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I know that I'm Bell Cranel from the Hestia Familia.

And not anybody else.

I won't be fooled anymore.

But...

What do I do now?

I can't risk meeting Lady Freya. She'll be able to tell that I've changed right away.

But even if Lady Freya's charm ability is what caused all of this weirdness in Orario...

Why exactly is Ms. Syr the only person who was wiped from everyone's memories?

An explosion? Was it somebody's magic?

Bell? Are you in there, Bell?

Bell! Thank heavens.

What's going on?

We're under attack.

Someone is trying to invade our sacred Fólkvangr.

And they're doing it alone.

A solo attack? On the Freya Familia?

What is going on? What was that explosion?

Vesta

Altar of the Sacred Flame

It's the Gale Wind! She can't escape! Capture her!

Looks like my hunch was right.

They really did bring me to the Freya Familia's home: the Fólkvangr!

All the guards here are tough!

Fellow Elf! How did you escape from the dungeon?

I need you to go incite some chaos upstairs.

Agree to that and I'll free you from this cell.

So I'm just supposed to agree without any questions?

Who even are you?

Please, Ryu.

I'm not even sure why I agreed.

I shouldn't just follow along without knowing her true intentions.

But I've seen those eyes. And I recognized that voice!

Let the light of stardust occupy me and strike my enemy...

Luminous Wind!

Anyways, you need to stay put right here.

I'm leaving some guards to protect you, so don't go anywhere!

Bell, you have to listen to Heith.

She's gotten fond of you and wants to keep you safe.

Yeah, especially since this attack might have something to do with the curse that was put on you.

Uh, right...

Hold on, are they trying to prevent me from coming into contact with the attacker?

Ms. Heith looked relieved when she saw I was still in the room.

Then, I'm guessing someone is here to try and rescue me.

But who...?

There was an explosion at our home?

Y-yes. Apparently, it wasn't an outside attack, but magic that came from the inside.

Was it the Gale Wind?

Tsk! What the hell are that dumb-ass boar and Elf even doing?

W-we have a problem, Master Allen!

Huh? What is it now?

O-our honorable patron waiting at the Tower of Babel...

she's gone missing!

We're going back!

Delivery complete!

And just like Master Hermes ordered, we made sure to light the fireplace, too.

Good work.

Even though the Guild specifically requested it,

I still can't believe Master Hermes agreed to undertake social work like this.

Plus making us deliver it in a specific order that he mapped out.

Such a pain in the butt.

But this firewood...

kinda smells like blood, don't it?

What's the deal?

Maybe a murderer used it to beat somebody to death.

Oh yeah! Then all the evidence would go up in flames!

Quit being dumb and let's go.

Ms. Horn...

How much have you figured out?

That I'm Bell Cranel from the Hestia Familia.

Not the Freya Familia.

Okay, and how far have you caught on?

Huh?

C-caught on to what?

The fact that everyone is Orario is mesmerized? Or do you mean...

Scum.

You're scum.

Scum, scum, scum, scum.

Scum, scum, scum! SCUM!

After causing her so much pain and confusion, how can you still be so oblivious?

You're the scummiest of scumbags!

Wait, huh?

Do you enjoy being denser than a pile of bricks?

You're just a damn wolf pretending to be a sheep!

A monster who conflates being crass with being sincere!

The literal dregs of society!

You original-sin loving maggot who only seduces older women!

Shame on you for tainting the most sublime of Goddesses with your carnal filth!

You bastard! You make me mad!

You make me SO mad!

Your stupid face, your pathetic voice,

and your kind heart that hurt my Goddess.

I can't stand ANY of it!

I should have killed you when I had the chance!

If only you had never come into the picture!

You're to blame! Any little thing that happens with you makes her happy!

And sad! And upset!

You have what it takes to be a great hero! So why the hell aren't you a great lover?

Just accept her feelings, dammit!

Then her efforts would at least be rewarded with something!

It's all your fault!

It's all your fault this happened to me... to her!

I hate you. I loathe you.

But at the same time our heart... wants you...

Cares about you...

Block off all the stairs!

Don't let the intruder get anywhere close to Lady Freya!

Yessir!

Have the guards upstairs come down, too!

We'll corner the attacker in the east wing!

Yessir!

Nothing I tried worked in the end...

All I wanted was for her to stay as the same sublime Goddess that she was.

I hated the idea of letting her sink to becoming a generic girl like me.

That's why I wanted to kill you. To stop her wish from coming true.

But...

I could hear it all along...

the sound of her sobs!

I've never heard anything like that coming from her before.

She's in pain! She's suffering!

And if this continues, then none of her efforts will ever pay off!

Open your eyes! And notice it already!

There's no point unless you figure it out for yourself!

It would be meaningless for a fake like me to explain it to you!

Please!

Realize the truth... Mr. Bell...

This girl will never become anyone.

I don't care if it's out of kindness. Or even just pity.

