Annabeth held Godwyn's shirt and said with a hesitant tone. "Godwyn…" She didn't know whether she should continue to ask or remain silent. Even being somewhat naive, she knew that Godwyn was involved in many dangerous things.
The arrival of a foreign god only confirmed her concerns. Remembering the night she heard Godwyn and Mimir arguing, she became even more worried. Especially since Mimir was like her teacher, teaching her many basic things about gods and pantheons.
Seeing the girl's genuine concern, Godwyn felt moved. The girl truly treated him like her older brother. This filled him with a warm feeling he hadn't felt in a long time. A feeling he only felt in his past life, with his older brother.
Taking Annabeth in his arms, Godwyn kissed her forehead and said in a gentle tone. "I know you're worried about many things, but leave the complicated matters to the adults, just grow up fast and strong, only then will you be able to help, my little owl."
Annabeth touched her forehead and looked at Godwyn with a somewhat disheartened look while muttering.
"Adult? You're obviously not an adult. The United States only recognizes an adult as eighteen years old… although there are some differences between states…"
But, she obeyed Godwyn and put the complicated thoughts aside, as Godwyn had said, no matter how worried she would be if she couldn't help. But, when she got older, she would make Godwyn explain every word for days on end.
Seeing this, Godwyn smiled and looked at the team, who had solemn expressions. The experience of being under pressure from a god was truly terrifying. The abyss between mortals and gods was too great.
Thalia was better because she had been under Typhon's pressure before, a god even more powerful than Loki, but Luke and Grover, who had forgotten their encounter with Typhon, were pale with the terrifying experience.
"Drink a little." Godwyn took a silver canteen from the horn on his waist and handed it to Luke, who didn't hesitate to drink the mead. The extremely delicious taste made his mind calmer and his body relaxed.
The same could be said for Grover, who seemed truly intoxicated by the celestial taste of the Norse gods' drink. However, having tasted Ambrosia, he didn't seem as hypnotized by the Mead.
But Godwyn was cruel and retrieved the canteen with the mead under the disappointed eyes of Luke and Grover, especially the Satyr, who felt he could win the favor of Juniper, whom he was madly in love with.
"Godwyn…" Grover said with a smile as he put his arm around Godwyn's neck. There was a smile on his face. "I'm trying to win over a dryad…"
Grover didn't need to finish for Godwyn to understand what he wanted to say. The Norse demigod looked at the satyr with a smile that every man understood and said with an amused tone. "Grover, to win over a woman, you have to show yourself better than all the men she knows. You may not be the most handsome, but you can be the funniest or kindest and most caring."
Luke, who was listening to everything, approached with bright eyes. Every now and then, he discreetly looked at Thalia, as if imagining how many children they would have or even the dog's name.
Grover listened to Godwyn's words carefully, asking some questions in a low voice while looking at the golden boy with increasing admiration in his eyes.
"What are they talking about so intently?" The innocent Annabeth asked confusedly to Thalia, who just snorted coldly, listening to the conversation between the three boys, but answered the question with a touch of sarcasm. "Nothing, just stupid men's talk."
Annabeth didn't understand very well, but nodded. Although she looked at Mimir, waiting for the right moment for her to ask. This feeling of being treated like a child was really annoying, only Mimir treated her with respect, instead of treating her like an innocent child.
Grover looked at Godwyn with admiration and whispered with an envious look. "You seem very experienced, Godwyn."
Godwyn smiled and whispered with a tone full of amusement. "When you're handsome, things get much easier."
Grover's and Luke's faces twitched slightly hearing those words, Godwyn's words implied that they were ugly!
Luke and Grover looked at each other and each punched Godwyn's arm, making the Norse demigod sigh, he looked at the two boys and said with a dramatic and regretful tone "Even though I'm telling the truth, they don't believe me, the world has become something dark."
Then, the three began to laugh. Godwyn put his arms around Grover's and Luke's necks, he pulled the two closer and whispered with a peculiar look. "I'm going to take you to Svartalfheim, the Dark Elves are very enthusiastic about foreigners. Hehehe~"
Luke's and Grover's faces widened as they showed somewhat embarrassed looks hearing Godwyn's intentions.
