"One day, you'll regret this. All I want is to keep leveling up and getting stronger. I have no interest in becoming anyone's plaything!
If you know what's good for you, you'd better stop bothering me. Otherwise, I might do something rash.
You're not the only ones who can resort to underhanded tactics. If you push me too far, I'll even kill a god and show you!"
Since being nice wasn't working, Wood could only resort to a warning. Unfortunately, even his harsh words did nothing to change Freya's expression.
"You dare say such blasphemous things to our goddess? Just because our goddess favors you, don't think you can act so arrogantly!"
Seeing Wood's insolence, Ottar, standing beside Freya, could no longer hold back. He even looked ready to attack.
At the Hestia Familia's banquet, he had been Level 7 when he traded a punch with Wood, and he'd realized then that he didn't stand much of a chance.
But now he was different. He was Level 8, and with the spoils of war hanging around his neck—the Vormor King's Necklace—he could instantly gain unprecedented strength if he wanted to.
Wood's arrogance at his own Familia's home base had been one thing, but now he was on the Freya Familia's turf, threatening their goddess right in front of them!
As if sensing the commotion, numerous Freya Familia members in suits began to gather around.
Once they learned what had happened, every one of them glared furiously at Wood.
In the Freya Familia's eyes, Wood was simply too ungrateful.
Their goddess was an exceptionally beautiful being who had repeatedly forgiven Wood for all kinds of behavior. Anyone else would have been smiling to themselves in gratitude.
Yet this "Great Sage" had ignored their goddess's kindness again and again, even going so