All I want is for you to accept my feelings.

There is no such girl among our ranks.

Ah, I really do adore you.

I adore you...

It's you... you're Ms. Syr...

And Lady Freya...

You're both Ms. Syr.

Take this.

Goddess Hestia's knife!

So, all this time, you've been...

Yes. This was always my plan.

Ms. Horn? What are you doing?

This is... the second time that I've betrayed my Goddess.

I mislead her and disobeyed her orders...

Involved myself with you...

So now I will pay for it... with my life...

There's still a chance you can be saved!

I'm going to get Ms. Heith!

You need to know her feelings... her heart's desire...

"O untouched stairs, O forbidden gate."

"On this fateful day, I reject the laws set forth by the divine."

"With hollow soul and shameful desire."

"Descend under thy true name that was traded away."

"Daughter of the Gods."

Vana Seith.

Ms. Syr?

It hurts so much.

I never wanted to know how this feels.

I can't bear it. Even though I cast myself aside...

It still hurts so much.

This isn't Ms. Horn speaking.

These are her words...

You were all I thought I needed in my life anymore.

But now... after hurting so many of the things precious to me...

My body feels numb.

Everything about Syr was supposed to be a lie!

It feels like I'm going insane!

This isn't at all what I truly wanted, okay?

My wish was...

Make it stop.

I don't want to lose my mind.

I don't want to be restrained.

Please, I'm begging you...

Save me! Mr. Bell!

I'll save you.

Even if it means... I end up hurting you again.

I'm going to save both of you!

Ottarl! Go and save Horn!

She can't just die like this and leave me forever. I won't stand for it!

But...

I don't care.

Dismiss all the other guards.

Yes ma'am.

Bell...

Thanks for waiting!

Three potato poppers!

Oh boy, I can't wait!

Me too! Me too!

Yay!

They're selling like hot cakes today.

But it's already time to close up shop, huh?

Hand over the girl. I won't bring her any harm.

The Goddess wants her alive.

Lady Freya does?

So, you've come, Bell.

Horn really overstepped her bounds.

And just when you were on the verge of accepting a life with me...

You were Ms. Syr all along, weren't you?

Yes, that's right.

But Syr doesn't actually exist as a person.

She's just a character I made up.

All the time I spent at the tavern proved to be quite fun.

Especially meeting you and Ryu.

But it was all just role playing. My idea of a good time.

Ms. Syr.

She doesn't exist!

Stop it.

No.

Ms. Syr.

If it was all just an act, then why did you cry that day?

Because it was part of the role.

Any girl dumped by the man she loved would feel the sa-

Don't lie.

Ms. Syr is a real part of you.

What I said to you that day actually hurt your feelings.

Any actor who is dedicated to their craft can become lost in their character at times.

I recall this little present of yours made Syr incredibly happy.

But I have no need for it.

I'm done playing pretend.

Syr is dead.

No, she's not! I heard Ms. Syr calling out for my help!

That was merely Horn's feelings getting in the way of mine.

Nothing more than emotional pollution caused by her magic.

Besides, what right do you have to help Syr?

You're the one who rejected her!

You broke her heart and now suddenly you decide to care?

That's right. It's my fault.

I hurt Ms. Syr. I hurt you!

I'm responsible for causing you that pain. For leaving you a wreck.

That's why I have to save you!

Do you even hear what you're saying?

Not even the Gods have that big of an ego!

You're seriously nothing but a hypocrite!

Well, I could say the same about your big ego!

Just look at Orario! You dragged everyone into this!

You can whine about it all you want, but Syr doesn't exist!

You literally poured your heart out to me that day! It can't be fake!

There's no way in hell I would believe that!

Ms. Syr isn't some made-up character!

And I won't let you stand here and tell me otherwise!

I don't give a damn about your pride!

Ms. Syr was truly in love with me!

I won't let anyone deny that! Not even you!

I can't stand this! You infuriate me!

I've never been this upset in my entire life!

You stand there and talk about saving me, but what can you even do?

As I'm sure you already know, Orario is in the palm of my hand.

The Hestia Familia. The Sword Princess.

One word from me and they'll all turn against you.

If I actually used every option at my disposal, your heart would shatter in an instant.

There's nothing you can do. At all.

It's impossible for you to save me.

Ow!

He's on fire?

His status that I overrode is being burned away?

It can't be!

M-my body is burning up! I feel so hot!

The ability of the sacred flame has been triggered.

What does that mean?

It's too late now.

Your charmed puppets may try as they like, but nothing can stop those flames from burning and spreading.

I already surmised that Hermes had left Hestia with a note of advice.

Which is why I ordered the Hermes Familia to take charge of distributing all the firewood in Orario this year.

What? But it was just plain firewood!

Exactly. The firewood has no special powers of its own.

However, all the wood that got delivered...

had been infused with ichor, Hestia's blood.

