Chapter 72: Quest 66- Unexpected Meeting

Astraea Familia home, the Stardust Garden.

“Well you were right fighting that monster was the trick to get you to level 6.” Said Astraea. “You don’t have any new development abilities so do you really wanna go with Blacksmithing?”

“Yup, I have enough fighting power plus it's make helping Eupheme easier.” Cirrus said as Astraea updates his status.

“Very well but this is the oddest set of development abilities I have seen.”

She hands him his last stats as a level 5.

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Cirrus Zephyr

Lv. 5

Strength: D550-->SS1005  Endurance: B700-->SSS1100

Dexterity: C621-->S999     Agility: S902-->X1210

Magic: SS1003-->Z1801   Mage: F-->D

Immunity: H-->D               Martial Arts: G-->F

Crush: I-->H

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“Seems raising my stats will be far harder.”

“From your previous stats before. I wager it will take about 4 or 5 years to reach such heights.”

“Well so long as they in the S rank it’s all fine.”

She hands him his stats as a level 6.

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Cirrus Zephyr

Lv. 6

Strength: I0                         Endurance: I0

Dexterity: I0                       Agility: I0

Magic: I0                            Mage: D

Immunity: D                      Martial Arts: F

Crush: H                              Blacksmith: I

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“So level 6…it’s a bit unreal to see.”

“Well it’s all thanks to that skill of yours and your reckless actions of going in solo in dungeon exploration. Are you planning on going down there again for the next 3 weeks?”

“No, I’ll be working on something with my Blacksmith, seeing as my weapons are in need of maintenance I’ll be working on them.”

“Hm, I’ll be sure to find Nox if anything comes up.”

Cirrus leaving Astraea’s home using his invisibility cloak he went to Eupheme’s workshop.

 

When near enough to her workshop Cirrus removes his hood.

As he’s walking, he looks at the condition of his sword made by the Udaeus’s black sword. The weapons were slightly damaged if not significantly duller and chipped.

“Ugh…she going to chew me out.”

As he was looking at his sword, he sheathed it right in time for a meeting.

“!”

Thud!

Thud!

Cirrus bumps into a person covered head to toe.

“I’m sorry!” Cirrus said as he picked himself up and reached out his hand to the girl he ran into.

“No its alright.” She said with a lovely voice.

As Cirrus has his hand out to help her up, he noticed she had a divinity of that of the gods, she grabs his hand to get up when he saw her face.

Thump! Thump!

His heart skipped a beat.

She was a true beauty, a beauty that can easily launch a thousand ships-no every ship on the planet cutting down each tree for construction. Her silver hair and purple eyes were enchanting, her skin was as flawless as fresh snow.

Cirrus could only compare her to his first meeting with Nox but with Nox who’s beauty he would say is more ethereal. This goddess however he could only say is more cardinal desire taken form, her very presence was enough to get anyone’s soul drunk and act to solely gain her affection.

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“Thank you for helping me up!” she said with her smile.

“Y-yes! I’m sorry for staring!”

Her voice was so sweet and sultry he almost got lost in them.

“Its quiet fine, I get that a lot! That is why I take these unpopulated paths and such conservative clothing.”

“I-I see! Well I can see why if a goddess of such stunning beauty walked out suddenly in front of me, I would be breathless!”

Cirrus tried to re-centered himself, but she really was getting his soul drunk, its if whatever she did made him love her ever more. He was even unintentionally giving her complements.

“Fufu…you seem to still have air in your lungs.” She said leaning in. “Tell me, what is your name?”

“M-my name is Cirrus! Can I-I ask of yours?”

Cirrus felt embarrassed with her so close, he started to stutter.

“My name is Freya.”

“!!”

When she said her name, it clicked inside Cirrus’s brain as well as a odd emotion in his heart that slowly began to fight off her charm. Cirrus himself doesn’t know what it was but regardless he stands before the Norse goddess of war, death, love, sex, beauty, fertility, gold, and magic. She was in some texts known as the wife of Odin, the All-Father and in some not, though most would find this rather debatable.

“Oh? Seems you know of me?”

“Y-yes, of course you are Freya, the goddess of…” Hearing those words Freya knew what was coming, she had heard it several times before, but not this time. “beauty, love, war, death, fertility, gold, and even magic. A goddess with such a wide vary of attributes it is no surprise you have one of the strongest Familia’s in the world! One must have wit and courage to make it as far as you!”

That feeling in his heart tried to fight but Freya’s beauty overwhelmed it.

 ‘!?’

Freya was shocked he knew of her more than just beauty and love or fertility. Most people don’t know she is a god of war and death something which is overshadow by her reputation as the goddess of love and beauty even more so for gold and magic.

“Fufu you are a cleaver child, Cirrus. It’s a shame I must be going.”

“Y-yes me as well! It was nice to meet you Lady Freya.” Cirrus said giving a polite bow.

As Cirrus bowed and looked up at the goddess, he could see a smile on her face as she reached over and messed with his hair.

“I hope we meet again Odr.”

She took her leave disappearing into the alleyways.

“…Fuck I think she made me go through puberty.” That feeling in his heart now having Freya leave sprung forth. “…Mm?” it now had Cirrus’s attention. “I didn’t think I had these feelings deep inside?” Thinking of Freya now brought upon his birth mother’s sorrowful expression.

‘I guess the bonds of mother and son aren’t so easily lost. Next time I won’t fall for her.’

 

Later at night in the Freya Familia’s home.

“How was your meeting with the boy?” asked Ottar.

“He was far more then what I expected! The White Beast! His soul gave off such a radiance it reminded me of those two old gods Zeus and Hera’s children!”

“Does he truly have that much talent?” Ottar said surprised.

“I’m afraid so Ottar, he may be even stronger than you.”

“…Do you have a drawing of him?” he asked.

“Oh? do you wish to see the face of a child I have interest?”

“Your love is equal to all of your children, Lady Freya.” He said in his usual tone of voice.

“Well here if you really wanted to see him.”

Freya did a quick drawing of him and handed to Ottar.

Hearing his goddess say those words and now seeing the face of the child his goddess had shown interest in, Ottar remember the times he faced the members of the Zeus and Hera Familia or more particularly Hera’s captain.

“…Lady Freya does he not remind you a bit of Hera?” he asked while looking at the drawing.

“Hm?” she takes the drawing back and looks at him. “Seems I’m not a good drawer as I would like to think, I feel a bit bad you think he looks like that delusional old hag.”

“My apologies, I shall take my leave.”

Ottar takes his leave to go train but right before he left, he took another look at the drawing of Cirrus.

‘I wish to see your face for myself.’