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 5

Thanks to my exceptional performance in the herb-gathering request, Guild Master Gordon personally recommended me for a promotion exam.

From F-rank to E-rank.

Normally, you’d have to steadily complete requests and accumulate guild points to qualify for this test.

This unprecedented opportunity was the perfect chance to prove our true capabilities.

“The exam is to slay three orcs. The location is the western plains. Can you handle it?”

Without hesitation, I nodded at Gordon’s question.

“I’ll do it.”

The surrounding adventurers murmured.

Orcs were dangerous opponents for an F-rank adventurer to face alone.

And three of them.

I could feel their gazes, a mix of expectation and jealousy piercing through me.

The night before the exam, I stood facing Brynhilde in the inn’s backyard.

She had offered to train me in swordsmanship.

“My lord, hiding behind us forever will not make you a true warrior. You must be prepared to fight for yourself.”

Brynhilde raised her wooden sword, her expression stern as she spoke.

She was right.

The goddesses’ power was immense, but it was theirs alone.

I had to accomplish something with my own strength.

“Please, Brynhilde.”

“Hmph. But don’t expect me to go easy on you.”

The training was brutal.

The gap in our skill was like heaven and earth.

My hands quickly went numb gripping the wooden sword, my legs tangled, and I was sent tumbling to the ground over and over.

Still, I gritted my teeth and forced myself back up.

Brynhilde’s instruction was harsh but precise, and I could feel just slightly, the movements of the sword seeping into my body.

The day of the exam.

We found the orc nest on the western plains.

Hiding in the shadows, we observed the situation inside.

Three burly orcs stood within.

Our strategy had been decided the night before.

“My lord, go. I believe in you.”

Pushed forward by Brynhilde’s words, I advanced toward the nest alone.

My heart pounded like a drum.

An orc’s strength was nothing like a goblin’s.

A single hit would mean instant death.

But I stifled my fear and drew the orcs’ attention.

“Hey, pig-faced bastards! Over here!”

I hurled a rock, taunting them.

The orcs noticed me, roaring as they charged.

I desperately moved my legs, running.

The goal was to lure them toward the rocks where Brynhilde lay in wait.

A massive orc axe grazed my back.

Just the wind pressure alone felt like it could slice my skin.

(Now or never!)

The moment I passed the rocks, a silver flash streaked from behind me.

Brynhilde’s divine spear, lunging from the blind spot, pierced the hearts of two orcs with perfect precision.

Their massive bodies crumpled effortlessly.

Only one remained.

Enraged by his comrades’ deaths, the last orc lost all reason and charged straight at me.

“My lord, do it! You can do this now!”

Brynhilde’s voice rang out.

She was giving me the chance to land the final blow.

Steeling myself, I gripped not the wooden sword but the steel blade at my waist.

I desperately tracked the charging orc’s movements.

Last night’s training flashed through my mind.

Watch your opponent’s movements.

Read the flow of their strength.

The instant the orc raised his axe that brief opening.

I lowered my stance and slipped inside his guard.

Then, with all my strength, I thrust my sword forward.

I felt it connect.

My blade sank deep into the orc’s unprotected stomach.

With a death cry, the orc collapsed before me, thud.

For the first time, I had killed a monster with my own hands.

The conflict of taking a life.

And the relief of surviving.

A whirlwind of emotions churned inside me.

Returning to the guild and presenting the proof of our hunt, Gordon nodded in satisfaction.

“Well done, Kai. You pass. From today, you’re an E-rank adventurer.”

This time, the surrounding adventurers erupted in cheers.

I had taken a step forward not just with the goddesses’ power, but with my own.

That fact alone made me happier than anything.

Beside me, Brynhilde smiled proudly.

Just seeing that smile made all the grueling training worth it.

That night, we held a modest celebration for my promotion.

And I could feel it, the time had come to pull my third gacha.

Just what kind of goddess would I meet next?

My heart raced with anticipation for my new companion.