I Became a 6★ Gacha Character

With bread, vegetables, and chunks of meat stowed in Han Se-ah's inventory, we ambled down the street as dusk cloaked the surroundings.

The street was far from silent.

Youngsters frolicking in front of the bakery were now scurrying towards the temple, likely orphans entrusted to the temple's care.

Unsurprisingly, their focus was entirely on Han Se-ah.

More fascinating than the man who leaps up high was the attractive magician who seemingly tucked countless loaves of bread and vegetables into nothingness.

"Sister! Are you a magician?"

"Fool! Women aren't magicians, they're witches!"

"But witches in tales are wicked magicians! This sister doesn't look like a hag with a hooked nose or a granny with a hump!"

Considering these were orphans navigating between the temple and the back alleys, their fascination with magic was normal.

Han Se-ah seemed slightly vexed, but, considering her audience, she couldn't dismiss the children.

Instead, she offered an awkward smile and engaged with them.

Thanks to Grace and Irene, who understood the situation and stepped in, she managed to dodge the torrent of questions.

The cacophony of children's voices echoed around them until they reached the back door of the temple, where the priests responsible for child care awaited their arrival.

Unlike Irene's pristine white nun attire, they sported black priestly robes.

A man, who was counting the children one by one, approached Irene and greeted her.

"Hmm? I heard you were heading to the tower, but you're back rather early, Miss Irene. Are these people behind you your party members?"

"Yes. They are my party members."

Despite Irene's status as a Saint Candidate, he seemed remarkably courteous towards her.

The man, who seemed to have heard about me from Irene, extended his hand, beaming.

His excitement matched that of the children, as though he was a novice who just joined the temple.

With a youthful visage, dedicated to his faith yet unable to abandon his fascination for adventure, he looked ready to head straight for the tower the moment he mastered some holy magic.

I clasped the hand of the novice priest.

"Adventurer Roland! News of your noble deed of saving innocent lives from the horned wolf has reached even my ears, here, amidst my duties at the temple."

"...?"

"Haha, you're humble. You truly seem like one who'd prioritize the salvation of the impoverished souls in the alleyway, even before the city guards."

Indeed, we hunted the horned wolf, but saving innocent lives?

What was he referring to?

I paused, puzzled for a moment, but the chatty priest carried on.

The back alley where we confronted the horned wolf was a hub for destitute alchemists and blacksmiths, those lacking skills and wealth.

It was a place where the penniless erected run-down homes. Naturally, it became a refuge for the city's poor.

While stalking the horned wolves, I hadn't detected any anomalies.

Maybe the impoverished alley dwellers were adept at hiding themselves.

After all, had they lacked such instincts, they would have died even before the horned wolves showed up.

"First, we should head to the kitchen to offload these food supplies."

"Oh, I've been keeping you too long. But food supplies?"

Irene came to my rescue, cutting off the surprisingly talkative priest.

Despite Irene's softer tone compared to the priest’s, he understood her words instantly, stepping back to scan us.

Given that all of us, from Han Se-ah to myself, appeared empty-handed, it must have been confusing for him to hear the mention of food supplies.

Nonetheless, he turned and led us toward the kitchen. The children who had accompanied us were already being ushered away by other priests.

The kitchen, responsible for feeding all the priests and children, was surprisingly expansive.

"We have flour, vegetables, and some meat. Where should we put them?"

"The meat can be hung in the warehouse over there, the rest can be left here... What?!"

Han Se-ah bit her lip as the bustling priests and nuns in the kitchen gaped in astonishment.

It seemed she enjoys pretending to be a genius mage with her inventory.

Maybe it was due to Grace, who never ceases to praise the inventory.

"My goodness, so much flour appearing out of nowhere..."

"That magic would be very handy while shopping."

"Aren’t you Irene’s guests? The Goddess will undoubtedly bless you."

Having exchanged greetings with the kitchen staff, Irene gently tugged my arm, leading us elsewhere.

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As we walked past religious murals adorning the walls, we reached a sizeable room.

A wave of cold sweat trickled down my back, even before Irene swung the door open.

Grace, ever perceptive, seemed to share my sentiments, chuckling awkwardly and retreating, sneakily shoving Han Se-ah forward.

She tried to slip away on her own.

"The goblins that sprang up were thwarted by Mari. She's an skilled maid and a talented rogue. Back then, with monsters swarming from all directions, pushing through the bushes..."

The voice echoing beyond the door was unmistakably Charlotte Cavendish's, whom we had met earlier.

Her relentless storytelling, leaving no room for respite, was indeed unique.

Had she not been a noblewoman, she might have carved out a successful career as a street bard with such talent.

