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"!"

Mia stopped digging, and Freya opened her alluring red lips, which were enough to swallow everything.

"Can...you still stand up?!"

Chardo braced himself against the ground with both hands and slowly sat up, leaning against the rocks. He caught his breath and chuckled awkwardly, "You must have made a mistake. I just lost, I wasn't killed."

As he spoke, he pulled a test tube filled with orange juice from the secret inner pocket of his pants, tilted his head back, and gulped it down.

The tearing curse on his body was lifted, and his injuries visibly improved.

He tossed the test tube aside with a flourish and let out a long sigh of relief. Looking up, he met the wary, guarded gazes of Mia and Freya.

"you……"

"What?" Chardo smiled slightly. "Is it strange? Are you the only ones allowed to use the panacea? Can't I have some supplies?"

An astonishing truth was laid bare before one man and one god.

A group of people surrounded and attacked, but they couldn't even take down one of the enemy's medicine bottles.

Mia was taken aback for a moment, then complained, "What I find strange is that even after fighting to this extent, the potions on your body haven't been damaged?"

"Ahem, Mia, has anyone ever told you that you're not very good at chatting?"

Mia ignored Chardo, who was awkwardly picking his toes: "So, are we still going to fight?"

"No, thank you." Chardo patted his behind and stood up.

Freya's expression was complicated: "You really were acting... What's your purpose? Where are you planning to go next? What are you going to do?"

“What for, I don’t know.” Chardo turned his back. “But one thing I’m sure of.”

As he spoke, he looked up at the cunning moonlight that pierced through the rain and clouds, and said loudly:

"If Orario repeats the same mistakes and stagnates, I will appear before you again and crush you under my feet. Next time... it won't end as easily as today."

Mia, Freya: "...Is this your purpose?"

To become the cornerstone of a new era, just like the heroes and empresses of the past.

“I suppose so.” Chardo turned his head and stared at Freya. “Tell that wild boar brat not to be satisfied with this. Keep moving forward, toward the peak, and there are even higher peaks to climb!”

"Ha, knowing I'm still alive will humiliate him again. Hahaha, it doesn't matter. Let him struggle in endless humiliation and mire, and then, one day, he'll defeat me alone!"

Chardo's figure disappeared into the dark night along with his laughter.

He was... pitiful.

The great struggle that had been launched into everything ended in such a farcical manner. He himself had once again been mocked and crushed by the retinues of those two gods.

The remaining clansmen and deities exchanged a silent glance.

"Should we still dig up the grave?"

"Dig it up!" Freya gritted her teeth. "Write the most awful eulogy on his tombstone! A tribute to this perpetually gluttonous glutton!"

However, Mia also clearly recognized the so-called strongest power.

"Is this... level 8?" She glanced at Freya: "After this is over, upgrade me."

Freya exclaimed in surprise, "You changed your mind?"

Mia shovel dug into the ground and muffled her voice: "No... I just don't want anyone interfering with my shop! Anyone who dares to cause trouble, whether they're level 7 or level 8, I want to beat them to a pulp!"

"..."

……

The rain stopped late at night.

The ground battle has now officially ended.

The disheveled adventurers dragged the corpses of their companions and the wailing wounded back to camp.

Asifi and Raul were respectively responsible for preventing the cleanup and tallying the final number of casualties in this war.

"Get out of the way!"

Outside the makeshift medical facility, Ryu pushed aside the adventurers blocking her way, carrying Lyra, who was dripping blood, and Kaguya, who had lost half an arm...

During their battle against Zagnat on the 18th floor, they were exhausted but still suffered heavy losses. They never expected that the monster not only had claws that could ignore all attacks, but could also reflect magic, causing serious injuries to several of their companions.

Fortunately, none of them are in immediate danger of death.

After a brief emergency treatment using Noah's healing abilities, the few people in the best condition carried the seriously injured back to the ground as quickly as possible.

Unfortunately, Orario currently has no additional treatment options.

Seeing the current situation, Liu was so anxious that he broke out in a cold sweat.

Leila has lost too much blood and has fallen into a coma. If the bleeding is not stopped and she is not treated soon, she may not make it through the night.

Just when they were in despair.

"Treat them first, I'm fine now." On the bed, Finn, pale-faced, looked up at the therapist beside him.

