The Banquet Ends
As Kama spoke, she reached out to untie the silk covering her body, but the next moment, Bai Mo's large hand grabbed her head.
How did you know? Were you spying on me? Or did you use some kind of prophetic ability to observe my surroundings?
Bai Mo's words instantly dispelled the tension. Kama's lips twitched; she knew that no hero could have handled what she had just said.
What's wrong with this guy? I heard his first stop was Greece, right? He spent so much time with those Greece heroes, how did things turn out like this?
Which hero doesn't boast about their achievements? Which man doesn't crave recognition and praise? Why is this guy most concerned about being monitored?
Answer me.
"Oh? You want to know? Get me drunk, and maybe I'll tell you~"
"... Fine then, I really am. You're just a clone."
After some thought, Bai Mo lowered his hand. His biggest worry was that his presence would be discovered by the Ultimate powerhouse who was suspected to be Blue Dream. This truly worried him so much that he took action directly, because it concerned his three Lostbelt and those powerful individuals.
But since he has been out there for so long and the other party has still not made a move, then the other party may not have discovered him for some reason.
Perhaps his existence is only known to those gods, like Odin and Taigong Wang, while gods like Skadi would welcome him with open arms as someone Lostbelt.
Aside from the Greece gods, it's hard to say, but the other gods have no reason to be his enemy. Even if a Mesopotamia Lostbelt now, and Enlil were to be reborn, he would still have to say something like, "Let bygones be bygones."
After all, who would be so foolish as to willingly wish for the destruction of their world?
Seeing that Bai Mo ignored the praise, Kama's face was full of resentment. How could this be?
Heroes aren't like that. After you defeat the enemy and save the world, you should celebrate at a joyous banquet, become the center of attention, enjoy praise, be surrounded by beauties, and then drink until you pass out, lying on a luxurious bed with your beloved in your arms, and then get into the "hehehe" part.
When has Indra ever returned victorious without this pattern?
"Why do you seem so indifferent? This isn't how it is in other places, I don't accept it!"
"Care? Who cares about a bunch of meaningless nonsense?"
Bai Mo waved his hand, looking at those who were praising and extolling him, a hint of disdain even showing in his eyes.
"In the battles against Russia, Ivan the Terrible was an enemy he had to face due to the circumstances, and Anastasia and Atalanta also played a crucial role in those battles."
In the final battle in the Northern Europe, without Sigurd's sacrifice and Ortlinde's selfless act, Nidhogg might have escaped. Even in the final Underworld, the gods offered assistance.
As for the Great Qin, without Xu Fu, how could we have preserved the Qin with almost no bloodshed? Not to mention Ritsuka and the others who bought us time.
Even without the regulation of the style, and without Arcueid accumulating the fragments bit by bit behind the scenes, the transfer of the Lostbelt might not have been smooth.
Your praise is entirely directed at me alone, ignoring the efforts of those who accompanied me. To me, it's an insult to my comrades. Do you expect me to accept this?
Bai Mo's voice grew increasingly cold, and one by one, the figures fell silent. Kama, in particular, seemed at a loss, and the allure on her face gradually faded.
She knew she'd smashed it again.
"Shut up, all of you! The Lostbelt is still under construction; it's not time for a victory celebration yet. Many people are still struggling. You can drink the wine yourselves."
With a wave of Bai Mo's hand, those figures vanished without a trace.
These were indeed people summoned by Kama, who knew about Bai Mo's situation, and who came to the banquet under the influence of alcohol. But with Bai Mo's words, even those who were completely drunk could no longer utter the words to urge him to drink.
The third floor was transformed by Kama into a grand banquet, but now, Bai Mo has brought this banquet to a close. Once the banquet ends, the exit will naturally appear.
Some sinful spirits still wanted to stay, to continue drinking, and to indulge in the gentle embrace of Kama's clone. The banquet was being maintained in a very unsightly manner; Kama knew it was merely a delaying tactic.
With a wave of her hand, those clones of Kama immediately flung away the servants.
"Oh, God of Love, why?"
"Stop talking nonsense, this isn't the place to drink."
Then, Kama's clone actually started chasing people away. Faced with this situation, the Mara within Kama's mind asked a question in confusion:
"What are you doing? Wouldn't it be better to let him stay a little longer? Anyway, his desire to save people is a kind of desire, and it can also become nourishment for the beast's growth."
"It's too ugly. Besides, what good will this do for his moral decline? A woman who's been dragged along will only become tiresome. It will be even less suitable for the next two trials to corrupt him."
Mara was speechless. He really wanted to ask Kama, "Are you mistaken about your purpose? Our ultimate goal is to obtain enough desire to achieve ascension. Strictly speaking, Bai Mo, this outsider, is not even within the realm of humanity."
If Ritsuka Fujimaru were to fall, the Third Beast could ascend to immortality. However, both Mara and Kama were intrigued by Bai Mo, an ascetic from both Buddhist and India perspectives.
But Mara's ultimate goal remains ascension to immortality.
However, Kama is clearly acting strangely right now; it seems... he's locked in a battle with Bai Mo, making his primary goal to corrupt him. Letting Bai Mo linger in this unfinished banquet a little longer, searching for an exit and accumulating more desires, is entirely beneficial and harmless.
Three consecutive defeats seemed to have blurred Kama's thinking and made his goals clearer.
If you can't give up on this level, then just move on to the next one.
This aligns with the actions of Kama, the god of love, but completely contradicts the logic of the Third Beast's actions.
Kama's figure disappeared, and the smell of alcohol dissipated as well. Bai Mo looked around and found that the area had returned to the appearance of the Ooku Palace. The banquet was over, and the exit to the fourth floor was right behind him.