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Chapter 59: Apollo's Embarrassment
🕑 Added 2025-02-05 05:30:32 +0000 UTC
"Huh? You fell and blame me? This is not a god like behaviour."
"......"
Looking at the innocent expression on Blake's face as he spoke, Apollo’s expression stiffened, and his inner rage began to boil. However, he did not explode immediately, as he had no evidence.
"Hestia, may I sit here?"
Taking a deep breath, Apollo calmed down mysteriously and said in a deep voice.
"Before that, as a well-known god, shouldn't you apologize for the actions of your followers? This is the result of your poor upbringing. Your adventurers dare to mock my goddess Hestia, they’re truly impressive."
Before Hestia could respond, Blake spoke indifferently.
"You!"
Hearing this, Apollo's expression stiffened again. He glared at Blake in anger; he had never seen an adventurer who dared to disrespect him like this.
"This guy is really impressive, even Apollo doesn't faze him."
"He’s done for."
"What a pitiful newbie."
Seeing this scene and looking at Apollo, whose face was dark with anger, the adventurers in the tavern exchanged strange looks. Some were admiring, some were mocking, and others were disdainful.
"What a fiery young man, but that’s what makes him a man."
Mia, the tavern owner, shook her head and sighed. The other girls, including Xir, also looked at Blake with different eyes.
"Heh, I advise you to step back sometimes; too much stubbornness can break you..."
Feeling the strange gazes in the tavern, Apollo spoke with a profound meaning, his eyes flashing with a cold gleam, as though he was threatening Blake.
"Excessive stubbornness may indeed break you, but I’m not about to break just because of a guy who condones his followers running amok."
Blake glanced at Apollo, a look of disdain appearing on his handsome face.
"...This guy is so arrogant!"
After Blake's words, the adventurers in the tavern gasped, staring at him in shock. They had never seen anyone treat a god like this, especially Apollo, a highly famous deity in Orario.
"Very well, I look forward to tomorrow's game. Let’s see who’s the one who ends up crushed. I’ll make sure you lose utterly."
Hearing this, Apollo’s face twitched. He hadn't been humiliated and angry like this in a long time. After tens of thousands of years, he never imagined that it would be a mere mortal who would trigger this reaction from him. It was simply unforgivable!
"Congratulations, you’ve set your death flag. Goodbye, don’t let the door hit you on the way out."
Blake waved his hand, speaking casually as if it didn’t matter at all.
"Hmph!"
With his pride wounded, Apollo heard this and couldn’t stay any longer. Filled with rage, he left the tavern immediately.
The adventurers from Apollo’s familia, who had witnessed the scene, exchanged glances and quickly paid and left, following Apollo.
"Those five who are competing, go to Yaxintos to pick up your magic swords. Tomorrow, crush them. You all know the consequences if you lose."
Walking through the dark streets, Apollo’s face was as dark as it could get, and he spoke to the adventurers behind him.
"Understood, Lord Apollo! We will definitely win, don’t worry!"
The five strongest from Apollo's familia immediately expressed their joy and made their promises.
As for the game, they were not worried. To them, facing a LV.1 adventurer, it was impossible for them to lose even if it was five against one. If they lost, they might as well find a rock to bang their heads on.
They didn’t expect Apollo to give them magic swords—this was like winning the lottery! They were suddenly thankful to Blake, the arrogant rookie adventurer.
As for the others, they could only look at the five LV.2 adventurers with envy. Magic swords were extremely rare and valuable!
"Kid, just wait. No one who has ever been targeted by this Apollo has escaped my grasp. As for those who anger me, I’ll make sure they wish they were never born!"
The night breeze was chilly, and the moonlight was cold, reflecting Apollo's savage expression that did not match his title as the Sun God.
...
After Apollo left, the tavern became lively once again, even more so than before. The topic of discussion centered around Blake and Apollo.
...
"Wow! Blake, you’re so cool! Apollo has always bothered me in the heavens, like a fly, but now I can finally vent my frustration!"
Hestia immediately hugged Blake excitedly. As for worry? Given how things had developed, she could only place her trust in Blake.
"Blake, you’ll win beautifully for me, right?"
Hestia said earnestly.
"Mm."
Without saying much, Blake simply nodded confidently.
...
"Let’s continue eating. The food’s cold because of that annoying Apollo."
Hestia smiled beautifully and picked up her chopsticks, eating happily.
Blake had stood up to Apollo for her, and in return, Hestia’s response was absolute trust in him.
"Boss, sorry."
Blake looked at Mia, who was shaking her head, and said with a hint of apology.
"It’s fine, I haven’t seen a young man with such vigor in a long time. Also, for helping me deal with Apollo, I owe you a favor."
Mia smiled and said. As a former high-level adventurer and now a tavern owner, she couldn’t take action against Apollo, the god.
"No need for favors. I did it because I wanted to. But if you really want to thank me, another serving of fried noodles would be nice. They're really good."
Blake grinned and shook his chopsticks.
Haha, since it's so delicious, eat more to store up energy for tomorrow.
Mia chuckled heartily, her laughter boisterous.
Compared to the disputes elsewhere in the tavern, the atmosphere here was absolutely delightful, almost as if it had already been decided that Blake Blake would win.
