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As for the other familias, I thought it was amusing that all the friendly ones to Hestia familia managed to help in some way. Aina and Ryu helping via combat was great as ever Ryu best girl! Though I really want to see Ryu level up, for many reasons. I did see the cover of volume 13 so I can't wait for that, as well, especially given that Ryus book releases in a few weeks here.

Daphne, Cassandra, Nazha, Chigusa, and Ouka all get some small focus here and there, and it was nice to see the impact that all the relationships Hestia familia has built up really come into play. Welf, Mikoto, Haruhime and Lily continue to prove their usefulness despite the level gap between them and their captain.

Lilys skill is broken as hell, and she uses this so well here. I wonder how exactly they're going to solve this going forward given Bell seems to be borderline level 4 by the end, if not actually there.

The dieties Freya was great here, putting herself forward and helping in a way that makes complete sense, by stopping Loki familia from interfering, in order to see her own desires fulfilled. Also, nice to see why exactly Ottar was surprised the way he was in the last volume, given he realized he trained Asterios in his previous form. Loki familia Bete showing Haruhime his own brand of respect was interesting btw, her standing up to him was absolutely glorious, Haruhime best fox and Tiona granting Weine mercy was unexpected, but a delightful surprise.

Gareth, Bete, and Tione showed their strength of course, though foiling them was great too well, Bete stopped because Aiz but eh.

His position made sense, but man I wanted to pound him into the ground. Aiz glances briefly at the goddess, then returns her gaze to me. Right then, a cheerful voice rings out. She widens her narrow eyes. But Loki walks straight toward her and slips smoothly past.

She peers into my face. Her actions seem to lack any malice. Nothing more, nothing less. All I can do is stare at my feet as she grins and whispers in my ear. What the hell do you want? To mess with him, obviously! Of course, my Aiz can beat ya any day! She sees me as no more than an amusing child. My unsettled emotions confuse me. Keep your hands off Bell!

As I do, I notice something out of the corner of my eye. Several figures are crossing the end of an alley. I recognize them from somewhere.

My attention divided, I find my gaze jumping back and forth between the two goddesses and the alley where the figures passed. The goddess notices my behavior and seems to guess something has caught my attention.

Loki tilts her head with a questioning look. As I chase after the figures—who I can now see are young children—I think back on the events that took place in this very same Daedalus Street.

Finally, I arrive at a plaza where a large church stands. A chienthrope girl with long, straight cream-colored hair. And the youngest of the three, an androgynous half-elf child. They are the orphans whom I met about a month earlier, the time I followed Syr. They look surprised to see me. Perhaps returning from an errand for the orphanage, since I can see packages of food in their arms. The half-elf Ruu, who is usually lost in a daydream, shifts his gaze nervously back and forth.

As I stand there silently, Lai, the human, leans forward as if to protect the other two. His sharp look and words reveal a newfound hostility. The three children live here in Daedalus Street. They probably know what I did. The choking sensation in my throat and the excruciating pain drilling into my heart are almost too much to bear.

A sense of true loss floods every corner of my body. He turns and walks into the orphanage. Fina and Ruu glance at me. Then, without a word, they follow Lai. The door of the church slams shut with a bang, as if to throw their rejection in my face while I stand there frozen.

This despondency goes beyond simple lethargy, and my knees buckle under it. I collapse like a marionette whose strings have been cut. I have never felt more dejected. The sky, thickly blanketed in clouds, stares down on my miserable self. That door that I thought would never welcome me again has opened, and someone is walking toward me. I slowly look up—and see Syr. She tells me the two of them have been visiting the other orphanages in the Labyrinth District and urging them to evacuate.

For the past few days, she says, Daedalus Street more than anywhere else in the city has been full of adventurers coming and going, and the air is charged. Whatever my reasons were, the fact that I caused all this weighs heavily on my heart.

She looks straight ahead, a smile on her face, and does not pry in the least. No…What I must do is clear. I have decided. I will save Wiene and her fellow Xenos. The scales have already tipped. I will lend my strength to Lido and the others who even now are in such danger, even if it means making many more enemies.

