Darius Supreme

Kilobar was satisfied with that response and continued to chat with Darius, who used this chance to get to know more about Elysium, especially about any customs and the dos and don'ts that might not have been covered in the books he had read.

Kilobar was naturally unsurprised to find that Darius was non-native. After all, his dressing gave him away as a noble from Fallon, and his Scrolls of Awakening and Spark Potions, although universally applicable, had their basis in Fallon's magic system.

The C-Rank appraiser was more than happy to lay down the basics for Darius. When he heard that the young man was here to visit the temple of Thor and seek an audience with the god, his lips twitched.

"Unfortunately, Lord Darius, such a thing might be hard even for the local tyrants here. The Gods hardly ever descend to the mortal world unless there is a crisis, they are bored or they are horny." Kilobar commented honestly.

Darius nodded in agreement. "Have no worries, Master Kilobar. I am not a naive youth who doesn't understand reality. The thing is, I have something that the God needs badly, which is why I am confident of his descent."

Kilobar showed surprise. "Truly? Then you should have very little problem. A word of advice, do not give that item to the pope. He might act holy, but those old coots are very likely to twist your words and claim the item from you in order to win favor with their deity. Fanatics would do anything for an extra brownie point."

Darius' eyes narrowed. This was something he had been worried about, which was why despite landing in Elysium, he hadn't rushed over to the temple to return the hammer and claim the lovely rewards.

"Is there a way around this?" Darius asked solemnly.

Kilobar saw Darius' tension and chuckled. "Of course. Just act like someone coming to pay homage to Thor. Simply enter his church and after that, it's up to you how you want to handle it. You could either shout his name and declare what you have for him or kneel in prayer and whisper what you have to him in the prayers."

Kilobar seemed amused. "Each of these has its pros and cons of course. The first method guarantees you to attract his attention due to the disrespect, so make sure you're sufficiently powerful or what you have is sufficiently valuable that you can withstand the backlash."

"The second method is safer, yet has a low chance of attraction. Just consider the sheer number of prayers any God receives each day? Simply uncountable. Although praying in their temple might give you a higher chance of him listening to you, it might help if your prayer contains certain keywords that can make it stand out above the masses and reach their ears. Of course, the benefit of this method is that you can repeat it over and over safely until you achieve your goal."

Kilobar shrugged calmly. "So the choice depends on your intentions, your item, and your patience."

Darius soaked in this information and obvious decision to go with the prayer path. Entering the temple and shouting was something only a harebrained fool would do.

Well, he had enough time. If one prayer didn't do it, many could. He would be staying here until at least after the auction and probably a little bit after that to achieve his third purpose in coming to Elysium, which was coincidentally why he required so much money.

Soon, the clerk came down with some older men and women in tow. When Kilobar saw them, even he had to stand and bow with respect as they were local titans in the City of Divinity.

Darius also stood up to receive them, shaking each of their hands as the three men and two women introduced themselves in order of importance.

The first was Dion Kietus. He was the manager of the Beloved Auction House and the top dog here. He was a balding and slightly overweight man with thick arms, a sizable paunch, and slightly chubby cheeks.

Nevertheless, the rest of him was well-built, showing that he must have been a handsome and fit young man before old age had made him less active. He also wore glasses that were square rimmed and he had a pleasant face that made one feel comfortable.

The second was Lionel Portus. He was the vice-manager of the auction house and quite a lanky man. He was similar to Kilobar in that he was quite thin, to the point where you could see some bones.

He had tired, brown eyes and frazzled gray hair with a hawkish nose. Darius wondered if the fellow actually was unhealthy or not given how bright and fresh his skin looked.

The third was Pieter Undino. He was a short man that was likely around 5 foot 3, even slightly below the pretty Xela. He had smooth and oiled brown hair that was parted down the middle, with dark blue eyes and slightly-reddish skin.

He was the most muscular of the group, almost looking like a dwarf, though he wasn't. He was, actually, half-dwarf which Darius found intriguing, and was in charge of security.

The fourth was a lovely late-middle-aged woman called Sarah Ludivo. She was a non-native with a half-naga bloodline, which was likely the source of her beauty despite her age.

She had lovely silk-like azure hair that reached her shoulders, light blue eyes like the clearest lake, and a sharp jaw that ended in a flat chin. Her nose was small but pointed, and her eyes were narrow.

Her lips were also a dark blue hue, her skin being a mixture of creamy white and blue-grey, lying somewhere in that spectrum. Her stola was not as conservative as that of most women they had met on their way, displaying a lot of her large cleavage and thick legs.

It couldn't be helped, all half-serpent race females like Lamia, Siren, and Medusa were known for two things, those being their incredible facial beauty and their incredibly large chests.

As a half-naga, Sarah had more than enough to make her body desirable.

The final person was a mature middle-aged woman called Adeline Balaza. She was tall, standing at around 5'11 and possessing a slim figure. Her curves were not really plentiful nor were her 'assets', but she radiated an aura that made her appear dependable.

Her sharp green eyes, thin black lips, and angular face were enough to make her a beauty that looked extremely serious and ambitious. She didn't induce lust like Sarah, but rather respect and trust in her skills.