Strongest Grimoire Of The Gods

"Shit..." Tyr muttered under his breath.

He then thought to himself, 'Was the bar guy trying to subtly warn me by talking about the Bruther Clan? It seems this place is a...'

He paused, nearly unable to think of it in his disbelief. However, he managed to speak it out loud: "This place is a god damn brothel?"

As soon as those words left his lips, the woman beside the window suddenly scrunched her brows with anger.

"What did you say!?" she shouted, clearly offended.

"What? It isn't?"

"Of course not! I am not a prostitute! Quite the opposite!"

Tyr raised a brow, even more perplexed.

"I am... I am the daughter of the Bruther Clan head family!" the woman shouted in an attempt to reclaim her reputation in the eyes of this man who had just called her a hooker.

"Oh... what? Why the hell are you here?" Tyr said, emphasizing the 'you' in his statement.

The girl shook her head, exhaling while closing her eyes, "Look... I think we started off on the wrong foot."

She stood up, slowly walking over to Tyr.

"Yeah..." Tyr said, at a loss in this situation. 'I can't gloss over the fact that she said she's from the Bruther Clan. Any odd movement... and I'll have to deal with her. This is dangerous territory.'

The woman arrived beside him, leaning against his arm as if she had known him for years. "Impressive... what you managed to do this evening," she said, her voice sweet, "but I think my men had a little too much to drink today."

Tyr remained silent for a moment, then hesitantly nodded, his face unreadable.

'Is she trying to purposefully downplay the stupidity of her men? For what purpose?' Tyr thought to himself.

"Let me make it up to you." She placed her hand on his back, leaning closer as her lips curved into a small smile.

"You're not from around here, are you?" Her voice was smooth and low, meant only for his ears. "I could tell the moment you walked in. You're... different... you're very strong. Someone like you could use a guide through this city, don't you think?"

Tyr's eyes narrowed slightly as he observed her, his mind working through the situation.

'She thinks she can charm me.' He smirked internally, letting her believe her subtle seduction was working. 'Cute.'

"I could help you, you know," she whispered, her hand brushing against his back lightly, just enough to make it seem like an innocent touch.

"My family runs this city. We could make sure you're... safe. You want to get to the Ten High Peak Faction, don't you? I can help you."

Tyr raised an eyebrow, turning fully to face her.

'And if I don't follow your directions... then I'm not going to be safe... isn't that what you're really trying to say? That I will be an enemy if I don't comply?'

He didn't pull away from her touch, knowing full well what she was trying to do.

"You're offering me protection?" His tone was calm, indifferent, almost as if he hadn't already anticipated her next move.

"Not just protection," she smiled wider, her eyes dancing with satisfaction as she became convinced that Tyr was already wrapped around her finger.

"An opportunity. I can get you where you need to be—no strings attached. All I want in return... is friendship."

Tyr let the silence hang between them, his expression thoughtful, though inside he was far from swayed.

'Perfect.'

He could see her manipulation clear as day, but he wasn't about to pass up an opportunity to use her.

If her family had power in the city, she could be the perfect key to getting into the faction.

'She thinks I'll follow her like a lost puppy,' he mused to himself, unable to help but smirk inwardly with amusement at this situation.

After a pause, he nodded, as if finally considering her offer. "Alright," he said slowly, his voice carrying a hint of intrigue. "Let's see what you can do for me."

The girl's smile grew wider, her confidence swelling as if she believed she had won him over.

She leaned in closer, "I think you'll find this city much easier to navigate with the right connections. My father, for example, could be interested in someone with your... talents."

Tyr gave her a small nod, as if acknowledging her supposed victory.

'Pfft... what a silly situation. Does she really think she's convinced me this easily? From her choice of words... more specifically, 'friendship,' she thinks I am going to accept as a way to further that into something more. But her real intentions are probably something having to do with my death. It's pretty damn obvious... I'll play her little game for now. Once she leads me to her family's doorstep, I'll take what I need...'

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"I like the sound of that," Tyr suddenly leaned in closer, pulling the woman in as he placed his hand on her lower back.

This seemed to startle the woman, forcing her eyes to lock into Tyr's gaze for the first time as a warm blush flushed over her face, causing it to turn as red as a tomato in a mere second.

"Now..." Tyr said, his voice deep.

The woman was too stunned to speak, frozen as she let Tyr continue.

"Get out," Tyr exclaimed in a cold tone, pushing the girl out of his room before slamming the door shut on her.

He turned, slumping down onto his bed. Then, he smiled with his eyes closed, 'Looks like tomorrow I will get an opportunity to get to the faction...'

Outside of the room, the woman stood there staring at the door in front of her with a look of disbelief on her face.

'He... actually looked quite handsome there...' She thought for a moment, 'How... dare he close the door on me!'

She tightened her hands into fists, turning and beginning to walk away.

'Whatever! He's probably just too nervous to make a move. Damn coward! Anyways...' A light smirk played on her lips, 'Tomorrow is going to be another fun one.'