After all the highest combat powers of the enemy were completely defeated, it took the coalition led by [Loki Familia] three full days to complete the full cleanup of the [Knossos].

On the other side, the monsters led by the three Corrupted Spirit clones formed an uncontrollable torrent, surging from the underground to the surface. Countless Viola-like monsters spread like frenzied apostles, causing severe damage to the entire dungeon city.

Fortunately, the strongest faction, [Freya Familia], was on standby and launched a swift counterattack as soon as the spirit clones appeared, eliminating the three spirit clones with thunderous force and preventing a larger-scale disaster.

After that, with the two major Familias led by the forge god Hephaestus and the beauty goddess Ishtar at the core, all Familias united in the eradication battle against the Violas.

Added to that, the desperate support of the Njord Familia and Kali Familia, who rushed in from the port city of Melen, minimized the number of casualties.

However, even so, many streets and buildings in Orario still suffered severe damage.

The restoration work of Orario was quickly launched under the leadership of the Guild. The forging Familia [Goibniu], responsible for construction, cooperated with multiple Familias to rebuild the destroyed districts in the shortest time.

Thanks to their efforts, the dungeon city gradually restored its original appearance. After more than a month, the streets once buried in ruins once again flourished with their former prosperity.

Work to soothe the populace was also carried out day and night. The clash of magic between the [White Fairy's Magic Wand] at Lv.7 and the spirit clones, the firestorms and thunder seas grinding against each other; and the Lv.8 [King] charging through magical storms with his bare body to sever the head of a spirit clone, these battle scenes were too shocking, leaving the citizens deeply disturbed.

Even though the victors were the adventurers, these apocalyptic scenes were enough to provoke panic. Citizens began to doubt whether the city was still safe, and demanded a clear explanation from the Guild.

In the end, Guild Master Royman personally stepped forward to explain and conduct "information manipulation."

First of all, no mention was made of the Evilus, the spirit clones, or the city destroyer Enyo, which were all highly sensitive matters. Thanatos's true identity was also hidden, simply described as "a certain evil god," thus downplaying the involvement of the Evilus.

At the same time, the Guild shifted much of the blame onto the god Ikelos, who was actually not much involved in the incident.

Ikelos was happy to comply. His intelligence had greatly assisted the Familias' alliance in battle, so his punishment of returning to the divine realm was reduced to exile.

By making a deal with the Guild, he agreed to take on part of the blame to help quell the panic of the citizens, and in exchange, he received many leniencies in sentencing.

Royman: "Due to [Ikelos Familia] secretly training many new types of monsters, the adventurers failed to respond effectively at the first moment, leading to this situation. Including the previous [Monsterphilia] incident, all of these have caused great unease to the public. I feel deeply sorry for this and wish to offer my sincere apologies."

Blaming everything on "abnormal circumstances" was the simplest and most effective solution.

Royman, known as [Guild's Pig], stood on the steps of the Guild headquarters, facing the gathered citizens, still calm and composed. Without a red face or a short breath, he weaved a string of lies into a reasonable explanation.

To Royman and the upper management of the Guild, "truth" must never be publicly announced, no matter what. On this point, even large Familias like Loki Familia and Freya Familia agreed.

Once news spreads that "the dungeon city experienced a crisis of destruction," it will undoubtedly cause a huge uproar outside.

Just like when Zeus and Hera's departure led to the rampant rise of Evilus and plunged the dungeon city into a decades-long "dark age," if Orario, the "center of the world", becomes turbulent again, the ripples of chaos will inevitably spread across the entire lower world.

Moreover, the word "Evilus" itself is a symbol of fear for the dungeon city, which only ended its chaotic era a few years ago. Many citizens still vividly remember the disordered state and fierce resistance of those years, so there was no need to cause unnecessary panic.

"The crisis is now over. Orario's peace remains unshakable in the future," Royman raised his head and announced firmly.

Facing his voice and gaze devoid of the slightest insincerity, even those who initially had doubts were convinced.

As for the god Dionysus, as Goddess Loki said, ("Let him be forgotten as an irrelevant little person.")

At first, many citizens who didn't know the true identity of the wine god, especially those who loved drinking, still missed Dionysus.

However, those memories were ultimately fleeting, like the lingering aroma of wine in a cup, gradually fading with time.

Dionysus, in the end, dissipated from Orario's memory like a speck of dust.

