The Apology Gift for the Amazonian Twins Is...

Come to think of it, grimoires usually looked ancient, giving off an old and mysterious air.

Yet this grimoire looked completely new, more like a shop's ledger.

Should she open it and take a look?

Better not. As the Main God of a Familia, and in full view of everyone, doing something so damaging to her image would be rather unbecoming.

She returned the book to the foxfolk girl.

Loki had some information on this foxfolk girl. She possessed some kind of secret, so while Ishtar appeared to dislike the foxfolk girl, she actually cared about her immensely.

Loki had heard that she had originally been Ishtar's trump card against Freya.

And yet such a trump card had been forcibly poached from Ishtar.

Interesting.

Loki turned her gaze toward the young man who looked around seventeen or eighteen. He had only just arrived in the city of Orario, yet he was already acting so arrogantly.

Oh, and once their eyes met, there was something unusual about his gaze.

No matter how arrogant adventurers were, even if some dared insult gods or even plot against them, there was an innate reverence in their eyes when they looked at gods. It was merely a matter of how much or how little.

But the man before her had none of it.

His gaze was that of someone who regarded himself as equal to a god.

"You must be Sovereign Loki. My Loli Sovereign received much care from you in the past."

His tone was exceedingly polite and kind. To everyone else, he appeared very friendly, but Loki sensed malice.

Then, he suddenly pulled a bottle of liquor from his robe.

The moment he removed the stopper, its fragrance drifted out, making Loki's expression change slightly.

After pouring two small cups, he offered one