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Nar's expression was somewhat numb at this moment. When he saw Ciel, his chaotic eyes darkened: "They're all dead, everyone is dead... Anila, Philvis..."

"Impossible! I definitely saved her!" Charles stared at Lyra in disbelief. "Where is Philvis? Where did she go?"

Lyra bit her lip lightly: "I know you might not be able to accept this, but we did see the child die at the hands of the 'Fairy Clone'."

As she spoke, she led Charles to a corpse.

The gruesome dismemberment was pieced together to resemble a black-haired elf. Ciel's eyelids twitched violently, and he gagged, turning away to dry heave.

As he looked down, his eyes flickered as he considered the current situation.

He was certain that Philvis was still by his side after he merged with the Alpha bloodline. Combining this with the "renewal medicine" he had previously dropped, Charles deduced that Philvis might have activated her clone magic under those extreme emotional conditions.

Although Charles allowed his own 'death' to further deepen Philweis' emotional rift, deliberately creating extreme emotions in Philweis, prompting her to develop the clone magic "Ansel".

Unlike Chloe's "phantom clones," Ansel is a physical clone, but at the cost of splitting his original abilities in two, creating two different versions of himself.

Originally, the magic "Ansel" was a product of his mental breakdown after he was turned into a monster and couldn't accept being defiled.

Ciel then attempted to force the manifestation of this magic by using Dionysus's backstab and his own death.

Although it seemed like a success, unexpectedly, Philweis would directly give away the clone that had been created.

The consequences and impact of the death of the clone on the original body are not explained even in the original work.

Will the effects of magic change depending on the process?

If Phileise is confirmed dead, will Dionysus find out?

Where is she herself?

……

Furthermore, what about Nar's resurrection? Did he replace Philvis as Dionysus's henchman?

Shouldn't he lack the qualifications to be "weird"?

Or is there some special requirement for this qualification that guarantees success as long as it is met?

What should I do with this information?

Charles pondered these things, muttering unconsciously to himself:

"If Finn could come to the 27th floor in person, that would be great."

"What!?" Nar looked up in astonishment.

“I mean, if Lord Finn had joined us in fighting the Dark Faction, we might not be dead,” Charles said regretfully.

Lyra grinned: "If it weren't for Lord Finn's foresight in launching a direct attack on the Dark Faction's stronghold and liberating the evil gods, we would have been wiped out in the battle against the Dark Faction."

“Finn…” A burning anger was slowly igniting in Nar’s cloudy eyes.

Why hasn't Finn arrived yet?

"Don't rush. Even if you, the hero, travel non-stop, it will take you a whole day to reach the 27th floor."

Lyra's explanation failed to reach Nar; he had only one thought in his mind...

Finn is using them!

Recalling the past, this terrible thought began to grow in Nar's mind.

The fact that Astraea's Familia arrived late proves that the ground forces are aware of their predicament. If Astraea could make it in time, why couldn't other ground support teams?

This only proves that their deaths were part of Finn's plan!

If they do not accept the commission jointly, as Finn suggested;

If Finn had come to the dungeon with Astraea, the battle against the "Fairy Clone" wouldn't have been so powerless.

If Finn had time to familiarize himself with the forces and return them all to the evil god, why didn't he rescue them immediately?

"If it weren't for Finn, everyone, Anila wouldn't have died..."

"If it weren't for Finn, I wouldn't have become this filthy..."

"If it weren't for Finn..."

A low, suppressed murmur permeated the air around the despairing Nar.

Even though he was passionate and fearless, he was also a capricious spirit. After being betrayed and experiencing life changes, an emotion called madness gradually took over his heart.

"It's all Finn's fault..."

Chapter 339 Valetta's Funeral

"Hey, what are you muttering about?!" Lyra seemed to have caught on to Nar's slanderous remarks about Finn.

She grabbed Nar by the collar: "That is the wisdom of the hero!"

“Stop, you brat.” Charles stopped Lyra and said calmly, “The truth is, we have become the victims of the victory that Finn laid the foundation for.”

Lyra glanced sideways and said, "The fact is, we won. The Dark Faction is doomed and will never be able to cause any more trouble."

This was undoubtedly a great victory. Countless dark factions perished in the mouths of demons, and evil gods were returned one after another.

It can be said to be the greatest victory since the Dark Ages.

but……

“You’re still the same old you, clueless, brat.” Charles narrowed his eyes. “As ‘victims,’ we have the right to complain and retaliate against the perpetrators.”