Irene, detecting my reluctance, gently tugs at my sleeve, whispering.

Her touch was so natural that I didn't think to question why she had grabbed my sleeve.

"The children of the temple have been eager to meet you, Roland. When the orphans leave the temple, they occasionally find employment in shops owned by generous patrons of the temple... but when jobs are scarce, they are compelled to become adventurers. I apologize if this imposes upon you..."

Her head dips in a gesture of apology, her long lashes quivering.

I couldn't bring myself to respond harshly.

Despite my principle to act solely in my own interest, the sight of such a woman displaying her vulnerability naturally tugs at a man's heartstrings.

Besides, I had already planned to visit the temple at least once for the sake of managing my reputation.

If sharing my adventures can enhance the temple's favorability towards me, it's a win.

Interacting with the talkative noblewoman might be a bit tiring, but what goes around comes around.

To reassure Irene, I flash her a faint smile and then push the door open.

"So after we repelled the goblins and scoured the hut, guess what, we found loads of fruit! The monsters in the tower materialize out of thin air, but they still require sustenance and rest, just like us. That's why you'd see the Horned foxes hunting the Horned rabbits on the lower levels. But in the tower, the carcasses of the monsters vanish, so they can't be consumed. This is why the famished Horned foxes attack adventurers. Oh, and the recent sightings of the Horned wolves in the streets also—"

The spacious room was packed with a sizable number of children.

The audience wasn't limited to just boys intrigued by adventures; a few girls clutching their dolls were present too.

Seated in the midst of these children, chattering non-stop, was the pink-haired noblewoman, Charlotte.

Her blue-haired maid Mari was absent from the room; she must have been assisting with the chores.

The story of decimating a goblin tribe on the 11th floor and seizing the spoils from their huts.

At most, it was a tale of hunting down a dozen goblins and rummaging through their huts as a four-member party prior to Irene's transfer.

In essence, it was a tale that could be condensed into a single sentence, but she had been spinning the yarn for over 5 minutes now, an impressive feat in itself.

Back in college, filling a three-minute slot for a presentation had been challenging enough, so how was she able to carry on such a lengthy monologue without a script?

Perhaps her status would read 'Chatterbox' Charlotte.

"That's Sir Roland, the valiant hero who hunted down the Horned Wolves and cleaned up the city's back alleys."

"Whoa!"

As Charlotte, effortlessly engaging the children, steers the conversation towards me, all eyes turn in my direction.

They didn't swarm me. Seems like they've been taught basic manners.

The children within the temple demonstrate more restraint and decorum than those out playing in the street.

It's as if a division exists between the ones venturing outdoors and those residing within.

Still led by Irene, who maintains her grip on my sleeve, we weave our way through the sea of children.

Han Se-ah and Grace trail behind, their expressions awkward.

It's funny watching the two, seemingly unacquainted with children, recoil under the scrutiny of wide-eyed gazes.

"Where did we leave off yesterday?"

"When Sir Roland was on the 11th floor all by himself!"

Irene begins narrating once we're comfortably settled.

Despite her soft-spoken nature, her clear tone and precise pronunciation captivate the children.

Irene, curious about adventures in the tower, was joined by Charlotte, a noble lady mage who frequented the temple to prove her piety.

Charlotte's devoted maid, Mari, is also a part of the narrative.

The tank of the 24th floor is said to be a person that Charlotte recruited with her wealth.

Much like how I helped Han Se-ah, I guided Irene from the first floor and gradually ascended the tower.

But then a Horned Wolf appeared; a lethal threat to the townspeople.

Deeply devout Charlotte and Irene, in their quest to trace the Full Moon Wolf, ended up aimlessly wandering between the 10th and 11th floors—

"That's when we met Roland here. Do any of you have questions about our story so far?"

Everyone's hands shoot up.

It seems I had a lot to talk about.

As I awkwardly smiled under the children's expectant gazes, both Irene and Charlotte cast amused looks my way.

But something about Charlotte's gaze strikes me as peculiar.

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One of the people helping me with third-rate villain and my 6★ Gacha Character novel is picking up 2 novels! After we sort that out I'm hoping to increase the releases to 5.

I've always planned for 5 releases but there's just too many things to work on.

Now as for the spoiler people were asking for, I didn't really get anything. I only have raws up to the 140s at the moment and the latest chapter was posted today (c245). I thought there would be something to share but there really isn't i'll have to wait till I get the later chaps. Lol there was something in the 18+ chapter at the 140s that I thought was absolutely wild but since you guys wanted a spoiler about Han Se-ah and how she views game/Roland in the future, I'll wait till you guys to get there. But from that chapter... I'd be positive about the two of them at least...

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