Strength and Rivalry 1.116

In the evening, Viggo accompanied his wives to his mother's mansion and then left for the city center. Once he reaches the tower of Babel, climbed up to the top floor and came to a floor full of beautiful carpets, refined atmosphere, and beautiful furniture. At the entrance, a blond elf was waiting for him whose serious face was accentuated by round glasses.

-Hello, Hedin, I'm looking for Ottar- Viggo said as soon as he saw the elf.

Hedin, a loyal member of the Freya family, raised his eyebrow and said -good evening, Viggo Dragonroad, Ottar is busy-

-Just tell him I came, no one is asking you for explanations- Viggo replied in a cutting tone.

Hedin raised his eyebrow in a gesture of annoyance, but considering Viggo's status, he nodded and went to report his arrival.

After a while Ottar came out accompanied by Hedin. Viggo looked at Ottar with a broad smile, walked over and stretched out his hand. Ottar squeezed his hand and gave a hug.

-Happy Birthday- Ottar said.

-Thank you, I came to see because you didn't go. My old man was always waiting for you- Viggo replied

-I was a little busy, you see...-

-Ottar- Hedin said, interrupting him -Lady Freya's affairs are private-

Ottar looked at Hedin back and frowned. He let out a sigh of annoyance and made the gesture to Viggo to follow him -come on- he said -here it sucks-

Viggo followed and they got on the elevator. Once the doors were closed, Ottar said -these guys are annoying. They feel like my superiors just because they are adults-

-I believe you, it seems very serious- Viggo replied

-Mm- Ottar replied, nodding -I didn't go because Lady Freya wants to go on an excursion outside Orario and wants me to go with her-

-Is that good?- Viggo asked as he watched through the glass as the elevator descended. The sun had been hiding just a couple of hours ago and the city was illuminated thanks to the streetlamps. From this height it was a nice show.

-Yes, it's good, it means that she finds me fit to walk on my own, what do they give to you?-

-You guess-

-I don't know, a sword, an armour-

-Books, seriously, I didn't expect my old man to make that joke on me-

-Master is serious about knowledge and I don't think he's kidding you-

-Yes, you say it-

Viggo and Ottar looked at each other and started laughing. Viggo was always bad at reading and disliked books. So, Ottar more or less understood what kind of situation Viggo was facing.

Once they reached the first floor, they came out of the tower of Babel and walked through the surrounding streets.

-To the usual place?- Ottar asked

-Yes, that's the best- Viggo replied

That way they went to a restaurant in the northern area, one kilometres from the tower of Babel. The atmosphere was quiet and elegant, Kain was rumoured to be the owner of the place. However, that only happened because Kain came very often and stayed until the time he wanted. With contacts and money, anyone can be king anywhere.

For their part, Viggo and Ottar had come with Kain many times, especially for family lunches.

A young woman, dressed as a waiter, greeted them at the door. She stared at Viggo and Ottar, who, all in all, Ottar dressed as an average adventurer while Viggo went with his torso naked, a knee-high robe and boots.

-Viggo and Ottar Dragonroad- Viggo said

The waiter frowned for an instant but nodded -over here please- then she guided them through the restaurant to the stairs next to the bar. There was the restaurant manager and if they were lying, she would know right away.

The manager was standing behind the bar while chatting with the bartender. She was a mature woman with blond hair and long to the hip.

-Hi, Cynthia- Viggo said, raising his hand.

The manager looked at him, narrowed her eyes as if adjusting the view. She focused on the intense blue eyes and connected them to Kain. However, she remembered seeing a red-haired child.

-Viggo?- she asked in disbelief -¿is you?-

-Yes, the same- Viggo replied with a smile.

-You grew a lot- Cynthia said with a big smile.

-You see, we all grow- Viggo said, avoiding bringing up the issue of age.

Cynthia looked at the waiter that led them to the stairs and told them -they are the children of Mr. Dragonroad, take good care of them-

-I understand, ma'am- said the waiter.

Viggo and Ottar smiled at the sight of Kain's prestige and how easy they were let in just by giving their father's surname. In this place you had to ask for a reservation in advance, in addition to being very expensive.

The waiter took them to a private room, with wine stands all over the wall that overlooked the corridor while on the other side, it had huge windows overlooking the street.

Viggo and Ottar sat at the table and ordered their meals. The waiter took the order and withdrew. Only there did they feel calmer.

-This happens because Viggo dresses in a bizarre way- Ottar said frowning.

