In DanMachi, Freya Had Her Eye on Me from the Start!

"Nothing~ nothing at all~"

Apollo's expression immediately stiffened when he saw Freya, then he forced a smile onto his face.

In Orario, the one person you absolutely could not afford to provoke was the goddess standing before him. The reason was simple: she was the most terrifying goddess in Orario, both personally and because of her Familia.

"Cao Ye, you tell me. What happened?"

Freya looked at Cao Ye, a distinct chill entering her voice.

Though they had known each other for less than a month, Cao Ye knew just how possessive Freya was. Anyone who belonged to her was absolutely not to be touched by anyone else.

"Well, it was nothing much. This god Apollo wanted to see me, so he sent this guy to bring me over. I didn't want to go, so there was a little conflict."

Hearing Cao Ye put it so "bluntly," Apollo immediately broke out in a cold sweat.

Freya's expression, meanwhile, darkened as well.

She knew about Apollo's preferences. He liked men, and when he set his sights on a child, he would use any means necessary to get them, just like she would.

Freya had never taken Apollo seriously before. She had not expected him to reach for one of her own today.

"A misunderstanding! This is absolutely a misunderstanding! I never said anything like that! Hyacinthus, what exactly did you do?"

In his panic, Apollo directly shoved all the blame onto Hyacinthus.

Hyacinthus stared wide-eyed in disbelief. He had never expected to be sold out so easily by the god he adored, and for a moment, he did not know what to do.

"Hm?"

Seeing that Hyacinthus had not reacted, a cold glint flashed through Apollo's eyes.

"Lady Freya, everything was my own decision. It has nothing to do with Lord Apollo."

Though he had suffered a blow, Hyacinthus already regarded Apollo as his faith. So even after Apollo had directly sold him out, he would bear everything alone.

"Cao Ye, what do you think?"

Freya looked at Cao Ye. This matter had started because of him, and she wanted to see how he wanted it resolved.

"Since I didn't lose anything, a small punishment will do."

Whoosh—

The black sword in his hand slashed down at Hyacinthus's shoulder without warning.

"Ah!!!"

A severed arm fell to the ground. Blood sprayed everywhere, staining the expensive carpet in the banquet hall red.

Such ruthless behavior stunned everyone present.

Finn especially. From his earlier conversation with Cao Ye, he had thought Cao Ye was a decent fellow worth getting to know, and had planned to arrange for members of his Familia to make contact with him once he returned.

He had not expected Cao Ye to be so vicious. It was just a conflict, yet he had cut off one of Hyacinthus's arms in front of so many gods and people.

Even if Panacea reattached it, there would probably be lingering effects.

Not only that, but the Apollo Familia's reputation had been utterly dragged through the mud tonight.

"Sorry, God Apollo. Looks like I hit a little too hard."

"I-It's fine~ He brought this upon himself!"

Apollo said through a livid expression, but with Freya standing beside him, he did not dare lash out in the slightest.

Freya, on the other hand, showed a trace of surprise at Cao Ye's actions. His behavior had been somewhat impulsive and reckless, but Apollo was merely Apollo. He could not stir up much trouble.

Hyacinthus clutched his severed arm, gritting his teeth as his eyes filled with fury and killing intent.

One of his arms had been cut off just like that. This grudge had been firmly set. However, he did not dare raise his head, afraid the other party would notice his murderous intent.

After tonight, the name Cao Ye would resound throughout Orario.

Freya's pretty boy had cut off an arm of Hyacinthus, the captain of the Apollo Familia, with a single sword strike at Apollo's banquet. He had truly made a name for himself.

And from this day onward, so long as Cao Ye lived, the Apollo Familia's pride would forever be trampled into the mud.

Humiliated like this by a child of the Lower World, Apollo had no idea how many gods would mock him from now on. For perhaps the next thousand years, he would be "the center of attention."

After this incident, the banquet was more or less ruined.

As the instigator behind it all, Cao Ye was taken away by Freya once everything had ended.

After all, with such a huge disturbance, the banquet could not continue.

The Girl with Prophetic Dreams! ### The banquet ended in such a muddled fashion.

After that mess, Apollo had lost all face. Naturally, he had no desire to continue hosting the banquet, and the guests left one after another.

Bang—

Smash—

Crash—

In the banquet hall, Apollo smashed plate after plate of exquisite food from the tables onto the floor.

His face was twisted with rage. He had never suffered such humiliation before.

Beside him, after a fellow member of the Familia had brought Panacea, Hyacinthus had his severed arm reattached. However, he would need some time to recuperate before he could move it again.

The arm had only been severed for a short time. Had it taken any longer, reattaching it would have been nothing but a fool's dream.

Still, even after it was reattached, that arm would never fully recover. He would have trouble even gripping a sword in the future, much less fighting. It could be said that he was half-crippled already.

"That bastard, and that bitch Freya too—I'll kill them!!!"

Apollo was on the verge of madness.

Every member of the Apollo Familia around him kept their heads down and did not dare speak loudly, afraid of provoking their god further.

