Chapter [71]

"I'm not talking about my father," Thalia replied, her voice still laden with tension. "I'm talking about my brother."

Kaito frowned, confused for a brief moment. "Which one?" he asked, trying to better understand the situation. He knew Zeus had many children, and the possibility that Thalia was referring to one of them complicated things.

The lights in the room continued to flicker, and the electricity around Thalia seemed to intensify even more. She took a step forward, her eyes fixed on Kaito's, filled with controlled fury.

"Ares," Thalia said, her voice firm and full of resentment. "The god of war."

Kaito instantly understood the gravity of the situation. Ares, the god of war, was known for his aggressive nature and for causing chaos and destruction wherever he went. The idea that he might be involved with Thalia in some way explained the intense anger she felt.

"I understand," Kaito said, trying to calm the situation. "But I want you to know that I'm not here on Ares's orders, nor any other god's."

Thalia, still surrounded by electricity, seemed to ponder Kaito's words.

"If you're not here because of him, why did you bring this letter? What's your real objective?" Thalia asked.

Kaito, faced with Thalia's direct question, began to consider how much of the truth he should reveal. He knew that sharing all the details could complicate the situation even more, but he also didn't want to lie completely. The hatred he harbored for Zeus was deep and rooted in his own personal tragedy. Zeus had initiated a war that exterminated all the fairies, leaving Kaito as the last of his kind. Moreover, Kaito's mother had died because of Zeus, a burden he had carried ever since.

'How would she react if she knew this? Would she understand that, like her, I also have reasons to hate the gods?' Kaito thought, as his eyes assessed Thalia's expression.

"Why did you bring the letter?" Thalia insisted, her voice filled with impatience and distrust.

"I got this letter from someone powerful in the underworld," he began, choosing his words carefully. "I thought you should know what was written in it, as it might contain important information for you."

Thalia narrowed her eyes, still cautious. "And why you, of all people, would bother to bring me this letter? What does it have to do with you?"

Kaito took a deep breath.

"Your father, Zeus, is responsible for my mother's death," he said, his voice low and filled with pain. "And also for leaving me alone as the last of my kind."

Thalia's expression changed, shock mingling with confusion. The electricity around her diminished slightly, but it was still present. "Are you… my brother?" she asked, the uncertainty in her voice evident.

"No, Thalia, I'm not your brother," Kaito said, his voice calm and firm. He kept his gaze fixed on Thalia's eyes, seeing the confusion and shock still present in her expression.

Thalia remained silent for a moment, processing the revelation. The electricity around her diminished even more, but her eyes continued to reflect a mix of emotions. She was clearly trying to understand Kaito's intentions.

"So, you want to take revenge on Zeus through me?" Thalia asked cautiously. There was a clear mistrust in her voice, but also a genuine curiosity. She needed to know if Kaito was trying to manipulate her to achieve his own goals.

"It's not that," he responded, his voice sincere. "The one who gave me the letter knows about my problem with Zeus, so I got curious as to why he gave me this letter and decided to deliver it to you."

Thalia remained silent, still processing Kaito's words. The electricity around her finally disappeared, and the lights in the room stopped flickering. She seemed to be calming down, but she still maintained a defensive posture.

"You still haven't told me exactly the name of the Devil who gave you the letter," she said, her voice firm and demanding. She crossed her arms, waiting for a clear answer.

"You also haven't told me much about yourself," Kaito responded, subtly redirecting the conversation. He kept his tone calm and his posture relaxed, but inside he was alert, analyzing Thalia's every reaction.

Thalia frowned slightly, noticing Kaito's evasiveness. It was clear that he was avoiding answering directly, which only increased her suspicion.

"So, it seems we both have our reservations," Thalia said, her voice now less accusatory and more thoughtful. She took a few steps back, maintaining some distance between them. "But that doesn't mean I'm just going to accept everything you say."

"I understand," Kaito replied, his voice firm. "Trust isn't built overnight, but I hope we can find some common ground."

Thalia observed Kaito for a few more seconds, still analyzing his intentions. Finally, she gave a small sigh and relaxed her shoulders, though her gaze remained attentive.

"I never saw my father, and my mother died in a psychiatric clinic when I was very young," Thalia said, her voice filled with bitterness and sadness. As she spoke, she picked up the letter Kaito had given her and, with a heavy sigh, began to open the envelope. Her fingers hesitated for a moment, as if she were preparing to face something painful.

Kaito watched in silence, respecting Thalia's moment. He knew that the letter might bring up difficult emotions and memories, but he also hoped it could provide some clarity or even a bit of peace for her.

Thalia slid the letter out of the envelope and unfolded the paper, her eyes scanning the words written in careful handwriting. The expression on her face began to change as she read, shifting from a hardened caution to a mix of sadness and understanding.

As she read, Thalia said nothing. Kaito could see the pain reflected in her eyes, a pain she had clearly been carrying for a long time. Every word seemed to weigh on her, bringing up memories she had likely tried to bury.

After a few minutes, Thalia finally lowered the letter, her gaze distant as if she were processing what she had just read. She remained silent, the room enveloped in a quietness that seemed even heavier because of what had just been revealed.

Kaito, not wanting to force a response, remained quiet, allowing Thalia to take her time absorbing the information. He knew there wasn't much he could say to ease her pain at that moment.

Thalia finally looked at Kaito, her eyes shining with a mix of unshed tears and newfound determination. "This letter… it confirms many things I already suspected but never had the courage to admit to myself," she said.

"I'm sorry," Kaito said, his voice low and full of empathy.

"Don't be," she replied, her voice firm and full of conviction. "The gods will be the ones to feel sorry." There was a coldness in her words, a promise of retaliation.

Kaito raised an eyebrow, catching the tone of vengeance in Thalia's words. "Planning revenge?" he asked, trying to probe her true intentions. "Seems like a lot of work for just a demigod."

Thalia gave a smug smile, her eyes shining with a mix of challenge and certainty. "Didn't I tell you? I'm much more than that," she said, her voice filled with pride. "And don't you want to help me?"

"I would help," Kaito began, his voice serious, "but first, I need to ask a very important question."

"What question?" She kept her gaze fixed on Kaito, waiting for his response.

"Would you kill your own father?" he asked, his voice firm but with a touch of curiosity. He needed to know how far Thalia was willing to go.

Thalia was silent for a moment, reflecting on Kaito's question. The electricity around her seemed to briefly intensify, as if her emotions were on edge. Finally, she shook her head slightly, an expression of doubt and anger mixing on her face.

"I'm not sure if I would kill him," Thalia replied, her voice filled with honesty and a touch of bitterness. "But I certainly wouldn't hate the Devil who did."

"If I had enough strength, I would kill him," Kaito said, his voice calm but filled with determination. "But it's not just Zeus who would be the problem. The entire Greek pantheon would stand against us. Facing one god is already difficult, but facing all of them… would be almost impossible."

"I know," Thalia said, her voice softer now. "That's why we need more than just brute strength. We need allies, strategy… and time."

"I have means of securing allies to face the gods," Kaito said, his voice filled with confidence.

"You speak like someone who's been through many battles," she said, with a touch of irony in her voice.

Kaito raised an eyebrow, sensing the light reprimand in Thalia's words. Before he could respond, she continued, a slight smile curling her lips.

"You're an older man, Kaito," she said, her tone mixing irony and seriousness. "You should know that confidence alone doesn't win a war."

Kaito, caught off guard by the comment, raised an eyebrow and brought his hand to his face, touching it lightly as if searching for signs of aging that he hadn't noticed before.

"Why did you call me old?" Kaito asked, his voice carrying a mix of curiosity and playfulness.

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