As soon as the front desk girl at the Four Seasons Hotel dropped her seemingly heartbreaking words, Zeus, King of the Greek Celestial Court, felt uncomfortable. The face of this mighty Divine Stave darkened instantly, but it wasn't because the pretty receptionist misunderstood his relationship with his "Good Friend," cough cough, okay, his bosom buddy Chief God Odin from the Nordic Pantheon, as something ~indecent~ and groundless. He was upset because she actually thought he was a... pauper, which was utterly unbearable, right?
"We have plenty of money, we don't need a discount."
Zeus's handsome face had become as dark as a demon from Hell, and at this very moment, the Divine King unleashed his full aura. The sudden oppressive force turned the receptionist pale, her body shaking as if she were undergoing... 'electro@therapy.'
