FFF-Class Trashero

[22nd Round] The Power of Adventure

“This is definitely big news.”

I wanted to punish her spine to ensure she would never pretend to be cute again.

However, she apparently was a goddess?

After my little fight against my best friend Noebius, I realized battling deities was difficult.

Having a chance to win wasn’t enough.

Since whoever lost wouldn’t be resurrected, one needed to be completely confident of their victory.

This wasn’t the right place for it either.

I didn’t want this planet to be destroyed right before Mollansoft’s inspection team arrived.

A battle in the world of Fantasy would suit me, but definitely not here.

“Please let me know about your schedule or plan, Hero. I am prepared to sacrifice the time I’d be spending with my beloved granddaughters to provide aid.”

“Why?”

How could he even help me?

Elfheim laughed.

“My granddaughters’ influence on Festival is infinite. I have always dealt with diplomacy and politics from the perspective of the weaker faction since my people were too weak, and those who would be called heroes weren’t born among us. However, Selenis and Selvenus are different. The people are proud of them, and they have the strength we lack.”

“Do you have anything to say about the case?”

“Haha! I’ve already said my piece. Like I told you, my granddaughters have an unlimited influence on Festival, quite literally so. Even dragons, called the strongest race, kneel before them. When Noebius wanted to exterminate my people, my granddaughters came to their aid. They gained their full cooperation and support as a result. I’m certain elves will be riding dragons in the future.”

“Is that so…”

Though unintentionally, I found out specifically why my daughters were hunting Noebius.

History indeed repeated itself.

My best friend Noebius, who found peace of mind due to Divine Dragon Queen Erdanti, didn’t kill his people.

However, young Noebius, in Festival, couldn’t find a soul mate. Hence, he took the same path he did before.

Did marriage really have such a big impact on him?

Regardless, I realized Elfheim had tremendous control over this planet.

“Let me say what I couldn’t tell you before, Hero. What can I do for you?”

That sounded so cool!

The MAX-Class Righteous Hero answered with a smile.

“Your help won’t be necessary.”

“Ah…”

“You did it well.”

My two daughters growing up healthy and happy was enough for me.

***

Among my companions, many threw insulting words at me.

However, no one cursed the whole world, wanting my death, like Lanuvel.

How did such a being even become a god?

But this only confirmed the story that she was the “Goddess of Adventure.”

Presently, the spirit of adventurism had disappeared from Fantasy due to the spread of Mollanphone 2.

From Lanuvel’s perspective, this would be unacceptable.

The same went for these angels.

“Those fucking chickens were lying when they said they didn’t have an army.”

Saying goodbye to Elfheim, I flew into the skies again.

Soon enough, I was greeted by numerous armed angels.

When it became known to them that I had visited one of their cities, their elite forces greeted me.

Their skills were impressive, and they were led by a male angel born with the “second curse” like Ssosia.

▷ Race: Second Angel

▷ Level: 999+

▷ Job: Divine Ruler (Faith → Domination ↑)

▷ Skills: Divinity GGG, Fervor GGG, Life Energy ZZZ, Faith Z, Charm Z…

▷ Status: Anxiety, Anger

His stats didn’t impress me much, except for his Divinity skill.

In addition, even though I would never say it out loud, the angel in front of me could really be considered the second most handsome.

His Fervor had reached the realm of gods, which seemed to have had a profound effect on his appearance.

“I thought the Second Angel would be a woman…”

So he was Parmael’s child, huh? Next to him, two more angels stepped forward.

Ssosia was the first child of Demon Lord Pedonar.

But after that, he had countless “demonic princes” and “demonic princesses.”

I would know. I killed them all.

“I am Bananael, first offspring of Parmael.”

“I am Umamiel, second offspring of Parmael.”

“I am Potatoel, third offspring of Parmael.”

As soon as I heard their names, I immediately felt hungry.

His first son Bananael was the strongest in terms of ability, his daughter Umamiel impressed and manipulated others using the size of her breasts, and his second son, Potatoel, didn’t stand out in any way.

Behind them were other powerful angels, presumably descendants of Parmael, but since none of them spoke, it was safe to assume these three were their leaders.

I decided to get straight to the point.

“Where is Lanuberk, the one you consider a goddess?”

The one who preached the truth.

One might say that the planet would inevitably be destroyed if two deities clashed, but it would be better if it were to happen now rather than after the Festival of Heroes had begun.

It would be problematic if the battle dragged on, however.

“Foolish human! Have you forgotten that her loyalty and love turned you into a powerful hero?”

“If she didn’t care for you and didn’t believe in human possibilities, your race would’ve been our cattle long ago. Be grateful and retreat.”

“Brother, do not provoke the deity. If he realizes his mistake, he can undo everything. Hear us. Get rid of the dreaded Mollanphone and join her on her adventure. This is the only way for you to be forgiven.”

I wouldn’t have listened to all their stupid speeches before.

“That means Lanuvel is here.”

Click!

I snapped my fingers.

To test the Lanuvel theory, I listened to their speech.

I didn’t think they would confess so easily, but I had gathered all the information I needed. It was time to put an end to this.

[Darkness]

Dark matter crushed the angels mercilessly.

However…

“The power of love becomes stronger thanks to Yin and Yang!”

[Adventure]

Pink beams of light escaping from the bodies of the female angels behind Bananael pierced his body like arrows.

“Bananael!”

“Do not give up!”

“You must win!”

“Be careful!”

“Don’t lose against him!”

A power not listed in the fantasy statistics was transferred from them to Bananael.

Flash!

