Even if things go wrong this time, it won't be my problem. If the Sol family responds, they'll still have time to evacuate when the time comes.
Now, it's time to reap the rewards!
"I think we've waited long enough. It's time to close the net—otherwise, the streets will be in chaos again because of these ghosts."
Perched atop a tall tower in the distance, Morgana was the first to grow restless.
As more and more people stormed into the Pleasure District, the scene descended into utter disorder. Black smoke drifted through the air at the outer edges, a clear sign of the escalating mayhem.
This was their turf.
Though the goal was to eliminate the troublemakers, Morgana still hoped to minimize the damage.
After all, this time, there would be no compensation for their losses. Whatever was destroyed, they would have to bear the cost themselves.
"You're too impatient," Kayle said, though she agreed. "But you're right—it's about time."
"Most of the big fish are already caught in the net. A few small fries won't make a difference."
It was rare for Kayle to find herself aligned with Morgana.
Morgana had already made a name for herself during the battle against Apollo, but Kayle had yet to achieve anything noteworthy since forming her own family.
Now that Sol-sama had entrusted her with overseeing such an important operation in the Pleasure District, she was determined to make it count.
She wanted her family to establish a presence in Orario, to prove their worth.
Once, she had been indifferent to such ambitions. But with Morgana constantly flaunting her achievements, Kayle found herself unable to sit idly by any longer.
Morgana was the only one who could provoke such emotions in her.
After all, she couldn't let Morgana outshine her, could she?
Janna, on the other hand, remained the most composed of the three. Most of her family affairs had already been delegated to Renata.
Being a hands-off Goddess really had its perks.
"Seal off Pleasure District," Janna commanded, rising from her seat and stepping to the railing of the tower. "Eliminate all adventurers except for our allied forces—dead or alive."
Her voice carried through the streets, carried by the gentle evening wind like an unseen loudspeaker.
The remaining members of the Pleasure District, who had been hesitant before, suddenly had a shift in demeanor.
The intruders battling them felt it immediately.
The fighting intensity surged.
Struggles that had once been evenly matched turned one-sided in an instant, and cries of alarm echoed through the night air.
"I think you all heard Janna-sama loud and clear!"
In a shadowed alley of Pleasure District, Aisha rested her broadsword on her shoulder, standing before a group of a dozen low-level adventurers.
They had foolishly believed that taking the dark paths would keep them hidden.
How naive.
They never expected to run into Aisha, a native of the Pleasure District.
Before the operation began, both Kayle and Morgana had ordered their members to wait for Janna's signal before striking back.
Now that the call had come, Aisha had no intention of holding back.
She was still new to Kayle's family and needed to prove herself to her Goddess.
The Kayle family wasn't weak—far from it. Even as an LV3 adventurer, if she didn't make a name for herself, she could easily be overlooked by her Goddess.
Right now, the most important thing was making sure she wasn't forgotten.
Although she hadn't been with them for long, Aisha quickly realized that the Kayle and Morgana families were far stronger than some in Orario had assumed.
Even the Janna Familia wasn't led by some newly descended god.
She had a vague feeling that someone powerful was pulling the strings behind them.
But that no longer mattered to her. She had already chosen to join the Kayle familia, and naturally, she hoped that whoever was backing them was strong.
At the very least, Kayle's unwavering commitment to justice and order was undeniable.
With a casual swing of her broadsword, Aisha sent low-level adventurers tumbling. They couldn't withstand her attacks at all.
In the blink of an eye, the entire group had been subdued.
She barely broke a sweat.
After relaying a few words into the communicator on her ear, a logistics team was dispatched to handle the captives.
She didn't need to worry about the cleanup.
Instead of wasting time here, she figured she might as well go hunting for more intruders.
To her, these invaders were nothing more than opportunities to earn merit.
——
The battle had started fast and ended even faster.
Among the intruders, very few were capable adventurers. Under overwhelming force, those who had slipped into the Pleasure District were swiftly neutralized.
For now, the situation was under control.
Renata had even reassigned most of her forces to repair the buildings that had been deliberately damaged in an attempt to spread chaos.
A few fires still flickered in the night, but the streets had already been cleared of civilians. Anyone left behind was likely an intruder.
Rescue wasn't a priority.
Meanwhile, outside the Pleasure District, a small squad led by Quinn had already left the district.
As Demacia's best ranger, Quinn hadn't been tasked with hunting down intruders inside Pleasure District.
Instead, she had another job.
Above her, Valor circled silently, its massive form perfectly camouflaged against the night sky. It glided without a sound.
Not far ahead, several adventurers were fleeing in a panic, carrying a few severely wounded comrades.
They had escaped from the Pleasure District.
Or rather, they had been allowed to escape.
Quinn followed them from the shadows, her keen eyes locked onto their every move.
Renata had given her clear orders: track these deserters and find out where they were retreating.
In particular, the Dian Cecht family—who had deliberately avoided direct confrontation—needed to be exposed.
If they didn't catch them in the act tonight, settling accounts later would be far more difficult.
Simply accusing them based on the illicit potions they supplied wouldn't be enough.