"Snake, would you mind creating a barrier so Zeus and I could duke it out?" Odin inquired politely, glancing at the red-haired woman who spectated the showdown with a bored expression.
"Would you stop calling a snake?" She protested, pouting. "I'm the leader of the Holy Land, for fuck's sake. Diya, The Blood Queen!"
"Snake," said Vesto, the leader of the Shimring Dragons. Watching such banter, the leaders of a few powerful mid-rank clans couldn't help but shake violently in their boots, wondering if they would perish.
A single flick of the Divine Rankers' wrist would render them dead.
"Watch it, Vesto, or I'll clip your fake dragon wings off," Snake–Diya, threatened, baring her fangs as she leaned forward, summoning a pair of tweezers cloaked in heavenly light. "And you're one to talk. Your parents nad you Vesto, as a female!"
Ahriman and Daniel, the leaders of the Demonic and Heavenly Order respectively, remained silent, their gazes motionless. Despite having a blood feud, the two were capable of controlling themselves.
'They are arguing like children,' Ahriman clicked his tongue, adopting a disdainful frown as he repeatedly tapped the table as a form of self-stimulation. A faint murderous intent flashed across his crimson eyes.
Daniel noticed the flash of hostility. Although he was more timid, or as he liked to phrase it–" good-natured–" than his counterpart, he, too, was sowhat perturbed by the sheer incompetence of the Divine Rankers.
Although their power was great, their intelligence was lacking, in Daniel's opinion. 'Olympus was much better in the past…'
"Diya, do you mind?" Odin persisted, his eyes gentle and his tone polite. Shivers shot down Diya's spine as she heard the old man's voice. Although he seed virtuous, Odin was not the man he acted like.
In reality, he was vile.
As Diya was about to form the barrier, a certain displacent of mana suddenly caught her interest. Her expression bled into that of amusent while a strange feeling caused her heart to race.
The doors to the hall swung open, while the gazes of all turned towards them.
Light interacted with shadows, blending together while repelling each other simultaneously. A certain waltzed into the hall. With a charming smile and a lighthearted attitude, he imdiately caught the attraction of most females in the hall.
The Divine Rankers clicked their tongues, glad they didn't bring their wives to the eting.
With curly, white hair and refreshing, blue eyes, the man held more charisma than any other human. His porcelain skin and well-toned body only complinted his features, while his black suit was a true eye-catcher.
"Did I miss the party?" Felix inquired, his eyes darting around the hall. "Snake, fill in, would you?"
"Of cou–I an, shut the fuck up before I beat your ass," Diya replied, realizing her mistake while calming her racing heart. Her cheeks reddened in embarrassnt, to which Felix–the Saint Sealing Devil–smiled.
Felix observed the hall, eventually adopting an expression of confusion. "Where's Jacob? Did the Paragon Of Vengeance get destroyed in the few etings I missed? Zeus, you need to control your temper. You can't go destroying clans."
"Shut up, boy," Zeus grumbled. "Jacob is a lazy man."
"That doesn't excuse him, but okay," replied Felix, shrugging his shoulders as he plopped atop a throne. "Odin, are you planning on shooting your shot on Diya? Have you already done it? Can I expect a baby soon?"
Silence descended upon the hall, the glares of all the Divine Rankers piercing Felix's soul. Yet, he wasn't affected in the slightest, maintaining a frivolous smile. Diya's face contorted, revealing imnse rage directed towards both Felix and Odin.
Odin seed unaffected. "Shoot my shot? Please, I have a wife."
"You didn't ntion that a few weeks ago when we had this conversation, but it's fine," Felix shook his hand in dismissal. "Diya, do you fancy this old man."
At that mont, Ahriman and Daniel–their eyes containing imnse fury–stood up simultaneously. The gazes of the Divine and High Rankers turned towards them, hints of fear visible within them.
A few were unaffected, though.
"Halt this immaturity this instant," Ahriman's demonic voice reverberated across the hall, causing glass to shatter, and the ground to shake.
Daniel remained silent, yet his support of Ahriman's statent was glaringly obvious.
Felix nodded, releasing a deep sigh. "It seems the overlords have spoken. You guys can't just shut the fuck up, can you? Anyway, let's begin without Jacob, then. He's really wasting our ti, isn't he?"
A vein bulged from Zeus' forehead, but he remained silent, suppressing the urge to burst into fury.
"For the first topic of this eting, I would like to ntion the dynamic shift on the 98th floor," Odin ntioned, his ravens whispering a few words in his ear. "A few forbidden lands have begun oozing an unknown substance."
"Not only that, but the climate is also shifting. Asgard is experiencing warr winters, even though it used to drop down to almost Absolute Zero. Now, Asgard experiences winters around -250 degrees Celsius, which is almost a twenty-degree increase."
"Sumrs have also been much hotter."
"But that is the least of our issues. The laws of the world have also begun changing, while the three Norns have ntioned a drastic change in the future. Many talents have begun rising from the lower floors, which the Norns ntioned was a reason."
"Well, as they say, each generation is a torchbearer, passing the fla of wisdom, knowledge, and innovation to the next," Vesto admitted, her expression lancholic. "I'm not even that old, though."
Sensing the piercing gazes of all the Divine Rankers, Vesto couldn't help but assu a protective stance. "Are you guys saying I'm old? Fuck you! Anyway, as Odin said, the Shimring Dragon has also been noticing such a change."
"It's a surprise that Odin decided to ntion the Norns. Usually, he's as protective of them as his wife."
"I can concur with his statent, though," Zeus announced. "The Moirai, or the Fates, have also announced sothing similar."
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