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Chapter 60: Not from Around Here

It turns out that searching for a specific dragon in this world filled with every mythology I had ever known was a lot harder than I originally thought.

Since I didn’t think Mio and Tomoe were ready to face existences such as Ddraig and Albion yet, I had hoped to see if we could find one of the Dragon Kings for them to try their luck on.

No such luck, though, and it had already been several days of searching.

Not that we were bored or anything, of course, as I had taken that time to explore the world and visit the towns as they were in this time period with the girls, who they seemed to really enjoy.

We currently found ourselves somewhere north of Europe, in Sweden to be specific, while drinking in an old but comfortable tavern.

Our forms drew the attention from the locals due to a combination of our ethereal looks and the clothes we were wearing, which obviously gave away the fact that we weren’t from around here.

The guys in particular couldn’t help but leer lecherously at Tomoe and Mio due to wearing exotic clothes that conformed to their bodies and they weren’t used to seeing before. It didn’t help that Tomoe’s outfit in particular left most of her cleavage exposed and when she drank, it brought attention to them as they bounced nicely.

The girls in question just ignored them, though, not sparing them a single glance as they continued drinking.

“Another!” Tomoe exclaimed happily as she set her empty mug on the counter with a small flush on her cheeks, clearly enjoying herself.

“So uncouth,” Mio muttered behind her dainty hand but similarly set her empty mug as well. “One for me as well.”

“This stuff is not bad at all,” I muttered with my own mug as I sat between the two women, to the envy of everyone else, as I enjoyed my ale while lowering my defenses or else I wouldn’t even get a buzz.

“Indeed!” Tomoe declared with a nod as she turned to look at me with excited eyes. “By the way, My Lord, not that I’m not enjoying spending time with you, but can’t you use some of your abilities to search for our target? I’m really looking forward to fighting one of my own kin here.”

“Such a meathead,” Mio muttered into her drink with a small roll of her eyes, getting a glare from Tomoe which she ignored.

“Indeed I can,” I muttered, pausing to take another drink and sighing contentedly. “But that’s boring and I figured we could use the time to explore while we were at it.”

After devouring both Yhwach and the Soul King, my Universal Perception Intrinsic Skill was much closer to giving credit to its name than before. Finding an existence on the level of a Dragon King would be easy for me.

“If you don’t want to do that, though,” I paused again and raised my eyebrow at Tomoe with a questioning look. “We can stop what we are doing and go search for our target.”

Before Tomoe could respond, who had widened her eyes in panic, Mio grabbed my attention as she cuddled into my arm.

“Please pay no heed to the meathead, Master. I’m perfectly happy with what we are doing and would very much like to continue exploring this world with you,” Mio pleaded with big eyes and a small pout on her face.

“Indeed! Please disregard what I said before, My Lord, the drink must have gotten to me,” Tomoe was quick to agree as she also snuggled up to me, squishing her breasts against my arm.

Feeling a spike of jealousy all around us, I was about to tease them a bit before I paused and a frown formed on my face as I slowly turned my head back toward the door where I had felt a presence appear.

‘Astra, is that…?’ I asked tentatively to my partner before giving Mio and Tomoe small signals with my eyes to be ready for anything, causing them to straighten up and for their eyes to sharpen as they also turned to the door.

“Indeed. A strong Divine energy is slowly walking toward your location,” Astra answered in a curious tone.

We didn’t have to wait very long before the tavern door opened, blowing some of the frigid air inside, before the forms of an old man with a monocle and a walking cane was revealed and standing behind him was an extremely beautiful woman with short white hair and blue eyes.

The woman drew the most attention for the same reason as us, since she was extremely beautiful with perfect snow-white skin and baby-blue eyes while wearing what I could only call sexy female armor that showed plenty of leg and was tight-fitting.

‘As expected of this world. That looks more like sexy cosplay than armor,’ I thought privately, wanting to roll my eyes but nonetheless appreciating it since I couldn’t exactly say anything considering what Jibril usually wore.

As the old man stepped into the building, I felt a gentle ripple of magic spread through the building in a controlled manner, causing the eyes of everyone inside to turn glassy for a second before they seemingly lost interest in what was happening and went back to their own business.

The old man continued walking without a care in the world and had his gaze locked on us with a small smirk on his face before his gaze wandered to Tomoe and Mio beside me and his smirk turned a bit more devious and perverted, making me narrow my eyes.