Even if people I care about, like Lai, hate me for it. So this is not indecision I am feeling after all…It is terror of being completely isolated. I have to take it. Before the goddess and I left home, I stood by the door listening to her conversation with Mikoto and the others. I will not regret my decision. I must not. As I hang my head in extreme self-loathing, Syr reaches out and cups my face in her hands.

The hand resting on my head holds me in place. At the sensation of her soft thighs, my cheeks immediately turn bright red. You forced me to do it that time…! She begins to comb her fingers through my hair.

You may have lost some things, but other things remain by your side. I lift my gaze, as if something is pulling my eyes upward. Her eyes are brimming with the same affection I saw when she was looking down on the children asleep at the orphanage. I flip onto my back on the bench. Raising one knee, I return her gaze. Eventually, she lays a hand gently over my eyes.

I realize that her smile, unchanged from before, has relieved some sort of tension within me. The sky is still covered in ashen clouds, but my heart feels a bit sunnier now. How many times have I told you? Why do I have to come out here myself?! Breaking the standby orders the other day and doing whatever you damn pleased…Unbelievable! All around them, Guild employees were working on the repair and reconstruction effort, and Loki Familia members were on security patrol. Standing near the rubble created when the vouivre destroyed a wall, the rotund elven Guild head flew at the leader of the prums, his belly flab shaking.

It was none other than Loki Familia that had captured the leader of Ikelos Familia, now expelled from the city. The god had answered their questions with a sly grin. The other familias already suspect the truth. These monsters defeated even Ganesha Familia.

But next time we will take them down. Gareth and Tiona managed to dig through the adamantite wall and get in. The structure as you understand it so far, the location of the orichalcum door…Can you promise to report to us every detail you know? I will inform Ouranos…But! The Guild chief snorted and walked off with his bodyguards. A moment later, Riveria was standing in his place. The high elf vice captain had come from giving orders to the other members of the familia.

After listening to Finn recount their conversation, she responded with a question. Knossos intel aside, you even promised to hand over the key. But just like with the mission, I smell something fishy going on. Standing before him, Aiz seemed to be recalling something, too. A shudder passed through her shoulders. He noticed that Aiz was holding her tongue, and he laughed dryly. This is my way of saying I believe in him. As a person and as an adventurer. I need to know for sure…if he is our friend or if he may become our enemy.

I have something to do on my own. Aiz, did Bell Cranell come to Daedalus Street by himself? And can you tell me where you saw him? After saying good-bye to Syr, I head back alone toward the spot where I left the goddess. Here again, everyone I pass on the street is emanating hostility.

I hurry along, my eyes on the ground. I halt in my tracks, surprised. I am wearing no armor whatsoever, because I know the Xenos are not dangerous. Given how careless I must appear to everyone around me, I wonder what Finn is thinking.

Some even direct critical gazes at Finn, but the upper-class adventurer just smiles at me. Eventually we arrive at a blind alley that seems to be some kind of storage area piled with wooden boxes and barrels. Last time, the prum captain asked for my advice about his marriage proposal. This time, things are completely different. Why would he want to talk to someone like me who treated him like an enemy? As if guessing my thoughts, Finn faces me and begins to speak. The priority now is resolving the current situation.

Finn Deimne, Braver. Just how much of the truth has he discerned already? What does he know, and what information does he want? Is he an enemy, or might he be an ally? My wildly beating heart prevents me from thinking clearly. Flustered, I stare at him.

Finn is right that there might have been a wiser way to approach that situation. If I had told the members of Loki Familia everything during our encounter, the outcome might have been different. But the instant I decided to rescue Wiene, my body moved of its own accord. Instinct is the only word for it. Mercilessly, deaf to any pleas. When I saw those blue eyes looking down on us from the roof as he threw his long spear, I immediately discarded the option of negotiating.

As a captain, Finn is a different breed. Even more of a realist than Lilly, he is able to objectively assess any situation and arrive at a decision without letting his personal feelings get in the way.