In a corner, a blue-haired girl huddled there, constantly muttering something under her breath.

Seeing this, Daphne crouched beside her worriedly and tugged at her.

"Hey, Cassandra, what's wrong? Are you okay?"

Daphne looked worriedly at her friend. Cassandra was her only friend.

"The brilliance of the sun will be devoured by 'evil.' The nightmare of night will descend, and all things will move toward their end..."

Daphne could only sigh helplessly at the incomprehensible words. Her friend was wonderful in every way, except that she liked muttering strange things she could neither understand nor do anything about.

But Cassandra, huddled in the corner with her head lowered, kept repeating those words.

This was not nonsense. It was a prophecy. Cassandra Ilion possessed the skill Prophecy.

Prophetic dreams: the ability to foresee the future through dreams.

They took the form of poetry accompanied by vague images, but their contents were absolutely accurate. The dreams also contained revelations that could help avert tragic futures, though those messages were often even more abstract and difficult to interpret.

However, because of the influence of its "curse power (magic)," no one could believe in prophetic dreams—not even the gods.

Therefore, even Daphne, Cassandra's best friend, merely thought she was talking nonsense and would never believe her.

"Cassandra, what's wrong with you?"

Daphne pulled Cassandra in front of her and continuously shook her by the shoulders, making her "wake up."

After a while, Cassandra calmed down. Her expression kept changing as she looked at Daphne.

"Daphne, let's leave the Apollo Familia quickly."

"Huh? What did you say?"

"The Apollo Familia is finished. Everyone will be killed. The captain, the other members of the Familia... they'll all die."

As she said this, Cassandra's body trembled slightly.

In the images she had "seen," every member of the Apollo Familia was dead. Quite a few had died with their eyes wide open, lying in pools of blood.

Hyacinthus in particular had been chopped into eight pieces, his body sliced to bits.

Even if it had only been a "dream," that scene had still dealt her an intense blow, leaving her emotions extremely unstable.

Whenever she thought of those images, she felt afraid. After all, she was a member of the Apollo Familia too.

The only thing that made her feel relieved was that she had not seen herself or Daphne among all those "corpses." Otherwise, she would not have known what to do.

Over all these years, not a single future she had "dreamed" of had ever been wrong. Every one of them had come true.

Though she had tried time and again to change the future, no one believed her. Even Daphne only thought she was talking nonsense.

Over time, she resigned herself to it. Even when she "dreamed" about something, she stopped telling others, because no one would believe her. They would only think there was something wrong with her.

But this time was different. This time, she had dreamed of the end of the Apollo Familia.

She had to take Daphne away. Otherwise, who knew what might happen?

"Cassandra! Cassandra!! Are you okay?"

Daphne looked at Cassandra worriedly. Cassandra was acting rather strangely.

"Daphne, do you believe me?"

"Uh... I believe you."

"Then let's leave the Apollo Familia quickly. The sooner, the better!"

"Huh?"

Daphne could not make sense of Cassandra's words.

Neither of them had originally belonged to the Apollo Familia. Apollo had taken a fancy to them and used certain methods to get them both, so they did not feel any particular sense of belonging to the Apollo Familia.

But in Orario, the Apollo Familia was not a small Familia. Even if they ran, they did not know where they could go.

Furthermore, Apollo had given them their Falna. No matter where they went, they could not change the fact that they were members of the Apollo Familia.

"You have to listen to me this time. We'll leave overnight. We can go anywhere, as long as we're not in the Apollo Familia."

"What exactly is wrong with you, Cassandra?"

"Daphne, believe me. You have to believe me!"

"Okay, okay, I believe you. We'll leave tonight. Get up first."

"Mm~"

Daphne coaxed Cassandra as if she were coaxing a child, feeling rather helpless.

Still, after knowing her for so many years, this was the first time Daphne had seen Cassandra so agitated. If she wanted to leave, then they would leave. If worse came to worst, they could just leave Orario.

After all, with both of them at Level 2, they could still get by quite well outside.

Meanwhile, Apollo was still venting wildly in the banquet hall. Everything in the hall had been smashed to pieces, and Apollo himself looked somewhat feral.

"How pitiful, God Apollo. For a god to fall to such a state... it truly makes one sigh."

"Who's there!"

The sudden voice infuriated Apollo. A figure in a black robe walked in through the banquet hall's entrance.

And behind him stood another person—or, more accurately, another god.

Still consumed by fury, Apollo's first reaction upon seeing the two was that they had come to mock him, and his anger surged.

Ishtar and Apollo's Cooperation! ### "It's you!"

After seeing the visitor's true face, Apollo was somewhat puzzled.

He did not understand it. He had no dealings or conflicts with her whatsoever, so why had she come to find him at a time like this?

"It's me, Apollo. Look at yourself now. Are you still the 'Sun God'?"

"Shut your mouth!"

"Calm down, Apollo. I came to help you."

Faced with Apollo, who was snapping wildly in his rage, she did not get angry. Instead, she revealed a smile.