Infinite Gacha - Chapter 439

A village in a racial kingdom.

There was a young man named Nick, the eldest son of a poor farmer.

He is 170 cm tall, has short hair, and is in good shape thanks to his work in the fields. He is 15 years old and has never left his village.

Every time he gets into his bed at night, he thinks about the same thing over and over again.

This world is wrong.

undefined（A good man like me should not end up being a poor farmer's son!　If only I had the chance, I could rise as high as any other species!)

Nick cursed his birth.

Chances are - for example, if he had been born to a big shopkeeper, he would have made a lot of money doing big business.

If he had been born the son of some noble family, he would have developed his own domain greatly.

If he had been given an effective boon (gift).

If--.

Every time he lies down on his futon, he thinks about "what if.

Every time he thinks about it, he curses the reality that he was not blessed to be born.

If only he had been born with more things, he would have been famous and admired in this world.

(And yet, the son of a poor farmer. ......!　It would be a loss to the world to let my talent rot away like this!)

Under the current circumstances, being the son of a poor farmer, Nick thought, "I can't make use of my talent.

Without thinking, he just lives to move his body, tinker in the fields, take care of his birds, and pay his taxes.

A dead-end life with no further development.

Nick hated such a life from the bottom of his heart.

He couldn't stand the dirt between his fingernails, the fact that he couldn't bathe properly in the winter and was covered in grime, and the fact that he was soiled by the droppings of his birds.

As he got older, he felt more and more that the world was wrong, that he was not the right person to end up in such a small place, and that he could be a great success if only he had the chance.

That night, he went to sleep hating the world, hating those who were doing well, and hating his own situation.

When he woke up, he would once again be faced with a reality that was far from his ideal.

(...... Is this a dream?)

Nick is dreaming.

No, not exactly a dream.

He feels as if he is floating, with no feet on the ground.

(I'm asleep, and I'm sure I'm in a dream world. ......)

It is as cozy as a baby returning to its mother's womb.

I hear a voice speaking to Nick.

（It's the Goddess.)

Nick immediately recognizes it.

Just hearing it is comforting, every cell in his body trembles with joy, and he is convinced, without proof, that he can say with certainty, 'It's the Goddess.

The Goddess speaks to Nick.

The 'Witch of the Giant Tower' is the Demon King.

As the hero of the sacred sword, I want you to cooperate with the other heroes and defeat her.

The witch is in the lowest level of the "Abyss.

He did not speak to me in words.

Nick understands his mission not with words, but with his soul.

The meaning of his birth into this world.

That his life began at this moment.

............"

In the morning, as usual, I wake up in the dark, before the sun rises.

Usually, I have to get dressed visually in the dark room because there is no light, and then go outside to take care of my bird first.

But even though there was no light, Nick could look around his room.

He could see the edge of the bed, one of the knick-knacks, and even the dirt on the wall.

Thanks to this, he immediately noticed something that was not in his room: the holy sword Zed.

Nick takes the "Holy Sword" in his hand.

It fits in his hand as if it were the beloved sword he has been using since birth.

He opens the status and checks it.

I was level 10 yesterday, but now I'm level 7000......."

After just one night's sleep, his level had increased 700-fold.

Thus, his visual night vision has been enhanced, and he can see without difficulty even in a room with no lights.

It was all as the "Goddess" had told me in my dream.

I was the chosen one after all. ......!

A sense of euphoria spreads from my head to my toes.

The pleasure chemicals are pouring out of my brain so fast that I feel like my brain cells are going to be torn to pieces.

I am the happiest person in the world right now.

After biting his lips in happiness, he puts his sleeves on the most beautiful garment he currently has.

He is now going to fulfill his mission according to the goddess's wishes.

First of all, he must head to the Principality of Six, where the head temple of the Goddess cult is located.

?　Nick, what's wrong? What's the matter, Nick? You took out the clothes you're going to wear at the harvest festival. You can't work the fields in those.

