Once Sol decided that they needed to accelerate, he called Isis so that she could at least get to know his family. After all, they were all family now. It was necessary to get everyone on the same page.
When Isis came down from the top of the church and took her human form, she had to admit that she was feeling a little scared.
The mortal realm felt so foreign and alien to her. Even though there was no difference in appearance, the difference in mana quantity and quality was so high that she felt like she was a fish outside of water.
It wasn’t just a metaphor as divine beasts like her basically breathed mana into their everyday life.
As if it wasn’t enough, the restrictions in space in this world were so tight that she was like a whale taken from the sea and forced to stay in a aquarium.
It went without saying that it was extremely uncomfortable. But this wasn’t what really scared Isis. After all, she had already known how bad the environment would be.
What scared her was how her first meeting with her new family would be. She didn’t have Nefertiti or the others so she was the only one from the Astral realm faction that was present so to speak.
Would the other girl shun and bully her? Would they simply ignore her? It was with those apprehensions that she went down and goddess, the gaze and scrutiny she felt suddenly on her made her break into cold sweat.
It wasn’t hostile. It wasn’t even something like distaste or such petty feeling. She could feel that she was being observed in everyway possible as if they were trying to understand her greatest secret.
She could feel some jealousy from the wolf girl and the young purple-haired woman. The gaze of the cow woman was completely devoid of any emotion.
The older purple-haired woman was gazing at her with clear wariness and as for the blonde one…
‘She can look into souls?’
Isis was surprised but did nothing to hide her soul. After all, she had nothing to hide.
“Hello everyone, my name is Isis. Happy to meet you.”
So she greeted them with a somewhat awkward and shy smile, not really knowing what she should say or do.
“Isis, can I ask you to stay here and get to know everyone? I plan to heal my esteemed aunt as fast as possible.”
“Don’t you need my help?”
Isis desperately wanted to leave now and she was sure her Nirvana could be of some help. But Sol smiled before leaving through the Warp gate of the church that connected the church to the Tower of Babel.
The woman named Lilith tried to protest but she could only stay silent as Sol pulled her without asking for her permission and left.
“Lilin, stay with them.”
The younger purple hair, most likely a sister or daughter of the older version, gave an awkward smile and nodded.
Like this, Sol, Lilith, and Milia left the church.
Now alone, Isis gave a shy smile as she waved her hand, “Hey…?”
‘This girl is…Quite nice?’
Camelia noticed inwardly, as she observed Isis.
‘A little too nice.’
Camelia knew all the women who rejoined Sol’s harem had something fundamentally broken about them. One way or another, they were all slightly mentally unstable, to say the least. They lacked something and that need was fulfilled by Sol. It was one of the reasons why they were all so devoted to him.
But this girl?
Her clothes were the only thing dark about her. Inwardly, she was shining so brightly that it was like looking at a lighthouse or like looking at a moon reflecting the light of the sun.
Camelia squinted.
‘I wonder if she is suitable for Sol?’
Isis, who would have never guessed that Camelia was dissatisfied with her because she wasn’t ‘broken enough’ was trying to make friends.
“You must be Setsuna. Sol talked about you many times. His most loyal knight.”
Setsuna smiled a little but it was mostly a bitter smile. She wasn’t feeling well.
‘Just how much had he grown? What about that woman?’
In an ideal world, Setsuna would have been Sol's first contract. They would have shared a bond that not even death could take away.
In an ideal world, she would be Sol’s strongest blade. Not only his most loyal knight but also his strongest.
But right now, did he even need a knight?
She had felt his power the moment he stepped in and like the others, she had been left breathless.
Not long ago, the two of them were tied after a fight and she even had the upper hand. But now? Now Sol didn’t even need to transform to completely crush her.
The same went for that phoenix. Even now as she observed her, the girl was obviously not a warrior and was so full of openings it was funny but could she win?
The answer was once again no.
She didn’t know why, but her instincts were screaming at her that winning was not even in the realm of mere possibility. The chances of it happening were so low that it might as well be non-existent.
‘It’s depressing.’
Setsuna sighed before giving a salute, “Hello Isis, I am happy to meet you.”
Setsuna was sad. Sad because she was weak. Sad because she might become useless to Sol. She was also jealous and bitter. So many ugly feelings swirling in her heart that it was suffocating.
But…She would not act because of her own feeling of inferiority. Pettiness would not make her stronger.
“Let’s have a duel.” “Let’s have a fight.”
Setsuna was surprised as she turned and saw the same looks on Lilin’s face. It seemed that the two of them had the same ideas at the same time.
“Haha…”
All Isis could do was laugh awkwardly. It seemed that Skuld was right. The girls here were even crazier.
‘Sol save me!’
