Chapter 143.2

Chapter 143.2. Heroes

-Miu’s POV-

[Uh, yeah. That’s right. So, they’re not a fanatic. Things won’t settle down unless we give them a name…]

[Well… can’t be helped, I guess.]

I sigh, but I can’t help it.

“Well then, besides Nimue-san, let’s give them names. The men will be Eunoe, Habaran, Polini, Gamon, and Yashibu from the right, and the women will be Saksara, Sheena, and Matsu. Is that okay?”

I named five men and three women. Since there are many foreigners among these people, the names are not unusual.

“Thank you, my goddess!”

“Um, what about me?”

The eight of them choked up with tears and revealed their joy. Nimue-san should cherish the name given by her parents. The others showed off Mii-chan’s good naming sense.

Why does Freya look at Mii-chan with eyes that say, “Are you serious?” I have no idea.

“Oh, if anyone wants to revert to their previous name at any time, please let me know!”

Assuring them that it’s easy to change the name back, I inform them with a smile. Hehehe, Mii-chan, the strategist. I look around to see if anyone says they prefer their previous name.

“Power! When I receive a name, power surges within me!”

“Me too! Tremendous power!”

For some reason, they began to raise their voices, claiming they awakened.

It’s just their imagination. Only monsters power up when given a name.

[Well… their spirits are high, and it seems they’ve awakened. Their level increased by 1.]

[Heeeh.]

I’m envious. It seems they triggered an awakening event. Their levels are around 57, quite high, but I envy them because mobs don’t have awakening events.

“Loki-sama, give me a name too! Please give me a name!”

Nimue approaches with teary eyes, but I can’t give in.

“Nimue-san, you already introduced yourself, so I can’t give you a name!”

To console her, I pat her head. Oh, her hair feels cool. It’s pleasant to touch.

“The blessing of the goddess herself! I’m filled with power too!”

Nimue’s eyes shine, and she stands up energetically. It feels like she’s enveloped in an aura.

[Her level increased by 2.]

You’ve got to be kidding me. Is Mii-chan some holy girl who brings out latent abilities?

[Hahaha… Well, magic users power up with intense shocks.]

[It’s an amazing convenience, isn’t it?]

I glare at Freya’s words and let out a sigh. It’s a novel world after all.

The others also asked for blessings, so I patted their heads, but their levels didn’t increase.

It was just a surreal sight of a little girl patting adults.

Trying to dispel the air that seems to be giving rise to a dubious cult that respects a little girl, Mii-chan shakes her hands and decides to talk about what comes next.

“Um, I would like to ask everyone not to recognize me as a goddess, and not to mention that you all became fanatics. Is there anything we can do about it?”

Sitting cross-legged, it’s strategy time. We’re going to help the petrified druids, but we don’t want to create more fanatics.

“If we were to show Loki-sama to everyone, wouldn’t it cause a huge problem… and possibly create a major religion?”

“No, I won’t create one!”

“Hmm… That’s a shame.”

It’s fine if only the gentlemen here form a religious group to honor Mii-chan. These 9 individuals might be a little dangerous, though.

“Yes, sir! This Witch of the Lake. Nimue will come up with a secret plan!”

“Please, Nimue-san.”

I point at Nimue, who raises her hand.

“I thought we could hide in Freya-sama’s shadow!”

“I already did that earlier, right?”

“Yes. But this time, let’s utilize the power of a magical tool. We’ll place a barrel next to Freya-sama, calling it a Healing Barrel, as a magic tool.”

“Okay, who’s next?”

Ignoring Nimue, who eagerly suggests with a serious face and heavy breathing, I turn to the others. Dad jokes, seriously. Being serious doesn’t make it any better.

“The idea of using magic tools seems acceptable. In that case, let’s claim that we rescued them using a powerful mythical-grade artifact.”

A voluptuous, exotic woman raises her hand with a seductive smile.

“A magic tool?”

“Yes. I believe a mythical-grade magical tool has a high possibility of success.”

“Well, isn’t it dangerous to show a mythical-grade magical tool?”

Freya is right. If we reveal a mythical-grade magical tool, there will likely be a swarm of people trying to snatch it, to the point where we’d need a ticketing system.

“In that case, leave it to me, Saksara. I have some confidence in illusion magic. Shall we make it appear it got destroyed when other people use it?”

Her smile is brimming with confidence. Come to think of it, each of them specializes in a specific type of magic.

“I see. In that case, I have just the right thing!”

I exchange glances with them and respond with a smile. Luckily, we have a Sacred Artifact in my possession. It would be annoying to be harassed after someone realizes it was stolen.

I can already predict that Nidhogg will persistently bother us.

“Let’s use the Sacred Artifact Mistilteinn, which controls earth and plants. It will be perfect for this!”

I used it when rescuing these people, and its effect was outstanding.

Now, let’s make the preparations.

Sometimes, Sacred Artifacts that have exhausted their power become useless trash. They can rust or deteriorate, for example.