lerbook Chapter 513 Return to Orario
Chapter 513 Return to Orario
Chapter 513 Return to Orario
By plundering the island nation's resources, the craftsmen made some repairs to the Sky Battleship, increasing its speed, and returned to Orario in one go.
When this warship carrying heroes appeared on the Orario skyline, countless eyes were drawn to it, and the entire city fell into a deathly silence.
Immediately following was a roar of ecstasy.
"It's—it's a sky battleship!"
"They're back! They're back!"
"The heroes who vanquished the black dragon have returned!"
A tidal wave of cheers and shouts erupted, like a million thunderclaps exploding simultaneously, across streets, squares, rooftops, and windowsills—
Every corner where one could stand was filled with a surging crowd, all gazing up at the sky.
Demeter, Nyod, Ganesha, and other gods gazed upwards, their eyes brimming with barely suppressed excitement.
Gods like Loki and Freya, unable to contain their excitement, secretly slipped onto the sky warship and traveled north, where Roy took them to the island nation in the East for an adventure.
Only the gods Ganesha, who were extremely important to the city, dutifully remained.
"Mr. Roy!"
Eina stared blankly at the giant shadow, the scroll in her hand slipping to the ground without her noticing. She lightly covered her lips with her delicate hand, her lips trembling silently, tears of joy already blurring her emerald green eyes.
"Hmph, I'm going to settle accounts with those guys over the money they spent on this campaign!" Through the window of the guild headquarters, Royman saw the sky warships flying overhead, and his heart was bleeding with worry.
Underground prayer room.
"Uranus, they succeeded!" Fels exclaimed joyfully, looking at the old god on the prayer platform.
"I know!"
Uranus slowly opened his eyes. He had already sensed the return of Roy and the others, and a slight smile appeared on his stern face.
Fels took out the eye crystal and told his friends underground, "Reed, Rey, Gross—I have good news! Roy and the others are back!"
"Really? That's great!"
"So, the Black Dragon has been defeated?"
"Roy is amazing!"
The excited voices of the heretics emanated from within the eye, their joy evident in their dancing and gesturing, all delighted by Roy's survival and the slaying of the black dragon.
Uranus watched this scene, lost in thought.
The strongest monster born in the dungeon has been defeated, the Titan god has been devoured, and intelligent monsters have emerged—after thousands of years, the gods have finally reached this point, and the truth of the dungeon is about to be revealed.
Rumble! Rumble!!
Uranus keenly sensed the unusual activity emanating from the dungeon. Sure enough, she couldn't sit still any longer; it seemed the other party also realized that the "Agreed Day" was approaching.
"The fate of the underworld, the atonement of the gods, the wrath of Mother Earth—all are entrusted to you, children of the underworld!" Uranus murmured.
"Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh!"
"Our heroes, heroes of the world!"
"Orario—the city of heroes—welcomes you!"
As the skyship landed in the designated open space, Roy and the others disembarked. The roar of the crowd coalesced into a torrent that shook the earth, soaring into the sky as if to overturn the heavens.
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At first glance, the streets of Orario were deserted.
Countless people surrounded the sky warship, layer upon layer, with tens of thousands of arms waving wildly, throwing hats, scarves, and flowers into the air.
Scalding tears, mingled with ecstatic smiles, streamed freely down every upturned face.
The vast city descended into utter revelry.
From a thousand years ago, they carried countless tears and hopes. After the complete annihilation of Zeus and Hera's kin, they fell into an abyss of despair. Everyone was waiting for the black dragon to break the seal and for the moment of destruction to arrive. But today, it's all over.
The dawn of justice has pierced the long night of despair!
Roy leading the Astrea Familia, Finn leading the Loki Familia, and Ota leading the Freya Familia—walking down the street drew cheers from countless people, and the streets were packed with crowds.
The gods gave them approving glances, adventurers expressed their envy, and the people showered them with flowers and respect.
A wave of revelry swept through Orario, with similar scenes appearing in every corner, and Roy's location undoubtedly becoming the most fervent center.
"Lord Roy, please accept my love!"
"I want to join the Astrea Familia too!"
"Are you aiming to join the familia? I'm too embarrassed to point it out, but you're lusting after Lord Roy!"