"But... [Hero], the city still needs you to take charge."

"It's alright... I'm fine now. Don't let the heroes down. I didn't die at the hands of the dark faction, but I died at the gate of the medical clinic."

Chapter 235 Finn: Hmm?

Finn was only recently brought to the door of the treatment center. The last thing he remembered was Chardo smashing the steel bowl that hit the ground.

He rubbed his temples in distress.

Despite the ferocious nature of the [Ferocious Demon Gun], his judgment was still clouded, causing him to retreat in a sorry state from the very beginning.

First, they watched as the Astrea Familia escorted the wounded to the emergency room.

Sitting on a rock outside the tent, Finn inquired about Ryu, who was waiting for the treatment results beside him.

"Your appearance on the surface means the battle underground is over, right? What was the outcome?"

Liu paused for a moment, then briefly described the battle situation:

"...The greatest evil has been successfully defeated, and Alfia is terminally ill, but she was rescued by the Joker in the end and did not live to see her end."

Finn breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good. If they could push Alfia to that point, even if they didn't kill her, she wouldn't have many days left to live. It's just that Joker..."

"Can she use all the magic she's ever seen? A second Alphia... What a troublesome enemy. After this, she should be level 5 by now."

Finn coughed, spitting out a mouthful of bloody foam, feeling agitated.

Forcibly suppressing his injuries, Finn looked up and asked, "So, what's the situation on the ground?"

"The ground battle is over too, the Dark Faction has been defeated." Ryu gave a strange look.

"Really? That's great." Finn breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time...

"Commander!" Raul came running over, panting. "I heard you were injured. Is it serious?"

"Ahem, it's nothing..." Finn chuckled lightly. "Raul, you did a good job this time. Looks like nothing went wrong."

Raul muttered to himself.

How could it not be good?

The enemy general led his main force to a massacre, and then used the high temperature of the explosives to create artificial rain, hindering the enemy's self-destruction.

Most importantly, you even convinced the enemy's ace to play along with you in a huge show. Wasn't all of this part of your plan?

I'm just a figurehead; at best, I'm just a messenger.

On the surface, Raul nodded respectfully:

"Thanks to the valiant figure of our captain, who led the adventurers to defeat the red dragon, our casualties would have been incalculable. At least, Senior Noyar and the others had already decided to sacrifice themselves."

“Oh…” Finn nodded, then paused for a moment, blinked, and suddenly looked up at Raul:

"What red dragon? What do you mean by leading adventurers in a counterattack?"

Raul was also confused: "Commander? You got confused by the Red Dragon's bombardment?"

After planning the whole thing and reaping all the fame and fortune, why are you now feeling shy?

Finn rubbed his temples, suddenly feeling a sharp pain in his thumb again. "No... wait. Raul... tell me everything from the beginning. Wasn't I fighting against Chardor with Freya's Familia?"

Raul thought Finn wanted to hear someone boast about his great achievements again, so he exaggerated:

"You persuaded... oh no, I mean you cleverly escaped from Chardor's capital, exploiting the intelligence gap and uniting with the 'heretics' to successfully launch a heroic counterattack. Everyone knows of you clad in the Finana Knight armor, banner flying high, riding a bear across the battlefield."

"Right now, the song 'Heroic Resurrection' is being sung throughout Orario, and many adventurers from Palum want to join Commander Finn's ranks and become members of the 'Knights of Finana.'"

After listening to Raul's account.

Finn was so surprised he couldn't close his mouth.

"No..., I..."

I was seriously injured in that battle, so how did I suddenly become Finana and lead the city's resistance to victory?

He was about to explain himself, but when he opened his mouth, the words of explanation stuck in his throat.

What was he going to say?

Wasn't it me who was waving the Finana flag?

How could the Palum clan, who had finally mustered the courage and hope for revival, fall once again?

Or should we just admit it and let the mastermind behind it laugh?

This damned conspiracy!

Finn bit down hard on his thumb, which was throbbing with pain, and just then...

"Finn—you son of a bitch!" An angry roar came from the other side of the street.

Allen, with one foot wrapped in heavy bandages and leaning on a cane, came running towards them in a fit of rage.

He grabbed Finn by the collar and pulled him off the ground: