The Fukaros Familia, starting from DanMachi.

Chapter 113 Fenyu and Asphie's Mutual Sympathy

"I know, after all, you are a god."

Fen Yu responded calmly, his tone as if he were talking about something that had nothing to do with him.

It would be strange if Hermes helped him keep it a secret; it would be strange if the god of fun didn't actively seek out fun.

"Oh? You seem to know us quite well."

Hermes nodded approvingly, then held up one finger. "But don't worry, I won't tell anyone before the next council of the gods. This time is your preparation time. Grow stronger with all your might. I'm eager to see how much you've grown by then."

Hermes' goal was simple: he wanted to force Burning Feather to submit.

He wanted to use this pressure to see just how deep the potential of this "hero candidate" he had identified was, and whether he could become the hero he expected to be, the one who could end the era.

He investigated Burning Feather, whose great achievement of upgrading to Lv.2 was defeating a powerful elite monster that was above his level.

Possessing unprecedented rare skills and the fastest leveling speed that mortals cannot match, all of this made Hermes believe that Fenyu was the final hero that the gods had been waiting for, capable of defeating the Black Dragon.

Therefore, for the sake of the hero's growth, he didn't mind personally putting a little pressure on this future hero.

While concealing one's talents can certainly reduce a lot of trouble, Hermes saw through the idea that true heroes should not be buried in the ground like stones.

Fen Yu let out a long sigh in his heart.

It seems he is destined to be thrust into the spotlight.

He was simply unlucky to encounter a troublesome god like Hermes.

The only good news is that he still has time to prepare.

Hermes will announce his true upgrade time at the Council of Gods, making him famous overnight.

The next council of the gods will not be held for more than a month.

He must break through his limits again and reach Lv.3 within this month or so.

Only in this way can he have enough confidence to face the coming storm.

Fen Yu sighed again. Being targeted by Le Zishen, who knew a little about him, was indeed a troublesome thing.

He then raised his head, but instead of looking at Hermes, he turned his gaze to Asphie, who had been standing quietly to the side.

His eyes were full of sympathy.

"Miss Asphie," Fen Yu's tone was unusually sincere, "your main god is truly a troublesome person, one in a hundred years. It must be very tiring to be by his side, right?"

Upon hearing this, Asifi, who had maintained her professional demeanor as if she were just a background figure, finally showed a slight crack in her perpetually calm expression.

Her lips twitched slightly, and then she raised her head and looked back at Fenyu through her glasses with the same sympathetic gaze.

"—Mr. Fenyu, you're unlucky too."

Her voice wasn't loud, but the bitterness and exhaustion it contained were beyond words to fully express: "Being targeted by our family's supreme deity is like stepping half a foot into a vortex of endless trouble."

Two gazes, filled with the shared fate of those who had fallen on hard times, met in mid-air, instantly reaching a silent consensus.

One is the prey being targeted, and the other is a long-time subordinate who has suffered for years. At this moment, they transcend the boundaries of their clans and form an unbreakable alliance of victims.

The next second, as if by unspoken agreement, the two turned their heads at the same time, their eyes filled with reproach and helplessness, and pierced the instigator of this trouble—Hermes.

"Hey, Asphie-chan."

Hermes exaggeratedly clutched his chest, making a hurt expression of betrayal, his voice full of grievance, "How could you speak of me like that with outsiders? I am your most beloved chief god! Everything I have done is for the heroes of the future, for world peace!"

Asphie pushed up her glasses expressionlessly, the lenses reflecting a cold light, and replied in a flat tone, "Lord Hermes, are you sure you're not just looking for fun?"

Fen Yu silently picked up the empty wine glass on the table and raised it towards Asifi, as if to express silent respect.

This woman has had a tough time.

Although he learned some things about Alphia, Fenyu's mood did not improve.

He didn't want to spend another second with this cunning and wicked guy, so he immediately stood up from his seat and prepared to leave.

"Well then, I'll take my leave now."

Fen Yu spoke coldly and turned to leave.

However, just as he took a step, the noise from the next table suddenly intensified.

Seven adventurers in matching uniforms staggered to their feet, seemingly preparing to leave.

Fen Yu stepped aside to make way, but unexpectedly, one of the smallest members of the dwarf race seemed to lose his balance and fell straight towards him.

"Bang!"

A muffled thud.

The little human didn't bump into Fen Yu, but seemed to be tripped by Fen Yu's leg, losing his balance and crashing headfirst into an empty table next to him.

The roasted meat, vegetable salad, and a full glass of ale on the plate flew up instantly and then splashed all over the little man and his companion.

Messy food scraps and dark yellow liquor dripped down their hair and clothes, making for a rather unsightly scene.

"Hey, can't you watch where you're going?!"

"How dare you run over someone from our Apollo Familia? You're tired of living, aren't you?"

"Apologize quickly and compensate us for our losses."

The other six immediately surrounded Fen Yu, shouting at him with menacing expressions.

Fen Yu's expression instantly turned cold.

Because he could see clearly that the little human deliberately crashed into his feet, the whole movement exaggerated and affected.

His gaze swept over the golden bow and sun emblem on the chests of the men, and he instantly understood.

The Apollo Familia has made its move.

They did it on purpose, with malicious intent, in a dramatic and clumsy performance.

He just didn't expect the Apollo Familia to act so quickly. He only discovered last night that he was being targeted by the Apollo Familia, and today he has already fallen into their trap.

Hermes and Asphie, who were not far away, also witnessed this scene.

Both of them were taken aback, and strange expressions appeared on their faces.

This scene—why does it seem so familiar?

Asphie glanced speechlessly at Hermes, who was watching the show with great interest beside her, and then looked at the surrounded Burning Feather with a look that was mixed with sympathy.

How come he's so prone to being targeted by con artists? Last time it was his own unreliable god, and this time it's the Apollo clan with their terrible reputation. He's just too unlucky.

Or is it that he has a constitution that easily attracts trouble?

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