—-
While Isis was facing the craziness of Sol’s harem, Sol was walking looking at hallways of the tower of Babel in silence.
The nostalgia he felt was so intense that it was breathtaking.
Only six months went by for him, but it felt like an eternity.
Once he finally calmed down, he took a deep breath before releasing a large sigh. Like Isis, he could feel the weak mana in the air. But unlike her, this did not disturb him. Compared to the polluted air when he was in his old world, this was still paradise after all.
Indeed. He was back home. Already he could feel the gaze of Medea and the others, witches, on him.
Now that he had control over his dimension, he could easily block those gazes. But, why would he?
“I am back.”
He smiled in a serene way. All he wanted now was to rush and take Medea in his arms.
“Soon.”
He muttered before looking at Milia, “There are many things I want to tell you now. But it can wait. Soon there should be a woman with flaming red hair coming to the castle or trespassing. Tell the guards to not worry and if that person go through the front door, let her enter. She is an esteemed guest.”
“Vey well.”
Milia gave a proper salute before walking away. She was literally dripping wet right now. So she needed a change of clothes.
Sol smirked as he watched Milia walk away, aware of her arousal. But now really wasn’t the time.
Focusing on Lilith, he asked, “At least you keep your promise and didn’t try anything dangerous while I was gone.”
Lilith coughed a little.
Sol’s eyebrow rose at her reaction, “I see…So you did, or nearly did. Should I say that I am not surprised?”
“You have become quite insolent.”
“I rather say I became more carefree.”
Sol laughed before walking toward her bedroom, “Let’s go. I am waiting for a doctor.”
Lilith was curious. Even Persephone, the witch of life hadn’t be able to save her.
“Who is she?”
“The best of the best.”
Hathor was the best doctor in the entire Astral realm and even if she failed, Sol had still enough divinity to use his power.
Once Lilith's case was solved, it would be one less weight on his shoulder and he would then ponder how to conquer the whole mortal realm.
The faster he could do so, the better it would be. He might have joked about conquering the world through his women but it would never be that easy.
‘I would need some real Deus Ex to succeed in this endeavor.’
Sol smiled at his own joke. It sure felt good to be home.
(AN: Most popular girl is coming back. Man so many people Sol needs to catch up with. This is also the problem with a cast too big. There are too many characters I need to take into account in any given chapter. It can be quite overwhelming sometimes.)
Once Sol decided that they needed to accelerate, he called Isis so that she could at least get to know his family. After all, they were all family now. It was necessary to get everyone on the same page.
When Isis came down from the top of the church and took her human form, she had to admit that she was feeling a little scared.
The mortal realm felt so foreign and alien to her. Even though there was no difference in appearance, the difference in mana quantity and quality was so high that she felt like she was a fish outside of water.
It wasn’t just a metaphor as divine beasts like her basically breathed mana into their everyday life.
As if it wasn’t enough, the restrictions in space in this world were so tight that she was like a whale taken from the sea and forced to stay in a aquarium.
It went without saying that it was extremely uncomfortable. But this wasn’t what really scared Isis. After all, she had already known how bad the environment would be.
What scared her was how her first meeting with her new family would be. She didn’t have Nefertiti or the others so she was the only one from the Astral realm faction that was present so to speak.
Would the other girl shun and bully her? Would they simply ignore her? It was with those apprehensions that she went down and goddess, the gaze and scrutiny she felt suddenly on her made her break into cold sweat.
It wasn’t hostile. It wasn’t even something like distaste or such petty feeling. She could feel that she was being observed in everyway possible as if they were trying to understand her greatest secret.
She could feel some jealousy from the wolf girl and the young purple-haired woman. The gaze of the cow woman was completely devoid of any emotion.
The older purple-haired woman was gazing at her with clear wariness and as for the blonde one…
‘She can look into souls?’
Isis was surprised but did nothing to hide her soul. After all, she had nothing to hide.
“Hello everyone, my name is Isis. Happy to meet you.”
So she greeted them with a somewhat awkward and shy smile, not really knowing what she should say or do.
“Isis, can I ask you to stay here and get to know everyone? I plan to heal my esteemed aunt as fast as possible.”
“Don’t you need my help?”
Isis desperately wanted to leave now and she was sure her Nirvana could be of some help. But Sol smiled before leaving through the Warp gate of the church that connected the church to the Tower of Babel.
The woman named Lilith tried to protest but she could only stay silent as Sol pulled her without asking for her permission and left.
“Lilin, stay with them.”
The younger purple hair, most likely a sister or daughter of the older version, gave an awkward smile and nodded.
Like this, Sol, Lilith, and Milia left the church.
Now alone, Isis gave a shy smile as she waved her hand, “Hey…?”
