I Became a Fortune Teller in the Game My Little Sister Made – Chapter 220

“Well, isn’t this just perfect?”

“………What…?”

“I mean preparation. So, Jacob?”

“Uh, me?”

“May I ask just one question about the Hero? You can think of it as a sort of survey.”

“Uh… sure, if it’s just about the Hero…”

“…It’s… fine…”

After all, it’s only for 24 hours that I’ll have to fit in.

At least for that time, I should definitely fit in.

As Abel repeated that to himself, he found that he couldn’t make eye contact with Jacob.

Namgoong Min, always wearing the same smile, opened his mouth.

“What do you think about the Hero’s mission?”

“Uh, um!?”

“You don’t need to think too complicatedly. Just honestly tell me what you think about the Hero’s mission.”

“………”

“I understand it might be burdensome with me right in front of you. But Jacob’s sincere answer could mean a lot to the Hero.”

“………Then…”

After hesitating for a moment, Jacob looked at me, not Namgoong Min, and answered.

“To be honest, I think it’s too much…!”

“………What…?”

“I mean, isn’t that right? Everyone around me, my parents, every American, just looks to the Hero. They believe that the Hero will enter the Pentagon and slice through the source of that Gate. That only the Hero will save us all… but, but that’s…”

“……….”

“It’s like… asking us to die for you.”

For a moment, my eyes widened in surprise.

Jacob’s words were completely aligned with what I had just been thinking.

“But… as someone who holds a Job, I deeply feel it. The only one who can truly reclaim America, my homeland… is you, the Hero. The only one who can breach the tens of millions of Gates and enter the Pentagon is you.”

“………”

“So, therefore…”

Jacob seemed to struggle with his concluding words.

After a moment of hesitation, he finally said,

“Please… don’t die.”

“………”

“I want to see you again, alive.”

*

Checking the conditions for using Job Skills.

*

“…Where are we… going…?”

“Well, can I call him my mentor?”

“……Mentor…?”

This Fortuneteller has a mentor?

Who could possibly teach a Fortuneteller who flips the Academy upside down with just one word and solves every incident?

While I pondered the candidates that just wouldn’t come to mind, Namgoong Min was heading to a somewhat familiar place.

“Ah, we’ve arrived. This is the top floor.”

“…Student…Council Room…?”

“Yes. The president should be here… President?”

“Oh, ohhh, ohhh!! Who is this? The Fortuneteller of the highest city and the external advisor among external advisors!”

“It’s been a while, President.”

“Haha! The knight of the highest mountain, Lily White Rose, always welcomes external advisors!”

Li, Lily White Rose?

I’ve never seen her. I’ve never met her, but… I’ve heard countless rumors that she’s a woman driven mad by knighthood, and not in a good way.

She’s the third-year student who blocked Namgoong Min and the other students from the Special Class during the first lesson.

Namgoong Min’s mentor?

…Really?

“Hm? This junior radiating a knightly aura?”

“Ah, are we meeting for the first time? This is the Hero, Abel Legion, from my class.”

“………Should I say… it’s nice to… meet you…?”

“10… 500… 2000… 15000…?”

“………?”

Why suddenly numbers?

While Lily White Rose looked at me and started counting some numbers, she suddenly threw her head back and shouted loudly.

“Chivalry Power 120,000! That’s an impressive figure!!”

“…………What…?”

“But weak! My Chivalry Power is 530,000! But 120,000 Chivalry Power is truly excellent! Yup, very excellent!”

Clap! Clap!

The rumors that she is the strongest of the third year aren’t mere gossip; I feel a slight pain each time she cheerfully claps me on the back.

What’s with this… Chivalry Power? 530,000?

What on earth does that even mean…

“President, what is Chivalry Power?”

“Good question, external advisor! Chivalry Power can be described as a parameter that this knight among knights, Lily White Rose, personally measures for others’ chivalry! The accuracy is a whopping 100%! Every clinical trial has been a success!!”

“Just to ask, what do you mean by clinical trials…?”

“Based on the results I tested on my followers and Samuel, they all praised the accuracy! Since I got it right three times, the accuracy is 100%!”

The conversation was spiraling into something that sounded like madness.

Even though we hadn’t been together for even a minute, I began to understand why evaluations of Lily White Rose were so extreme.

Those who view her favorably easily approach her because of her affability, while those who don’t grow even more distant due to that same affability and her boisterousness.

Regrettably, it seemed I would be the one distancing myself.

…On the contrary, it seemed Namgoong Min was the one getting closer.

“That’s really cool.”

“External advisor, are you curious about the external advisor’s Chivalry Power too?”

“Honestly, as a Fortuneteller, I’m not that curious. But, President, may I ask you something?”

“Hmm, what is it? If it’s a question from the knight among knights, Lily White Rose, anything’s welcome!”

As she replied, she thumped her plated armor’s chest with a loud bang.

I couldn’t help but feel…

‘Is this really okay…’

At this point, it felt like they had sought me out to make things complicated for no reason.

Even if not much has changed, just before I was about to shoot Namgoong Min a resentful gaze.

“What do you think about the Hero’s mission?”

“………Ah, I see. That’s why you sought me out.”

‘Huh?’

In an instant, Lily White Rose’s voice descended calmly.

It was no longer the boisterous and exaggerated voice I had seen until now.

It was soft and gentle, as if it had gone through many twists and turns in life.

“The Hero, Abel Legion.”

