Van Thomas has just inherited a house from his late grandparents in the countryside and has moved into it--only to realize the house is a rather popular resort that serves all kinds of customers all year round. As the owner and manager of the building, he realizes that the inn caters to an unusual clientele, and has an even more unique staff. His secretary is named Daji. A pirate named Waverly Leviathan with   resemblance to Poseidon often stays. Daji's nephew often stays and calls himself Sun Wukong. A novelist and screenwriter, Athena, is working on a masterpiece. Then there's the CEO named Odin and his twin sons named Loki. Could these mythological connections be more than coincidence?

I hesitate in front of one of the cottages outside. I knock just because it's SOP. "Van Thomas. May I come in?"


A pause, and then Lamashtu's voice answers. "Enter."


Daji and I agreed I would go alone, but with my head on a swivel, I can see the silhouettes of various concealed gods all around us. Daji is with Della in the hotel proper, which is only right. Mother and daughter need that bonding time, and I am sure I'll get my time with my baby girl, too. For now, business before pleasure.


Owlman peeps out from a bush, his dark form dwarfing the greenery. I give a little wave, and then enter the cottage.


Chapter 300 - Chapter 290: Consortium Refugee (1)