The Fukaros Familia, starting from DanMachi.

Chapter 150 The Goddess's Judgment

"Um!

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Eina nodded vigorously, a radiant smile spreading across her face, her eyes sparkling with genuine joy and pride.

The other guild members around them also erupted in cheers and applause after a brief moment of shock.

Meanwhile, on a makeshift stage erected in front of the circular arena, a megaphone prop amplified the announcer's voice throughout Orario.

"Battle over~~~~"

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"This is truly—truly stealing the show from the giant slayer [Loki's Familia]! An unprecedented upset!!"

The ultimate victor of this war game is—the [Fukaros Familia].

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On the stage, the chief god Ganesha struck a majestic and imposing pose for some reason, while the announcer Ibrahim leaned forward, his face flushed, shouting and yelling at a huge amplifying magic device.

His words, amplified, engulfed the audience and buildings in the square like a raging storm.

"Yay!"

In the fifth district, in a tavern crowded with gods, a few gods who had bet on the Fukaros Familia suddenly stood up, raised their wine cups high, and cheered in victory.

"Damn it!!"

Meanwhile, the majority of adventurers—almost 90% of the entire group—let out desperate cries.

Their faces were ashen, and with trembling hands they tore up the gambling ticket that read "Apollo's Kinship," throwing it above their heads. Countless scraps of paper fluttered down like snowflakes, filling the air with an aura of bankruptcy.

"Oh my god! We won!!"

Kashima Sakura roared to the sky, venting her ecstatic joy with all her might.

Fenyu won, and the Fukaros Familia won. This means that all their investment will yield a return of twenty-five times. With this money, the Familia's life will be greatly improved, and they will be able to send more money back to their homeland in the Far East.

Thinking of this, even a tough guy like Sakura couldn't help but tremble with excitement.

"Hmph, luckily you didn't disappoint me, otherwise I would have beaten you up if I had lost money."

Bert snorted coldly, snatched his share of farri from the tearful dealer behind the bar, and turned to leave the tavern.

Judging from his murderous look, his destination was clearly the underground city.

"Yay!!!"

Anya, Chloe, and Lunova, the three cat-humans, excitedly high-fived the human shop assistant girl.

The other staff members in the kitchen also held hands, sharing in the joy.

Hill smiled gently. Although it was all within her expectations, she thought, "Well, I've really hit the jackpot" for witnessing this moment.

Liu remained expressionless, but upon closer inspection, one could see a softening in her emerald eyes.

Looking at the figures standing side by side in the mirror, she couldn't help but think of her former companions and the days when she lived as a member of the "Justice" clan.

Although the Fukaros Familia is different from the Astrea Familia, the boy named Fenyu is also completely different from Alisha.

"Damn it, I lost the bet! Sister Hill, get me some more wine!"

The adventurers, sighing and lamenting, began to use alcohol to escape the harsh reality.

"OK--!"

The tavern girl answered happily, making "pat-pat" footsteps as she bustled around the shop.

For them, the more customers who lose their bets, the higher their beverage sales will be that night.

"Yay! Brother Fenyu won!"

In the Twilight Palace, Tiona jumped up excitedly and cheered.

"Um----"

Ais stared at the white figure in the mirror as always, and softly hummed in agreement.

Then, she turned to the elven girl beside her, who was also cheering and blushing, and extended an invitation.

"Lefia, shall we go to the dungeon?"

"?" Lefia was taken aback at first, then immediately nodded excitedly, "Go, I'll go."

Although she had no idea why she should go to the dungeon at this time, Lefia simply couldn't refuse Ais's invitation.

"Going to the dungeon? I want to go too, I want to go too!"

Tiona immediately raised her hand, indicating that she wanted to join in.

"This is really—"

Standing by the window, watching Ais and the other two excitedly leave headquarters for the dungeon, Finn showed a hint of helplessness.

However, even he couldn't help but feel an urge to go into the dungeon after watching the entire war game.

Even as a "hero," he clearly felt the urgency of being chased from behind.

However, the three giants have been at a bottleneck for too many years, and simply going to the dungeon to train and kill monsters can no longer bring much growth.

Perhaps it's time to consider something deeper.

The tolling of the bell signaling the end of the war game was like a clarion call to begin a celebration, instantly plunging the entire city of Orario into a festive frenzy.

The top floor of the Tower of Babel, where all the gods gathered, was in an uproar that never subsided.

The gods, in small groups, were busy giving their own assessments of this earth-shattering war game.

"Hahaha, that Apollo guy has really made a fool of himself this time."

"Who can argue with that? The money I won from betting on him is enough for me to drink good wine for a month."

"But speaking of which, that kid from the Fukaros family named Fenyu is really a monster—"

"What—this is impossible—it shouldn't be like this!"

Amidst the cacophony of schadenfreude and astonishment in the background, only Apollo stood there, pale-faced and frozen in place.

The ruins razed to the ground in the "mirror," and his children lying scattered and all wiped out—none of this allowed him to escape reality.

He instinctively took two, three steps back, and the laurel crown atop his head, symbolizing the sun and glory, snapped shut with a "thud."

The sound fell to the ground and rolled to one side.

"Apollo".

A gentle, smiling voice sounded behind him.

"Eek, ee-hoo!?"

As if hearing a call from hell, Apollo was so frightened that his legs went weak and he plopped down on the cold floor, completely losing his composure.

With an elegant smile, Fucarus slowly approached the distraught Apollo.

"You should be prepared to face trial, shouldn't you?"

To Apollo at that moment, Fucarus's gentle smile was no less terrifying than that of the most monstrous demon.

"Wait, wait a minute, Fukaros!? I, I just did it on a whim! Yes, just on a whim."

Apollo stammered in his defense, trembling all over, tears of humiliation even welling in his eyes, "Because your child is so adorable, I couldn't help but want to play a joke on him—please, please have mercy, loving goddess, spare me."

"No, that won't work."

Fukalos's smile remained unchanged, but her heterochromatic eyes were devoid of any warmth.

"A bet is a bet, and that's the rule in the mortal realm. It's also the last vestige of dignity we gods must retain. You must accept the judgment you deserve."

She tilted her head slightly and asked in an innocent tone, "We agreed that if I win, you'll grant me any request, right—?"

Apollo, who never doubted his ability to win, did indeed boast before the gods.

The surrounding gods, like sharks that have smelled blood, gathered from all directions, forming a huge circle with great interest.

Within the circle, on one side is a person awaiting punishment, whose sins are about to be listed, and on the other side is a goddess of justice about to deliver a "divine judgment".

Looking at his colleagues who were genuinely ready to laugh at him, or even smirking maliciously, Apollo felt as if an invisible hand was gripping his throat, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.

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