‘Let’s see. A deity with a magic eye, a cane serving as a disguise for his divine weapon, accompanied by a beautiful warrior woman that also has some divinity inside her, is a fucking pervert because of fucking course he is this being the world it is, and finally we’re currently in Sweden. Which if memory serves, worshipped a particular pantheon,’ I thought blankly as I put all the clues together.

“Your guess is most likely correct, Caius-sama,” Astra responded, all but confirming my suspicions.

The old man who could be none other than Odin, the chief deity of the Norse mythology, took a seat to my left just on the other side of Tomoe, who from a small look from me quickly stood up and sat on my other side next to Mio, leaving one seat in-between me and the old-looking god.

“A shame. And here I was looking forward to be sitting next to a beautiful woman,” Odin mumbled with a chuckle as he casually summoned a pitcher of alcohol and served himself while his companion took the seat to his left.

“I’m afraid to disappoint you but they’re with me,” I muttered just as calmly as I similarly summoned a wine bottle from Ichigo’s world that would fetch more than half a million euros and further summoned three glasses before serving the girls and myself.

I figured if the old god wasn’t going to even bother trying to disguise what he was, then I would do the same.

“Thank you, Master,” Mio thanked me softly as she sipped some of the wine and closed her eyes at the rich taste.

“How lucky! This is from your private collection too,” Tomoe gushed as she quickly downed her glass before looking at the empty glass with similarly empty eyes and then turning to me with puppy eyes.

Rolling my eyes, I refilled it, causing her to giggle excitedly and start drinking again, though much slower than before after I gave her a small look.

Thanks to my Universal Perception, I had a 360-degree vision so I didn’t need to turn my head to see that Odin was staring intently at my wine bottle with a confused expression.

It seems that eventually his curiosity won over as he spoke again after drinking some more.

“That’s a fancy bottle of alcohol you have there,” he commented casually as if he wasn’t dying to know more. “Also, can’t say I’ve ever heard of Romanée-Conti and I’ve been around a while.”

“I acquired it a while back in my travels,” I shrugged without concern as I set the glass aside and drank straight from the bottle.

“It’s pretty good, for a mortal drink,” I commented idly, some amusement coloring my tone as I heard him gulp and subtly lick his lips.

“You wouldn’t happen to have another one, would you, friend?” Odin asked after a moment longer, causing me to chuckle.

“Depends,” I responded, taking another swig and then setting the bottle down gently on the counter before I turned to look at him with a relaxed smile. “What are you willing to trade for it, friend?” I asked in return.

A smirk grew on the man’s face before he chuckled and with a small movement of his fingers, a fancy bottle of alcohol decorated in gold was suddenly in his hands that he set down and slightly turned to me.

“Of course, how rude of me. How about a trade?” he offered, looking me directly in the eyes with a calm but clearly guarded expression. “Normally I only save this for special occasions but your wine caught my interest.”

“Now you’re speaking my language,” I smirked before sticking my hand in the air, and it disappearing for a moment, causing Odin to blink and tilt his head, clearly trying to decipher what I did.

Fat chance of that ever happening, though. My Imaginary Space was part of my Ultimate Skill: Azathoth, a skill that Guy Crimson had been unable to comprehend even with his scary computational prowess and busted Ultimate Skill: Lucifer. Odin, as a God of Knowledge and Wisdom, and even that fancy eye of his, would find it literally impossible to glean anything from what I was doing.

It was my small form of revenge for the bastard interrupting my time with Mio and Tomoe.

I pulled my hand back a moment later with a new bottle of the same brand and set it down next to the other bottle, not commenting on the small twitch of his left eye that was still staring where my hand had been.

He returned to his senses a moment later, though, with another chuckle and gave me a nod before we traded alcohols at the same time.

Bringing the bottle closer, I opened it and curiously gave it a small whiff and was pleasantly surprised at the fruity aroma that hit my senses.

“Smells good,” I muttered to myself before tilting my head back and taking a swig of it, being rewarded with some of the tastiest wine I had ever tasted, just second to some I had acquired back in Disboard. “Tastes even better.”

“Hahaha, good, good. It is made from some peaches grown in my garden,” Odin chuckled in a pleased manner before he similarly opened the bottle I had traded to him and took a big drink from it.

He savored it for a moment before letting out a pleased sigh. “Well I’ll be, can’t say I’ve ever tasted wine this good made by the hands of humans.”

