By this time the Guild had long since become chaotic, especially the guild head's office, the usually peaceful Eina was slapping the table and arguing with Royman!
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In the early morning, when a faint light first appeared on the horizon and the plants were still covered with dew, even the streets were quiet and empty. Bell Cranel had already put on his equipment, ready for a new day of adventure.
However, his plan to get an early start and dive into the dungeon was shattered the moment he stepped outside, because the Apollo Familia had surrounded their little church.
Needless to say, what followed was chaos spreading from the northwest street to the north street due to the battle that broke out.
It should be noted that in Orario, the center of the world, even the use of magic was forbidden, let alone open fighting between Familias.
You could pick a quiet place to settle things, or resolve it discreetly in the dark. But doing it openly was absolutely forbidden.
Especially when they were using magic and magic swords to destroy public property and the streets.
Therefore, the Apollo Familia's blatant attack on the Hestia Familia (which really only had two people) was almost immediately reported to the Guild.
"Head! The Apollo Familia attacked the Hestia Familia in the city without any reason. This clearly violates the Guild's and the city's regulations! As the city's administrative body, we must stop this at once!"
No matter how angrily Eina slammed the table, Royman continued writing his documents, calm and unmoved. His plump body sat there as steady as a mountain, not even lifting his head.
Whether it was because he taken some bribe or had other reasons, he had already decided to stay out of it.
"Calm down, Eina. Even if we punish them, what difference does it make? Since they're the ones who started this, they've surely prepared to pay whatever fines we impose. Stopping them now won't help. It's better to let them finish their mess and handle it afterward. It's just a Familia dispute, I've seen too many over the years. They always fizzle out in the end. As for the damaged streets, buildings, and public property, I'm sure the Apollo Familia will give us an explanation."
In plain terms, it meant that Apollo had planned everything. Even if they were fined, as long as they could force the Hestia Familia into a War Game, it would be worth it.
After all, the difference in strength between the two sides was enormous. He was so confident in victory that he staged this entire farce himself.
You could say this play had started from the moment Hyakinthos first provoked them at the bar.
Apollo might have a lousy personality, but when it came to scheming, he was an expert.
The guild head's attitude left Eina furious, but as just an adventurer advisor and receptionist, she didn't have the authority to mobilize the guards.
Her face flushed red from frustration.
"Damn it!"
As he watched the young woman storm out, slamming the door, Royman stopped writing and smiled slightly.
Standing up, he lit a cigar and squinted toward the distant tower.
"A conflict between a mid-tier Familia and a small Familia won't shake Orario. In fact, the Guild will probably make quite a bit of money from it. It's just unfortunate for the Hestia Familia."
If Eina had heard that, her heart would have sunk.
Yes, to all of Orario, the life or death of a small Familia meant nothing. After all… there were simply too many gods and too many Familias.
And for every god, there was a Familia.
Just look at how many adventurers there were in Orario, and how many gods attended the Denatus meetings. You could easily see how countless small Familias existed.
On the other hand, if it were a large or mid-tier Familia involved, the outcome would be completely different.
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Before breakfast was even over, the news of Apollo Familia surrounding Hestia Familia had already spread throughout the entire city.
The ordinary citizens, not understanding the full story, treated it as idle gossip. The bored gods, on the other hand, shouted and cheered with excitement, wishing they could personally witness the commotion.
Orario hadn't been this lively in ages! A War Game between Familias, this was the kind of entertainment and thrill they had long been waiting for.
While the gods and the common people were excited, the adventurers had more serious thoughts.
The Apollo Familia, a mid-tier Familia of Orario, shamelessly attacked the weak Hestia Familia without regard for rules, launching an assault in the city. That made many adventurers think of their own Familias, and one by one, they grew worried.
Afraid that the same thing might happen to them.
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"Yawn…" The chaos in the city only slightly affected the Loki Familia, mainly because it woke them up too early.
Since he was already awake, there was no point trying to sleep again. Fron stumbled sleepily into the washroom, his golden hair a complete mess.
But to his surprise, it seemed like he was the only one woken up. Raul, Cruz, and the others were nowhere to be seen. Only Bete was up.
"Ha, looks like your beast senses are working against you today."
Compared to him, Bete clearly looked more annoyed.
"Damn it. A bunch of idiots making noise everywhere. Better not let me catch them." Bete bared his teeth, growling as he flicked his tail and left.
"Hey, Bete, guess who it is!"
"Hm?" Bete stopped and turned his head slightly.
Fron grinned, flashing his white teeth.
"It's those idiots from the Apollo Familia. I heard they hang out at the Hostess of Fertility too. What do you say we pay them a visit tonight?"
"Apollo Familia? Heh…" A dangerous glint flashed in Bete's eyes.
When something annoyed Fron, his solution was simple, just beat the problem out of them.
That was the proper way for those with power to deal with trouble.
After washing up, Fron wandered leisurely around the courtyard in casual clothes, feeling a bit down when he didn't see Ais.
He looked up at the sun and estimated the time, it should be around mid-morning now.
"Fron, come to my office later. There's something I want to discuss with you all."
As he sat on the bench, staring blankly at the sky, a familiar voice called from above, it was Finn's.
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At the top of the northernmost tower, in Finn's office.
Knock knock knock.
"I'm coming in."
When Fron turned and closed the door behind him, he realized… it wasn't just Finn and Ais there. Riveria, Gareth, and even Loki were also present.
He was slightly surprised, then quickly regained his composure.