He weighs his options neutrally, ruthlessly, and cruelly. Things are different now. There is no out-of-control Wiene. No imminent threat to ordinary civilians. We have no reason to oppose each other. If you know something, I want you to tell me.

My lips that have been sealed shut begin to crack open…when we are suddenly interrupted. What a coincidence! What are you up to back here? Lost, perhaps? Or maybe young Bell is out collecting information in Daedalus Street as well? Were you two in the middle of something? I feel flustered as he passes in front of me.

As he leaves, he looks toward me. Do you have the key? But an instant later, I shiver in surprise. The key…Does he mean the Orb of Knossos? An image of the magic item floats before my eyes. Finn smiles at me. I watch his small form disappear into the tangle of streets, then turn to Hermes. He continues in a low voice. Even if they know the Xenos are intelligent, in the end Loki Familia will inevitably choose to annihilate them. Having said what he needed to say, he steps back and smiles kindly if ambiguously.

Hermes seems to be showing all his cards. The downfall of the Sage, I suppose you could say. I decide that he must share my knowledge of the situation. I think I knew about the Xenos before you did. But now, they consider it part of their work. As long as they profess to be neutral, the word of the client is absolute.

At the word allies, a sense of extreme relief washes over me. You never came back, so I had to go looking for you. Was everything all right? I was worried…but why is Hermes here? So sorry, Hestia, I was just borrowing young Bell for a moment to have a conversation. Hestia, keep him safe! She appears to be suspicious of the god for not even trying to have a proper discussion with her. I follow her gaze, myself. As we stand there, a single bead of water falls onto my shoulder. An instant later, the blanket of clouds covering the city bursts into the sound of rain.

The droplets begin descending, each to its own destination, changing shape as it falls. The dwarf Gareth sighed at Tione and Bete, who were glaring at each other with unveiled irritation. Are you worn out or something? Then, as soon as we dug through it, we got ordered to fill it in again! He had returned to the encampment just as Tiona was waving around her red hands and complaining about him. Were you able to talk to Bell Cranell?

Unlike the still-green captain of Hestia Familia, the prum was able to make off with quite a bit of information after even a short exchange. The Amazon Aisha glanced at the unceasing downpour before returning her gaze to inside the room. Asfi had arrived with Aisha in tow, saying she had something to talk to Lyu about. Asfi had begun by telling the other two about the events on the eighteenth floor that instigated the disturbance.

Uneasy at her exhausted appearance, Aisha backed away slightly. Lyu had been observing their exchange. He wants your help. At the time, the monsters were wild with rage, and even the clients were unable to control them or figure out what was going on.

As for the latter… We only found out about it after the incident. As Asfi discussed Knossos, Aisha and Lyu listened silently. Aisha, however, frankly expressed her feelings—which were in line with the aversion to monsters latent in all humans. Aisha rubbed her left arm and her ribs. Although she was fully recovered now, the bones in her arm had been pulverized in the incident, and her ribs had also been broken. She narrowed her eyes sharply. They revealed no terror of the glossy black creature that had dealt her a crushing defeat, only anger and humiliation.

She squeezed one eye shut as she spoke, her head aching. The reason for his ejection from the mission team and his actions on Daedalus Street all suddenly made sense. The Amazon still felt she had not repaid her debt to the boy. Asfi stepped closer to Lyu, who had been absorbed in silent thought.

Lyu considered her offer, then nodded quietly. She believed Perseus. Asfi looked hard at Lyu and Aisha. For the time being, please wait. She took the basket of fruit her god was holding out to her in his chosen pose and placed it on the sideboard. I believe you know that, Ganesha. She had been seriously injured during the mission to the eighteenth floor and was still recuperating. Or at least, that was what she had told the others. Shakti was one of the few familia members he had told about the Xenos.

When the Guild ordered her to tame the monsters during the mission, too, she had obeyed only after taking into consideration the divine will of her god.

Ganesha sat down on a chair and looked Shakti in the eye. We were the ones who fell short. We were unable to stop the monsters when they were out of control. Shakti looked out the window into the rain. About the very existence of such monsters. And then the fact that when Ilta and her group learned about it, too, they faltered over what to do… That moment of hesitation cost our friends their lives…It scares me.