Lastly, it was the funeral for the dead.

Even though it was a great victory, such a large-scale war involved too many participants, so it was impossible to have no casualties.

Underground, there were adventurers who died bravely fighting the remnants of the Evilus. Their bodies were carefully brought back to the city, purified, and mourned by their companions.

Above ground, in the battle to protect the citizens, some adventurers, security officers, and volunteers fell. They died from attacks by the ferocious Viola monsters or the spirit clones, and a few innocent citizens were caught in the aftermath of the battle.

In addition, there were some members of the Dionysus Familia. Because they knew the wine god's secret, they were "eliminated," becoming nameless victims of divine conspiracies.

And there was one girl, her entire "past" was buried as a sacrifice, and from then on, she walked the world under a new identity.

Lefiya gently placed a pure white jasmine flower before her friend's tombstone, her fingertips lingering for a moment.

The girl gazed at the immaculate, inscription-less stone and softly said, "Filvis... will you still be watching me?"

———

"Sorry, I'm late," Along with the sound of the restaurant door being pushed open, a familiar yet unfamiliar figure appeared in everyone's sight.

In an instant, the entire restaurant fell into a strange silence, even the slightest whispers seemed to be swallowed up. Everyone stared in disbelief at the entrance.

"Lefi...ya...?", Ais softly called, but even now she couldn't believe what she was seeing.

Lefiya had cut her hair short.

All her peers had once envied Lefiya's beautiful long golden hair, and she must have secretly felt proud of it.

Even Ais, who didn't understand grooming or fashion, had often found her gaze drawn to that hair.

But now, the rich golden hair that used to be lightly tied with hair accessories was gone. In its place was a neat short haircut that couldn't cover the back of her neck, appearing crisp and resolute.

'Lefiya...'

Lefiya naturally walked toward the breakfast distribution area and received a tray filled with hot soup.

However, the Familia member responsible for distributing the meals was stunned for a moment upon seeing her. Their hand trembled, and the soup almost spilled. They hurriedly apologized, but Lefiya just gently smiled and said in a warm voice, "It's fine. Thank you for your hard work~"

She held the tray and walked to the table where Ais and the others were seated. The short hair lightly brushed against her neck, and Lefiya tucked a lock of it behind her ear before sitting next to Ais.

Facing the complex gazes from everyone, before they could speak, the girl softly said first, "I wanted to change my image... I'm sorry for making everyone worry before."

Without a doubt, Lefiya had once fallen deeply into grief over Filvis' departure. That feeling of losing a close friend was like a piece of her chest being ruthlessly dug out, no matter how she tried to fill it, it couldn't be mended.

However, the path of an adventurer is destined to be accompanied by partings and losses, this is an unavoidable fate.

Time is the best medicine. Day after day, the morning light dispelled the gloom in her heart, and the unwavering companionship and care of her friends made Lefiya realize, not only for herself, but also for Filvis and her companions, she had to pull herself together.

The girl decided to start anew with a different image.

The girl decided to begin anew with a different image.

Tiona: "I'm really so glad you're okay, Lefiya~"

The girl said this as she leaned in to hug Lefiya.

Alicia, on the other hand, appeared slightly more composed, "Lefiya, are you really alright... There's something... no, never mind."

She seemed to be weighing something in her mind, and swallowed her words just as they reached her lips.

Lefiya immediately said earnestly, "Please go ahead and instruct me, Alicia-oneesama."

Alicia thought for a moment, then finally leaned in close to Lefiya's ear and lowered her voice, "Like this, like this."

Lefiya's face instantly turned crimson, even the tips of her ears blushing faintly, "Ah, you mean that outfit is finished...?"

"Mhm, it's already done," Alicia spoke in a low voice, her tone laced with a bit of excitement and slight anticipation. After speaking, she stealthily glanced toward Riveria in the distance.

Riveria was seated on the other side of the dining hall, discussing something with Loki. Perhaps due to some sixth sense, she suddenly paused her conversation and glanced around.

Alicia immediately lowered her head and pretended as if nothing had happened.

"With Lady Riveria's tsundere personality, she won't accept it so easily," Alicia whispered.

Lefiya also lowered her voice, "Then, what should we do?"

Alicia lifted her head, a faint smile curling at her lips, "We'll just use that move."

Ais stood nearby, her sharp ears catching Alicia and Lefiya's whispering.