Next was Umamiel’s turn.

“The power of friendship grows stronger through strong bonds!”

[Adventure]

Something similar happened. Just the opposite.

White beams of light pierced her followers.

“For mistress Umamiel!”

“Receive my power!”

“I am ready to give all of myself to you!”

“This slave of yours will give you strength!”

“Glory to mistress Umamiel!”

Unlike Bananael, she was supported by both men and women.

Her combat power, significantly lower than Bananael, rose sharply, coming close to her brother’s power.

I also checked Potatoel.

[Adventure]

“The power of hope, which grows stronger if you don’t give up…”

I couldn’t tell what happened to him at all.

With his arms and legs spread wide, he rose higher into the skies in the shape of an X.

Regardless, one thing was certain.

As Elfheim suggested, Lanuvel was the “Goddess of Adventure.”

Bananael, Umamiel, Potatoel.

The proof of that was that my divine power, Darkness, didn’t crush the three angels whose names made me hungry.

But it didn’t matter.

[Human]

[Spinal Cord]

The divine power I inherited from my father-in-law was very weak because it was expended in maintaining the Fantasy dimension.

But these divine powers that I created through my efforts were different.

Fshuh!

I jumped to Bananael, who was closest to me.

“I will not let you! Automatian!”

However, Bananael reacted swiftly.

Pop!

Calling out a name, he summoned a sword familiar to me.

“Holy Sword A.”

The one in the Fantasy dimension was a mass-produced copy. The one in his hand had to be the original.

I decided to respond in kind.

[Spine]

I invoked my Righteous Holy Sword, created by my divine power.

Bam! Bam! Bam!

We exchanged dozens of blows in just a moment.

However, Bananael showed no signs of a spinal fracture.

“Kh!”

“My back!”

“Ahhh! It hurts!”

“Agh?!”

The damage he received was distributed among the members of his support group.

It wouldn’t have mattered if the damage I dealt accumulated, but Divinity and their natural healing absorbed my divine power.

And that stupid Holy Sword A…

“Dastardly automatic combat!”

“Yashiriel! The Demon Lord has turned his gaze on you! Back off! Lumiel! Right here! Chuel, keep your distance, but don’t go far!”

Bananael left the battle to Holy Sword A while he led the support group himself.

Because of that, I couldn’t get rid of his defenseless support group.

It would’ve been perfect if I could break through Holy Sword A’s automation with my skills, but unlike its copies, it bestowed insane prowess upon its wielder.

Sooner or later, however, I would.

“Bluoooooooo!”

“Shiiii!”

“Choooooh!”

“Raaah!”

“Griaaand!”

The dragons that the angels raised as pets spewed their breaths on me.

Riding them were Umamiel and her followers.

The sight was pathetic.

Noebius would’ve been intimidating, but the pets of angels were nothing more than ordinary flying lizards.

I could deal with them with one movement of my hand.

[Human]

Like Bananael, who entrusted his battle to Holy Sword A, I couldn’t relax, but I still had my left hand.

Fshuh!

The dragons’ breaths stopped, and a shockwave shot out towards Umamiel and her followers.

“Love Aid!”

Umamiel’s voice echoed throughout the area, and the shockwave my divine power created was cut in half like a sheet of paper.

“Holy Sword B…”

That sword enhanced its user’s skills.

Since I had used it before, I didn’t doubt its effectiveness.

However, it seemed to have another effect that I was not aware of.

“Holy Sword Love Aid allows me to enhance and share skills, you foolish, power-driven Demon Lord! In other words, no matter what you use, you cannot surpass the power of our friendship.”

“They are slaves.”

The followers of Umamiel, who mentioned friendship, were not her friends or colleagues.

The angels treated their dragons with reins like pets as well.

Their friendship was impressive!

Jokes aside, I wouldn’t deny their method was very effective.

“Accept defeat, Demon Lord!”

“Victory is ours!”

Bananael and Umamiel had already begun celebrating their victory.

Absurd.

I would never lose to such a vile evil.

[Human]

[Darkness]

[Light]

I borrowed some love from my cowardly wife.

If I had this power, then the two opposing attributes would interfere with each other, but since I only borrowed it, it had a terrifying synergy effect instead.

And as a bonus…

“Let me show you our friendship.”

“Whoa!”

They were mistaken if they thought the power of friendship depended on quantity.

Captain Fantasy’s plump palms hit several dozen dragons at once.

I didn’t even want to talk about what happened to the angels who saddled them.

“Griaannd?!”

“Raaaah?!”

“Weeeaaarrr?!”

Captain Fantasy then spread his wings, sweeping through everything around him.

No, to be more precise, he incinerated all that existed within his vicinity.

It was time to end this!

Using the opportunity the giant baby gave me, I kicked Bananael’s crotch and slapped Umamiel’s soft chest with my hand.

“Kh!”

“Hic!”

I then threw them at Captain Fantasy, who finished what he started.

Looking for Potatoel, who hadn’t yet taken part in the battle, I realized.

“What the fuck is that?”

How could I lose sight of such tremendous power?

I realized too late that Bananael and Umamiel were bait.

Potatoel’s loud voice thundered through the planet.

“Please lend me your power, my friends scattered across the universe. Become a spark of hope…”

“What are you trying to borrow?”

I had no intention of letting the ugly chicken head do as he desired.

However, the very moment I jumped to him to stop him, Potatoel shouted.

“Come! Lovenarok!”

His divine power, representing the power he stole from others, fell upon me.

And at that moment, Captain Fantasy…

“Wah? Ooooo~”

Put an end to it all.