‘Me?’ I was a little stunned. I didn’t even know what my own strengths were, so I had no choice but to push through and say, “Well… I suppose I’m quite strong… And, oh right, I’m a Language-type Phantom God, so I can cast a wide variety of divine spells. As for talents…”
I pondered for a moment. ‘I don’t seem to have any, do I…?’
They had been listening intently, but then I suddenly fell silent. A slight bewilderment crossed their faces. Could a god, representing an entire attribute, introduce themselves so simply? And without even knowing their own innate talents?
Lavishly Karafar stammered, “Is that… all?”
I nodded. “Yes, that’s all. That’s all the information I have.”
Lavishly Karafar cleared her throat twice. “Ahem, oh, alright. In that case, our strategy becomes quite clear. But I must say, it’s impossible for you not to have innate talents. Since you’re unaware of them, you won’t need to take on a frontline role before your awakening. Just focus on providing support skills. We can redefine your position once you’ve awakened.”
I nodded in agreement. This was precisely what I had been thinking. Having witnessed Xilinka’s combat prowess, I honestly understood the vast difference between us. Therefore, acting as a support from the backline, cheering them on, and occasionally applying buffs was truly the most suitable role for me.
Next, I voiced a significant question that had been weighing on my mind. “By the way, do any of you know a goddess named Qianyue?”
Lavishly Karafar furrowed her brow, deep in thought. “Hmm… I believe she enrolled at the same time as me, but she always seemed to refuse to attend classes. It seems she only recently started the basic courses. You’re not in the same cohort as her, are you?”
I nodded, a hint of helplessness in my expression. “Not only are we in the same cohort, but the teacher also tasked me with gathering information about her… If I don’t complete it, I lose 50 points; if I do, I gain 50 points.”
Lavishly Karafar looked at me, stating with certainty, “Your mentor is Leixar, isn’t she?”
I nodded.
“Forget about it. Listen to me. At worst, we’ll just win a few more matches. Don’t bother trying to find out anything about Qianyue,” she said earnestly.
‘Hmm… alright then.’ I agreed verbally, but I still wasn’t ready to give up. The thought of my personal reasons causing the team to lose points equivalent to five consecutive defeats felt truly…
“Good, that’s settled. Let’s eat quickly. We absolutely cannot lose the official match this afternoon! Our opponents are ranked 8999, and we’re quite a bit higher than them!” Lavishly Karafar nodded, satisfied, and then added.
I also nodded. It seemed unlikely we would lose. If they could win before without me, surely with an additional support capable of providing buffs, we wouldn’t be defeated.
After finishing our meal, we headed towards the colossal arena. No matter how many times I visited, the sheer awe it inspired remained immense.
We entered the venue where our match would soon take place. Teams were still battling in the arena, and the surrounding spectators were steadily growing in number.
“Tsk, tsk, it seems your performance last time, Little Mengmeng, really piqued everyone’s interest,” Lavishly Karafar remarked, clicking her tongue. “The stands for this team arena are much larger than the solo one, and they’re completely full now!”
I was somewhat surprised. While I expected a large crowd, I hadn’t anticipated quite so many people.
Just then, a male voice appeared behind me once more. “After all, everyone wants to see what unexpected chemical reaction will occur between the highly anticipated Moe God, Ye Menghan, and this notoriously ‘disappointing’ team.”
‘Why ‘once more’? Because he, Ryan, always appears behind me or somewhere out of sight. It’s truly…’
However, there was another point that bothered me. “‘Disappointing’ team?” I sensed a hint of trouble.
Lavishly Karafar glared intently at Ryan, her eyes seemingly spitting fire. Ryan merely shrugged, indicating he hadn’t said anything wrong.
At this moment, Xilinka, who had been silent all this time, spoke up. She turned to me and said, “Yes, that’s true. When we first formed our team, we were practically the most highly anticipated team. Yet, our results were exceptionally poor. That’s why we’re called the ‘most regrettable team.'”
Ryan nodded innocently, agreeing with Xilinka’s words, while Lavishly Karafar finally let out a sigh.
“Alas, if the three of us were to split up and form teams better suited to our individual strengths, our results would undoubtedly be much better, but…”
Mifeier interjected, speaking with a rare, resolute tone. “But, we promised each other that we would always stay together, no matter what.”
I looked at them, and suddenly, a surge of passion welled within me. “What is there to fear? Remember, while I may not be particularly powerful right now, I am an all-rounder god! Whatever weaknesses you may have, I can find a way to compensate for them. Let’s take our time. I don’t believe anyone is inherently unsuitable; as long as we have the will, nothing is impossible.” ‘To think I just spouted so much motivational drivel! This is truly not my style.’
However, Lavishly Karafar and the other two seemed quite pleased to hear it. “Yes, everyone who has seen us has advised us to go our separate ways and pursue individual development. Finally, someone understands us! So, will you strive with us, never to be separated?”
My face flushed. ‘Never to be separated? What does that mean? Could it be…?’
I nodded subconsciously, then heard Mifeier clap her hands in delight. “From now on, Sister Ye will be one of us!”
‘Huh? One of us? Oh, so that’s not what they meant… It seems that longing for a girlfriend for so long truly does lead to strange expectations in this regard…’