“That was my reaction as well,” I said with a pleased nod, glad that he liked it. Seeing the clearly thirsty and greedy looks both Tomoe and Mio were sending the bottle, I rolled my eyes and moved it away from them.

“I’ll share some with you later, girls. You still have to finish what’s in front of you,” I admonished them lightly with amused eyes.

Throughout the whole exchange, I had also been keeping my eye on the Valkyrie, which was a title in this universe if I remember correctly and their race was called Walkures, I believe. A race of half-god warriors who served the deities of the Norse pantheon and had a role similar to the Angels of Yahweh.

The woman was extremely tense, her muscles tight and clearly ready for any confrontation that might happen and hadn’t even blinked as she observed us from the corner of her eyes.

“With pleasantries out of the way,” I began in a more serious tone, causing the Valkyrie to tense further and for Tomoe and Mio to straighten in their seats.

Only myself and Odin remained calm, with the god still drinking without a care in the world, but that was only on the surface. His magic, which he had an astounding control of, was wound tight and ready to defend or attack at any moment.

“What brings the great Odin, chief deity of the Norse, to this humble tavern?” I asked calmly while taking another drink of the sweet drink.

“Hahaha, I could say the same about you, friend,” Odin returned with a loud laugh as he narrowed his eyes at me almost playfully with his magic eye shining for a moment.

“What brings a powerful dragon I’ve never heard about, a similarly powerful monster of unknown origin,” he began, moving his gaze first to Tomoe, who met his stare with one of her own, and then to Mio, who smiled politely behind her hand.

Odin then turned fully in his seat and faced me properly as he continued with a much more serious tone and his magic tightening even further inside him.

“And then there’s you. A being whose mere presence is making my eye twitch like never before and causing poor Göndul here to behave like a scared little rabbit in the den of a predator,” he finished with a smirk.

Feeling Tomoe and Mio’s presences spike in preparation for battle, I looked sideways at them and gave them a reassuring look.

“Relax, you two,” I whispered softly, causing their presences to calm down again before I took one more drink and then similarly turned in my seat but only half-way and gave him my complete attention.

“The name is Caius, and like I hinted at before. I’m a traveler out exploring the world in the company of my beautiful companions,” I answered calmly but not giving anything away, something that he clearly noticed and I ignored.

“Introduce yourselves, girls,” I muttered next as I leaned back and allowed Odin and Göndul to properly take in Mio and Tomoe.

“Of course, My Lord,” Tomoe, going back to her usual samurai mode, immediately responded respectfully before coughing into her hand and turning her gaze to our guests.

“The name bestowed upon me by My Lord is Tomoe. Glad to make your acquaintance,” Tomoe finished with a respectful bow of the head.

Mio then got down from her seat before giving a proper curtsy as well, accompanied by a perfect smile that didn’t reach her eyes.

“The name gifted to me by my beloved Master is Mio. A pleasure~” she greeted before quickly going back to her seat.

“There you have it,” I retook the conversation, waiting for Odin’s next move.

Odin studied us for several more moments before breaking out into another laugh and slapping Göndul on the back, startling her quite badly, causing her to squeak cutely before glaring at the old god who ignored her.

“Ease up, Göndul. It seems we won’t be getting into a scuffle after all,” Odin declared calmly before he relaxed as well and I felt his magic settle as well.

At the mention of a battle, I hummed in thought as an idea came to my mind and I turned to the now curious Odin who had gone back to drinking.

“While we’re not here to start trouble unless provoked first, what would you say about a spar between your subordinate and one of my own?” I asked calmly, getting a raised eyebrow from Odin as he looked at Tomoe and Mio for a moment before grabbing his beard and looking thoughtful.

“Hmm, a spar, eh?” Odin muttered with his gaze turning to Göndul for a moment again, seeing her glare back at him and getting him to chuckle.

“I don’t see why not. This should be interesting at the very least,” Odin declared as he slapped his knee with his decision made.

“Excellent, finish your drink, girls,” I said with just as much enthusiasm as Mio and Tomoe nodded, with the latter looking excited at the prospect of a spar.

‘This should be a good opportunity to study the famed rune magic the Norse are famous for,’ I privately thought, well aware that Odin would be doing the same with who I chose to battle Göndul, but I wasn’t too worried.

I already planned to tell the girls to not show anything too interesting.

The only thing that worried me a bit is that I could still feel a strong desire to fight coming from Odin that hadn’t gone away since the moment he first stepped into the tavern.