What are you doing? Go change your clothes. When you are done with the birds, go and get the eggs. We'll use them for breakfast.

When I went out into the living room, my parents had already gotten up.

Father tilts his head at the sight of his son Nick, while mother scolds him and proceeds to prepare breakfast.

Apparently, they both mistakenly believe that Nick has slept through the night and put his cleanest clothes up his sleeves.

The sun has not yet risen, and the only source of light is the light leaking from the cooking stove in the living room, so they have not yet noticed the "Holy Sword Zed" that Nick is holding in his opposite hand.

He is like an actor on the stage.

Father, mother, I've received a message from the Goddess, and now I'm going on a journey to defeat the Demon King, the "Witch of the Giant Tower". It may be a hard and long journey, but I will surely fulfill my mission with my friends!　Please take care of yourselves, both of you!"

"............"

In the morning, as I was going to do my usual work in the fields, my only son, my eldest son, started talking about how he was going on a trip because he had been told by the goddess.

The parents could not react immediately and froze.

Nick, in response to their reaction, interprets it as, "He's so moved by his son's greatness that he can't speak," and walks triumphantly to the front door.

Here he finally notices that his son is clutching a magnificent sword in his opposite hand.

Of course, a poor farmer's house would never have such a fine sword.

The father grabs Nick's shoulder with a blue face.

What are you talking about?　Where the hell did you get that sword from?　Did you steal it from the village chief's house?

There is no way that the village chief's house would have such a magnificent and majestic sword.

However, since the only place that has it is at the village chief's house, which is the highest level in the village, the father seems to have made that decision.

The mother follows.

Nick!　Are you still sleepwalking?　Go wash your face with water quickly. And tell me where you stole that sword!　I'm going to go apologize right now!"

What are you talking about, Dad and Mom?　I was chosen by the Goddess, wasn't I? This 'Holy Sword Zed' is also a gift from the Goddess.

Oh, Dad!

As Nick smiles proudly and is in the middle of explaining, his father interrupts him by punching him in the face, but the level 7000 man is undamaged.

Instead, his mother's high-pitched screams are louder and more painful to the ears.

His father scolds him, his face so red you can see it even in the dark.

You stupid son of a b*tc*!　What a mess of nonsense!　Just tell me where you stole that sword from!"

............"

In direct contrast to his father's fury, Nick became severely cold.

The happiness he had felt earlier, as if he had been congratulated by the whole world, was replaced by a feeling of discomfort, as if cold water had been poured on his face.

He felt as if he had literally gone from being so happy that he was soaring to the heavens, to being dropped down to the filth of the earth.

The drop is so severe that he feels a strong sense of anger toward his parents.

(I can't believe that instead of being happy that their son was chosen to be a brave man, they don't listen to him, don't understand him, and beat him and yell at him. ...... Are these really the parents who gave birth to me, the brave man?)

He turns his cold, icy gaze toward his parents.

Without realizing it, the two of them turned up the heat even more.

'You wouldn't understand if I didn't tell you, you stupid son of a b*tc*!　Don't you have any shame in playing the hero of the tale at your age!"

Your father is right. I'm really embarrassed already!　Nick is old enough to take over the farm now, you know?　And yet, I can't believe I was chosen by the goddess with a sword I stole from somewhere. ...... If the villagers saw us like this, our mothers would be too embarrassed to walk out in the street. ......

............"

Father is furious and clenches his fists to strike further.

Mother wept with sadness and was only concerned about her appearance in the village, in Nick's eyes.

(Why are these people dragging their feet instead of celebrating their son's departure? ......)

Nick thinks for a while, and then it gets tedious.

Those who defy the word of the Goddess are not a race.

They are insignificant, scum of the earth.

No more."

What do you mean, "Enough is enough"?　You, what the hell is going on--"

Nick pulled the "Holy Sword Zed" out of its sheath and severed his furious father's head without hesitation.