Chapter 366: Why not leave the punishment for Ishtar and Apollo to me?

The magic bell announcing victory echoed through the entire facility.

Specially constructed by the guild, its chime was powerful enough to reach across both cities serving as the battlefields.

"It’s over," Ais leapt off the pterodactyl, walking over to stand beside Mahiro.

Mahiro stowed his weapon, then lightly snapped his fingers.

The spell was deactivated, causing every thunder beast to vanish into thin air.

As the beasts dissolved, the surviving adventurers looked around with breathless relief, several collapsing onto the ground in exhaustion.

[Main quest six: Renowned in Orario, has been completed. Calculating reputation value.]

[Settlement complete. Rewards have been distributed.]

[Received 100,000 points.]

[Unlocked the reputation point exchange function.]

Mahiro brought up his status interface to check his balance.

What was once a modest few hundred thousand points had blown past the one million mark.

Even now, the counter on the system panel continued to climb.

"Going all out was definitely worth the effort," Mahiro thought.

With his current strength, casting a forbidden spell like celestial crusaders against the two enemy familias had been completely unnecessary.

He could have simply slipped into their stronghold and eliminated Hyakinthos and Phryni directly, taking down their commanders to secure a swift victory.

It would have been far easier.

However, to maximize his rewards for the quest to gain fame in Orario, he had deliberately put on a massive show of power.

The results exceeded his expectations.

The quest required only one million reputation points for completion, yet he had already amassed nearly five million.

Of course, more reputation was always better.

At a conversion rate of ten reputation points to one system point, he had earned roughly five hundred thousand system points from reputation alone.

Combined with the quest reward of one hundred thousand points, his grand total reached six hundred thousand points in a single stroke.

Yet the raw total was secondary to unlocking the reputation exchange function itself.

Now, he could passively collect points across different worlds.

Even without system quests, generating renown would allow him to continuously farm points, making this feature the true jackpot of the mission.

High up in Babel, the gods erupted into loud cheers.

Witnessing such a grand war game gave the entertainment starved deities endless entertainment and conversation topics for weeks to come.

Those friendly with Hestia were especially thrilled.

Beyond celebrating the victory of the Hestia Familia, they had also placed massive wagers on the outcome.

In stark contrast to the cheering crowds, Apollo and Ishtar sat deathly pale...looking utterly defeated.

Hestia offered them a bright, sweet smile, causing both gods to shudder in terror.

"If I remember correctly," Hestia said smoothly, "we haven’t settled on the conditions for your defeat yet, have we?"

"Wait, Hestia!"

Apollo pleaded desperately.

"I was wrong, Hestia! I never should have targeted your child!"

"Please, spare me this once! I swear I will never lay a finger on Mahiro again!"

In a war game, the victor held total authority over the loser.

Typically, the winning familia stripped the defeated familia of all property and banished them from Orario permanently.

This penalty seized all assets, eliminated any chance of recovery and prevented future retaliation.

Most victorious gods made this exact demand.

For a defeated god, exile was the ultimate cruelty.

Leaving Orario meant abandoning every thrill and comfort the lower world had to offer.

For gods who descended to escape eons of divine boredom, banishment was a fate worse than death.

Knowing what was at stake, Apollo abandoned his divine pride and begged Hestia for mercy.

Ishtar managed a strained smile and tried to speak calmly. "Hestia, while we may not be close, we have known each other for a very long time."

"Can you not let this go just this once?"

"Forgive you?" Hestia scoffed.

"Hestia, my familia has already suffered tremendous losses in this battle," Ishtar pressed.

"Besides, there was no real grudge between us to begin with. If you want that renard girl, she is yours, and I won’t pursue the matter further."

"I can pay substantial compensation as well. I only ask that you don’t banish me from Orario or force me to disband my familia."

"Renard girl?"

At the mention of Haruhime, Hestia frowned.

That girl had a subtle sensual charm, making her feel like a rival trying to steal Mahiro away.

"Let me ask you something," Hestia stared.

"If I had lost this war game, would either of you have let me off easily?"

Apollo remained silent as did Ishtar.

Had they won, the answer was obvious.

They would have stripped the Hestia Familia clean and banished Hestia from Orario without a second thought.

Mercy was never an option.

"So don’t expect any from me," Hestia snorted.

"Prepare yourselves!"

"Hestia."

Just as she opened her mouth to officially banish Apollo and Ishtar from Orario, Mahiro’s voice echoed through the mirror.

Hestia paused, swallowing her words as she turned toward the mirror.

The assembled gods leaned in curiously, eager to hear what Mahiro intended to say.

"Why not leave the punishment for Ishtar and Apollo to me?"

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