Though she didn't fully hear the details, bits and pieces of words floated through her mind, it seemed to be related to Riveria. When the two elves whispered, they would occasionally glance cautiously in Riveria's direction, clearly plotting something.

Little Ais tilted her head slightly, a hint of curiosity flashing in her golden eyes. She wanted to join in, even taking a step forward. However, a sudden premonition surged through her.

If she joined them, it would only be a matter of time before she bid farewell to her "copper belt". Ais' gaze drifted involuntarily to Riveria. She touched her slightly phantom-aching butt and decided to suppress her inner urge.

———

"Lady Riveria, please take a look at this~", Alicia's voice blew in like a gentle breeze from behind. Riveria stopped in her tracks and turned her head to look. However, before she could see clearly what was in Alicia's hands, a sense of unease welled up inexplicably in her chest.

"Don't tell me... it's clothes again...", Riveria recalled a previous incident.

It was before the battle in the [Knossos], when Alicia and Lefiya had suddenly taken out a "battle outfit" and handed it to her expectantly.

"Lady Riveria, we prepared this just for you!", Back then, Alicia's eyes sparkled as if she were presenting a treasure.

At first glance, that battle outfit evoked the image of a noble military officer: solemn, magnificent, a fusion of authority and aesthetic. A brown cape draped naturally, light yet not lacking in weight, adding a touch of composure to the overall look. The golden embroidery on the edge of the cape subtly hinted at luxury.

The lower half wasn't a skirt, but pants. Something Riveria rarely wore. The white fabric clung closely to Riveria's figure, perfectly outlining her tall and well-proportioned physique.

And the most eye-catching feature was the tailoring around the waist and hips. The lines of the pants seemed calculated with precision, accentuating her plump and full curves. With the silk belt and ornamental highlights, it stood out all the more.



Due to the overly extravagant design and excessively tight fit, Riveria had flatly refused to wear the outfit.

And yet now, Alicia and Lefiya had come running again, excitedly carrying a bunch of fabric in their arms, with gleaming eyes and joyful expressions. Riveria's heart skipped a beat.

Her eyes fell on the clothing in Alicia's hands, and for a moment, her entire body stiffened.

The upper half of the outfit had a striking silhouette, with bare shoulders, and only two strips of cloth framing her delicate collarbones and long neck. From the chest to the waist, the fabric clung tightly, highlighting a slender yet strong curve.

The lower half was even bolder: an ultra-short skirt adorned with dark feather-like decorations that fell loosely, revealing smooth white thighs. Beneath the skirt were blue long boots, decorated with wing-like accents on the edges, giving the outfit a fantastical and enchanting feel.

The waist was accessorized with a golden chain belt adorned with star-shaped charms, swaying gently at the hem of the skirt. The cape behind her shoulders was a pale blue, like a touch of soft twilight, imbuing the whole ensemble with a fairy-like ethereality.

To put it simply, it was a magical girl costume.



Riveria's expression darkened to the point of dripping.

"Alicia, Lefiya, do you two seriously think I would wear this… this shameful thing?", The elven princess was about to scold the two girls.

However—

"Lady Riveria, do you think this suits me?", Alicia asked with a smile.

"Eh?", Riveria was momentarily stunned. Her first reaction was, "It's not for me?"

That impending eruption of anger was forcefully stuffed back inside.

But what followed was an even more suffocating thought, 'You're already over forty, and you're still going to wear a magical girl outfit?'

Riveria couldn't help but roast mentally. Alicia did look young and pretty, but as an elf, her actual age was nearing fifty.

Compared to that, Lefiya wearing a magical girl costume was still barely acceptable.

But when it came to saying it aloud, Riveria found herself speechless. After all, she was decades older than Alicia. Calling her "old" would be like mocking herself. And Alicia genuinely looked happy.

"Hehe, it suits you," Riveria forced an awkward smile, tugging at the corners of her lips.

She looked helplessly at the girl brimming with anticipation, and in the end could only sigh silently. If the other party wanted to wear it, she didn't really have any grounds to stop her.

But before she could let out that sigh of relief, Lefiya came over too, holding another outfit in her arms, eyes filled with anticipation as she said, "Lady Riveria, what do you think of mine?"

