"What else can we do?" Tione rolled her eyes.
"Anyway, this is the only lead we have right now. We have to follow it unless you can just go capture Enyo yourself?"
"But searching like this is like looking for a needle in a haystack!"
Tiona collapsed onto the desk like a boneless fish, her face full of despair.
They had been reading books here all day but found no records about the evil dragon or the six figures surrounding it—not even in unofficial histories.
Yet the mural remained their only known clue to Enyo, so reluctant as they were, they had to keep searching.
"Speaking of which, where are the others?"
"Everyone's working hard in their own ways!"
The sisters exchanged glances and sighed helplessly.
It felt like they still had a long, arduous road ahead.
Meanwhile...
In front of Daedalus Street.
"Dammit! Why do I have to do this crap?!"
Bete angrily swung his shovel, hacking off a chunk of Green Flesh.
Once separated, the green flesh rapidly decayed.
Who would've thought that after making great contributions and returning to the familia, his first assignment would be mining labor?!
Are you kidding me?!
"Stop complaining. Could you even focus on reading books?"
Gareth laughed heartily as he swung his battle axe, steadily advancing.
Behind them, numerous adventurers summoned by the Guild through mandatory tasks were also sweating profusely, excavating the Green Flesh from the dungeon passages.
After last night's turmoil, the Green Flesh had stopped expanding.
It had even ceased its devouring and self-repair functions, which only put Finn on higher alert.
He immediately dispatched the two to excavate the Green Flesh, clearing a path deeper into the dungeon to prepare for the next battle.
Given Enyo's current movements, the key issue still lay within the artificial dungeon.
Or more precisely, the corrupted spirit clones hidden within it!
The green flesh's halted activity likely meant its power was being diverted elsewhere. Combined with the incessant singing still emanating from the flesh, Finn's sense of crisis had never been stronger!
There must be a massive conspiracy hidden beneath the surface.
And they were now just one step away from uncovering it.
Everyone was working overtime to complete their respective tasks without a moment's rest.
Tiona and Tione were searching library archives for mural clues; Ais and Riveria were visiting other familias; Gareth and Bete were excavating green flesh.
And elsewhere...
"By the way, Loki, do you really not know anything about the mural's contents?"
Eiji walked beside Loki, shooting her a cold glance.
"I really don't," Loki shrugged, looking utterly innocent.
"You're such a useless god."
Eiji's gaze was practically dripping with disdain.
"...Can't argue with that."
Loki clenched her fists but ultimately slumped her shoulders in defeat.
"Heaven is vast, you know! Gods don't know everything! It might be some secret only known to a handful of deities!"
"No amount of excuses can change the fact that you're useless."
Eiji mercilessly continued his verbal assault.
"Hey, at least show some respect to your own god!"
Loki was furious, unwilling to back down as she retorted, "That's exactly why we're going to visit other gods now! Isn't this something only I can do?"
"Are you really that confident about your connections?"
"Uh... Well, they wouldn't dare not answer me!"
Remembering her past reputation as the detested "Evil God," Loki could only offer an awkward yet polite smile.
The two spent most of the day wandering around Orario, visiting over a dozen gods.
Yet, no matter which god they asked, all shook their heads in confusion after hearing Loki's description, claiming they knew nothing about any evil dragon or a story involving six people.
After circling around aimlessly, they arrived in front of a Familia's base.
"What's this place?"
"The Soma Familia!"
Loki rubbed her hands together eagerly, drooling at the corners of her mouth.
"Soma's liquor is absolutely delicious!"
"I'll throw all my money at them right now!"
"Stop that!"
Loki quickly grabbed Eiji, who was about to toss his money away.
Good liquor was especially expensive, not to mention genuine Soma wine—divine liquor so potent it could even intoxicate gods. It was exceedingly rare; Loki had only tasted it once before. If they threw their money away now, they'd have nothing left.
Suppressing her craving, Loki accompanied Eiji to meet the god Soma.
When they found him, Soma was tilling the fields like a farmer, covered in dirt, bearing no resemblance to the dignified image a god should have.
"Loki, what kind of liquor have you been drinking?"
The moment he spotted them, Soma halted his work.
He dashed toward Loki like the wind, his usually indifferent face now filled with excitement.
"Huh? I haven't had any drinks today!"
Under Eiji's skeptical gaze, Loki hastily waved her hands in denial.
Though she certainly wanted to find an excuse to drink, dealing with Enyo took priority. She had even suppressed her desire for Soma's divine liquor—how could she not resist the urge for anything else?
"You haven't drunk today, that's true. And this liquor is definitely not something ordinary people could make."
Soma spoke thoughtfully, "As the god of wine, I can tell—you're merely carrying the scent of a certain liquor. You must have been near someone recently who drank wine comparable to my divine liquor. Without a doubt, only a god could brew such a thing!"
"The scent of divine liquor? How come I didn't notice?"
Loki was stunned.
As a seasoned drinker, how could she have missed coming into contact with divine liquor?
"It seems to be... grape wine."
Soma leaned closer to Loki, sniffing despite her disgusted expression.
"Grape wine? Then it must be Dionysus, right?"
Loki suddenly understood.
Every time she met Dionysus, it was in a tavern. She knew that despite his gentlemanly appearance, the male god was a heavy drinker with refined tastes.
"Wait! Soma, did you just say this grape wine rivals your divine liquor?"
Loki's eyes widened abruptly.
"Doesn't that mean Dionysus drank divine liquor—strong enough to intoxicate even gods—before entering the dungeon?!"
In an instant, a realization struck her.
Divine liquor, as the name suggested, was a supreme brew only gods could make—so potent it could even inebriate deities!
If a human drank it, they would instantly lose their rationality, becoming hopelessly addicted, as if under the influence of a drug.
Doesn't this mean Dionysus was in a drunken state at that time?
Riveria mentioned that Dionysus disappeared the moment she turned her head—could it be because he was drunk?
Otherwise, why would Dionysus suddenly leave the team?
He wasn't unaware of how dangerous the artificial labyrinth was; there was no way he could survive alone!
"Soma, take a careful sniff—who exactly brewed this divine wine?" Loki pressed urgently, feeling as though she was getting close to the true identity of Enyo.
"I can't tell who brewed it," Soma shook his head, but then his tone shifted. "However, I can identify the grapes used in this wine—only Demeter, the Goddess of Agriculture, can grow this type of grape in the entire lower world."
"Pfft—"
Eiji spat out his drink.