Is it wrong to try to meet someone in a dungeon?

Even though the opponent was caught off guard, he unleashed a sword-wielding speed that was almost foul-like, faster than Ais's.

Faced with the rapidly approaching attack, Ais obeyed the voice in her heart and shouted out the name of the wind.

"【The White Wind Blows!】!!"

Ais wrapped the fairy wind around her body again.

This whirlwind, shedding its blackness and becoming refreshing and transparent, enveloped the girl in "white."

The sword, swung with lightning speed, transformed into a white light, tracing a golden trajectory as it shot towards the enemy.

Looking at the white wind that blended the howling sound with the chiming of bells, Rives's eyes were filled with astonishment, then she opened them wide with murderous intent.

The filthy sword, growling, clashed with the white wind sword, which roared in anger.

Finally—

Aa ...

With the activation of "Heroic Strike," the "final blow" also comes to an end.

As the impact from the clock tower transformed into a massive earthquake capable of engulfing the entire battlefield, Ais and Revis, who had just passed each other, remained standing in place, still in their sword-drawing stances.

The next second, the armor shattered, a gash appeared on the shoulder, and the person spurting out a large amount of blood was—Ais.

Despite losing her balance, she bit her lower lip to steady herself.

Feeling the satisfying impact of defeating an enemy in her hand, Revis narrowed her eyes coldly, but—

"—Huh!?"

She had a new scar on her chest.

It was a cut that ran diagonally across the chest.

This strike, which even cleaved through flesh armor, also damaged the "magic stone," splitting its dazzling brilliance in two.

"How is that possible!?"

Rives, head bowed, tried to press down on her wound, but her right hand had already begun to turn gray.

This is the end for a monster whose "core" has been destroyed. The monster stares wide-eyed as it watches the "Filthy Sword" fall from its hand to the ground.

Ais, who had unleashed a lightning-fast attack, turned with the white wind and looked sideways.

The girl's golden eyes pierced through her limbs and began to disintegrate, as she looked over with a stunned expression.

Faced with those golden eyes that declared victory, the woman's eyes trembled with anger and became bloodshot.

"—Aria ahh ...

The left hand that reached out as if trying to grab something—disintegrated and destroyed before Ais's eyes.

The strange woman, turned to ash, vanished without a trace; her screams, her anger, and her physical form all disappeared completely.

With the sound of sand and gravel falling to the ground, only a large amount of white ash and scattered fragments of colorful paint remained.

Nothing else.

Neither the lingering glow of victory nor the emptiness of making a clean break exists.

Only the echo of the bell and the sound of disordered breathing could be heard.

Two sounds, both ethereal and solemn, echoed across the battlefield, when suddenly a white wind blew by.

Ais, letting her golden hair flutter in the wind, looked up as if pulled by the wind, squinting as she listened to the lingering echo of the great bell.

*

After all the impact subsided—

The adventurers, who themselves had also been bleached white by the intense light, slowly opened their eyes.

"...We won."

Raul saw it.

The fairy spirit in front of me has been completely destroyed.

The remnants of the "Seventh Immortal Essence" disappeared along with the white light.

The boy stood motionless like a statue, maintaining the posture he had adopted when unleashing the Aurora Strike.

Then, the greatsword, whose hilt and above had completely disappeared, fell from his hand, and the boy knelt on the ground as if he were exhausted.

A long silence fell over the surroundings.

Then, Raul raised his voice and broke the silence.

"—We won! Aa ...

The group members rushed to the boy's side with great joy.

Raul, no longer caring about factions or his own exhaustion, patted and hugged the boy as if he were a companion, placing a hand on his shoulder. The other members reacted similarly. Faced with the boy, who wanted to return a smile but lacked the strength, some ruffled his white hair, while others offered praise with a scolding tone, all commending him in the typical adventurous manner. The rabbit-woman Lakta was even so moved that she hugged the slowly descending songbird, startling her on the spot.

As the group members surrounded the boy, Raul looked up and shouted loudly.

"We did it! Captain───────────!!"

*

"Well done, Raul...!"

Finn listened to Raul's cheers coming from the "Eye Crystal" and smiled applauded.

"Well done, Bell Craney!"

He clenched his fists tightly with all his might, expressing his joy and excitement.

Finn stood in the main passage, for this very moment casting aside the mask of a leader and revealing the smile of an adventurer.