She was right to be at a loss. Should they abandon the Xenos or save them? If she were forced to choose, she would of course pick the former. She was not a fool. Ganesha had been quietly watching the faint reflection of his familia member in the mirror as she lowered her eyes.

Now he spoke. His mind elsewhere, he continued in a solemn voice. Instead, if violence erupts between them and the adventurers, we will protect the civilians. We will protect the smiles of the children. She nodded energetically and stood up from the bed. I will join them as well! I will dispel their worries with my happy-go- lucky appearance! Ilta and her group are still at home, right? When I left them to their own devices, they very proudly announced they were going out to chase the Xenos again!

Suddenly, Ganesha lifted his head and gazed out the window of the hallway they were walking down. Now all three were frowning and speaking in concerned voices to differing degrees. Takemikazuchi and Hephaistos continued to frown.

Next to her, Takemikazuchi slumped wearily, and Miach sighed. The other two deities shared his concerned expression. Any movement to integrate the Xenos would ignite strife—even more so among the children. Miach, who had been listening with eyes closed, spread his hands and looked at the other two. Well, let us come to some conclusion.

At the sound, the plump figure kneeling before him curled up like a piglet. I took the liberty of determining that they were the best suited to protecting Daedalus Street at the moment! In the Chamber of Prayers, illuminated by four torches, Ouranos sat still as a statue while looking down on Royman, head of the Guild, who was dripping sweat onto the stone floor.

Braver will keep his word! It is practically as if he is under our control! Once we have the key, we will find the right time and then organize a survey. It is the Guild, not individuals or familias, that oversees the heritage of Daedalus. Now exit! As he walked unsteadily out of the room, a god with hair the color of flames descended the stairs leading from the surface.

He patted Royman on the shoulder as they passed each other. Well, as long as Lady Freya is encamped in Babel, the obvious choice for Braver and his people is to stay and wait for the Xenos on their only alternative path of retreat. Although he did not say it out loud, he had accepted that it would be impossible at this point to rearrange the various groups.

Because he was in a position of leadership, issuing too forceful an order for Loki Familia to withdraw would undermine trust in him. His continued reign was a symbol of peace in the city, so he needed to avoid such a situation. Furthermore, if the monsters that had emerged onto the surface needed to be brought down, no one was more suited for the job than Loki Familia. Reports of sightings are increasing, but…thanks to the bounties, the adventurers are not cooperating with one another.

That may be our only bit of luck. Some of them may have been captured already by adventurers or less scrupulous gods. First: meet up with their brethren who had been separated from them. Second: get to the Dungeon entrance. The latter was the most important. If the Xenos were to survive, they somehow had to return to the Dungeon.

There were two possible routes to get there. The first was through the center of the city to Babel, where they would use the large pit leading to the Dungeon. The second was through Daedalus Street in the southwestern part of the city, where Knossos was located. But once they had passed through, the greatest difficulty would be waiting. Many of the familias have realized there is a second entrance to the Dungeon.

For the first time, the normally self-possessed Ouranos widened his eyes. It has a drawing of the layout of Knossos—including, of course, the location of the entrances.

They had to use both the Hades Head and the stink bag…Asfi complained to me that she was afraid for her life dodging Loki Familia to do the survey. She even hit me. Having explained matters up to this point, Hermes drew closer to the wizened god. Then he held out the book. The flames in the pine torches crackled fiercely. Surrounded by a swirl of sparks, the wizened god reached out to accept the ancient volume, along with all the consequences it entailed, and slipped it into his pocket.

Hermes flashed a smile and backed down from the altar. As I said before, my concern is with Bell. He felt it would be wrong for Bell to lose his name and honor and then withdraw from the action, and therefore Hermes was betting everything on the boy. That was why Hermes was acting now behind the scenes. He laughed lightly, as if he were watching the situation from afar.

The Xenos, and the ruined Sage who is leading them…What do you think they will do next? Finally, after a long pause, he answered. Even in the subterranean dimness, the black-clad mage could hear the sound of the rain. Lido scratched his arm with his sharp claws. Fels withdrew a feather pen from his pocket and dipped it in the red blood from the ragged wound. As the blood soaked in, the feather turned red, and a similarly colored liquid oozed from the tip.