Elves, Amazons, demi-humans—from different races, countless young girls in love, passionate ladies, and even shy young women, holding carefully selected bouquets of beautiful flowers that exuded the enchanting fragrance of morning dew, flocked to Roy from all directions. Their eyes shone with fervent light, their cheeks flushed with excitement, and they called out Roy's name.
"That's so enviable."
"Roy is so popular."
"Of course! He's the hero who vanquished the Black Dragon!"
The male adventurers and even the gods around them were green with envy. They would have paid any price to have so many girls pursuing them.
Roy was already the number one rich, handsome, and high-potential guy in Orario, and after defeating the Black Dragon, he reached his peak, a level that no one could match.
Princesses and nobles from various countries flocked to Orario's Star Garden with marriage proposals like snowflakes.
But getting close to the dragon-slaying hero was no easy feat. Before the surging waves could even reach Roy, they were stopped by the girls of the Astrea Familia.
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"Everyone back off! Don't come near the commander!"
Tiony, like an enraged female leopard, glared at the woman trying to approach Roy; her wheat-colored skin, illuminated by the lamplight, exuded a wild aura.
Tiony, Lily, Daphne, and the others exchanged glances and tacitly formed an impenetrable line to stop the women, all sharing the same thought: they absolutely could not allow any more opponents to emerge.
Until nightfall.
The revelry is far from over.
In the square, in the taverns, and around the open-air tables—everywhere you look, there are figures celebrating with abandon.
The strong aroma of alcohol and food, the steaming sweat, and the sweltering breaths of the crowd filled the air, creating a unique atmosphere of victory.
Adventurers gulped down strong liquor, letting the liquid flow freely down their bulging muscles; passionate Amazonian maidens twirled and danced, their skirts billowing like blooming flowers; white-haired old men sipped their drinks with tears in their cloudy eyes, no longer needing to worry about their descendants.
Laughter, singing, clinking glasses, cheers, and incoherent shouts of excitement echoed repeatedly in the brightly lit city, as if trying to wash away all the gloom, fear, and despair of the past.
The entrance to the "Abundant Mistress" tavern.
"Kids, eat as much as you want, it's free today!" Mia went all out, grabbing a large ladle and cooking up a series of delicious dishes.
"Miya's mom is so generous!"
The adventurers were thrilled.
Not only Mia, but almost every tavern and restaurant in the city was offering free buffets to celebrate the unparalleled victory in defeating the Black Dragon.
Meanwhile, the girls of Roy and Astrea's clan were at a lavish feast hosted by the gods, where delicious wines and food were laid out in abundance, and couples danced gracefully around the brightly lit hall.
But Roy was temporarily held back by a pig.
"Roy, you bastard, did you already know how much damage that wrecked ship would do before you pushed it onto us?" Royman followed closely behind Roy.
"cough!"
Roy sipped his light beer slowly, cleared his throat, and said calmly, "President Royman, what are you saying? I don't understand!"
"You still dare to play dumb? I'll fight you to the death!" Royman roared in fury. The blueprints were all provided by Roy; how could the other party not know?
"President Royman, we're having a celebration banquet right now, so please don't bring up such things."
"The president is drunk, let's take him home to rest!"
The crowd tried to drag Royman away by force, otherwise Roy kicking him to death would be a minor matter, but they wouldn't be happy if the celebration banquet was ruined.
Roy was all smiles.
As the saying goes, "When the cannons roar, gold pours in!"
Roy was fully aware of the consumption of the Sky Battleship. The construction was not yet complete. Driving it, firing the turrets, and launching the main guns—it consumed billions, even tens of billions, of magic stones per minute. Without guild support, who would dare to play with such a thing?
"Hey, there's one more thing, that damn witch—" Royman said, struggling against the crowd's attempts to pull him away.
"Guild Master, she's a member of the Astrea Familia now. Are you insulting one of my members?" Roy interrupted, his deep eyes utterly unmoved.
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Royman felt a chill run down his spine. This was the oppressive aura of a Level 9 adventurer. Roy was even more powerful and insane than that madwoman (the Empress) from back then. He gritted his teeth and said, "No matter what you say, the people of Orario don't welcome her. Make her change her name!"
That was the real reason Royman came to see Roy.
As long as the Black Dragon can be defeated, the consumption of the Sky Battleship is not a concern. The problem is the future—Alphia, who joined the Astrea Familia, is now openly living in Orario, a former "thug" who caused great damage to the city, showing contempt for the guild and the major families.
