Chapter 106 – How to Use Angels

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Translated by Heavenly Cat

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No one can smile all the time.

Even angels, who bring hope to people, are bound to sometimes wear a tearful face.

I felt this truth acutely as I looked at the angels dragged out of the Sowing Castle.

The only exception was Anniel.

Everyone else was drooping like mourners at a funeral, but only she was energetic.

Even though the atmosphere was dreary due to being far away from the resting refugee group.

Anniel noticed my gaze and bowed politely with a gentle smile.

“It is fortunate that my comrades responded to persuasion.”

Unlike Anniel, who spoke amiably, the dragged-out angels still had faces like they were about to die.

As if that wasn’t enough, they even gave off the distinctly pungent stench of a sewer.

The smell of fear. Lately, I’ve smelled it so often that I don’t even feel disgust.

I didn’t even have the heart to scold the angels over this.

It was natural for the angels before my eyes to feel fear.

The memory of being murdered in Lanium without being able to put up any resistance must still remain.

I clicked my tongue in pity and nodded.

“Everyone seems tense. Anniel, please introduce them.”

“…Of course. I will introduce them in order.”

In my own way, I wanted to have an introduction time to lighten the mood a bit, but looking at Anniel’s eyes, it was completely ruined.

When Anniel swept a chilling glare over them, they all flinched their shoulders.

But even if I scold them later, now is the time to warmly comfort them.

I even waved my hands and shook my head at Anniel.

Since they were dragged out forcefully, it’s understandable they lack motivation.

Anniel, as if realizing my true intentions with her characteristic insight, furrowed her brows.

But she couldn’t go against my will.

The one Anniel approached first was the shortest angel.

“Haa. I’ll introduce this side first. This is Cheniel.”

“Hic! I, I-I’m Cheniel.”

“Cheniel, you must state the church you belong to and your role.”

“Belonging to the Cycle Church… g-gardener… I’m Cheniel…”

Cheniel was too big to be called a girl, and too short to be called an adult.

If I had to distinguish, she was closer to a girl.

Because even while nervously glancing this way and looking down at the ground, a lively expectation could be felt.

Cheniel let her curly blonde hair flow down to her shoulders and constantly moved her tear-filled large eyes.

However, as a god, I must objectively analyze the angels’ abilities.

To start with the conclusion, Cheniel was a typical non-combat type angel.

An appearance meant to lower the guard of those seeing her for the first time and put them at ease.

There was no twist of having hidden power beneath a frail appearance.

It wasn’t as if she possessed a strong and firm heart either.

She wasn’t soft on the outside but firm on the inside either; she was a feather pillow that dented deeply when poked.

“You were working hard raising seeds inside the Sowing Castle.”

“Y-you saw?”

“Of course. That’s why I feel more sorry, having to call even you out.”

“Ah…. no… it’s, f-fine.”

She drew her words out, clearly showing she was not fine at all, but it was expected.

I knelt down, faced Cheniel for a moment, and gave her a grinning smile.

“Actually, you didn’t want to come out, did you?”

“Yes!”

Cheniel unintentionally answered vigorously.

Then, realizing what she had just said, her complexion turned pale white.

Though the face of Anniel, watching from the side, flushed red.

“A-ah, no. That’s not it.”

“…Cheniel. You do remember your calling as an angel, right?”

“Yeah, I remembered everything Anniel said! I remembered!”

If it’s an angel making excuses while sweating profusely, people would probably accept it quickly too.

It was the moment her report card was beep-beep-beep inputted into my head.

I could tell this immediately even without a status window.

Interpersonal skills: High. Combat ability: Lowest. Willpower: Lowest.

Unfit for combat.

I raised my body and headed to the next person.

This time it was an angel with sturdy muscles situated beneath a thin robe.

“And you next to her?”

“B-belonging to the Cycle Church, Root Keeper Pabiel! I greet Star Creation of the Nebula Church!”

“If you are a root keeper, you must know a bit about the underground.”

“Yes! Just leave it to me!”

Pabiel was full of military discipline.

The first impression was simple. Energetic, passionate, and simple.

So much so that thoughts floating to the surface were being read exactly as they were.

The reason Pabiel was acting so snappy was that he noticed the power I possessed.

‘There’s no energy felt at all. And yet this imposing pressure, I’ve never felt it except from the Growing Life…!’

Of course, being simple doesn’t only have disadvantages.

It also meant elevating fighting spirit was easy.

Without any need for me to throw a few words, Pabiel was looking outside Elysium and firming his resolve.

‘Besides, that halo, I can feel the power of the sun from it, faintly as it might be.’

Pabiel was an angel possessing extreme strengths and weaknesses.

And specialized expertise is often required over versatility.

If he just firmly sets his mind to it, he’s a talent—no, an angel who fights well enough.

Interpersonal skills: Low. Combat ability: High. Willpower: Medium-Low.

Pabiel is sent to the front line.

The moment I made this resolution, Pabiel suddenly looked around and rubbed his forearms.

“What’s this ominous feeling…?”

Seeing that he even possesses excellent intuition, he will be very useful in battle.

Then, the next person…

“Maniel. Order of the Cycle, Star Road Keeper Maniel.”

“An proactive attitude. Unexpected.”

“It’s only natural, O Great Godfather of Stars.”

…The next person respectfully bowed at the waist even before I brought it up.

Maniel was an angel who grew her lustrous white hair down past her shoulders, almost touching her waist.

If not for the halo and wings, it’s an appearance that could pass for a beautiful, innocent local woman.

Looking at the easily likable appearance, she probably came into contact with humans frequently.

An undeniable non-combat type angel.