‘This girl is…Quite nice?’
Camelia noticed inwardly, as she observed Isis.
‘A little too nice.’
Camelia knew all the women who rejoined Sol’s harem had something fundamentally broken about them. One way or another, they were all slightly mentally unstable, to say the least. They lacked something and that need was fulfilled by Sol. It was one of the reasons why they were all so devoted to him.
But this girl?
Her clothes were the only thing dark about her. Inwardly, she was shining so brightly that it was like looking at a lighthouse or like looking at a moon reflecting the light of the sun.
Camelia squinted.
‘I wonder if she is suitable for Sol?’
Isis, who would have never guessed that Camelia was dissatisfied with her because she wasn’t ‘broken enough’ was trying to make friends.
“You must be Setsuna. Sol talked about you many times. His most loyal knight.”
Setsuna smiled a little but it was mostly a bitter smile. She wasn’t feeling well.
‘Just how much had he grown? What about that woman?’
In an ideal world, Setsuna would have been Sol's first contract. They would have shared a bond that not even death could take away.
In an ideal world, she would be Sol’s strongest blade. Not only his most loyal knight but also his strongest.
But right now, did he even need a knight?
She had felt his power the moment he stepped in and like the others, she had been left breathless.
Not long ago, the two of them were tied after a fight and she even had the upper hand. But now? Now Sol didn’t even need to transform to completely crush her.
The same went for that phoenix. Even now as she observed her, the girl was obviously not a warrior and was so full of openings it was funny but could she win?
The answer was once again no.
She didn’t know why, but her instincts were screaming at her that winning was not even in the realm of mere possibility. The chances of it happening were so low that it might as well be non-existent.
‘It’s depressing.’
Setsuna sighed before giving a salute, “Hello Isis, I am happy to meet you.”
Setsuna was sad. Sad because she was weak. Sad because she might become useless to Sol. She was also jealous and bitter. So many ugly feelings swirling in her heart that it was suffocating.
But…She would not act because of her own feeling of inferiority. Pettiness would not make her stronger.
“Let’s have a duel.” “Let’s have a fight.”
Setsuna was surprised as she turned and saw the same looks on Lilin’s face. It seemed that the two of them had the same ideas at the same time.
“Haha…”
All Isis could do was laugh awkwardly. It seemed that Skuld was right. The girls here were even crazier.
‘Sol save me!’
—-
While Isis was facing the craziness of Sol’s harem, Sol was walking looking at hallways of the tower of Babel in silence.
The nostalgia he felt was so intense that it was breathtaking.
Only six months went by for him, but it felt like an eternity.
Once he finally calmed down, he took a deep breath before releasing a large sigh. Like Isis, he could feel the weak mana in the air. But unlike her, this did not disturb him. Compared to the polluted air when he was in his old world, this was still paradise after all.
Indeed. He was back home. Already he could feel the gaze of Medea and the others, witches, on him.
Now that he had control over his dimension, he could easily block those gazes. But, why would he?
“I am back.”
He smiled in a serene way. All he wanted now was to rush and take Medea in his arms.
“Soon.”
He muttered before looking at Milia, “There are many things I want to tell you now. But it can wait. Soon there should be a woman with flaming red hair coming to the castle or trespassing. Tell the guards to not worry and if that person go through the front door, let her enter. She is an esteemed guest.”
“Vey well.”
Milia gave a proper salute before walking away. She was literally dripping wet right now. So she needed a change of clothes.
Sol smirked as he watched Milia walk away, aware of her arousal. But now really wasn’t the time.
Focusing on Lilith, he asked, “At least you keep your promise and didn’t try anything dangerous while I was gone.”
Lilith coughed a little.
Sol’s eyebrow rose at her reaction, “I see…So you did, or nearly did. Should I say that I am not surprised?”
“You have become quite insolent.”
“I rather say I became more carefree.”
Sol laughed before walking toward her bedroom, “Let’s go. I am waiting for a doctor.”
Lilith was curious. Even Persephone, the witch of life hadn’t be able to save her.
“Who is she?”
“The best of the best.”
Hathor was the best doctor in the entire Astral realm and even if she failed, Sol had still enough divinity to use his power.
Once Lilith's case was solved, it would be one less weight on his shoulder and he would then ponder how to conquer the whole mortal realm.
The faster he could do so, the better it would be. He might have joked about conquering the world through his women but it would never be that easy.
‘I would need some real Deus Ex to succeed in this endeavor.’
Sol smiled at his own joke. It sure felt good to be home.
(AN: Most popular girl is coming back. Man so many people Sol needs to catch up with. This is also the problem with a cast too big. There are too many characters I need to take into account in any given chapter. It can be quite overwhelming sometimes.)
