[Current level increased: Lv3 → Lv4]
[Holy Sword Wielder Lv4 (1967/20000)]
[Core Skill: All Things of Creation Lv3 (7901/10000)]
[Basic Skills: Mana Tempering Lv1, Mana Release Lv2]
[Skill Points: 3]
[Evolution Points: 3]
Within the goblin nest, there was no longer any trace of experience fodder left. Still, the overall gains were quite substantial for Shirakawa.
The newly acquired Holy Sword Wielder class was now well on its way to max level.
After going through full-scale combat just now, Shirakawa realized that this transcendent profession had qualities no ordinary job could offer. For now, he had only unlocked two basic skills…
And yet, the combat prowess he displayed…
…was enough to completely sweep through the entire goblin nest.
[Current group member rescue mission complete. Calculating rewards… Congratulations to group members 'Normal High School Student' and 'Future Holy Sword Wielder' for receiving 100 points.]
"Finally cleared it all out…"
With the dimensional chat group's rescue mission now successfully concluded, it meant the goblins inside the nest had been thoroughly eradicated. Whether adult or infant—
—none were spared.
If even a single goblin had escaped and made its way to the Queen's Womb, it could've easily restarted the infestation. This total purge was not just a victory, but a preventive strike.
Shirakawa turned his gaze toward Riselia.
This was the first time he'd truly gotten a good look at her after the fight. Compared to Lianne Viviette, Riselia gave off a completely different vibe.
She had the cool, dignified aura of a white-haired upperclassman.
Unlike Lianne, whose development deviated from the original story and still retained her youthful spirit, Riselia's elegant demeanor provided a striking contrast.
The good news?
They were both straight, long-haired silver (golden) beauties.
"...Shirakawa, the Holy Sword you wield... it's even more powerful than the legends describe."
As the battle against the goblins came to a close, Riselia's amber-like eyes scrutinized the glowing red blade in Shirakawa's hand.
It was entirely different from any other Holy Sword she'd seen.
Just holding it, without any prior training or ceremony, he could unleash such incredible power. Unable to contain her curiosity, she asked:
"Could you tell me its name?"
"All Things of Creation."
"..."
The moment he spoke those words, Riselia's brows furrowed slightly. Those beautiful eyes of hers narrowed, visibly confused.
In this world, a Holy Sword's name was always closely tied to its inherent abilities.
But no matter how hard she racked her brain…
She couldn't fathom what kind of power "All Things of Creation" referred to.
Thinking back to how Shirakawa had just recently joined the dimensional chat group and had immediately awakened as a Holy Sword Wielder—
While she herself had worked tirelessly for years with no success—
The realization hit her hard.
Her graceful features were momentarily shadowed by a look of dejection.
With a faint, bitter smile, she muttered wistfully:
"If only… I could become a Holy Sword Wielder as easily as you did…"
Shirakawa could more or less understand Riselia's situation.
Despite being born with the bloodline of a Holy Sword Wielder, she had spent countless years in fruitless training, striving for something that simply never came.
Comforting her...
Would be easier said than done.
After all, he was a bona fide cheat character.
In the end, Shirakawa shrugged and said in a relaxed tone,
"Don't be so down. Life is like an ECG. If it's all smooth sailing... it means you're already dead."
"...Thanks, I guess."
Risielia knew Shirakawa was trying to comfort her, but she couldn't help the twitch at the corner of her lips. She noticed Lianne Viviette and the others were already approaching.
The conversation ended there.
Other than the fact she was a "Gold-ranked adventurer," there was no need to delve into too many unrelated matters. In a way, both she and Shirakawa were outsiders to this world.
"We've finished the sweep. The goblins in the nest have all been dealt with," Lianne Viviette reported, her eyes landing on Shirakawa.
The completion of the rescue mission had already been reported to the dimensional chat group—meaning...
They were about to part ways.
She didn't know how to properly express her gratitude, but one thing was clear:
If it weren't for Shirakawa and Risielia, their fate in the hands of those goblins would've been unimaginable.
After ensuring their safe escort out of the goblin nest, Shirakawa gave a faint chuckle and nodded.
"Let's move. The stench of blood and rot doesn't make for good conversation."
"Understood."
"..."
Once they left the nest and breathed in the fresh air of the outside world, the fatigue from the fierce battle seemed to ease instantly.
Looking up, the moon hung high in the sky.
As the familiar ping of the chat group echoed, it signaled their farewell.
[Current rescue mission completed. Returning to original world. You may spend 100 points to leave a teleportation anchor in Goblin Slayer's world.]
[Would you like to spend 100 points?]
"You can leave an anchor?"
Even Shirakawa was surprised by the notification.
The modern daily-life world he came from didn't offer much in terms of growth, but Goblin Slayer's world...
It was a classic fantasy setting.
The combat system, methods for strengthening oneself, and even its resources were far superior. Most importantly, one could awaken new professions here.
With that in mind—
He didn't hesitate to spend the points and left a teleportation anchor behind in the Goblin Slayer world.
Though the chat group made cross-world communication easy, the moment of actual parting still stirred something in Lianne Viviette's heart.
Had time not been so tight...
She would've liked to give Shirakawa a proper tour of her world. Words weren't enough to convey her gratitude, so this was the best she could do.
With a smile, she said,
"Shirakawa-kun, Riselia... thank you both for coming all this way to save me. I truly hope we meet again."
"Next time, I'll welcome you with the grandest of hospitality."
"There'll be a next time."
As the countdown for the dimensional chat group's teleportation ended, powerful magic surged beneath their feet—
A glowing teleportation circle burst forth, illuminating the night sky with soft light.
By the time Lianne and her adventurer comrades snapped out of it, the two saviors were already gone.
Even the normally stoic knight in their party couldn't help but click his tongue.
"Lianne, just how strong were those two friends of yours? That teleportation magic... was cast in mere seconds."
"..."
There was no reply from Lianne Viviette.
Instead, the female mage in the party raised an eyebrow, having noticed something odd in their farewell exchange.
Usually so bold and carefree, Lianne Viviette had been strangely hesitant when saying goodbye.
With a sly grin, she teased,
"Lianne... don't tell me you've fallen for him?"
"A hero saving the damsel in distress, huh?"
"Could it be that the proudest rose of Water Town is finally about to be plucked? I mean... if it's that kind of hero, I wouldn't object."
"..."
A light blush colored Lianne's cheeks.
But... she didn't deny it either.