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

The war game with Apollo has just ended, so why is the boy (Bell) so easily targeted by the gods?

Perhaps it can only be said that his rapid growth attracted God's interest... but was it all really just a coincidence?

Hestia became suspicious of the series of commotions, while Welf and the others went back into battle. They shouted "Get out of the way!!" at the Amazons blocking their path—but suddenly there was a "thud!"

“Eh…?”

Hestia, Lily, Welf, Takemikazuchi, and the others, as well as the enemy members, all stared silently at the sky.

In their line of sight, flames and black smoke from an explosion they had not caused shot into the night sky.

They happened to react at the same time as Aisha and the others in the Sky Garden, and as they stood frozen in place... then came the sound of "thump! thump! thump!"

Deep within the red-light district, no, in various locations within the Third District.

More than one explosion rang out, followed by screams.

"What happened!?"

Ishtar, who was chasing Belle who was fleeing inside the palace, heard the series of explosions and shouted loudly.

With her attendant (Tamuz) not by her side, she cried out, and the group members hurriedly ran from the depths of the passage and knelt down.

"It seems like someone is attacking the red-light district...!?"

"An attack...!?"

Upon hearing the male group member's report, she was shocked and quickly went to the high-rise balcony at the end of the passage, which offered a panoramic view of the red-light district. As soon as she stepped outside, a wave of heat caressed Ishtar's brown skin.

Looking around Fengyue Street—her own faction's territory—the goddess was taken aback.

Under the moonlight, sounds, bright lights, screams, and explosions emanated from all over the "red-light district".

As flames exploded and the heat of sparks slapped against her cheeks, Ishtar spotted a group of adventurers rushing through the third district of the brothel, and was speechless.

—His own clan is under attack.

Numerous adventurers split up and advanced through countless brothel streets, wielding weapons, casting spells, and brandishing "magic swords" to annihilate Ishtar's retinues that blocked their path.

She braced her hands on the balcony railing, muttering: What is this? What happened?

As she watched the red-hot red-tinged streets gradually turn crimson, Ishtar murmured in a trembling voice.

"W-Where did this wild creature come from...!?"

He was the king of the city of lust, and his faction was the renowned Ishtar Familia in Orario.

These are some of the most powerful factions in the city, and they're the kind of idiots who act so tyrannically and unreasonably without even a word, showing absolutely no regard for face.

Thinking of this, her face turned pale instantly.

"Could it be...!?"

"The enemy...the enemy is attacking—!?"

"Aa ...

Screams and screams rang out intermittently.

Moonlight and magic stone lamps illuminated the Valkyrie profile—the faction's emblem—bordered with gold jewelry.

Armored cloaks and weapons bearing the emblem of the "Family" raced through the streets, shaking the night air. Each time a sword flashed with a silver glint, the battle prostitutes fell to the ground.

It was a devastation. Elves, dwarves, orcs, dwarves, Amazons—all sorts of demi-humans and humans invaded from all directions, occupying the red-light district. They kicked away wooden barrels on the road, ran over rooftops, and beat the fighting prostitutes one by one until they could no longer fight. With their astonishing speed, they didn't even hide their true faces, displaying to the surrounding crowd their beauty and strength, chosen by the gods at first glance. The spears of the elven maidens, the "magic" of the orcs, and the warhammers of the dwarves crushed all those who blocked their path.

Seeing the one-sided battles erupting everywhere, the non-combatant prostitutes screamed and fled in all directions. They rushed out of the brothels, scrambling for refuge, but the attackers didn't even glance at them. While many male customers trembled with fear, unable to straighten their backs, the fully armed attackers simply drove away those who resisted or obstructed them.

"E-Eina, Eina—!! Something's wrong, something's wrong—!?"

—The scene of devastation could also be observed from the guild headquarters located in the northwest of Fengyue Street.

Hearing her colleague (Misia) shouting outside, Eina rushed out of the headquarters and was stunned.

Like the other staff members standing blankly in the guild's front yard, she looked up at the crimson sky in the southeast of the city, scorched by magical light and countless sparks.

"That direction leads to the red-light district...? Could it be that the Goddess of Prostitution has caught fire!?"

The staff were in complete panic, and Missia was running around frantically. Eina's emerald eyes behind her glasses trembled as she was shaken.

"Is it a struggle...? How could it be? What faction would dare attack the Ishtar Familia...!?"

Eina stopped halfway through her speech.

Her face remained still, then stiffened.

"Could it be...?"

"Could it be...?"

The gods who dwell in Orario also gazed up at the fiercely burning southeastern sky.

"Could it be...?"

Some people looked out from their headquarters, while others climbed to the rooftops of towering buildings.

Could it be...?

From the bustling city center, from the industrial zone, from the stock exchange, many gods, regardless of age or gender, witnessed that scene.

"Could it be... Ganesha!?"

As whispers echoed through every corner of the city, just like Eina's, Loki, the goddess with crimson hair and eyes, leaped to the top of the tower of her headquarters, "Twilight Pavilion," and gazed southeast.

The band members peered out of the mansion windows to see what was happening, then began to clamor. Loki, looking down at the scene, muttered:

"Could it be... Freya?"

