"

Following Loki's lead, Hephaestus tilted her head curiously.

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