She was sitting on the floor at a slight distance from Lido and Fels, talking to Wiene. They were in a sewer tunnel. Beyond its crumbling walls, the tunnel connected to what seemed to be a long-forgotten well, with broken barrels, buckets, and frayed ropes scattered in a corner. A gentle rain fell through the hole that connected to the surface.

Other Xenos who had been wandering the city were resting nearby. Gros turned toward the black-clad mage, worried over their fading strength and missing brethren especially with no sign that they would be able to reunite. We need to…Hey, what are you doing?! The mage finished his work without further explanation. The moment it was complete, a shadow rushed down the old well hole, just as if Fels had planned the timing.

Lido and the others instantly took up defensive positions, but Fels reached out an arm and restrained them. It was a familiar spirit. The owl stretched its wings and took off into the rainy sky, scattering white down from its wings. Like a late monsoon season, rain falls in unceasing sheets on Orario. But I doubt even this rain can wash away the tangled and hopeless mood gripping the city.

I gaze out the window of my room at the streets stretched beneath an ashen sky. The moment I left home, I sensed many eyes on me.

At first I thought it was the townsfolk…but as I grew more sensitive to the gazes, another possibility began to whisper into my ear. Something far less organic than either anger or mockery…Could it be surveillance? Am I being watched? Or Hestia Familia as a whole? Outside the iron fence enclosing our home, I glimpse a figure darting around the street corner and out of sight. Outside a window facing onto the courtyard, drenched in rain but nevertheless apparently waiting for someone, an owl is perched in the middle of the garden.

The owl looks up as I stop in the hallway, and I see its eye. I start at the glitter of the quartz orb. I turn on my heels and run down the stairs. As I step into the courtyard and walk up to the owl, it flutters onto my arm. They can be deciphered only by rearranging and recombining words from two different languages: the language of the prums, which includes the word irregular, and the language of the renarts, which includes the word fool.

Only someone who knew the nature of the Xenos and Fels would be able to read the code. With serious, tense expressions on their faces, the goddess, Lilly, Welf, Mikoto, and Haruhime gather around the table and look down at the letter. Mikoto confirms her fears. It ends with a call for help. The final sentence entreats us to somehow find a way to assist them again. At first, Haruhime, Mikoto, and I are relieved to read that Wiene safely regained consciousness…but now we are all silent.

We stare at the letter on the table. Given the situation in Orario right now, saving the Xenos is synonymous with turning every familia in the city against us. I feel as if the momentary hush falling over the room is going to crush my heart. The goddess breaks the silence. Are we going to save the Xenos or not? She shifts her gaze from my frozen form and poses her question to Lilly and the others once again. Will we be allies of the Xenos and live as outcasts?

Or will we abandon them and return to our ordinary lives? I was caught between Wiene and Loki Familia, forced into a binary choice. Now the goddess is putting that choice to the others. That is the true feeling in my deplorable heart. I stand there like a criminal waiting for his verdict to be handed down, and my memories of the Labyrinth District mix with guilt over acting immorally. I have three more in the workshop.

She looks at the deep-aqua blade as if she already knows all about it. In order to save the Xenos…Yes, I had to put aside my foolish pride.

And I caused our familia all kinds of trouble and pain as a result!! As I desperately try to get out those words, Welf beats me to it. This is what familias do, right? Support one another. Stir up all the trouble you want. That was what Welf said to me in this very room during the mission to escort Wiene to the twentieth floor. Next to him, Mikoto crinkles her blue-violet eyes. Because no matter how much we thought it over, we definitely would have come to the same decision as you…All you did was get a head start on the rest of us.

Next, Haruhime sneaks up quietly beside me. My deepest apologies. Standing in their way is the strongest Familia in the city, the Loki Familia. The sage's wisdom, the hero's plan, danmachi volume 11 pdf download , the Gods' intentions, and when the black beast roars, the boy's spirit will return.

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