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"No 'surprises' are expected, just watch and see, but it's probably impossible for nothing to happen."

Akimi crossed her arms, glanced at Suzuki Satoru standing beside Lily, who remained silent, and smiled knowingly.

"But since the evacuation point has already been opened, if you don't want to stay until the end, you can just leave."

Are we really going to leave like this? No, everyone stayed.

It could be due to herd mentality, or perhaps they all wanted to see if they could earn more by staying until the end.

The greedy mentality is clearly evident on the page, but that's not necessarily a bad thing.

"War Games - Officially Begin!"

At a command, accompanied by the ringing of the bell and cheers, the war began.

The Great Plains outside Orario

Divided into two sides, one side is the Ishtar Familia and the Apollo Familia, and the other side is the main camp of the Hestia Familia.

The rules of the legion battle are very simple: neither side may leave the battlefield area, and they fight each other until the general representing their own side is captured.

However, the atmosphere among the Ishtar and Apollo Familias was far from pleasant.

Hyacinthus, the leader of the Apollo Familia, 'The Light Child of the Sun', stared at Aisha with a livid face, barely suppressing his anger.

"Why should our Apollo clan be the vanguard?!"

"Because you are weak."

Aisha, the vice-captain of the Ishtar Familia, said without any politeness.

“We, the Ishtar Familia, don’t have the habit of cooperating with others, so naturally you should go first!”

To put it bluntly, you can be the cannon fodder, and we'll take care of the harvest.

This lack of team spirit is despicable, but what can you do when they weren't exactly good teammates to begin with?

Ishtar and Apollo are only together for their own benefit; as for the relationships between their respective clans...?

Do you think... a group of Nantong and women forcibly brought in by Apollo can have a good relationship with these fighting prostitutes in the pleasure district?

They're like the two poles of a magnet; just seeing each other makes them feel nauseous.

"It shouldn't be like this; we can do it much smarter..."

As the leader of his clan, Hyacinthus was naturally unwilling to entrust the lives of his members so lightly, and argued vehemently...

But the prostitutes in front of him wouldn't give him any face whatsoever.

"You need to understand, if it weren't for Lord Ishtar, we wouldn't be hanging around with you Apollo's male favorites."

Beside her, Samira, a Level 3 adventurer of the Ishtar Familia who held a massive battle blade in her hand, spoke in a contemptuous tone.

"You are not allowed to insult Lord Apollo!" Hyacinthus angrily raised his weapon at Samira, but the next moment—

"Alara, are you going to fight us for your god? You're surprisingly a good man."

A sound that sent chills down Hyacintos's spine twitched out from ahead. Without even looking up, Hyacintos saw Phryne's repulsive figure!

Feeling the other person's nauseating, toad-like gaze fixed on him, Hyacinthus took a half step back.

"......I see."

Humiliation, resentment, helplessness

But Hyacinthus could only bow his head and endure this, forced to return to his kin and order them to prepare to advance directly toward the enemy.

Aisha looked at Hyacintos's retreating figure with disdain, but when she turned around, her expression towards Flini, the captain, wasn't much better.

"Don't forget the task the goddess assigned to us!"

She warned.

“What does it matter? Lord Ishtar is only going to defile that brat anyway.” Frini’s fat hand tugged at her wrinkled, fleshy cheek, and she laughed disgustingly.

"Wouldn't it be too good for that brat to have his way with this peerless beauty like me before Lord Ishtar is defiled by him?"

Aisha rolled her eyes; she didn't want to deal with this disgusting frog anymore.

She left and quickly arrived at the center of the main camp, where a beautiful fox-girl with long, golden hair sat quietly.

"Haruhime, how are you? Are you adjusting well?" Aisha asked with concern.

"Yes, it's okay, everything's fine here."

The fox-girl named Haruhime Sanjou gave a forced smile, though she clearly didn't feel comfortable in the atmosphere of the battlefield.

She was a girl who shouldn't be on the battlefield. Although she was a member of the Familia, she had almost no combat ability and was even a 'weapon' that shouldn't be exposed to the Ishtar Familia.

Lord Ishtar sent her here purely as a last resort.

Her magic, the 'Melting Hammer,' possesses the terrifying ability to raise a person's level by one for fifteen minutes without regard to conditions, but it can only be used on one person at a time.

Aisha didn't understand why Lord Ishtar wanted to bring Haruhime out, since she was clearly the best 'trump card' hidden by the Familia.

Could that lone kid from the Hestia Familia be that terrifying?

With a barely perceptible sigh, Aisha touched Chunji's ears and hair, comforting her.

Just then, the sound of a bell announcing the start came from the distant hills.

The Apollo Familia also began preparing to march towards the enemy lines.

But near Hyacinthus, a girl with long blue hair was trembling as she covered her ears.

—It begins, the death knell tolls, the battle is declared!

With her mouth agape, she murmured the despairing prophecy of the future she had witnessed!

The demigod wielding fire and lightning will bring them overwhelming defeat and despair.

They will be destroyed, and the Apollo family will crumble!

But this is not the end, because just at the edge of despair—

Everything they possess will be transformed into endless light under the allure of the ancient serpent.

It vanished into nothingness within the venomous fangs of the giant snake.

Chapter 28: 132. The Griffin Cannon

The outer plains leading to Orario are the chosen battlefield this time.

This once smooth and open road has been meticulously cultivated by a continuous stream of foreign adventurers over thousands of years, resulting in almost no shelter. Not to mention the mountains, even the forests have been almost completely cut down.

