DxD: Reborn with a Divine Treasure Chest System Chapter 55 55: 55. The Stirring of the Goddess Freya

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"Anos… Anos… I'm sorry…"

Hestia apologized like a child who had done sothing wrong.

Originally, she had planned to dodge the debt entirely.

She knew it wasn't the right thing to do, but if it ant her familia could grow without burden, embarrassing herself in front of Hephaestus didn't seem like a big deal.

Seeing her like this, Anos simply smiled and patted her head.

Money ant nothing to him.

In his previous world, money had never mattered much.

And in this one, it mattered even less.

Money was just numbers.

Only money that was actually used had value.

What Hestia had spent to safely bring him into the world…

Even if the number had eleven zeros instead of nine, he would still consider it worth it.

"Hey, Anos… can you at least tell how you plan to repay it?"

Hestia simply couldn't imagine how he intended to cover such a massive debt.

"You'll find out soon enough."

Anos smiled faintly.

While Hestia and Hephaestus were talking earlier, plenty of people had already begun paying attention to them.

There was no way he would openly discuss his plans here.

"…Right."

Hestia quickly realized the sa thing.

"Now isn't the ti for that, Let's finish registering first."

"Bell? Bell? Co on, we're leaving."

She nudged the girl who was still standing frozen.

After hearing about a ten-digit debt, Bell had completely shut down.

For soone her age, that kind of number was simply too overwhelming.

After being shaken several tis by Hestia, she finally snapped back to reality.

"Y-Yes!"

Even if the road ahead was difficult…

She would keep walking it.

Perhaps this was what people ant when they spoke of the path of a hero.

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anwhile.

At the top of the Babel Tower.

This was the territory of the goddess of beauty Freya.

Dressed in clothing that could easily be described as both alluring and dangerously revealing, she slowly swirled the wine in her glass.

Below her lay Orario.

Her playground.

And today…

Sothing interesting had appeared in that playground.

"A soul of absolute purity."

Her gaze first settled on the white-haired, red-eyed girl.

"Such a sha. If she were the opposite gender, I might have been very interested."

Freya licked her lips before her excitent faded.

She always saw souls before anything else.

The color of a person's soul told her everything long before their appearance or personality mattered.

"But…"

Her gaze shifted.

"And yet, I'm far more interested in the one standing beside her."

The heat returned instantly to her eyes.

Not simple curiosity.

Possession.

Pure possessiveness.

"Pure? No…"

"That soul has already surpassed the word pure."

"It's sacred, Mysterious."

"A soul you want to cradle in your hands… a soul you want to study up close forever."

Freya felt her heart stir.

It wasn't purity that fascinated her.

It was the divine mystery surrounding that soul.

A soul filled with unknown possibilities.

"Even I can't fully see through it."

She smiled slowly.

"How many secrets are hidden within you?"

The unknown ant endless potential.

The unknown ant this person's starting point was completely different from that of ordinary people.

The unknown ant a sensation she had not felt in ages.

Even the other gods could not give her this feeling.

"Ottar."

Freya spoke calmly, still watching the city below.

"The two beside Hestia, who are they?"

Ottar.

The only Level 7 adventurer in Orario.

A warrior is often called the city's ultimate weapon.

And above all else—

Freya's most loyal follower.

"Goddess Hestia has returned after being gone for quite so ti," Ottar replied calmly.

"The people beside her appear to be mbers of her familia."

"Is that so?"

Freya smiled thoughtfully.

"Hestia didn't have a familia before, did she?"

She already knew the answer.

But she still waited for Ottar to say it.

"That is correct," he said.

"She descended recently and had no followers until now, They must be newly recruited."

"If my lady wishes…"

"No, Ottar."

Freya waved her hand.

"Don't do sothing so tasteless."

She already knew what he was about to suggest.

The Freya Familia was the most powerful familia in Orario.

Aside from Loki Familia, no one could truly challenge them.

Taking soone away by force would be trivial.

"I understand."

Ottar nodded.

But he kept sothing else to himself.

Just monts ago…

Across that enormous distance…

He had locked eyes with that boy.

For an instant.

Their gazes t.

And in that instant—

Every hair on his body stood on end.

As a boar beastman, his instincts toward danger were extrely sharp.

It might have been his imagination.

But if it wasn't—

That boy possessed the strength to fight him.

Perhaps even defeat him.

But that possibility was absurd.

Hestia had only been gone for about a year.

How could she possibly return with soone strong enough to rival Orario's ultimate weapon?

Without a god's blessing, reaching that level of strength was nearly impossible.

The difference between soone with a blessing and soone without one was imnse.

But if it was true…

Ottar stopped his thoughts there.

Freya had given an order.

And he would follow it.

Still…

A faint excitent stirred deep within his chest.

He had been invincible for a long ti.

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