“…………….”

“I truly think you’re amazing.”

“…………….”

Amazing.

It was a sentiment I had never once thought of myself.

“Look at me. I’m just an ordinary person who calls herself a knight and portrays chivalry. I had some innate talent and could save many people, but those I couldn’t reach… they were out of my hands.”

“………….”

“But you are different. You were born with great power, carrying a hefty responsibility. The Hero’s mission is harsh and cruel, yet…”

With unwavering and earnest eyes.

Lily White Rose gazed at Abel Legion.

“At the same time, I believe it is very noble.”

“…Is it so…?”

“Everyone thinks when it comes to the Hero’s mission that it’s about sacrifice. But I don’t think so.”

Ting.

“As a knight, I can tell. You are truly… strong. You could easily defeat someone like me.”

“………….”

“So, from a mere knight’s perspective, if I’m to speak of the Hero’s mission.”

“My chivalry is for the weak, but your mission is for the world.”

“I pay my respects.”

*

First, it should be for the world.

*

“……Is this…?”

“Hero, isn’t the world getting better? We can talk with people from all over the world right here in the middle of the Pacific Ocean.”

“…………….”

“Don’t look at me like some country bumpkin, just sit down. I’ve already contacted the other party.”

The next place I visited after the Student Council Room was the Contact Building within the Academy.

Not just any kind of contact, but a place for higher-ups to meet, secret dialogues, and to communicate with family who can’t access mobile phones through magic and artifacts.

Just the name alone suggests its purpose, but for students attending the Romance Academy, visiting it once in their four years is considered quite a feat, as it is typically regarded as the most useless building in the Academy.

However, once I sat on the chair in the small room, a screen that filled one wall flickered to life.

…It was a familiar face.

“………Raphael…”

[Long time no see, Abel.]

At that moment, I finally understood why Namgoong Min insisted on coming here.

The current Saint, rumored to have nearly consolidated the Church’s factions, Raphael Martina is indisputably one of the busiest people in the world.

Naturally, considering external elements like eavesdropping and surveillance, it’s usual to decline regular communications.

However, while it has few users, the Academy guarantees the confidentiality of this contact venue.

It’s the perfect location for a Hero and a Saint to converse.

[It’s been a while too, Namgoong Min.]

“Not that much time has passed. Saint, how have you been?”

[I think it’s going reasonably well. I’ve absorbed Karleya and Cassandra, so all that’s left is Skoll, who will soon resign from the Archbishop position.]

“…What are you planning to do?”

[Aside from being betrayed by me… Skoll is a wise person. It will be difficult for him to take on a significant role like before, but I doubt they’d expel him from the Church entirely.]

“You’re being merciful.”

[That’s mercy denied to those who possess no such quality from the Divine.]

For a moment, I hesitated about whether it was okay for a Saint to say something like that, but… Namgoong Min and Raphael continued their conversation without a hitch.

‘Did I mishear something?’

They spoke so nonchalantly that I quietly sat and listened to their exchange.

While it’s true that I have some acquaintance with Raphael, that relationship seemed to pale in comparison to Namgoong Min’s.

It seemed to me too that Raphael felt similarly.

[…I want to catch up more, but it looks like Abel’s side is feeling a little chilly.]

“……….Hearing that from a guy… gives me the chills…”

[Don’t I look a bit feminine?]

“…………….”

[Just kidding, just kidding. Don’t try to escape from your seat. By the way, what brings you here?]

“Ah, that’s──”

[…No, Namgoong Min. This time, it won’t be you, but rather Abel.]

“……………….”

[Abel.]

The Raphael on the screen seemed somehow different from the one I had met before heading to the Church.

He smiled and faced me.

[Please, speak up yourself.]

“……………The Hero’s…”

[Please say it louder.]

Louder, louder?

‘Right.’

I’ve come this far.

It’s already past the stage of being embarrassed and dodging.

Now, just!

“…What do you… think about the Hero’s… mission…?”

Did Raphael know this question would come up and deliberately pointed at me?

Looking satisfied with my courage, Raphael nodded and began to reply.

As if he already had an answer prepared from long ago.

[It is the most beautiful fight in the world.]

“…………….”

[Does that sound a bit strange? Abel, I believe everyone is always fighting for something. You, me, and the Fortuneteller beside you.]

“………….”

[Yet most of that effort is actually for oneself. Though I’m embarrassed to admit it, that was true for me as well. In the end, I… was seeking a conviction regarding myself. How I would be viewed by Raphael, and by Cloel as well.]

What on earth is he talking about?

It was odd he mentioned his name and also called out to someone named Cloel.

But just the sincerity in his voice coming through the screen was enough for me to quietly listen to Raphael’s response.

[However, Abel, observe your fight. You’re not fighting for yourself.]

“That is…”

[Your fight is to protect someone.]

To protect someone…

That phrase, familiar to me for a moment, triggered a slight jolt of surprise.

Raphael looked at me as if he still had more to say.

Not at Namgoong Min.

At me.

[Abel, if I may… a foolish priest who dares to consider himself your friend would say.]

[Your mission is more venerable than anything in this world; your fight is a fight for others.]

[How could it not be called the most beautiful fight?]

[Ah, and please do inform me when you set out to fulfill your mission.]

[After all, a Saint is often needed on a Hero’s journey, isn’t it? Unfortunately, I’m male, though.]

*

Second, it must be a fight to protect the world.