The part different from Cheniel lay in the eyes revealed when she raised her head again.

A strange desire was contained in Maniel’s golden eyes.

I wondered why that was, but I knew after hearing her subsequent words.

“This honor of meeting the inheritor of the gods, how could I ever forget it even if eons pass.”

I vaguely guessed from the title of Star Road Keeper.

That Maniel would realize something upon seeing the stars in my flesh.

I wondered what she would learn, but she seemed to have noticed my origin.

The other angels actually had their eyes wide open.

This time, Anniel was no exception.

“Inheritor?”

“Anniel, you didn’t know?”

Maniel was likewise surprised by Anniel asking back in surprise.

While the two were facing each other in surprise, I quickly graded the report card.

Interpersonal skills: High. Combat ability: Low. Willpower: Medium-High?

Let’s hold off on sending her to the front line for now.

“Next.”

“Yes, Star Creation! It’s Hatiel! Belonging to the Cycle Church, Leaf Keeper Hatiel!”

Even when they first came, they all looked like they were dying, but before I knew it, their attitudes had changed.

If I had to pick the angel with the highest tension among them, it would be Hatiel in front of my eyes.

A reddish-brown bob cut and eyes sparkling with expectation.

Hatiel was even wearing a beaming smile while looking at me.

“I didn’t know at first, but I knew when I got closer! I can feel the Tinting Leaf-nim from you, Star Creation!”

“I can hear you even if you don’t shout. Calm down and speak.”

“Yes! …Hehehe. Thank goodness, Tinting Leaf-nim.”

Patting the angel who was even shedding tears of joy, we conversed.

Thanks to that, there were quite a few facts I found out.

Hatiel was an angel who served the Tinting Leaf.

It seems she went through mental distress after falling away, unable to join her god.

“Tinting Leaf-nim’s Elysium has passed to you, Star Creation, so I can be relieved now!”

I graded her report card this time too.

Interpersonal skills: Medium. Combat ability: Medium-Low. Willpower: High.

I’m sorry to the brightly smiling angel, but…

“Tinting Leaf left me much advice. And now left me an angel too.”

“St-Star Creation. Please take good care of me from now on…!”

“Do not worry. I will share my power generously with you.”

“Will I become strong like Anniel too?!”

“Of course.”

“Kyaaaaaaaaak!!!”

…I have to send you to the front line too.

As I patted her shoulder telling her to cheer up, Hatiel merely rejoiced without knowing anything.

At that moment, noticing the boisterous atmosphere, another angel appeared from over yonder.

“Cheniel, Pabiel, Hatiel, Maniel… i-is it really you?”

“Ceciel!”

“You, you guys. You really… I thought you weren’t coming out…”

Ceciel threw herself at her comrades, forgetting even to report to me first.

It’s a world where partings are much more frequent than meetings.

Not wanting to interrupt a reunion after a long time, I took a few steps back.

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That didn’t mean I could be considerate even regarding official matters.

With one round of interviews, I was able to decide on the roles to distribute to the angels.

It’s a pity for the angels who gathered in one place and were rejoicing after a long time…

The Sun God and the Celestial Church had begun their activities in earnest.

In my heart I wanted to flash in the east and flash in the west, but I had taken on the most crucial role.

Delaying the sunrise of the Black Sun rising in the east as much as possible.

Because of this, the help of the angels was desperately needed until all the people safely evacuated.

I had to be the villain interrupting the angels’ reunion.

“With this, there are six angels. But you won’t all be able to fight.”

The one who expressed doubt at my mood-breaking remark was Anniel.

“What do you mean we can’t fight?”

She whipped her head around as if seeking agreement on those words, but what returned was avoidance and silence.

Only after a long time did Hatiel reply, struggling to raise her eyes.

“I-If you grant us power, Star Creation… there’s nothing we couldn’t fight, but…”

“My thoughts are the same. But there is a fatal problem in receiving my power.”

“A problem?”

“If you cannot endure the pain, even an angel will die.”

It was the moment even Hatiel became mute.

Anniel and Ceciel were also nodding their heads as if convinced.

“Certainly.”

“I overlooked that…”

My unique trait Re-Star Creation is definitively a powerful miracle.

It’s great that it rebirths angels as angels of the Nebula Church and doubles their power.

However, the risk of dying if you fail to overcome the trial was huge.

Of course, even if an angel dies, they just return to Elysium, so they could just try again…

The problem is that you can’t try without a significant amount of willpower.

I needed to give the newly emerged angels time to build up their willpower.

“But we can’t just not use you either. Therefore, the angels will be operated in three teams of two.”

My decision was as follows.

Anniel takes Hatiel, and Ceciel takes Pabiel into battle.

Hatiel and Pabiel are angels who must eventually stand on the front lines, so I compel them to gain experience, even if forced.

Of course, the actual combat power is Anniel and Ceciel.

The two of them completely focus solely on combat, and immediately upon destroying the enemy, leave Hatiel and Pabiel behind and head to the next fierce battlefield.

And Hatiel and Pabiel remain on guard until Cheniel and Maniel, who take on the role of the retrieval team, arrive.

I just need to inform them of the survivors’ locations with my map, so there was no need to scout.

The reason Hatiel and Pabiel remain around the survivors is to block the Celestial Church’s follow-up forces.

“You do not need to win. Your mission is to buy time until Anniel and Ceciel arrive.”

“Yeeees….”

“Y-yes!”

The trembling voices of Hatiel and Pabiel made me agonize over whether my decision was right.

However, the decision was not overturned.

Now that they had come out of Elysium, the angels had to fulfill their mission.

Because there were far too many survivor groups being dragged to the fallen dragons’ nests.len dragons’ nests.