"I only love Juniper." Although Grover said this, the satyrs' lustful nature made his tone seem unconvincing.
Luke was even more embarrassed, he was just a fourteen-year-old boy talking about women with his friends, of course he would be embarrassed.
"Don't worry, Luke." Realizing this, Godwyn smiled and whispered. "The dark elves prefer the inexperienced, I promise it will be an unforgettable night to the point where the God of Wine will be jealous."
"Now imagine thousands of married women dissatisfied with their husbands, who don't care about them…" Godwyn seemed like a demon trying to tempt the innocent boys to fall into the arms of the dark side of the force.
Grover swallowed hard hearing the precarious situation of the dark elves, he felt he should help those noble ladies suffering from lonely nights.
"I will not fall to the dark side, Godwyn." Luke showed a determined look and spoke a classic movie line.
"The dark side is always more tempting, Luke." Godwyn spoke with an incredibly mysterious and amused tone.
"Godwyn, I don't think it's time for these conversations." Mimir faked a cough and said with a smile as he felt quite satisfied with Godwyn acting like a normal teenager around his friends.
Godwyn released Luke and Grover, showing a disappointed expression for not helping the dark elves solve the population crisis. However, seeing Grover's appearance, he knew that the Satyr was wavering with the idea and smiled sinisterly.
Godwyn didn't lie, the dark elf race was in great danger. Male elves were not exactly the most sexually active. Unlike women, who were like bottomless pits of lust, never being satiated.
Along with the war that seemed endless, the dark elves' population was declining at all times with the number of deaths greater than the birth rate.
Godwyn sighed and put these complicated thoughts aside and found that they were already hundreds of meters from the Lincoln Memorial.
Suddenly, Godwyn spotted a car, a black Mustang with red painted wheels. It looked like an aerodynamic monster. Fierce, beautiful, and fast. Most importantly, the sound that car would make when starting was enough to make car lovers orgasm.
Showing a smile, Godwyn pointed to the Mustang and said. "Luke, go and do your job."
Luke's eyes lit up when he saw the car Godwyn pointed to, as a cultured and cultured teenager, he immediately fell in love with the car. The best thing was that there were few people at that moment, no one cared about them at that moment.
Thalia also smiled when she saw the beautiful car. She also liked cars and loved seeing that steel monster.
Luke approached the car and simply touched the car door, the next moment, the doors could be heard opening, making the teenager show a proud smile.
"Does anyone know how to drive?" Thalia asked, getting into the car and occupying the passenger seat next to the driver.
Godwyn didn't answer with words, but with actions, he sat in the driver's seat while placing Mimir's head above the glove compartment.
Seeing this, everyone knew that Godwyn knew how to drive and occupied the back seats, leaving Annabeth next to the left window while Luke went in the middle and Grover stayed on the right side.
"Luke, you can start the car." Godwyn said while Luke simply touched the car's roof with his hand, making the car recognize that someone had put the key in and started the ignition.
BRUMMMMMMMMMM!
It was like a monster waking up from a long sleep, the Mustang roared fiercely making everyone smile pleasantly.
Godwyn shifted gears and accelerated, stepping hard on the accelerator. The exhaust spit orange flames as the Mustang accelerated abruptly. The car even tilted slightly upwards.
"Slow down, Godwyn!" Annabeth shouted as she tightened her seatbelt. Her small figure was almost thrown back with the abrupt and crazy acceleration.
Godwyn's response was his laughter, making Annabeth roll her eyes and mutter. "So childish."
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I apologize for the delay, but I spent the whole day solving some problems. They raided my bank account and took out a loan. Fortunately, as I've never taken out a loan before, the amount was tiny. But I still spent the day talking to my bank and changing all my passwords, including my emails.
Honestly, the most incredible thing was that no notification or email appeared warning me of something so important, not even a message on my phone. A
I'm still confused as to how my password got leaked, I don't download anything but games on Steam, I don't open suspicious emails, let alone spam.
I'm really confused, I even blocked the loan option on my account.
In short, it was a shitty day, luckily I only lost a tiny amount.