Occasionally, a few rocks can be found scattered about, but no one can hide behind them. From the north to the east, there is a small patch of greenery and wilderness; to the south, there is a river in the distance; and to the west, there is a jumble of rocks.

On this flat battlefield, which was perfect for cavalry to perform, the members of the Apollo clan moved forward in twos and threes, scattered together.

The Apollo clan didn't look like an army at all.

They moved forward loosely and in twos and threes, looking more like they were on a picnic or outing than a legion.

However, the Familia itself is not an army; they are merely a group of adventurers who have gathered together by grace. There is a god who truly wants to transform the Familia into an army, and that is Ares, the god of war worshipped by the military superpower Lagia.

However, although he gained a large number of followers by spreading divine blood on a large scale, he was unable to achieve his dream result due to a lack of opportunities for advancement.

But whatever

The Apollo Familia's lax attitude stemmed partly from their being mere adventurers, but more so from their genuine contempt.

"Hey, Luan, go up ahead as the vanguard and see what's going on up there."

Why should I go?!

"Your only outstanding eyesight is not good, is it? Since you can't be of much combat power anyway, we might as well put you to some use."

Luan, a dwarf, was somewhat annoyed by his colleague's orders, but he still obediently went to the front.

"What's there to worry about? We only have one person to deal with."

Luan walked to the front and began talking with his companions who were also on lookout duty.

"Unless it's something you need to worry about when casting spells, what use is it on the plains?"

The power and range of magic are primarily proportional to the length of the incantation. While lengthy incantations do pose a threat to this group gathered together, long incantations are easily discernible in this flat terrain.

If the other party dares to approach at will, fire a rain of arrows; if they are chanting long incantations from afar, then snipe that person.

There is nothing to worry about at all.

Luan's casual remark actually reflects the mindset of most of Apollo's retinue.

Nobody, absolutely nobody, took the obscure Bell Crane seriously.

What kind of harm can someone who has received favors for only two weeks cause?

But just as they were talking nonstop—

Luan's eyes glimpsed the scene ahead.

At the top of the hill ahead stood a figure, seemingly holding something in his hand.

Lu An squinted. It seemed to be a round, rectangular object. He picked it up, placed it on his shoulder, and pointed it at them—

Luan's eyes widened; he seemed to sense what was about to happen, so he screamed!

The speed of sound in air is 340 meters per second.

But the attacks from the other side were even faster.

The overwhelming bombardment descended from the sky, and the moment it hit the ground, it blossomed in the very heart of the Apollo clan!

Flames, explosions, shockwaves

The sudden attack scattered the entire Apollo Familia, while the target of the cannon fire remained upright and continued to fire!

Griffin Cannon Iglefi

Type: Legendary Magic Weapon

Description: Once used to fight against the Titans, this weapon belonged to the goddess Hestia, but was later controlled by Eris, the goddess of discord. It is a terrifying weapon made of metal that can breathe fire, and is the origin of firearms for mortals.

At this moment, the crossbow that Bell is holding is the weapon that Kazuma found very amusing, so he temporarily lent it to him.

This weapon comes from another world, Hades, and was once used by the goddess Hestia. Of course, this is just a replica obtained from the God Space, and is only worth two C-grade weapons. It is the initial form of the weapon that has been heavily sealed.

Bell chose to use this weapon because he didn't want to reveal too much about his 'identity'.

If one relies more on external factors for victory, perhaps one's extraordinary power will go unnoticed?

Bell fantasized about it, and Kazuma, while not agreeing or disagreeing, generously lent it to Bell because he thought of him as a 'damn harem manga protagonist who is kind and gentle'.

Kazuma exchanged this item to strengthen his long-range firepower. After all, the only long-range firepower in his fixed team of three was a turret that could be destroyed in one shot, so he had to take care of the strength of the whole team.

However, this thing is not actually that powerful in his hands. Although unlimited ammunition is very convenient, its firepower is not as good as other weapons of the same level.

In Bell's hands, however, this thing clearly unleashed a completely different power, far exceeding the level in Kazuma's hands.

So whether Bell's vision can be realized is anyone's guess.

Bell held the Griffin Cannon and kept using its mortar form. For some reason, he always felt a sense of ease in using it.

And this weapon seemed to be injected with drugs when it encountered Bell, unleashing its firepower, which would normally require replenishment, as if it were free.

The Apollo clan, relentlessly bombarded by heavy firepower, roared and screamed in agony. Faced with an absurd opponent firing indiscriminately, everyone was bewildered and unsure how to assess the situation.

After all, they had never encountered an enemy bombarding them from a distance of thousands of meters.

Was it magic, or a special 'magic sword'?

No one knew, but the continuous bombardment of three consecutive artillery shots shattered squad after squad, rendering them unable to rise again.

"Scatter! All of you scatter!!!"

Hyacinthus roared hoarsely, his eyes fixed on the figure that continued to bombard him.

Damn it, what kind of weapon is that?!

"This is truly astonishing! Does the Hestia Familia intend to settle this quickly? And what kind of magical weapon is Bell Crane holding?!"

In Orario, surprise and excitement had already spread among the crowd.

The "mirror" floating in the air reflected the formation that had been completely scattered by Bell's relentless bombardment from thousands of meters away.

The image then focuses inward.

Bell Craney's completely transformed appearance is now evident to everyone.