DanMachi: Starting with a Sword Soul Template

Aisha secretly infiltrated the Ishtar Familia headquarters. As a member of the Ishtar Familia, this was the living quarters for them, the combat prostitutes.

It was also the base where they brought their clients to enjoy life.

A dazzling firelight appeared not far away. The combat prostitutes within the base.

Whether they were still fighting or had already finished fighting, all got up, picked up their weapons, and began to prepare to meet the external enemy.

When these people were drawn to the location of the commotion, Aisha immediately seized the opportunity and began to search for the Killing Stone.

As long as the Killing Stone was still within the Ishtar Familia, as Haruhime's friend, she found it very difficult to be at ease.

In the end, she finally found the Killing Stone and fiercely smashed it.

That wasn't all. She also used her knife to smash these Killing Stones into even smaller fragments as much as possible.

It wasn't until all this was done that she let out a satisfied sigh of relief.

If the sacrificial ceremony were to be held on the night of the full moon, then the adventurer level of all personnel present would be promoted by one level.

But the price was Haruhime's life and soul, which was something she absolutely could not allow!

Who didn't want strength? But to plunder the lives of innocent humans to improve oneself, her conscience could not bear it.

...

"Lady Ishtar, we are under attack by unknown personnel!"

Ishtar looked out the window, "I can see that with my own eyes. What nonsense are you talking about!"

She came to the window and looked outside, her heart already in a panic.

The outside of the window was already illuminated by firelight. A large area of the houses within their Familia's territory was engulfed in a sea of fire...

"Which bastard? Could it be?"

Ishtar already had a guess in her heart, but she was unwilling to believe that result.

She had already guessed that it was most likely her nemesis—Freya.

But, what on earth was Freya thinking? How did she dare?

To so brazenly come to her Familia's home base and launch an attack on her forces.

The Guild clearly prohibited open fighting between Familias.

A violent explosion came from the main gate of the Familia's home base, and then a thick black smoke of gunpowder rushed into the sky.

At this time, Ishtar was already breaking out in a cold sweat. Just thinking of that possibility, she was already scared to death.

Then, her gaze saw the two figures at the main gate of the Familia's home base.

One was the abnormally burly and tall strongest adventurer in Orario, Ottar, and the other was the elegant woman with a perfect figure—Freya!

It really was them!

This damn Freya and her Familia!

This bitch Freya actually openly broke the Guild's rules. Wasn't she afraid of being punished by the Guild?

Freya looked at Bell and the others here, "You all just do your own thing. I'll go up alone."

"Lady Freya, are you really sure you'll be alright alone?"

Ottar was very worried.

Bell was the same. Or rather, everyone present was the same.

"Lady Goddess, please let me protect you!"

Bell came forward worriedly. He was not only worried about Lady Freya's safety, but also about the members of the Ishtar Familia.

He always hoped that everyone could live in peace and avoid unnecessary casualties as much as possible.

Getting injured, bleeding, and even dying, especially dying, was a very terrible thing.

As long as one was alive, anything was still possible.

But if you died, then there was nothing left.

Delicacies, dreams, justice, the Liam he admired and wanted to catch up to, and all the beautiful things in the world would just disappear.

The fire had already ignited the main building of the Ishtar Familia. The high-temperature flames made the air even more scorching.

Freya maintained her elegance and composure, "I'm going to talk to her. Between gods, no, between women."

Freya's gaze swept over these core members of hers one by one.

To say they were special, many of her dependants were very special.

The most obvious were Hedin and Hogni. They were once the kings of the white elves and dark elves on a certain small island.

In terms of speciality, they respectively represented the kings of the white elves and dark elves of the world.

To make them loyal to her, Freya had used a scheme to destroy that small island.

Both kings were loyal to her. Bell, this pure soul with a hero attribute, had also joined her ranks.

She had naturally already lost interest in Bell. It was like buying a fun toy and treasuring it for a few days.

After getting tired of it, she would put it back in a special display case.

Freya also didn't know what her feelings for Liam were now.

Was it a lover, or a toy that did not yet belong to her?

In short, get Liam first!

She could no longer be without Liam!

And so Freya and Ottar and the others separated, ascending alone to the building where Ishtar was.

Ottar led the Flaming Gold Four Warriors, Bell, and the others in searching for the surrounding Ishtar Familia members.

