The Fukaros Familia, starting from DanMachi.

Chapter 141 Precognitive Dreams

"Daphne————"

"Cassandra?"

On the city walls, where torches were replaced by magic stone lamps and a hazy light emanated, Cassandra called out Daphne's name in a trembling voice.

The light illuminated her pale profile. The long-haired girl hugged herself tightly and said, "No—we have to get out of here."

"Huh?" Daphne gave her a complicated look that seemed to say, "What nonsense are you talking about?" and "Spare me."

"The castle, the castle will be destroyed—"

Upon hearing Cassandra's nonsensical words, Daphne looked extremely annoyed.

"Are you dreaming again? Things have come to this point, how could you possibly run away? Can you please stop planting flags for everyone like this?"

"Please, please, this time you have to believe me—!"

Cassandra desperately tried to explain her utterly unbelievable "prophetic dream," her voice trembling with tears.

"What kind of outrageous dream did you have this time?"

Daphne sighed heavily, feeling utterly helpless with her best friend. "I've told you so many times, it's just a dream. Stop being so willful."

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No.

Cassandra grabbed Daphne's arm, her green eyes filled with terror. "I dreamt—I dreamt that the sun came down from the sky and set everything ablaze."

"I dreamt of bells tolling, echoing the end."

Cassandra's voice grew softer and softer, her body trembling like a leaf in the wind.

"Alright, alright."

Daphne reached out and patted Cassandra's back with a hint of helplessness, comforting her, "I know, I'll be careful. Now, go have a glass of warm milk, get some sleep, and stop overthinking. I have work to do, so I won't be able to stay with you tonight."

""

After saying that, Daphne turned and left.

Cassandra sighed deeply as she watched the girl walk away.

In the darkness, Fen Yu gazed at the silhouette of the ancient city standing on the plain in the distance and sighed softly.

"Sigh, I didn't want to be so high-profile, but why do people always have to force me to be?"

Tomorrow, he will bring an unprecedented shock to the entire Orario.

His initial development strategy of "developing stealthily and avoiding recklessness" will come to a complete end with tomorrow's sunrise.

Not only was Hermes, the god of amusement, pressuring him, but Apollo, the perverted peacock who suddenly appeared out of nowhere, was also pressuring him.

Since that's the case, then let's stop pretending and lay our cards on the table.

No more need for reservations, concealment, or reflection.

He wanted to make a huge scene and unleash his power to the fullest.

By this time, they had already set up tents and lit campfires on the plains far enough away from the ancient city.

Tifa was preparing a sumptuous dinner for everyone, and the aroma of the food wafted through the cold night air, bringing a touch of warmth and comfort.

"After tomorrow, everything will be different."

The robin came to Burning Feather's side and said softly.

Her lake-green eyes shone brightly in the firelight.

"yes."

Fenyu turned to look at his most reliable vice-captain, a gentle smile on his face. "Are you ready, Robin?"

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"certainly."

The robin gently covered its chest with its hand, its expression extremely serious. "From the moment you summoned me, I was ready. No matter what scenery lies ahead, I will accompany you to see it."

"good!"

Fen Yu's heart was ignited with pride. "Then let's go all out and officially announce our arrival to the world."

On the day of the long-awaited war game, the entire Orario was filled with extraordinary enthusiasm and excitement.

All the taverns opened early in the morning, and countless temporary vendors set up their stalls in every corner of the streets, with shouts of their wares rising and falling.

To this day, the countless parchment paintings that have added so much color to the road are all masterpieces that those smug gods have been promoting everywhere.

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The illustration features the gleaming sun emblem of the Apollo Familia on one side and the simple yet mysterious scales and teardrop emblem of the Fucarus Familia on the other.

On this special day, almost all adventurers take a day off, crowding into familiar taverns to prepare for this grand spectacle.

The workers and ordinary citizens who had finally managed to get time off arrived early at the main road or central square, eagerly anticipating the exciting moment.

"Ah—! Uh—Good morning, everyone! I am Ibri Achar, a member of the Ganesha Familia responsible for broadcasting this war game live. I am known as the 'Talking Fire Magic', also called 'Flame Burst Flame.' Please take good care of me."

An extremely extravagant stage had been set up in the front courtyard of the guild headquarters without anyone knowing. A brown-skinned youth who called himself a live broadcaster held a large megaphone made of magic stone and shouted a loud opening speech to the dark crowd below.

"And, we are honored to have our special guest commentator, our great God Ganesha. Ganesha, please say a few words to everyone."

Ibrahim handed another large megaphone to his side.

I am Ganesha!

The god Ganesha, wearing a giant elephant-head mask, roared with all his might into the loudspeaker.

"Okay, thank you, God Ganesha!"

Ibrahim excitedly put away the megaphone, as if he had heard some profound truth.

The audience below also cheered loudly and enthusiastically.

War games that involve businessmen and others to liven up the urban atmosphere are essentially a form of entertainment.

Residents from other regions often make a special trip to witness this battle, and of course, an admission fee is charged accordingly.

The guild can also use this event to showcase Orario's strength to the world; it can be seen as a show of force.

In addition, it can attract talented and promising young people, encouraging them to enter the city with the dream of "I also want to become an adventurer".

But most importantly, war games are also a form of ultimate entertainment pursued by the gods.

"Oh, the atmosphere is finally getting warmed up."

Loki pressed his face against the window, looking down at the scene below, a wide grin spreading across his face.

The thirtieth floor of the white-walled, colossal Tower of Babel.

Most of the gods, who were more eager for the war game than anyone else, have come here.

The two chief gods who waged the proxy war, Fucarus and Apollo, were naturally also here waiting for the moment to begin.

Of course, in addition to these, some gods also choose to hang out with their children in taverns or watch the battle with their members at their clan headquarters.