It wasn't that the information wasn't delivered, it was that she received it but didn't recognize it.
This is the moment when Athena's nickname becomes questionable.
But Athena was confused.
“Ah, no, but I heard he has huge muscles with arms as thick as a woman's waist and a beard?”
“……Some strange information got mixed in.”
It sounds like she's talking about Renzo.
Ah, maybe the information about Renzo got mixed in? Come to think of it, I haven't seen him since the war. It's natural for him to come kill me after the war is over, so from my point of view, it's always best to avoid him, but thanks to that, I don't know what he's doing now.
“And I heard he uses hammers, swords, spears, and bows, and there’s always black smoke or fog billowing around him?”
Of course, those are all weapons I use, but I don't carry them on my waist or back. But I guess Athena thought so.
And black smoke always billows around. It's like I have a gloomy aura. It's a description of the Obsidian, but I don't always use it.
“Anyway, what I want is not Poseidon's current location or situation. I need something more fundamental.”
“Something fundamental? For example?”
“Something like a weakness.”
At my words, Athena frowned.
“Do you think I'll tell you Poseidon's weakness?”
“So he does have a weakness. That was a really good answer.”
At my words, Athena's face turned red.
I feel like she's getting further and further away from the Goddess of Wisdom.
Besides, I can answer that question.
“And of course I think you'll tell me.”
“Why, why would I do that?”
Athena's eyes widened at my words.
Medusa was cursed because of her relationship with Poseidon.
I don't know how much the myths I know and the story here match, but it's clear that Athena was so angry that she cursed Medusa. Medusa's current state is proof of that.
Then, she must have the same amount of anger towards Poseidon, whom she cannot retaliate against.
“……You, are you trying to fight Poseidon?”
“If I have to, but I don't want to fight as much as possible. Because there’s a high chance I’ll lose.”
“……A high chance of losing.”
Athena looked at me with terrified eyes.
Her eyes seemed to say, 'Of course you're going to lose, what nonsense are you talking about,' but she didn't say it out loud.
“Of course you'll lose. What nonsense.”
She said it out loud.
“Anyway, this is the deal. What do you think?”
“……If you really get me out of Pandemonium, I'll take the deal.”
I stood up. The deal was done, and there was nothing more to say.
Seeing me, Athena asked.
“……What if I don't keep my promise?”
“Everyone asks that.”
I believe that deals are based on trust. Of course, you have to be suspicious, but you can't start with just suspicion.
Besides, I don't have to worry about it this time.
“You're a God. Not a devil.”
“You'll keep your promise.”
“What are you talking about, that's like child's play….”
“You should worry about yourself.”
I pointed my finger at Athena, imitating a gun.
Athena’s Adam’s apple bobbed as if she realized her situation.
“I'll be back as soon as possible, but my Pandemonium is no joke.”
“……What do you take me for? The power of the human soul, even after a few years, is no problem.”
“……Well, that's true.”
I apologized for underestimating Athena.
She’s a God, after all. Not even an unknown God, Athena is a God that almost everyone who knows Greek mythology would know.
The Goddess of Wisdom and War, Athena.
“Baal was about to lose his mind in a few minutes, but you're different.”
I couldn't hear her finish.
I thought I had the last word.
Athena said confidently.
She'll hold out for a while.
I returned to my original world. It meant I had won completely.
First, I had to grasp the situation in front of me.
Right in front of my nose, close enough that our breaths could touch, delicate eyes blinked.
However, the eyes, which were supposed to be alluring, were already stained with tears and trembling as if tears were about to fall.
I looked at it for a while and said,
“……Ah, it’s the Headmistress. Hello.”
As I spoke, Carla's big eyes widened even more, and her already red face turned even redder. Her lips slowly closed and then opened again.
“Please let go of my face first, Mr. Frondier…!”
It was then that I realized I was holding Carla's face in my hands.