"I'm taking this chance to come see an old friend."
"Tell me, am I being a good enough friend this time?"
"I'm treating you as an old pal, risking getting caught to come tip you off."
"Anyone else, I couldn't be bothered."
"So then."
"Heimdall..."
A sharp glint flashed in Loki's squinted eyes.
"Since I'm being such a good friend."
"Shouldn't you give me a hint of what's really going on?"
"Do you have..."
"some plans coming up?"
"After all."
"Not just us, but those guys hiding in the sewers will be keeping an eye on you too."
"If you don't want to be swarmed by annoying flies every single day from now on."
"It'd be better to give an answer that can put people at ease."
"..."
"Did someone send you to ask?"
As soon as these words were spoken.
Heimdall glanced at Loki and suddenly asked a question in return.
"..."
The smile on Loki's face clearly stiffened for a moment before quickly returning to normal.
"Well..."
"As expected, I can't hide it from you."
"After all, even though some folks say they don't care, deep down they're still pretty nervous."
"Is that so."
Heimdall wasn't surprised by this.
So someone really did commission this guy to come ask.
As for who it was.
Besides Uranus, who resides year-round in the underground altar of the Guild, there probably isn't anyone else in the lower world who could order this guy around.
"Actually, there's nothing particularly special planned."
"As you can see."
"I've been in the lower world for a month and finally recruited a batch of newcomers. Right now, they're just a group of kids who haven't fully grown up yet."
"So I just want to quietly nurture them."
"Whether it's making money or gaining fame."
"That's their own choice."
"As for me."
"As long as no one provokes me."
"I can't be bothered to pay attention anymore."
"Developing a Familia, huh..."
"..."
Hearing this answer.
Loki stared at Heimdall for a long time.
Seeming to want to detect any flaw in those deep eyes.
However.
She failed.
Finally, Loki sighed and leaned back onto the sofa.
"Alright then."
"This answer..."
"Although it sounds perfectly normal."
"But..."
"Getting the other gods to believe it probably won't be that easy."
"You gave them psychological trauma with those few stunts you pulled in the heavens last time."
"However..."
Loki abruptly changed her tone.
Her face once again revealing that signature mischievous grin.
"Since you've said so."
"As an old friend, of course I believe you."
"And besides."
"I've also fulfilled that guy's request by delivering the message."
"Whether he believes it or not has nothing to do with me."
"But..."
"Heimdall."
"Since you already know about Lefiya ahead of time."
"Then..."
"Would you be interested..."
"in getting to know her a bit better?"
Loki narrowed her eyes, implying something.
She pushed Lefiya, who was currently undergoing a worldview reconstruction, right in front of Heimdall.
"???"
Lefiya was slightly taken aback.
She was completely dumbfounded.
What does Lord Loki mean by this?!
Is she selling me off?!
And to this male god who even the other gods fear?!
"L-Lord Loki?!"
Lefiya turned her head in panic, wanting to get an answer from her own patron deity.
However.
Loki just winked at Lefiya.
Completely ignoring her protest.
Instead, she kept waiting for Heimdall's reply.
Indeed.
On one hand, Loki.
had accepted Uranus's commission to probe Heimdall's true intentions.
On the other hand.
Loki didn't want to completely ruin the relationship between her and Heimdall.
She even wanted to leave a backdoor open on Heimdall's side.
After all.
If Heimdall really had some plans in the future.
Then her selling a favor in advance would absolutely be a deal with no downside.
Precisely because of this.
— Lefiya Viridis.
was the first major gift she offered.
And the true value of this gift was not Lefiya's elven body.
but the vast magical knowledge system hidden in Lefiya's little head, akin to a mobile library.
and that rule-breaking magic called — [Elf Ring].
This was an ultra-rare summoning magic that even elven royalty might not necessarily master.
Its effect was simple and brutal:
Any magic learned by the elven race, regardless of attribute or school.
As long as Lefiya could grasp the effect composition and corresponding incantation of that magic.
she could forcibly replicate and use it through [Elf Ring].
Moreover.
because the magic slots of lower world residents are fixed, with an upper limit of 3 slots.
Therefore.
Lefiya's [Elf Ring] was an extremely buggy magic.
In other words.
Lefiya could master many kinds of magic learned by her kin.
This was precisely the reason Loki brought Lefiya along.
— A backdoor prepared for Heimdall.
— Gods descending to the lower world are bound by rules and cannot use divine power.
This is an insurmountable red line.
But.
This did not mean that a Deity would completely turn into a mortal.
Because Deities are fundamentally different.
Just as a Dragon, even if its wings are broken, the hardness of its scales and the immensity of its power remain something an ant can never reach.
Especially Heimdall.
—An innate, ultimate comprehension of every skill in the world.
Even if Lefiya only demonstrated magic in front of Heimdall once.
Even just once.
Relying on Heimdall's ultimate comprehension of every skill in the world.
He could instantly analyze and completely master everything from the principle and structure to the rhythm of the incantation.
Thus, Loki was indirectly trying to package the magic Lefiya knew and send it over to Heimdall.
As for Lefiya.
If Heimdall was in a good mood and could offer her a little guidance during this process.
For Lefiya, it would absolutely be a once-in-a-lifetime fortune.
It could be called killing three birds with one stone.
It was just a pity.
All these twists and turns.
Were clearly beyond the scope of the innocent Elven girl who was blushing deeply, her mind filled with wild, inappropriate thoughts.
Although she didn't clearly understand the specific mechanics, this didn't stop Lefiya's rich imagination from running wild in her mind.
Could it be...
Lord Loki, in order to please this seemingly very dangerous Deity, was going to offer her up as a sacrifice?
Just like the trope in mythology where an innocent maiden is offered to an evil dragon?
Waaah...
No!
She was a noble Elf who aspired to follow Miss Ais!
How could her fate be decided vaguely like this in a small private room of a café!
Thinking of this.
The string named 'Reason' in Lefiya's mind completely snapped.
Her entire face was as red as a ripe tomato, ready to drip juice at any moment.
Her deep blue eyes, which were originally clear and lively, were spinning anxiously.
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