“We are not Finn’s property or subordinates. We are independent beings, entitled to decide for ourselves how to use our one and only life!”

Ciel looked at Nar: "We can use our own will to protect the descendants of our clan and fight for the future of the city, but that doesn't mean we can be fooled by Finn."

"What's the difference between his plan to decide our lives with just a few words and the wanton taking of innocent lives?"

Leila retorted angrily, "But that's for the greater good! This is the best strategy! Don't you understand the saying 'a merciful general cannot command an army'? Besides, aren't we here to support you?"

very good……

Charles was secretly pleased: "You said it yourself... When you become one of the sacrifices, don't complain about injustice."

I'll use the same words to shut you up.

Leila said confidently, "If it's for justice, we will naturally be ready to die, just like today! Cough..."

She couldn't help but cough up a mouthful of blood; her agitated emotions made the gauze on her waist appear even more crimson.

Ciel had dealt with this Palum quite a bit and knew that, being born in the "City of Sinners," her sense of right and wrong was somewhat abnormal.

Charles, realizing he wasn't exactly a saint himself, didn't continue the discussion about right and wrong with Lyra.

He has achieved his goal.

So he turned and left, using the pretext of 'searching for Philwiss', and followed the other survivors to search for her in various caves.

A moment later, in a passageway, he found the character "夏" (Xia) made of small stones. Around the stones, he discovered the emblem of a knight and a short blade.

Lily's here too?

Ciel didn't let Lily do anything, so it seems that only Alfia is left... Is she there?

The task Ciel gave Alfia was to use Rimuru to take advantage of the opportunity presented by the gods' return to devour some of them.

In terms of time, it's not impossible to reach the 27th floor in a short time by using a man-made maze.

Upon seeing the short blade, they learned that Philwiss had been taken away by Lily, and the search was thus abandoned.

About a day later, the floor was excavated, and the adventure team returned to Rivera along the original route.

……

Knossos, an artificial labyrinth.

"Between meetings" should now be called "between sacrifices".

In the center of a bright hall that could hold a hundred people, there was a huge stone coffin, on which was held a portrait of Valetta with a sinister grin.

On either side of the stone coffin stood the few remaining cadres of the secret faction...

“We gather here today to commemorate our good companion.” Haski held the scepter, her eyes lowered. “Her sacrifice deserves a full half-day of remembrance for all of Knossos.”

"Hmph, only half a day?" Wearing goggles and resting his feet on the stone coffin, Dix's eyes glowed red as he grinned coldly.

"Everyone says that we, the 'Daedalus lineage,' forge only 'flesh and blood' and 'bones,' but your values, Miss Sorcerer, are even more twisted than ours."

With his legs crossed and a look of impatience on his face, Jarrow curled his lip and said, "Valetta fell on the front lines. You guys who cower in your man-made mazes have no right to judge her."

"Hey, you didn't go either, did you?" Dix said, displeased.

"If you had informed me, I would have used my latest research to give those righteous bitches a surprise," Jaro sneered.

Dix clicked his tongue and then turned his attention to Tina: "Hey, doll, where are your people? Why didn't they go to provide support?"

Tina interlaced her fingers and chuckled softly, "Hmph, absurd and laughable."

Just as Hasqi was about to explain for Tina, the door to the conference hall was forcefully kicked open.

A pink-haired woman, her body covered in scratches from monsters and mottled with age, stumbled into the room…

When Valetta saw the sight before her, especially her own black and white portrait on the coffin, her already pale face turned a deep purple in an instant:

"What the hell are you doing...?"

"Oh my... a zombie?" Tina was slightly surprised. She secretly tore down the black and white portrait hanging on the coffin, revealing Olivas's face laughing heartily.

Haski frowned and hid behind Thanatos: "Hey, god, stop using your divine powers now. Using divine power recklessly in the mortal realm will get you banished."

"Hmph, utterly boring." Barka looked up at the sky, his dark circles seeming to deepen again. "Give me an explanation. How are you going to compensate me for the loss of half a day's work stoppage?"

Haski pointed to the portrait on the coffin: "Olivas... is his sacrifice not even worth half a day?"

“Well, even I know this isn’t the time for fighting,” Thanatos said with a smile.

“…” Barka remained silent.

"You guys, someone come and help me right now!" Valeta's forehead veins throbbed.

Did this group of people actually make their plan based on the premise that they would definitely "die"?