A brilliant light swept through Freya Familia.
Among the members of Freya Familia who had been waiting inside the Familia, a small number began falling from Babel like rain.
The only ones still holding on were Ottar and the Lv. 6 executives.
Freya... seemed to have passed out.
"...So it didn't all get blown away."
"What should we do now?"
"What else? From here on, I'll handle it."
After taking Excalibur from Bell,
"Trace on."
I projected a magic sword.
"What is that?"
"Caladbolg Ver. 2."
I hooked the magic sword onto the bowstring and drew it back.
They were still in the middle of grasping the situation.
Before they noticed, quickly...
"Brother! Astraea Familia is..."
"You're slow when it matters, but fast at times like this."
Well, I didn't care.
"Caladbolg!"
Released from the string, Caladbolg flew swiftly and struck Ottar dead on.
"All right, let's run."
"...Huh?!"
I took Bell and entered the Dungeon.
"To the 48th Floor, please."
[...I feel like an elevator.]
"Why did we suddenly run away?"
"From now on, every so often, we're going to bombard Freya Familia."
"...What?"
"Until Freya gives up, until that stubborn obsession breaks, we keep going. Forever if we have to."
"Then... do we have to keep hiding in the Dungeon?"
"No. You go to Hestia. I'll build us an alibi."
"An alibi?"
"While I'm in the Dungeon looking for materials from the deep floors, a terror attack happens in Orario."
"Will people believe that? We look like we've already been recognized."
"They'll be suspicious, sure, but if I actually bring back the materials, what can they do? And Urus will draw attention nearby, so that's fine. As for the magic sword... I'll just talk my way around it somehow."
"If Lady Pandora thinks up evidence..."
"I'll just say I left Excalibur in the smithy and moved around without it."
"What if they investigate the smithy?"
"I left another Excalibur there, so that's fine."
"...What?"
Thanks, past me.
"Now then, let's go meet your goddess, who's probably worried sick about you."
"...Yes!"
Dragon Valley, one of the Three Great Mysteries of the world, far from Orario.
The dragon sleeping there sensed something familiar and awoke.
"Krrr..."
Awakened from its long slumber, it—
"■■■■■■■■!!!"
—let out an ear-splitting roar toward the city where the gods dwelled.