Lefiya unfolded the clothes in her hands. Unlike Alicia's gorgeous blue magical girl outfit, hers was pink, with a livelier style. Decorated with bows and lace, it looked like some sweet and dreamy fairytale costume.

The skirt was layered with frills, short enough to rest just above the thighs. On her feet were elegant pink-and-white boots, with slightly upturned heels, making her posture appear taller and adding a hint of mature allure to the overall sweet design.



"As long as you're happy...", Riveria finally let out a tired-sounding sentence.

Alicia blinked and smiled meaningfully as she waved goodbye to Lady Riveria.

"Alicia-oneesama, what do we do next?", Lefiya whispered. Though she followed Alicia's lead, she hadn't been told the whole plan.

Alicia leaned close to Lefiya's ear and whispered.

Lefiya's eyes widened in shock after hearing it, "I-Is that really okay...?"

"We've already done it, there's no backing out now," Alicia said easily, flipping her long hair, "Besides, at this point, do you think you can get away clean?"

"W-What? Wait, Alicia-oneesama, did you set me up?"

"How could you call it that? This outfit was made specifically for you. Besides, don't you think... it's really cute?"

"Guh, though that may be true... but..."

"There's nothing to hesitate about. Time to act!"

———

"Mr. Emiya really likes magical girls, huh," Lefiya said.

"Yeah, especially the blue one, Shirou-kun couldn't take his eyes off it," Alicia responded.

In the hallway at night, their voices stood out clearly. Riveria had just passed by and inadvertently overheard the girls' whispering. She stopped walking, her gaze flickering slightly, ears catching a familiar name.

The girls were huddled in a hallway corner, speaking in hushed tones, seemingly unaware that Riveria was approaching from the other side.

"Too obvious... I won't fall for such a ploy," Riveria shook her head inwardly.

She turned lightly, intending to walk away.

But just as she lifted her foot to leave, Lefiya's voice rang out again.

"The other one, Miss Ryuu borrowed it."

The words drifted like a light needle, effortlessly piercing Riveria's ears. Her steps halted instantly, and the expression on her face froze.

It was the girls' scheme. She had been set up, Riveria realized this all too easily.

But...

Her gaze flickered slightly, "What if... it's true?"

———

The next day, Emiya was invited to the Loki Familia's residence under the pretext of discussing a joint expedition.

When he opened the door, what he saw was Riveria, dressed in a brown overcoat that covered her upper body down to her knees, and wearing blue knee-high boots.

Emiya didn't ask much. According to their agreement, he and Riveria began discussing plans for the joint expedition.

Riveria's voice was calm as always, but the occasional pause and subtle flicker in her eyes made Emiya sense that she seemed a little distracted.

"Shirou, lock the door," Riveria suddenly said softly.

Emiya paused briefly, then obediently followed. He turned and walked to the door, gently locking it.

To be safe, he even projected an extra lock and fastened it behind the door.

When Emiya turned back around, Riveria was standing in front of him, placing her removed coat to the side.

The first thing he saw was a smooth, flawless back, like polished white jade.

Riveria was wearing a blue magical girl outfit, so tight-fitting it seemed tailor-made.

The outfit showcased her curves perfectly. Her shoulders were bare, her slender waist cinched even tighter, her long legs extending beneath the short skirt, and her cape fluttered behind her like fairy wings.

Just as Riveria had thought at first, this kind of outfit was clearly meant for energetic girls like Lefiya, or even younger girls.

However, in this very moment, this childish outfit looked especially captivating on the mature and voluptuous body of the elven princess.

A faint blush appeared on her cheeks. Her hands clenched slightly, as if trying to stay calm.

The skirt swayed gently. Her blue long boots fidgeted nervously. Riveria's cheeks remained tinted red, and her hands continued to clutch softly.

"Shirou, about the upcoming expedition, our plan is...", Riveria spoke while taking out two white ribbons and slowly began tying her hair.

What she was tying was the hairstyle most suited to a magical girl, twin tails.

The elven princess's hands moved through her hair, and the white ribbons swayed lightly with each motion.

"N-Next expedition, w-we're planning to go to the sixtieth floor...", Riveria said, pausing, then in a voice as soft as a mosquito's buzz, she added, "Onii-chan~"

[T/N: I felt a great distrubance in the internet. As if hundred of zippers were opened at once.]

And after that, all Riveria felt was herself being swallowed by a burning hot fire.

When the door opened again, it was already the next day.

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