Defeat all the Ishtar Familia members, destroy all the buildings of the Ishtar Familia, and snatch all of the other party's property...

In short, tonight was to completely destroy Ishtar and her Familia.

The eldest son of the Flaming Gold Four Warriors gripped his long spear and pointed at Ottar.

"Ottar, to be honest, I hate Bell. I hate Sword Saint Liam even more. That guy actually dares to monopolize Lady Freya's favor.

We will obey the divine will to defeat the enemy, but if Liam is seriously injured to the point of near death by you, we will not step in to rescue him."

Ottar did not look back, "As you wish. You only need to do the work of cutting off Ishtar's retreat now.

Afterward, when we are annihilating the Hestia Familia, I will try my best not to hit him to the point of near death.

He is the goddess's target. I will not be too heavy-handed."

Bell was at a loss, "Are you really going to go after Liam? Isn't that a bit inappropriate?"

"Hmph, just thinking that guy Liam got the title of Sword Saint at Lv4 makes me angry!

The title of Sword Saint, is he worthy of it at Lv4?"

Ottar added, "The key is that he really did create a sword art school—the Ghost Sword Art!

And with Lv3 strength, he single-handedly killed Udaeus. This great feat, I don't think it's inappropriate to grant him the title of Sword Saint."

"That's why we're angry! Why? Why! Not only does he get the goddess's exclusive favor, but he also has such astonishing swordsmanship talent!

It's unfair~!"

The Goddess's Chariot, Allen Fromel, left the team, "Hmph! What's the use of you cursing Liam every day? You might as well find a way to improve your own strength as soon as possible!"

Allen's words completely silenced the Flaming Gold Four Brothers.

Udaeus, this floor lord, at least the current Flaming Gold Four Brothers couldn't beat him even four on one.

No matter how much time they were given, they couldn't beat him.

Because the Flaming Gold Four Brothers couldn't break his defense.

To be able to rely on slight damage to grind down the opponent like Liam, the premise was that they could break the defense.

If they couldn't break the defense, any technique would become a joke.

A group of combat prostitutes roared and rushed towards Ottar and the others.

"Go to hell, you bastards!"

There was no need for Bell to make a move at all. Allen had long since pierced through the torsos of these combat prostitutes with his spear.

He didn't aim for the heart. Fighting with these low-level guys was a complete slaughter. Allen could easily make these enemies bleed, causing them to lose their combat ability without dying.

"Behave yourselves. At least you can keep your lives."

Allen and his sister came from a vast and great country, but the black dragon had destroyed the great country in one night.

Compared to the亡國者 (people of a fallen country), to be able to survive was already lucky enough.

Regarding Allen's actions, Ottar did not express any opinion.

He just led the group and advanced towards the top of the tower.

Blocking their path was a combat prostitute named Phryne. Just looking at her appearance, she was a completely humanoid toad.

Her shoulders were broad and her waist was round, her height was nearly two meters, and her body was square. Her mouth was so big it could almost fit a washbasin, and her whole body was pitch-black.

However, this person was the highest combat power of the Ishtar Familia, a Lv5 existence.

"Ottar! Don't you come over!"

She looked through the Familia's high tower at the burning town within the Ishtar sphere of influence.

"As expected, as expected, it was you guys who did it! You stinking bastards!"

The Ishtar Familia's home base, and all the buildings within its sphere of influence, such as the Entertainment District, etc.

These were the results of the Ishtar Familia's years of hard work.

Now it was engulfed in a sea of fire. Phryne, this toad spirit, was completely enraged.

In this state of burning anger, Phryne briefly suppressed her own fear of Ottar.

She gripped the giant axe in her hand and chopped at Ottar's head. However, Ottar easily caught the other's wrist with one hand.

Phryne's exaggerated strength was completely insufficient in front of Ottar. She couldn't even break her hand free from the other's control.

"Crack~!"

Phryne's right arm bone was directly crushed by Ottar with one hand. Her wrist was twisted at an unnatural angle.

The giant axe fell from her right hand to the ground, and her wrist was bent again by the weight of the giant axe.

Intense pain stimulated Phryne's nerves.

"Wow, it hurts so much."

Phryne supported her broken right hand with her left, looking at the other with a terrified expression.