So hot!

My body is burning!

Mindlessly making a hearth was tough. Pretty solid work for little ol' me, huh?

All I did was stay focused on the task at hand.

Even though something felt off, I didn't harbor any real suspicions.

Which made it impossible for my memory to get reset.

The rest of the show is in your hands, Asfi.

I'm freezing!

It's cold up here! Way too cold, Asfi!

I know we can't let anybody see us, but I'm gonna freeze to death!

Please just calm down!

If you're so worried about the cold, then why wear those same skimpy clothes?

Aw, whatever! Have I mentioned how unprecedented it is for you and I to team up like this?

Whatever, indeed!

If Freya had turned all the residents of Orario into mindless puppets who merely followed her orders,

then we would have been powerless.

But it was impossible for her.

Orario is the capital of heroes.

And depriving this city of its meaning would mean dooming the entirety of the Lower World.

Because making puppets out of everyone would prevent any new heroes from being born.

In fact, since Freya is keen to elevate Bell Cranel to the status of hero,

she needed Orario to retain its function.

The strain of bending Orario to her will left cracks that allowed us to break through.

Huh? What are you talking about Ouranos?

What is about to happen?

You are about to witness the recreation of a temple in Heaven that belongs to a certain Goddess.

The Goddess of the altar who presides over the eternal sacred flame.

Her name is Hestia.

We're done putting up with your little tantrum now, Freya.

How does it look, Goddess Hestia?

Good. I'm mostly powerless down here in the Lower World,

but with an altar like this at my disposal, I can pull off a few tricks.

My ichor has been infused in all of the wood that's burning in the city's fireplaces.

They act as conduits.

So all those countless lights out there are like members of my Familia.

And thanks to them, I can now recreate my temple in Heaven.

I am the virginal Goddess.

I never yield to the influences of charm,

and I stand firmly opposed to thee.

Lustfulness is evil.

Chastity is good.

I shall now free this land of the binding hex cast upon it.

A cleansing of evil with the flames of purification.

Freya, distancing yourself from the Tower of Babel to keep Bell confined was a mistake.

Because now I'm free to use the very heart of this altar.

Let me show you... my undying flames.

Dios Aedes Vesta!

Way to go, Hestia.

What? What was that light?

Just surrender!

Cast your weapon aside and come quietly!

If pride is more important to you, then be crushed!

I remember everything now.

Bell was never a member of the Freya Familia!

No! No!

How could I have been so cold to Master Bell?

I'm so ashamed of myself!

Enough, you guys! Getting upset isn't going to change anything!

We gotta shake a leg, or that greedy Goddess will strip Bell down to nothing and eat him whole!

Let's go fetch our boy!

We're all in this Familia!

What the hell?

This is bullshit!

Those Freya Familia bastards! They think they can screw with us?

Goddess or not, she's gotta suffer for this!

I'm ready to bust some damn heads!

This is an outrage!

Lady Freya has to pay! And so do I, for all those awful things I said to poor Bell!

I'm seriously pissed off!

Screw those bastards!

You can't just treat us like toys!

The Freya Familia will pay!

Beeeeeeell!

Goddess...

I'm so sorry, Bell! I'm such a failure of a Goddess! I can't believe I had to treat you like that!

It's okay. Thank you, Goddess.

I love you! A whole bunch!

Me too!

A pseudo-recreation of your temple...

I didn't know you had such an ace up your sleeve.

Yep! That's right!

The jig is up.

I'm here to take MY Bell back now.

What's the next move, Freya?

No matter what you say, you've already lost.

You can't bamboozle Orario with your charm anymore.

And Bell isn't going to become your plaything.

So just give up and face the music!

Shucks, Lady Freya!

Ya screwed the pooch big time! Now get wrecked!

Why the hell do I gotta wag my tail for her with friggin' hearts in my eyes?

I've warned her time and time again not to use that damn charm!

That dipshit!

I'm more concerned about all this uproar. How do you think it's going to end?

Welp, it really grinds my gears.

But there's no way the Guild will approve of an all-out brawl that would upset the balance of Orario.

Which means nobody will get all their licks in even if they raise a fuss.

Right, but it's impossible for the adventurers to just swallow their rage without venting it somehow.

Then... there's only one way to settle this, ain't there?

Hestia.

I declare a War Game.

This secret sinks

Into the undulating water's surface

There was apparently enough room to notice

Though unable to express them clearly, my pure-white feelings

Once again become desires when called out

These eager emotions surge just like waves

Swelling up unknowingly with a gentle tingle

And after the wall dividing us crumbled, the words I understood

Simply float unsteadily in the sky

I want a love that grows bountiful even if it's empty

If this is a dream I might as well take the lies out, too

Even a life that cannot be stolen

Changes the heart by filling it a little

An innocent mist that's like a dizzy spell

Next time

War Game

The Great Faction Battle

Next time: "War Game."