The Fukaros Familia, starting from DanMachi.

Chapter 119 The Awakening of Fucarus

"I see."

Fen Yu looked at the invitation in his hand, his deep eyes seeming to pierce through the thin paper and see the true scheme behind it.

He nodded and calmly agreed.

"Let's go, Cassandra."

Daphne called to her companions, and before turning around, she turned her head and whispered something in a voice only Fenyu could hear.

"Accept your fate."

After saying that, she left without looking back.

Cassandra bowed to Fenyu and the others, then hurriedly caught up with Daphne.

That evening.

Upon returning to headquarters from the underground city, Fenyu handed the exquisite invitation to Funina.

"An invitation to the Feast of the Gods—"

They had just finished dinner, and there were small cakes and drinks on the table as dessert.

Fu Ningna sat at the dining table, swinging her fair legs, looking at the opened invitation, and murmured softly.

The Feast of the Gods is different from the Assembly of the Gods. The latter is an official meeting to decide important matters in Orario, while the former is purely a party hosted by the gods themselves.

In Orario, gods host such banquets almost every month.

On the one hand, such banquets were intended to show off and flaunt the wealth and power of one's own family to host such a feast. But in essence, they were simply to provide a place for the various gods who had come down from the heavens and were bored to have fun.

Of course, as a newcomer and a "new god" whose clan was still unknown, Funina never participated in any events.

This time, the faction that will hold the "Feast of the Gods" two days later is the [Apollo Familia].

"Shall we go?"

Funina raised her head and cast a questioning look at Fenyu.

She was almost entirely hands-off when it came to matters concerning the clan, leaving all decisions to Fenyu.

This is something that would be almost impossible for other clans in Orario.

Even the most powerful clan leader must obey the will of their own chief deity.

However, within the Fucaros Familia, the will of the Burning Feather surpasses that of the main god.

"Go, why don't you go?"

Fen Yu narrowed his eyes, a meaningful smile playing on his lips. "Perfect timing to broaden my horizons and see what a banquet among the gods is really like."

In the past, he would never have wanted to attend such a troublesome banquet.

But this invitation came from Apollo's kin, and he probably already guessed what that perverted sun god wanted to do.

With the addition of Hermes, that troublemaker, he was destined to be pushed into the eye of the storm.

Since that's the case, there's no need to hesitate any longer.

Orario is now welcoming the arrival of spring.

By this time of year, the heavy, low-hanging clouds of winter have vanished, replaced by a bright scene of everything coming back to life and flowers blooming in abundance, and the weather has also stabilized.

It is said that the number of travelers visiting the city increases at this time of year.

The chill has long since subsided, and the temperature is rising day by day.

With the rhythmic clatter of the carriage wheels, my body swayed rhythmically in the carriage.

Fen Yu gazed at the rapidly receding sunset-colored street scene outside the window, his eyes deep and unfocused, lost in thought.

Finally, the carriage slowly came to a stop.

The horse neighed, and the exquisitely carved carriage door was opened from the outside by a servant. Fen Yu was the first to get out of the carriage.

Today, Fen Yu was wearing a well-tailored pure black suit and expensive, polished leather shoes.

His upright posture, accentuated by the formal attire, made him appear exceptionally sunny and handsome, exuding a remarkable aura.

If he weren't completely devoid of any divine power, no one would doubt him even if he were mistaken for a deity who had descended to the mortal realm.

He turned around gracefully, reached into the car, and helped the girl who was about to get out.

A slender, fair hand rested on his palm, and then, Funina's figure appeared before everyone's eyes.

Instead of wearing her usual signature gown, she changed into a pure white dress that had been carefully prepared for the banquet.

That was no ordinary fabric, but a special silk that seemed to have been woven with moonlight and dyed with morning dew.

The skirt is light and drapes beautifully, with every inch flowing with a soft sheen, like shimmering ripples on a calm lake.

The dress is simple yet sophisticated in design. The strapless neckline perfectly showcases her delicate collarbones and fair shoulders, while a thin necklace made of sparkling diamonds glitters around her neck, like a miniature version of the Milky Way.

The skirt is designed to be shorter in the front and longer in the back, barely reaching the knees in the front, while trailing gracefully in the back like layers of waves.

With her movements, the hem of her skirt swayed lightly, as if the living tide were breathing.

Most stunningly, the hem of the skirt is embroidered with intricate and abstract swirling patterns in extremely fine silver thread, and adorned with countless tiny, water-drop-like transparent crystals that refract a dreamlike seven-colored halo in the afterglow of the setting sun.

Her legs were encased in white strappy high heels, the straps elegantly wrapping around her like vines, making her legs appear even longer and more graceful.

On her fair left leg, an exquisite silver leg ring was faintly visible, with a teardrop-shaped deep-sea blue sapphire set in the center, adding a touch of mystery and allure to her overall holy and noble appearance.

Her signature long white hair, with light blue highlights, was meticulously styled, as if water vapor was flowing through the strands, exuding a sacred and ethereal aura.

The child's heterochromatic eyes, under his pure white, divine attire, appeared even more profound and captivating, as if they contained the secrets of the entire ocean.

At this moment, she was beautiful and noble, like a water goddess who had stepped out of mythology, and every move she made exuded a holy radiance that made people dare not look directly at her.

"Let's go, let's see what kind of trouble Apollo is up to."

Fu Ningna withdrew her hand from Fen Yu's grasp, naturally took his arm, whispered in his ear, and a playful smile curved her lips.

Fen Yu's expression was somewhat strange. He turned his head to look at the goddess beside him, who was holding his arm and exuded an aura of holiness and elegance.

It's hard to imagine that such a beautiful and noble goddess, exuding intellect and elegance in every gesture, is the same Fu Ningna who is usually loud and sometimes a little silly.

In fact it is.

This "Funingna" is not the same as that "Funingna".

She was not the usual Funina who was more like an ordinary human girl than a goddess, but the true water goddess, the divine side of Fucarus-Funina.

Fukalos and Funina can be considered the same person, but at the same time, they represent two completely different existences: "divinity" and "humanity".

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