Loki clicked her tongue and opened her narrow crimson eyes.

"That idiot actually did it..."

Crack, crack.

Amidst the continuous screams from all around, a soft footstep sounded.

Amidst the burning flames and the falling Amazons, she, the only beautiful and captivating woman, stood out starkly.

The soldiers cleared all obstacles and dangers from her path, allowing her to cross the brothel street with impunity.

"The brothel is now completely surrounded."

"Lord Otto and his men have arrived at the enemy's main camp."

The goddess Freya, who was accompanied by two members of the group, a man and a woman, listened to their report and simply replied, "Is that so?"

She seemed indifferent, even arrogant, as if she were proclaiming an unshakeable divine will, and headed north along the streets of the Third District.

"You should go too, the child is right there."

Silver eyes were fixed on the magnificent, golden palace in front of them.

The massive explosion at the Sky Garden not only revealed Bell's location to Hestia and the others, but also unexpectedly informed Freya of the same thing.

"But, guards..."

"No."

Freya interrupted the group members and told them:

"Any child who obstructs the process should be dispersed."

Then she ordered that the boy be found no matter what.

The group members bowed and accepted the order, then dispersed, while Freya continued walking.

Her long silver hair swayed in the hot winds of the battlefield, the clang of metal on metal ringing out incessantly. Surrounded by all this, the goddess strolled leisurely down the center of the road, finally arriving at the front of the Goddess's Palace.

In the open front yard, she saw the front gate with the marks of "magic" explosion, and inadvertently looked up at the sky.

Her silver eyes caught sight of the brown goddess looking down at her from the high-rise balcony.

The goddess, her eyes meeting the other's like those of an eagle, narrowed her eyes slightly—revealing a smile of absolute zero.

Ahead, the goddess who also governs beauty stood with a livid face.

—Just minutes before the Freya Familia's attack became public.

"..."

The boar-man warrior with a magnificent physique embraced a young girl with his arms.

The long-haired girl with her hair ornament blown off fell from the sky to the back of the palace, where he happened to be there and caught her.

"...Did he sacrifice himself to protect his comrades?"

Looking down at the girl who had left behind burn marks from a magical accidental explosion—a self-destruction—Ota saw through what she had done.

After a huge explosion overhead, she fell down, closed her eyelids, and remained motionless.

The pure warrior sensed the girl's will and, as if to show respect, quietly placed her on the ground, took out the elixir from his waist, and sprinkled it on her body.

The girl, who was on the verge of death, was instantly healed and her life was saved.

"Hey, Ota, stop messing around."

"Don't waste your time on that little girl." Hearing the sharp voice behind him, Ota turned around and saw the cat-man youth, Allen, holding a spear, staring at Ota with icy eyes.

A short distance away, standing nearby were quadruplets of dwarfs, each about 120cm tall, and a young man who was an elf and a dark elf.

"Let me make this clear first, okay?"

"We don't like Bell Crane, who monopolizes the goddess's favor."

"God wants us to eliminate the enemy, and we will obey."

"However, we won't help that guy."

"...Do as you please."

The quadruplets, facing Otto, their leader, spoke without any fear. The other three seemed to share the same opinion without even needing to say a word.

For the stubborn members, Otto remained expressionless, granted permission, and gave instructions.

"However, you must not let the goddess Ishtar escape; you must cut off her escape route."

"Where's the troublesome guy?"

"—Exterminate them all."

Ota said coldly, and together with the seven members of the group, turned toward the palace that stood before them.

The city's strongest Class 1 adventurer squad has infiltrated the Goddess's Palace.

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Instead of the gradually fading magic stone lamps, countless sparks danced in the streets of romance.

Several adventurers, having laid an inescapable trap, had blocked the retreat route in the third district; the scene resembled an impending assault on a fortress. The intermittent explosions indicated that the battle was far from over.

In the vast city of Orario, the streets of desire and debauchery are stained crimson, obscuring the moonlight.

"How did things turn out like this..."

From the southeastern part of the massive city wall surrounding the metropolis, the handsome god overlooking the pleasure quarters uttered a sound tinged with sorrow.

Hermes, wearing a feathered hat, had his attendant (Asphi) stay behind him as they gazed at the street scene from the city wall.

"It was me who told Ishtar about Little Bell's affair..."

Hermes spoke softly as he watched the red-light district gradually lose its original form.

Standing in front of the low wall that reached his chest, his orange-yellow hair and eyes were illuminated red, making him appear extremely grief-stricken.

"I'm actually one of the reasons this happened... Ah, how could this happen? It breaks my heart...!"

Hermes spread his arms wide, gesturing exaggeratedly, then pressed his hand to his chest and lowered his head.

Asphie stared coldly at the back of this supreme god.

Just as a particularly loud explosion occurred, accompanied by a bright flash, she slowly spoke.

"So, which parts were part of your plan?"

When asked by his family, the handsome man, whose face was lowered, raised the corners of his mouth.

The feeling suddenly changed. He stopped acting pretentiously and turned to look at Asphie.

"Let me state upfront that I didn't intend things to turn out this way from the beginning. I just thought things were going to get interesting, so I gave it a spark... that's all."