His forceful slam of the piece onto the chessboard successfully thwarted the god's plan.

"Captain!"

Shortly after, Alicia and the others, who had split up with Rey on Finn's instructions, appeared at the corner.

Finn immediately tensed up, regained his commander's expression, and loudly gave the order.

"All seven fairies have been confirmed defeated! Riveria, Grace, immediately gather those still capable of fighting! Head out and wipe out the remaining enemy forces to support our allies!"

"received."

"Although I really want to rest, I have no choice but to do as I'm told!"

"Let's go straight to Loki!"

""yes!""

The first part of the conversation was his order to Riveria and the others through the "Eye Crystal," while the second part was his instructions to Alicia and the others in front of him.

Finn turned his back to the unified response and led the group to hurry on their way.

This war is not over yet.

Only the final "curtain falls" remains.

*

"No, that's impossible."

Dionysus managed to squeeze out those words.

The shouts from the crystal, the ringing of the bell, and the tremors that spread throughout the labyrinth had all dissipated from the cave.

Faced with the "major destruction" that occurred despite exceeding the time limit, the male god's limit was simply keeping his weak legs from collapsing.

The self-destruct chant of the "Seventh Fairy Spirit" could no longer be heard.

This means that his plan to become an "urban destroyer" has failed.

"...You lost, Dionysus."

Loki straightened up and spoke to the bewildered Dionysus.

"Your plan was indeed perfect, but Finn and his men still managed to stop it."

"...!?"

"While you stood outside the game laughing, the children chose to keep struggling, and that's how they ultimately won. The reason you failed was because of the arrogance and omniscient pride often found in gods."

Adventurers who fight tirelessly.

They could even overcome the will of the gods and write the story of their own clan.

Loki smiled with delight.

"And... the 'unknown' that is hidden deep within."

The urban collapse plan, meticulously planned and taking into account various forces, has been in place for fifteen years.

But the situation was ruined by just one adventurer.

Frustrated by a beam of white light.

The "boy" had only appeared in Orario six months ago.

Who could have predicted this?

The boy embarked on the path to becoming a "hero" in just six months.

Who could have predicted this?

The boy, filled with aspirations, relentlessly pursued his dreams and eventually grew into a being capable of posing a threat to the "urban destroyers."

This is the "possibilities" that even the gods cannot foresee, the "possibilities" possessed by the people of the lower realm.

"The gods lost to the 'possibility of the lower realm'."

Faced with the "reasons of defeat" laid out before him, Dionysus was so shocked that his face twitched and he was completely stunned.

Thanks to the efforts of various heroes and the existence of "heroic heroes," the gods' conspiracy was thwarted.

"...You bastard!!"

Dionysus, who had been standing there in a daze, suddenly roared.

His pride was wounded, and he began to go berserk as if he had lost his mind. His eyes were wide open as if they were about to burst out of their sockets, and he grabbed his hair and messed it up. His handsome face was also distorted by anger and hatred.

Then, he flew into a rage.

He had only been messing up his blond hair when he suddenly drew a sword that gleamed with a cold light.

It was a short sword with a hilt carved with grapevine patterns.

It was also the weapon that sent the goddess back to heaven.

"Die, Loki!!"

Driven by a greedy and obsessive desire for "madness," the male god decides to take a risk.

If we take this opportunity to send the main god back and seize the abilities bestowed upon the [Familia]—

Then let the monsters launch a siege—

The key point is that as long as you manage to survive, you can continue to devise plans to realize your dream of a "mad" feast.

Loki quietly opened one of his eyes as he watched Dionysus grinning wickedly and charging towards him with his short sword.

Then he threw the "ash" he had hidden in his hand forward.

“Hmm!?”

This is the "gray powder" that Loki obtained from the monster's corpse along the way.

After Dionysus's vision was taken away by the flying ashes, he stumbled. Loki easily dodged and hooked his foot, causing Dionysus to fall flat on his face.

"Ughhhhhhh...!! You're so despicable! Loki────────!!"

The enraged Dionysus still couldn't open his eyes, and he started shouting and yelling like a child, then got up and began wildly waving his short sword.

Blindly swinging his sword was no match for the adventurers' slashes. With a cold expression, Loki dodged the attacks with ease and silently circled behind his opponent.

Then, without any hesitation, he kicked out.

The target was Dionysus's crotch.

"--Huh!?"