Chapter 338

Chapter 341: Who’s Firing the Cannon? (Please Subscribe!)

The first to react in the group was Lulune.

“I remember who that person is!”

She, having identified the face of the one making inhuman movements from afar, wore a bone-chilling expression.

“Orivars Yact…a former member of the Dark Faction once wanted by the Guild. The bounty target known as the ‘White-haired Ghost’!”

The dog-person girl’s voice trembled with conviction as she jolted her comrades’ memories awake.

The Hermes Familia, being a faction renowned for its “helpfulness,” boasted intelligence-gathering skills that were top-notch among countless Familias.

Especially due to their faction’s nature and their deity’s temperament, even information deliberately concealed by the Guild was within their knowledge.

Collecting and reviewing various data and intelligence was always an unchanging task within the Familia.

And when Lulune began her active career as a new-generation adventurer just a few years ago, it coincided with the timing of the “Nightmare of the 27th Floor Incident,” which left an especially deep impression on her.

Upon seeing Orivars Yact’s face, the main instigator of that incident, Lulune immediately recalled him!

And after her reminder, everyone fell into chaos internally, frozen in place.

The elites of the Hermes Familia were mostly young adults with nearly a decade or more of adventuring experience.

How could they not know the full extent of Orivars’ heinous deeds?

“It’s impossible! How can a dead man be here!? In that incident, he was driven into a corner by the Familias involved in his extermination and was bitten in half by a monster…he should have definitely died!”

Asfi recounted the pitiful end of the individual named Orivars in one breath, as if trying to shake off her inner turmoil.

“…”

Izay stood amidst the commotion caused by the Hermes Familia, his expression becoming somewhat awkward. Unsure of how to respond.

He, already knowing the truth, wasn’t shocked by this at all. Given his time as an adventurer, not knowing such information and thus showing no reaction seemed quite normal?

However, frankly speaking, he could feel an atmosphere of discord between himself and his surroundings.

But this atmosphere didn’t last long…

“That’s right! I died. But after wandering through the edge of death, I’ve been resurrected!!”

Facing Asfi’s intel, Orivars proudly admitted it.

With a sneer, he widened his eyes as if to intimidate the adventurers before him who had lost their composure, unabashedly revealing the magic stone embedded in his chest.

It was no different from the magic stones of those man-eating flower monsters, a uniformly carved yellowish-brown magic stone was exposed.

“I’ve been granted a second life! No! It was ‘she’ who bestowed upon me rebirth!! I am a noble existence possessing both human and monster powers! Not on the same level as you wretches who can only rely on the ‘benevolence’ of the gods!”

The red light emitted by the Crystal Grand Pillar behind him illuminated an ominous distorted shadow.

And the gem-like fetus parasitic on it resonated as if responding to his words.

“BOOM～!!”

It seemed there was also a grand background sound…

“？？？”

Who’s firing the cannon?

Pretty much ignoring that two-bit character’s declaration, Izay turned his gaze towards the wall nearby — the location where the magical explosion occurred.

A werewolf emerged with two elves following, from the passageway previously traversed by Asfi and others, the very place Izay initially blasted open.

Having an existing path, they only needed to deal with some man-eating flowers along the way, reaching the Great Void at an astonishing speed.

“What’s going on?”

“Izay?”

“I see that guy Izay!”

First thing, compared to Bert who narrowed his eyes observing the situation inside the Great Void, Philais and Refia noticed the target of this operation instead.

Loki formed this trio specifically to support Izay and Ais.

Philais still held a short staff in her hand; the magic that caused the thunderous noise was cast by her.

As for Refia…her hands lacked neither a slim sword nor a staff, clearly adopting an “I want it all” attitude.

Wonder who she learned it from～

“…It’s the [Fierce Wolf]! From Loki Familia…”

“…E-enemy reinforcements?! ”

The arrival of the three elicited different reactions from both sides present in the Great Void.

The members of the Hermes Familia felt surprised and delighted, whereas the remnants of the Dark Faction were startled.

Originally, a single Level 5 [Silver Star] was almost enough to drive them into despair.

Now another equally Level 5 [Fierce Wolf] arrived.

Looks like apart from self-destruction, they had no other choice?

“Hey, Izay, what’s going on here? Why are you alone? Where’s Ais?”

Ignoring the gazes gathered on him, Bert quickly joined up with Izay, maintaining a calm tone while asking questions.

His composed demeanor greatly astonished Philais beside him.

On the way here, she had a clear understanding of how foul-mouthed this werewolf could be.

Yet, there was actually a time when he restrained himself!?

It utterly stunned Philais for an entire year!

To be fair, currently, the one who got along best with this werewolf in Loki Familia was Izay.

Not for any particular reason, just think about it carefully.

Bert chose a rather peculiar method to motivate those weaker than him, so only those equal to or stronger than him had the qualification to communicate normally with him.

Though the officers of Loki Familia were all top-notch, aside from Bert himself, Amazon sisters Tiona and Tione, and Ais were all girls. What common language could they share with him?

Would it make sense to approach them just to get mocked by Tiona and Tione?

If it were Finn or Gress, it would turn into a senior-junior exchange. Not to mention the mom-san with her implicit nagging habit.

Moreover, Izay’s magical artifacts enhanced his strength, enchantments fortified his gear, and his everyday approachability was commendable, save for the occasional teasing glances that made Bert slightly uncomfortable.

But over time, it was only natural that Bert and Izay became friends.

“That white-haired man…the beast tamer of the man-eating flowers, claiming to be a noble existence possessing both human and monster powers. Just look at the magic stone on his chest. Those around him should be the remnants of the Dark Faction.”

“As for Ais, don’t worry about her. She’s probably having fun beating up another beast tamer.”

In concise words, Izay explained the situation to the newly arrived trio.

At the end of his explanation, Philais, following the description and looking towards the enemy, stood dumbfounded, radiating an extraordinary aura.

Her usually calm crimson eyes were, for the first time, filled with unprecedented chaos.

Surprise, confusion, hatred, anger—all sorts of negative emotions mixed together, causing the elf girl to stand rooted to the spot, wearing an expression akin to facing a nightmare.

“It’s happened…”