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 9

With the massive reward I earned from discovering the mithril vein, I decided to look for a house to serve as our new base of operations.

Life as an adventurer is fraught with danger.

We needed a place where my companions could truly feel at ease.

And by sheer luck, I found the perfect property.

A large mansion with a garden, located on the outskirts of town.

It had apparently once been a noble’s villa, but after the owner passed away, it had remained unsold until now, when it was being offered at a bargain price.

I bought it on the spot.

My very first castle.

“Wow! What a wonderful mansion, Kai!”

Freya’s voice was filled with delight.

Both Brynhilde and Minerva looked up at the estate with satisfied expressions.

After finishing the cleaning and unpacking, we stepped out into the spacious backyard.

Untended and overgrown with weeds.

Freya clapped her hands together with a clap as she surveyed the wild land.

“Kai, let’s make a garden here! Leave it to me!”

With that, she stood at the center of the yard and began to offer a gentle prayer.

The divine power of the Goddess of Fertility overflowed from her.

As warm light enveloped the earth, an unbelievable sight unfolded before us.

The tangled weeds vanished, and the hard, dry soil transformed into soft, fertile black earth.

In an instant, the wasteland had been reborn as an ideal garden.

“Now we can always have fresh, delicious vegetables,” Freya said with a bright smile.

The crops grown in this field would surely gain special properties thanks to her sacred power.

It would undoubtedly enhance our party’s abilities even further.

“Magnificent, Freya. But we should also consider security,” Minerva pointed out calmly.

With a mansion like this and a priceless garden there was always the risk of attracting unsavory characters.

“If we combine my ancient magic with Freya’s divine power, we can create a powerful barrier. Shall we try?”

Of course, we all agreed to Minerva’s proposal.

As Freya generated a sacred domain, Minerva wove ancient incantations into it.

The combined power of the two goddesses enveloped the entire mansion in a soft glow.

In that moment, an impregnable fortress was born, one that no ordinary monster or human could ever breach.

“My lord, my body grows sluggish. We need a training ground,” Brynhilde declared before brandishing her divine spear in a corner of the garden.

With each swing, the ground was leveled, and in no time at all, a perfect training space had been created.

She turned to me and tossed over a wooden sword.

“Now then, my lord. Time to resume your training.”

“Go easy on me.”

I, too, would grow stronger in this new home.

With renewed determination, I raised my wooden sword.

That night’s dinner was, of course, a special meal prepared by Freya using the freshly harvested vegetables from the garden.

Our first meal in our “own home.”

The fireplace cast a gentle glow over us.

For the first time since my exile, I felt truly at peace.

This was our place to belong.

I swore to myself that I would protect this warmth, this time spent with my companions, no matter what.

But such peaceful days would not last long.

A few days later, the sound of the guild’s emergency bell would echo throughout the town.

A nearby village was under attack by a horde of goblins.