After returning to Babel Tower, Roland received an invitation to the God Meeting.
Although the disaster was still ongoing, and even ordinary people beneath Babel Tower had to sort and carry the supplies the Adventurers had recovered, it did not affect the gods. They still lived on the upper floors just as they always had.
"Quite a few newcomers have met the requirements to level up lately."
The busy Finn walked over, sat in the chair opposite Roland, and drained his waterskin.
"Surviving this disaster is enough of a feat to qualify them for lv2."
Roland said unhurriedly, "Have you found any clues about that god who returned to heaven?"
"None at all. The eruption of divine power drew every zombie in the area. By the time I got there, all that remained was a horde wandering around that rundown house. It looked as though no one had survived."
Finn shook his head helplessly, his brow tightly furrowed.
"More importantly, have you decided what to do about tonight's God Meeting?"
Although the God Meeting was normally a banquet only gods could attend, they naturally would not be so strict under these special circumstances.
At tonight's banquet to discuss the direction of Orario's recovery, the gods could bring a certain number of Familia members.
"What about you? Aren't you going?"
"Spare me... You're supposedly the leader, but you leave everything to everyone else. I'm the one doing the actual work. I'm in no mood to deal with those troublesome gods. Let Loki take Ais instead."
Yesterday, the temporary Guild established in Babel Tower had officially granted Roland the position of leader, giving legitimacy to the power he already held.
"I refused in no uncertain terms at first. Tell me, how could I, a newly promoted lv2, lead all of Orario? In