My Hermes System

"The one who did this to you… is here in Asgard as we speak, Master Hermod."

"He… is here?"

The drops of water that shot from his hair once again made ripples on the water. He was already handed a towel to wipe dry himself, but as soon as his servant's words reached his ears, he instantly stopped.

His head was discovered by some villagers from a secluded town; in which he stayed until his servants from the Palace got word of his existence there. Even with his body still recovering, even with the nerves that wriggled and struggled to recover his entire body, Hermod chose to quickly report what had happened to him to King Odin.

And with Dionysus's presence there, it wasn't that hard to confirm his story. But perhaps it was exactly because Dionysus was there, that the rumour had spread like wildfire-- with details, true or not, adding to his story with each whisper.

And this caused him to be humiliated, he could feel the other Aesir laughing at him as he walked down the Palace walls. What's even more infuriating was that even the lesser Aesir were able to mock him, and he could do nothing about it since he was still regaining his strength.

And now that he has fully recovered, and one might even say improved, he was ready to show those Aesir that looked down on him who was truly superior. But now, upon hearing that the main cause of his humiliation was right here in Asgard, he could not help but tremble in anger.

A sizzle began to travel in the air as the water in the pool began to boil, almost rippling with every bubble that pops out from it. And soon, the whole area was filled with steam as the heat being generated by the speed of Hermod's anger reached its peak.

But after a few seconds, he let out a long and very deep breath, quickly dissipating the fog he had created fortuitously. And when everything was once again clear, he turned to look towards his female servant.

"Since you know of this information, then might I assume that King Odin and the others are privy to it as well?" Hermod then stepped off of the pool, not minding that his servant could see his privates dangling as he continued to wipe himself dry.

"That is correct, Master Hermod," the female servant did not seem to mind as well, as she only bowed her head after nodding.

"Then why... why are we not gathering our forces to subdue this dissident?" Hermod's tone once again began to shiver.

"I do not know King Odin's plan at this moment, Master Hermod," the female servant then took Hermod's towel, before handing him a new one.

"Is King Odin in the Palace right now?"

"I am afraid not. He has been spending a lot of time outside lately."

"This... is troublesome," Hermod then suddenly placed his hand on his servant's cheek, "But this might also work to our advantage. I assume Lord Thor is here?"

"He... is currently indulging himself with booze and women."

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"You need not tell me that," a small smile then slowly started to appear on Hermod's face as his hand then moved its way to the back of his female servant's head. And as soon as he did so, the female servant quickly kneeled on the ground.

"If King Odin will not do anything, then I am sure his son will. After all, this Evans is connected with the person who killed one of his sons," and without even a hint of grace, Hermod pulled his female servant's head closer to his groin, "I…