Exiled with a Useless Skill 'Gacha', but It Turns Out to Be a Legendary Pull That Only Summons Gods - All I Get Are Beautiful Goddess! - Chapter 11

Thanks to the special bounty from the Goblin Stampede extermination, our pockets were fuller than ever before.

With this much money, we wouldn’t have to worry about funds for a while.

So, I decided it was time to upgrade my companions’ equipment.

After all, in our recent battles, Brynhilde’s spear and Minerva’s robes had begun to wear down, unable to fully withstand the divine power they channeled.

“I tried going to the best blacksmith in Frontier… but no luck.”

Sighing in the living room of our home, I slumped back.

Even the finest craftsman in town had refused, saying he couldn’t forge weapons capable of enduring the goddesses’ overwhelming power.

The mithril we’d found in the abandoned mines might have been enough, but no one in this city had the skill to work it.

(What should I do…? We have the best materials, but they’re useless like this.)

With no other options, I resorted to my last resort.

Yes, the gacha.

This would be my fourth attempt.

“Please… I need the best weapons!”

I focused all my will and activated the skill.

A radiant gate opened, and from it emerged a single capsule.

With bated breath, I opened it only to find a petite girl unlike any of the goddesses I’d summoned before.

Clad in work clothes, her long crimson hair tied haphazardly, reaching down to her waist.

And despite her small frame, her ample chest was impossible to ignore.

Yawn… “So, you’re the one who called me? Name’s Hestia. Goddess of the forge. Well, nice to meet ya.”

Rubbing her sleepy eyes, she spoke with a rough, casual tone.

Her hands were stained with soot, calloused from years of wielding a hammer.

She was the one who could fulfill my wish.

Hestia, the goddess of blacksmithing.

After I explained the situation and showed her the mithril ore, her drowsy eyes snapped wide open.

“W-Woah… this is insane! This purity of mithril… With this much, I could even forge divine relics!”

She squealed like a child, hugging the ore to her cheek.

Then, without delay, she began constructing a dedicated forge in our mansion’s basement.

With every swing of her hammer, a furnace, an anvil, and a fully equipped smithy materialized out of thin air.

The Authority of Creation.

That was her power.

“Hold on, though. To wield divine relics, you gotta have the resolve for it. Let’s see if you’ve got what it takes.”

Finishing the forge, Hestia smirked and set a trial before me.

A quest to gather special materials from powerful monsters ingredients for the relics.

The scales of a fire-wielding salamander, the fangs of an ice-breathing fenrir.

All foes too dangerous for a solo C-rank adventurer.

But I had the best allies.

Brynhilde restrained the monsters, Minerva analyzed their weaknesses, and Freya supported us.

Through the trials, I learned the traits of various monsters, deepening my knowledge and experience as an adventurer.

And after several days.

I returned to Hestia with all the materials.

“Heh… Not bad, Master. I like you. I’ll forge my masterpiece just for you and your girls!”

Locked away in her forge, Hestia swung her hammer day and night.

Then, on the night of the crescent moon.

The divine relics were finally complete.

For Brynhilde, a replica of the mythical spear Gungnir, the Divine Spear “Gungnir Replica.”

For Minerva, a grimoire said to record all the world’s knowledge, the “Akashic Record Imitation.”

For Freya, a sacred staff crafted from a sapling of the World Tree, capable of blocking any attack, the “Sapling of Yggdrasil.”

And for me,

“This here’s the “Bonds of the Gods” bracer. It amplifies the goddesses’ power and syncs with your commands. Think of it as a commander’s gear.”

A silver bracer, engraved with the symbols of the goddesses, now adorned my left wrist.

With these relics, our party’s strength had grown beyond comparison.

And as if fate had timed it perfectly just as we gained this new power Gordon’s next request arrived.

A mission to conquer a newly discovered, uncharted dungeon.