As expected, the War Game came to an end—without any surprises.
The magic sword had been taken, and no matter how hard Hyakinthos struggled, he was ultimately unable to defeat Belle. Belle, with unyielding will, fought tooth and nail and finally emerged victorious.
The same went for Lili.
Lili and Mikoto had been tasked with dealing with the remaining forces of the Apollo Familia. Two of the smaller squads were caught in Lili's illusion magic and ended up attacking one another in a confused frenzy, inflicting heavy casualties on both sides.
The remaining two groups were eventually taken down after an intense and coordinated battle by Lili and Mikoto.
In Leon's eyes, there wasn't anything particularly surprising about the War Game. He had long since understood the abilities of Lili and the others. Their capabilities were no mystery to him, so their victory came as no shock.
But for everyone else, it was a different story entirely.
To the gods and adventurers of Orario, the performance put on by Belle, Lili, and their allies was nothing short of a rare spectacle—a brilliant and exhilarating feast that delighted every observer.
When Hyakinthos collapsed in defeat, gravely wounded by Belle and rendered unconscious, the entire city erupted into thunderous cheers. The roar of excitement echoed across Orario, soaring up toward the very heavens.
"No!!!!"
Apollo's wail ripped through the assembly hall as he saw his trusted commander fall. He raised his arms in disbelief and frustration, his voice cracking with fury and fear.
The divine crowd, previously celebrating with unrestrained joy, turned their attention toward Apollo as his scream echoed. The atmosphere shifted in an instant.
Realizing the weight of their gazes, Apollo swiftly turned, eyes locking onto Hestia and Leon.
What he saw terrified him—Hestia wore a calm, confident smile.
"Wait—Hestia! Please, have mercy!" Apollo's voice trembled. "Don't you remember back in heaven? I once asked you for your love!"
"Shut your mouth, Apollo!" Hestia's smile vanished, replaced with fury as she cut him off coldly. "I'm the victor of this War Game, and I'll make my demands now!"
She raised her voice for all to hear. "I declare that the Apollo Familia shall be disbanded, and your divine rights to remain in the lower world revoked. You will return to heaven—immediately!"
"Ah!! Noooo!!!"
Apollo's agonized scream pierced the air again, ringing through the assembly hall, spilling into the streets, and echoing far beyond.
Leon watched Apollo's collapse with a heart devoid of pity or disturbance.
Among the many gods, Leon harbored a special disdain for Apollo.
Even compared to Dionysus, Leon found Apollo's methods far more revolting, and his personality utterly unbearable.
He had aimed to crush Hestia's familia—so now, he must bear the consequences.
The following day, under the watchful eyes of the Guild and numerous deities, the Apollo Familia formally handed over all its assets to the Hestia Familia. The disbandment was declared official, and Apollo, forced into a public Return of the Gods, was banished to heaven.
A radiant column of sacred light shot up into the sky, drawing the eyes of all Orario and even distant travelers passing through nearby regions.
"Ah, that revolting guy is finally gone..."
Loki, standing amidst a crowd, stretched lazily with a satisfied smirk. Her hands were tucked behind her head.
"Now, now, no need to be so harsh." Hermes said with a laugh beside her.
"You've got a better relationship with him than I do, Hermes. I've always hated that guy. If it were up to me, I'd launch fireworks just to celebrate his exile." Loki muttered with a casual shrug.
"Haha, you're ruthless as ever."
Suddenly, Hermes shifted the topic, smiling sheepishly. "By the way, Loki, I might need a little help. I've uncovered a lead, but... I don't think my own children can handle it."
"Hmm? That so?" Loki raised a brow, clearly intrigued.
Then, without hesitation, she nodded. "Alright. I'll send Bete to assist you."
"Thanks. I appreciate it." Hermes grinned, his tone sincere.
Loki offered a nod in return but said no more. Her gaze moved forward, landing on Hestia.
"Hey, little one—what are you planning to do now?"
"Huh? Me?" Hestia blinked in surprise, then smiled. "I'm going to renovate the place and let Belle and the others move in."
"You're not living there yourself?" Loki asked with a smirk.
"Ah, no. I'll stay at Leon's place." Hestia replied with an innocent wave of her hands.
That reply made Loki freeze for a second. Then, gritting her teeth, she muttered, "Tch... you lucky brat. That's so unfair."
The surrounding gods and adventurers, having heard their exchange, sensed a storm brewing and started to gather, expecting another squabble between the two rival goddesses.
But to everyone's surprise, Loki simply sighed and waved it off.
"Forget it. I'm done arguing. I'm heading back."
With that, she turned and walked away.
Hestia, meanwhile, smiled and exchanged farewells with the remaining gods before heading off with Hephaestus.
After all, she had just inherited Apollo's residence and needed to renovate it for her familia. And for that, she had to visit the Goibniu Familia.
Unfortunately, Goibniu hadn't shown up today. Otherwise, Hestia would've asked him directly on the spot.
With the matter over, the other deities began to disperse as well.
However, Hermes lingered for a moment longer. He silently gazed at the spot where Apollo had vanished only moments ago.
A long breath escaped him, and he shook his head softly, leaving behind a whisper carried by the wind.
"Why would you ever provoke Belle...?"
While the divine realm sent Apollo packing, a fierce battle was underway on the vast plains beyond Orario.
Before granting reincarnation to Tsubaki and the others as angels, Leon had agreed to face Ottar in a duel.
A battle between adventurers of Level 7 magnitude was far too destructive to be held inside Orario's walls.
Though Freya Familia's battlefields could handle such chaos, Leon had no desire to step foot there. Instead, he opted for a location outside the city—an open battlefield on the plains.
Naturally, Ottar had no objections.
As the duel began, many of Freya Familia's high-level members, including Freya herself, arrived to witness it.
From the very start, Leon activated his Tenseigan mode.
Even with just that single mode active, Leon began to suppress Ottar, quickly gaining the upper hand.
This development sent shockwaves through the first-class adventurers of the Freya Familia.
They were all aware of Leon's combat prowess and that he operated in various "modes" or states.
During his fight against Allen, Leon had activated two such states and, even then, had only managed a hard-earned victory.
Later, Ottar himself had revealed that Leon's strength had surged again—reaching the threshold of Level 7.
Yet even so, the overwhelming force Leon now displayed still exceeded what any of them had imagined.
And this was only one mode. Just one.
If Leon were to activate dual modes simultaneously... wouldn't that elevate him into the realm of Level 8 combat power?
"Freya-sama, you've seen it yourself now."
"Combined with the intel we received from the Guild, it's confirmed—Leon is completely immune to charm."
"That means your divine charm will be useless, Freya-sama."
"...So for the sake of our Familia's future, please don't act rashly." Hedin, standing at Freya's side, wore a stern expression as he offered his sincere warning.
Freya, however, merely smiled, her voice gentle.
"I'm not foolish. I wouldn't be so reckless."
***
New Book
Fairy Tail: Anime Character Gacha
With a sudden stroke of luck, Takeshi stumbles into the world of Fairy Tail, activating a Gacha system.
With said system, he can get spins for completing quests. The higher the rank of the quest, the more spins he gets.
With those spins, he can draw for different characters from anime and even transform into them, thus being able to use their powers.
Yoriichi, Ace, Ulquiorra, Toji, Gojo, Whitebeard...
Thus, a Quest Maniac, who would grab any S or even SS-Class quest was born.
Through his unbelievable feats, he gained various titles such as Sword God, Flame Emperor, Black-winged Demon, Tyrant...