-What are you talking about, idiot, this is normal and almost nothing compared to the other adventurers- Viggo replied -you are the one who dresses as one more of the bunch-

-I look decent-

-Yes, of course-

They both looked at each other frowning and then started laughing. Viggo without waiting for Ottar, began to tell him everything he was doing in recent years, where he was and as a conquest of his wives. Ottar knew from the rumours that Viggo had returned to Orario with several women. However, ill-intentioned rumours said that he had convinced them with his mother's fortune.

-That's what people say without grace or seduction- Viggo replied with a winning smile, 100% sure of his charm.

-You seem confident in yourself- Ottar replied with a smile.

-Of course, I'm sure, I like them, and they like me-

-Sure, sure-

-Well, it's up to you to believe me. We already talked about me, now tell me, what have you done?-

-Training- Ottar said -reading the books recommended by the master and polishing my technique with Mia. As we are a relatively small family, we have been challenged and Lady Freya has asked me to fight only against the other family. The first time was hard, but then you get used to it-

-You alone?- Viggo asked surprised

Ottar felt confident in his own ability and smiled -yes, I alone- replied.

-Damn, I'm going to have to get even more serious if I don't want to feel sorry-

Ottar denied with a smile on his lips and said -Viggo always does something to highlight, I hope this time it is not a bad way-

-That's slander- Viggo replied while smiling -I've always stood out in a good way-

-Of course, of course, hopefully this time you don't start crying-

-I'm going to make you swallow your words-

-We'll see-

Just at that moment the waiter entered carrying a metal cart with several plates covered by metal domes. She pulled the cart closer and uncovered the dishes. They all had meats, potatoes, and hot sauces that Viggo and Ottar loved so much. The waiter was going to explain what each dish consisted of, but Viggo raised his hand.

-Excuse me, Miss, but it will not be necessary. We've both eaten this food dozens of times-

The waiter nodded with a frown and began to distribute the dishes. Once everything was ready, she retreated with a frown and left the room.

Ottar took his cutlery and started cutting the meat -you should have let her make her presentation- he said.

Viggo also did the same and replied -yes, of course, but I'm not interested in hearing someone who looks at me like a thief-

-You should be more patient with others-

-Are you my mother?- Viggo asked as he chewed a piece of meat.

-No- Ottar replied, too, his mouth full.

-Ok, let's put that aside. My old man has your gift and said that as soon as you had time out for the house-

-What does the master want?-

-I don't know, but whenever I ask him, he puts on that evil smile-

-I understand you, how did he make us get dry firewood when winter was just over?-

-Yes, yes, like that time. Damn old man, we were walking all morning, but we didn't find anything-

-Of course, winter was just over, and all the firewood was full of moisture-

They both let out sighs as they were mocked in that way. They were young, but their father did not have any contemplation for fighting.

-What happened last night on the grounds of the Hera family?- Ottar asked while eating -Lady Freya sent Hedin and the others to check, but everything was restricted, and no one found an opening-

-No idea- Viggo replied -I was sleeping at the time. It seems that I get so tired that my old man took me to sleep, and the other three idiots started practicing seriously. However, the old man said in the morning that the Hera family was going to make a big raid on the dungeon. You could talk to Freya to talk to the aunt-

-It's Lady Freya- Ottar said, frowning.

-That's you. Usually, I would say "auntie" out of respect, but the time I call her that she almost tears my skin with the eyes. She told me to only call her Freya if I wasn't going to call her by a worthy name-

Ottar let out a sigh and thought that attitude sounded so like Freya. If most women were worried about their age, the goddess was even more sensitive. So, everyone should call her Lady Freya or Freya, any other denomination would be an offense.

Once the meal was over, Viggo and Ottar were chatting for a while until Ottar told him it was getting late. Viggo brought his hands to his waist and released the mooring of the Bag of Plenty. Then he put the bag on the table and put his hand inside the bag. At the same time, notice that Ottar had long bangs and was always bothered by his eyesight. Viggo took a red bandana out of the bag and put it in the middle of the table. Ottar stretched out his hand and took it.

-Happy birthday, brother- Viggo said with a small smile.

-Thank you- Ottar replied -What does this?-

-It is assumed that, if the user injects a small fraction of mana, it helps regulate body temperature and improves stamina. The temperature thing is great, but the stamina thing is not the big deal, it's a 10% ratio-

-Thank you- Ottar said again and took the bandana to his forehead. Then he knotted the two ends of the bandana behind the nape of the neck and is collecting his hair, improving his visibility. Ottar looked at Viggo and asked him -How do I look?-

-Like a rookie- Viggo said with a burlesque smile -but fine-

Ottar denied with a smile on his lips.