Amid everyone's joyful laughter…
In the corner of the bath, the senior members of the Hera Familia closed their eyes and immersed themselves in pure relaxation.
On the other side, led by Alise, the righteous Familia had gathered in a big circle, happily chatting away.
Among them were Letsa and Lanti of the Moon Familia, and Adi of the Elephant God Familia.
Even Mikoto had joined in, blending seamlessly into their circle and chatting cheerfully with them.
Others who couldn't blend in simply enjoyed their own bathing space.
The Dis Sisters had found a spot under a lotus canopy and were scrubbing each other's backs.
Nearby, Daphne and Cassandra were chatting happily with Meteria.
The quiet and reserved Alfia silently washed her dazzling, golden hair.
"Lili, Anna—what do you think?"
"This is the true fighting strength of our Familia."
"Do you think we could possibly lose while facing both Royal Factions of the city at once?"
Soaking in the bath alongside Hestia, Lili, and Anna, Raven Eltharion curved his lips into a faint smile.
Lili subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of water, her gaze shifting cautiously to the summoned members.
And then...
Her shocked eyes settled on the six women of the Hera Familia.
"T-This…"
"Lili thinks our Familia might actually be the strongest faction."
"Hehe~"
"As long as you understand."
Hestia, ears perked and playing with a lock of her long hair, listened with great satisfaction.
In truth, Lili was still puzzled...
Why could his Summoning Magic borrow the souls of the dead directly from the hands of the gods?
As far as she knew...
The gods managed the fate of mortals after death.
If one had to describe it, it could be seen as the "settlement" of souls.
Each god handled the dead in entirely different ways.
Some allowed the dead to live peacefully in heaven. Others subjected them to unimaginable torment.
Some demanded endless, punishing labor... and so on.
The souls of those who were freed from the philosophy of the lower world were then managed.
It all depended entirely on the whims of the gods.
And this process had nothing to do with one's actions in life, nor with good or evil.
Whether a god liked you or not—and whether your fate was good or bad—depended solely on the mood of the gods at the time.
It was arbitrary. There were no rules.
What existed was nothing but divine judgment based on personal bias and whim.
And one more thing—
Almost all souls could reincarnate after death.
Perhaps…
That was the true nature of his strength.
Fortunately…
He was their commander, not an enemy.
Thinking this, Lili let out a silent breath of relief.
…
Raven Eltharion's gaze wandered for a moment, admiring the unreserved display of flawless skin around him.
Then, he gently closed his eyes.
Reclining lazily into the bath, he let the warm water wrap around his body.
Savoring what could only be described as the greatest bliss in the world.
However…
Right beside him, Hestia raised the corner of her lips in a wicked grin—like a goddess who had glimpsed the future in an instant.
Raven suddenly drew in a sharp breath, his whole body shivering.
"Ehehe~"
"Let me play with you."
Hestia said with a radiant smile.
Lili was also staring at him, a deep blush blooming across her cheeks.
"Lili… wants to touch too."
Raven said nothing, simply allowing them to tease him.
Moments later…
Something suddenly came to mind.
He opened his eyes and stood up.
"What's wrong?"
"Do you want us to scrub your back?"
Hestia blinked in confusion.
"Lili can serve too~"
Lili mumbled shyly with her head down.
"No."
"I'm going to test Anna's skill."
Saying this, he walked over to Anna.
"Anna, come with me."
"I want to test your skill's eff—"
But just as he spoke...
Raven's expression froze.
Because…
Anna's ocean-blue eyes were staring directly into the future.
"M-Master Raven…"
"D-Do you want me to help you?"
Anna whispered, her face visibly turning red.
Raven nearly blacked out.
"…"
"Let's do what we came here to do. Come with me."
Taking her soft, moist hand, he led her to the women of Hera's Idol Group.
There, the naked Enchantress stood—her snow-white skin fully exposed before him.
Lagunares had long, pointed ears, and a slim, delicate figure.
"Oh my~?"
"Are you here to chat with me?"
While gently washing her pink hair, she paused gracefully.
Her cherry-like lips curved into a devastatingly beautiful smile.
Her voice was clear and melodious.
Raven's eyes lit up slightly as he watched her.
Lagunares stood tall and elegant, her slender figure like silver bamboo basking in the moonlight.
Yet she carried the unfathomable power of a Level 8 adventurer.
Her title, Enchantress, came from her earth-shattering beauty.
Her waist-length pink hair shimmered like the glow of a morning sunrise.
Still as a starry river, moving like drifting clouds.
Her face seemed like the Creator's favorite masterpiece, with features carved to perfection.
Her skin was like white jade, glowing with a pearlescent sheen.
Her most captivating trait—those deep, enchanting eyes—were as if purple crystals and stardust had melted together.
In their shifting depths…
There was the ethereal clarity of an elf and the dark seduction of someone tempered by time and battle.
With just a flutter of her thick lashes, hearts could be stirred.
Her beauty far surpassed even Riveria, the high elf princess known for her icy nobility.
Lagunares, on the other hand, was like an exotic flower blooming beneath the moon—dangerously beautiful.
Radiating a dreamlike, lethal allure.
Even without speaking, just standing there, her transcendent beauty—
Could steal every gaze in the room and set hearts racing.
Her overwhelming strength and dark charm evoked instinctive awe.
(This is what they call...)
—The Enchantress, Lagunares.
Beauty that takes your breath away—laced with hidden thorns.
"…Alright. You'll do."
Withdrawing his gaze,
Raven turned toward Anna.
"Come, Anna."
"Activate your rare skill."
What he wanted to test was…
Whether Anna could use him as a medium to tap into the stats of his summoned subordinates.
Such as the Level 9 Empress, the Level 8 Silence, and others.
If—
If she could really pull it off…
Then Anna could easily beat the strongest Mighty Warrior of Orario—Ottar.
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