"Hmph… No need to worry! A group of kids with magic items is already helping Grace thanks to the prophecy! Just wait! At the Day 600 event, I'll unleash a boss I haven't had the chance to send in 500 days—all at once!"
Melt, cornered and desperate to save face, tries to fight back. But Cozy, grinning wider with glee, hits back exactly as she expected.
"Uwee~ Come on, Melt, boost points come from performance and our rankings, don't they~?"
"W-Well, I've saved up… a lot…"
"Whoa~? A lot? Rank 100, 0 damage, 0 chaos caused… five rounds straight. And you didn't use any points in the first-year festival. How many boost points could you possibly have…?"
"…"
Melt breaks into a sweat, recalling her measly 150 points—100 from the annual festival and 10 per round for five 100-day evaluations…
"150 points! Right!? Want me to share some of my handsome Ramsa's points? Say, 500? I've got over 3000 left, you know. This round might push me to 8000 if he keeps performing~"
Fwoosh!
Midway through Melt and Cozy's spicy banter, another goddess pops in, beaming with delight. She wears elegant, sheer white robes, her sleek figure adorned with glittering accessories, her sharp, stunning face framed by glossy black hair. Though her chest and hips are smaller than the other two goddesses, her proportions are perfectly athletic—outshining any model or celebrity.
"What's the game, Cozy, Melt? Heehee! I was headed to the main hall, but saw you two chatting up a storm and had to join… Let me in on the fun!"
"Whoa~ Umbra! Perfect timing. I was just feeling sorry for Melt, so I offered her 500 boost points. What do you think?"
"Nice one! I'd love to see her little paedo kid send some cool bosses to mess with others! Come on, Melt, I'll chip in 500 too. Maybe you'll finally climb out of last place, right, Cozy? She's still dead last, even with some goddesses gone!"
"Exactly! She hasn't dealt any damage, ufufu!"
Umbra, with a charming smile, doesn't sound as snarky as Cozy, but it's clear she's joining in not out of pity but for the thrill of piling on.
"N-No way!"
"Whoa~ We're offering for real, you know. Don't want it?"
"Exactly! I'd love to toss some points to take down Freeze or Glow. But, thinking about it, you'd probably just send a Wolf or Rab boss, right? Might scare some town kids for 5-6 minutes, haha!"
"Don't be like that, Umbra, ufufu!"
The scathing remarks hit Melt hard, especially with the growing crowd. She can't escape, mainly because of the mirror she's using to watch events… She rolls her eyes, swallows hard, and scrambles for a comeback.
"No need to worry about me! Grace will do something! Save your points to boost your heroes or buff their luck to hit the Top 10!"
"Pfft, come on, Melt. I'm not competing with those girls. My hero's already in the Top 20. My Chon just took down Eclipse's guy—Top 30—and my points shot up!"
"Whoa~ Nice one, Umbra. Mine's similar, you know—Top 30 already. Without boosting, I might hit 10,000 points. My Ramsa's about to recruit a half-human magic weapon team, ufufu!"
"W-What's that… half-human magic weapon…?"
"Uwee!? What's that? Like the rare Bipe my Chon got recently?"
"Hmm~ I don't know exactly, but probably like Munch's ring that turns human with magic power. Except these transform on their own—no magic needed!"
"Oooh, sounds cool! Poor Melt, no cool items or even decent heroes… Hmm, even you're kind of a mess, heehee!"
"That's harsh, Umbra… though it's true, ufufufu!"
The relentless roasting and boasting about the special event make Melt feel utterly inferior. She tries to muster something to fight back…
Melt crosses her arms, leaning against the mirror, eyes closed.
"Hmph… Just some special Bipe and half-human magic weapons, huh? Grace has three mentors, nearly Level 200 each! Just wait—soon Grace will outshine everyone, and you'll all be jealous!"
Cozy smirks, glancing at Umbra, who's barely holding back laughter.
"Whoa~~ Impressive! Level 200, and three mentors, huh? Just mentors, though? My half-human magic weapons are only Level 400 each, ufufu."
"L-Level 400!?"
"And there's eight of them."
"E-Eight!?"
"And my Chon's special Bipe? Just Level 1200."
"L-Level 1200!!!???"
The disadvantage keeps piling up… Melt's stunned reactions delight the two goddesses watching her.
"Maybe I'll test them out before Day 600. Deal tons of damage to others. Waa~ Just thinking about it's fun! My handsome Ramsa, ufufu!"
"Mine's already gone big several times. That Bipe is insane. Chon made it his main subordinate, outshining the girls in his party. Haha, my Chon loves this stuff~"
Grrrr…
"Whoa~ Your little paedo's worm is getting pulled out to play!"
"Uwee, so tiny—like a pinky knuckle!"
"S-Stop looking! You can't look! Stop picking on Grace!!!!"
Flail flail flail
Melt falls into the same trap, gritting her teeth in frustration, panicking as she wildly waves her arms to block the mirror, her chest bouncing. Though Grace is fully hidden behind her, the background only shows vague movement.
"Ufufu, that's our Melt! No wonder she's the darling of us with perfect heroes who can't find a single worry!"
"Heehee, her reactions are hilarious! Totally worth coming to roast her. Don't rush to earn points for a private room or mirror, okay, heehee!"
"Well… it's her last chance, right? No items, no power, not even a private room… Otherwise, she wouldn't be the clown stuck at the public mirror for us to tease, ufufufu!"
"Heeheehee!"
"…"
Those words… make Melt's face visibly sink… her eyes start to glisten with tears…
End of Chapter 85
No Items, No Power, Not Even a Private Room