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 3

The adventurer’s guild in the frontier city was thick with the boisterous energy of rugged men.

My shabby traveling attire clearly stood out, so it was no surprise the guild’s gatekeeper gave me trouble.

But I had an ace up my sleeve.

The magic stone of the Goblin King would speak louder than anything else about my true strength.

“Newbie? Scrawny little thing. You’d be better off picking herbs.”

The gatekeeper sneered.

Disdainful gazes from the surrounding adventurers stabbed into me.

Without a word, I pulled the Goblin King’s magic stone from my pocket and placed it on the counter.

“Huh!?”

The guild fell silent as if doused in water.

The ominous aura radiating from the stone was unmistakable, even to an amateur’s eyes.

The faces of those who had been laughing at me moments ago twisted in shock.

“Kid, where’d you get that?”

From behind the counter emerged a towering, bald giant with a massive scar across his face.

The sheer intimidation he exuded was on a completely different level from the other adventurers.

“In the forest. I killed the Goblin King.”

“By yourself?”

“With a partner. Just the two of us.”

I glanced at Brynhilde standing beside me.

The man’s eyes widened at her divine beauty and flawless stance.

“I’m Gordon Balfour. Guild master here. Interesting! You two looking to become adventurers?”

Gordon’s eyes saw right through our strength.

I accepted his offer and successfully registered as an F-rank adventurer.

The Goblin King’s magic stone fetched a high price, securing us enough funds to get by for now.

For the time being, we rented a cheap room at an inn in town.

It was our first proper rest under a roof since being exiled.

But soon, a new problem arose.

“My lord, when do we eat?”

Brynhilde asked with utter seriousness.

Whether because she was a goddess or a warrior, she had an insatiable appetite.

The simple meals served at the inn weren’t nearly enough, and after repeated orders, the money we’d just earned was already dwindling.

At this rate, we’d go bankrupt just from food expenses.

(What should I do? Our combat strength is more than enough, but our ability to live normally is…)

Feeling the urgent need for funds, I lay down on the bed.

As the clock struck midnight, my daily gacha pulls reset two chances per day, replenishing at 6 AM.

My second gacha.

What should I wish for this time?

(We have enough combat power. What I need is something to stabilize our lives!)

With that strong desire in mind, I activated the skill.

Once again, a divine gate appeared, and from it emerged a single capsule.

With trembling hands, I opened it soft light spilled out, and a woman appeared.

“My, my, are you my master? I am Freya, Goddess of Fertility. Please, take good care of me.”

Her golden hair was loosely braided, and her emerald eyes brimmed with kindness.

She wore a flowing dress that accentuated her figure, an impossibly beautiful woman.

Unlike Brynhilde, she carried a gentle, almost saintly aura.

“Freya, as in, the Goddess of Fertility?”

“Yes. If it is within my power, I shall do anything you ask.”

Just then, my stomach let out a loud growl.

Freyja giggled softly, then gently hovered her hand over the stale bread and dried meat left on the table.

“May blessings abound Cornucopia.”

As she chanted, the impossible happened.

The meager ingredients were enveloped in a dazzling light.

When it faded, the table was now laden with steaming, top-quality roast beef, freshly baked bread, and a vibrant salad.

The rich aroma filled the entire room.

“W-what is this!?”

“Please, enjoy, Kai.”

Urged on, Brynhilde and I took a bite.

The taste surpassed even the finest delicacies I’d ever eaten in the royal palace.

With just one bite, I could feel vitality surging from the depths of my body.

“This is amazing! My lord, this is incredible!”

Even the usually composed Brynhilde was devouring the meat with sparkling eyes.

With this, our food problem was solved.

No, it was more than that.

“Kai, may I see the injuries you sustained in the forest?”

Frea gently placed her hand on the wound on my arm, a leftover from the goblin attack.

Warm light enveloped my body.

“Holy healing, Grace of Life.”

In an instant, the wound that should have taken days to heal vanished without a trace.

Healing abilities.

The Goddess of Fertility also possessed the power of a healer.

Brynhilde, the ultimate physical attacker.

And Freya, a healer and buffer who could handle both food and recovery.

Our combat strength and living conditions had been perfected overnight.

With these goddesses by my side, I took my first step as an adventurer.

What kind of request would we receive at the guild tomorrow?

Right now, my excitement far outweighed any anxiety.