Was this the power of the current strongest adventurer in Orario? She was completely sober now, having lost the will to fight against Ottar.

Like throwing a toy, Ottar picked up the heavy giant axe in front of him and threw it aside.

This giant axe directly smashed through a piece of wall, kicking up a large amount of dust.

Phryne knew she had to beg for mercy, otherwise what awaited her was probably death.

"It was my fault. Please spare me. I'm willing to do anything.

By the way, this body is at your disposal. You can do whatever you want with me. Isn't that great?"

Ottar looked at the toad spirit in front of him, his face dark.

He even felt countless complaints in his heart. When a person is speechless, they really become so speechless they don't want to talk.

Was this Phryne looking down on him?

Or was this person completely brainless, having a completely different aesthetic from ordinary people?

Phryne proactively leaned her back against Ottar's chest, rubbing against his chest like a sow rubbing against a tree.

But what was in front of him was an enchanted toad. This was really too disgusting.

Bell felt a burst of psychological discomfort. He only felt his stomach cramp. He couldn't stand this disgust and directly squatted on the ground and threw up.

"Wow~!"

Phryne continued to speak, and a strange blush even appeared on her face.

"Look, this perfect figure and beauty of mine, even a goddess can't compare.

Even that Freya of yours is no match!"

Ottar was completely enraged!

His eyes emitted a crimson light, and high-temperature white mist spewed from the corners of his mouth like a volcanic eruption. His entire body's muscles were highly congested, and his hair stood on end without any wind.

"You dare to insult our noble goddess! You deserve to die!"

Ottar clenched his right fist and then smashed it heavily on Phryne's head.

The exaggerated impact force slammed the other party heavily onto the ground. The high tower of the Ishtar Familia trembled violently.

A visible airwave suddenly spread out towards the surroundings, followed by a rumbling roar.

Ishtar was preparing to run with her few attendants. This high tower was originally built to imitate Babel.

Babel represented reaching the heavens and the earth, and had a very great height. And below it was the main entrance passage to the Dungeon.

The war field base where Freya was located was at a very high altitude.

Ishtar was not willing to admit defeat. This was also one of the reasons why she had built her Familia's main base so high.

"Freya, what on earth is wrong with your brain? What kind of madness are you having to proactively attack us?"

Afterward, Ishtar heard a sound of high heels stepping on the ground from the bottom of the high tower's stairs.

Freya, as always, maintained her elegance. She ascended the stairs from below, yet looked down on Ishtar.

This was a looking down from all aspects, such as aura, confidence, etc.

"Long time no see, Ishtar. I hope you've been well."

"Freya!"

Freya ignored the two women standing at Ishtar's side and front, and continued to walk proactively towards the other.

"Ishtar, I won't be polite. I have something to say to you. To be precise, I'm here to say goodbye to you."

"Grab her!"

Gods could not use their divine power on the ground. Of course, humans on the ground were not allowed to harm gods, but they could grab the other party and restrict their ability to move.

Just as Ishtar's subordinates approached, Freya's eyes flickered with a purple light.

And so these two stood still, no longer moving.

Freya glanced at these two girls, "What lovely children."

"You actually charmed my children?"

Ishtar was shocked. She had never imagined that her own children would be charmed by Freya!

And the other had actually charmed a woman!

That is to say, Freya's authority in the area of charm completely surpassed hers!

Unwillingness, anger, and other emotions burned in Ishtar's chest. But the fear of death instantly sobered her up.

Ishtar was very scared. Freya wouldn't really want to kill her, would she?

"Wait, wait! Freya, I have no idea why you've come to destroy my Familia.

What on earth did I do to offend you?"

"Very simple. Liam came to the Entertainment District!"

"Liam? How did I not know he came? And, just because Liam has been here, you're going to attack me?"

"Because you're dirty, and the prostitutes here are all dirty! I won't allow the women here to defile his purity!

Because I love Liam, that's all! So, Ishtar and your dependants will completely disappear tonight..."

What a domineering and pathological reason. Men spend money for pleasure, and they, these prostitutes, provide pleasure. What's wrong with that?

And, shouldn't the problem be with Liam?

When a man makes a mistake, instead of punishing him, you punish them, these prostitutes? What kind of reasoning is this?

(End of this chapter)

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