The leader and captain of the Freyja Clan suddenly appeared in front of Reiger, locking eyes with him.
Seeing this, Reiger suddenly smiled.
"So, you are here, [Brave One]."
Reiger’s words made Ota squint his earth-red eyes.
"...It seems you knew I was here from the beginning."
Ota spoke in a deep voice.
"Did you really think you could keep it from everyone?" Reiger said, half-smiling: "The leader of the opposing faction has recently been wandering in the middle layers of the underground city, playing with monsters. Did you think we wouldn’t know about this?"
"...Indeed." Ota was silent for a while, then spoke flatly: "It’s too presumptuous of to think that your (Loki Clan) wouldn’t care about my whereabouts."
"However, don’t even think about passing through here."
The orc adventurer’s voice wasn’t loud, but the authority in his words echoed unshakably around them.
To this, Reiger responded like this.
"It doesn’t matter." Reiger said calmly: "I’m not interested in the Beauty God’s gas anyway, not to ntion the outco is already determined, whether I pass or not, it’s all the sa."
These words made Ota squint his eyes again.
"Have you even deciphered the will of our great goddess?"
The pressure in Ota’s voice intensified.
If it were soone else, facing such a pressure that seed capable of crushing rocks, even the most renowned first-rank adventurers in the city would involuntarily sweat.
But Reiger faced it head-on, remaining as calm as ever.
"Isn’t it just your goddess has used her ’eyes’ to take a fancy to so unfortunate soul’s spirit, and to make them grow stronger and emit more soul radiance, she deliberately arranged this trial for them?"
Reiger spoke nonchalantly.
"For that person, she even specially sent [White Demon Staff] and [Black Demon Demon Sword] to train them, and then had you go to the middle layer to choose a monster and bring it to the upper layers to beco their trial opponent."
"That’s why you were loitering in the middle layers, always playing with those monsters far weaker than you. Those two fiercest magic swordsn have also been spotted dragging a wounded person for treatnt frequently, right?"
"You all have it tough."
Reiger spoke with a sarcastic tone.
"Playing the house gas with a capricious main god is not pleasant, is it?"
Upon hearing this, Ota fell silent.
In the next mont, Ota grabbed the bag on his shoulder, tore off a piece of cloth, and pulled out a series of weapons.
"Swish!"
Ota stabbed the weapons into the ground one by one and picked up one of them.
"Let’s have a match."
Ota declared as such.
"You are also soone the goddess pays special attention to, let gauge your capability."
To these words, Reiger’s answer seed as if it had been decided from the start.
"Perfect."
Reiger gently unsheathed the crystal sword from his waist, pointing it diagonally at the ground.
"Speaking of which, there’s still a score I haven’t settled with you all."
Reiger referred to the past attack by the Freyja Clan in Orario and the grudge against [Goddess’s Chariot].
"Let collect so interest first."
Fighting spirit as fierce as a storm emanated from Reiger, whose eyes glimred with transparency.
"Very well."
Sensing that fighting spirit, Ota was both surprised and his battle intent was ignited.
Thus, an epic battle between the two strongest adventurers in Orario began.
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