039 A miracle of over a month

Maze City Orario, the Tower of Babel.

At the very top of the vast white chalk tower that seemed to weigh heavily upon the entrance of the underground city, there was an extravagantly luxurious suite, equipped with everything one could need. It was so opulent that it could capture the entire bustling cityscape within its view. A massive shadow pushed open the door and walked in.

It was a beastman of towering stature, standing over two meters tall, with earthy red short hair and boar-like ears, possessing a body as rugged as rock.

The beastman giant entered the high-end suite he alone had the privilege to freely access and made his way to the furthest room, in front of a rectangular observation glass that took up an entire wall.

There, clad in a black gossamer nightgown that hugged her figure, which was both slender and voluptuous, was a goddess with nearly waist-length silver hair, whose beauty was so excessive it was incendiary.

"Lady Freya."