Not mentioning the small incident on Fron's side.
As Finn's words fell, as if they had pierced the hearts of some people, whether on the surface or within the dungeon, many lowered their gaze, hiding their bitter emotions.
Among them were the adventurers of the Hermes Familia, as well as Cruz and Narvi.
Raul, who happened to witness that scene beside them, wanted to say something, but the thought never became sound; he swallowed his words back down.
He knew the reason.
Watching their comrades die before their eyes, the feeling of being powerless to do anything… that sense of helplessness tore at their already battered spirits.
But even so, without the slightest hesitation, they joined this expedition, their faces showing no endless regret.
Taking in everyone's expressions, Finn's face did not change as he continued speaking.
"However, please believe this: the lives lost so far will never be in vain. Even those lives that are about to fall… I absolutely will not allow anyone to say that their deaths were meaningless!"
Hearing those words, feeling that will, adventurers from all the various Familias sharply lifted their heads. In their eyes, once again, the light belonging to the brave began to shine.
"If sacrifice lets someone else live! Then those survivors are the ones who must continue fighting! They are the warriors who, in exchange for the finality of death, must overcome an even harsher road!! We must use this life we still hold… to prove that the lives lost had meaning!"
Fron set the "Communication Crystal" aside, crossed his arms, and looked down at the adventurers in the regiment.
He couldn't help but sigh inwardly. As expected, there are only wrong names, not wrong titles.
Braver, it doesn't just mean Finn is a hero. It means the role he plays when facing despair and crisis.
For example, this pre-battle mobilization before a crucial campaign, pulling on the emotions of the troops to their limits, igniting their morale, who else could do that?
Don't even mention "ordinary people", even Fron, asking himself honestly, doubted whether he could ever reach that level.
This wasn't about personal charm, strength, leadership, or influence. It was something determined by one's very nature, whether they could shoulder such a burden.
Clearly, in all of Orario, no, in the entire world, at this exact time, in this exact place, in this exact situation, Finn was the one and only right choice.
Looking at Finn's face, Fron felt even more admiration.
As one of the pillars of the Loki Familia himself, he knew how rare it was to display such resolve, to burn the boats behind you and stake your own life, especially under this crushing pressure.
"There is no such thing as atonement!! And no such thing as condemnation!! We adventurers don't seek such things! Their wish is only one, 'To make that ridiculous, shitty Enyo pay'!!"
With Finn's hysterical roar, the oppressive atmosphere over the entire force burst apart.
"!!!"
"For those who have joined the funeral procession of the fallen… only we will carry their voices and names in our hearts, and then win this battle!!"
Before their eyes, adventurers clenched their fists one by one, their faces burning with emotion.
The Loki Familia established their fierce resolve; the Dian Cecht Familia's healers offered pure white prayers; the Hephaestus Familia's smiths lit blazing flames; the Ganesha Familia's warriors embraced unshakable determination.
"Now, history is about to repeat itself! Not relying on anyone else, on our own hands alone! Just as the heroes once resisted the world-ending threat and protected humanity!"
Its name, The Heroic Tale!
Fron looked up toward the sky, as if he could see the stars faintly hidden behind the daylight, appearing and disappearing, as though the gods of heaven were watching the epic woven by the heroes.
This was the real story unfolding in this Orario, true history.
A tale of heroes who offered up their lives, who continued to fight to protect the land, their companions, their honor, and the ones they cherished.
A record of the Great Achievement they finally accomplished.
"That's right. This is a story that will not be passed down. There is no wealth in this battle! No fame! Therefore we shall become Nameless Heroes, and save this world!!"
"!!!!!"
The Braver proclaimed it, that they would rewrite history and once more weave a hero's myth.
Everyone would again compose the will of heroes from a distant ancient age, the very myth the gods awaited, expected, and longed for, A Heroic Myth.
"After a thousand years, let us adventurers once again become the foundation of peace in the lower world!"
Then, Finn concluded his declaration with the name of this very story.
"We shall record here a brand-new Heroic Tale!!!"
"UooooooOOO!!"
The adventurers shouted with their all, and they smiled!
Wave after wave of their voices rose, shaking the heavens and stirring the ground.
The gods standing atop Babel engraved the figures of their Familia members into their eyes.
The fierce war cry pierced the surface, reaching even those lurking deep underground.
As if provoking them, come if you dare.
The Knossos, let out a mocking laugh in the form of the spirit' melody.
Heh, just try.
Fron tightened his grip on the his staff and stepped before the newly-opened Orichalcum Gate.
He gazed into the deep, dark passageway and took a long breath.
As the hands of the pocket watch jumped to twelve!
The captains of every unit gave the order almost simultaneously!
"Operation start! Full assault! Our target, the Knossos!!"
It was a expedition that would never be told, staking the very fate of the world.
The adventurers shouted without pause, rushing into the dungeon filled with suffocating darkness.