"Change your name —"
Roy murmured, similar to Ryu in the original timeline. After her identity was exposed, in order to join the Hestia Familia, she changed her surname to "Asteria" when registering as an adventurer with the guild. Although everyone knew who she was, she had to put on an act.
"President, I have no interest in letting her live that kind of secretive life," Roy refused.
"Don't go too far!"
"You underestimate the achievements she made."
"You'll regret this—let me go! I'm the ruler of Orario, the guild master!"
Royman was dragged out, his eyes wide with anger, staring intently at Roy. It was just a name change; this was already their bottom line.
Goodbye, President!
Roy waved to the "Guild Pig," stood up, and raised his glass high to everyone. "Gentlemen, let's enjoy this wonderful evening!"
"Ohhhhhhh!"
Ryu, Astraea, Artemis, Loki, Finn, Riveria, Hestia, and others raised their glasses in response to Roy.
Then, Roy approached Alphia, saying, "As a new member of the Familia, you should make your debut before everyone."
"you?!"
Alfia stared at Roy. Others might not have heard it, but she had heard Roy and the pig's conversation clearly. Although she didn't want to admit it, the other party's proposal could indeed minimize the impact.
Roy held Alphia's small hand. "Other families can do this, but we can't."
"I see!"
The intelligent Alphia quickly understood Roy's meaning: they could not do anything that would damage the reputation of the Astrea Familia's justice.
Through the Black Dragon War broadcast by the Divine Mirror, people all over the world know that she is still alive.
Instead of covering this up and letting others gossip, it's better to stand up openly and honestly and show the world whether justice has been tainted by a witch or the witch has been redeemed by justice. Let the world see and shut up.
"This is Alphia, a former member of the Hera Familia, a LV.9 adventurer, and from now on a member of the Astrea Familia. Please take good care of her!" Roy took Alphia's small hand and led her to the front of the stage.
"!!!"
These words were like throwing boiling oil into a raging fire!
Countless eyes focused on them, and in that instant, the noise subsided, instantly drowning out the surrounding clamor, creating a silence that was frightening.
Even the gods could not have foreseen this.
"As expected of Roy, he's really bold." Hermes secretly wiped away a cold sweat. Many of the people who experienced the great struggle back then still live in the city. If things go wrong, the reputation of the Astrea Spring Clan might plummet.
"If Astraea isn't afraid, what are you chickening out for? I almost forgot, you're already Astraea's subordinate god. The emperor isn't worried, but the eunuch is, hahaha!" Loki casually put his arm around Hermes.
Hearing Loki's description, Hermes smiled wryly.
Astraea smiled. Compared to letting the children of her clan live in the sunlight again, the damage to her own reputation was nothing.
"Alphia — this word —"
"It's the 'Silence' of the Hera Familia!"
"She assisted the dark factions back then, and many of my friends died because of it. Why has she come back?"
"But she also helped the allied forces defeat the Black Dragon."
Can merits and mistakes offset each other?
As expected, Alphia's presence ignited the entire venue, quickly spreading and the debate among the gods and adventurers never ceased.
The music was melodious, like a clear spring under the moon, entwined with the whispers of the night wind, carving out a space of tranquility and splendor amidst the clamor of revelry.
Roy and Alphia seemed oblivious to their surroundings, their eyes fixed solely on each other.
The next moment, Roy's large hand gently supported Alphia's slender waist. Alphia's small, sculpted hands rested on his broad shoulders.
The music suddenly became tender and rhythmic.
Roy led the way, his steps steady and powerful.
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Alphia then spun around, her movements fluid, her signature long, grey-silver hair flying wildly, fluttering and swirling around her breathtaking profile.
Neither of them had formal dance training, yet, relying on their LV.9 agility and mental strength, they forcibly replicated the movements of others, even surpassing them in perfection. Their fluid advances and retreats, turns and gazes—every movement was filled with an indescribable tacit understanding and tension.
The entire dance floor fell silent!
The lights flowed and danced over them, and the music seemed to play only for their footsteps.
They smiled at each other, their unspoken understanding flowing freely. Their dance steps were natural, harmonious, and graceful. Alphia, with her flowing silver hair, was like the moon goddess descended to earth, ethereal and breathtakingly beautiful; Roy, on the other hand, was her guardian king of the night, calm and powerful, his brilliance restrained. Together, they created an eternally beautiful scene that transcended time and froze the clamor of the world!