"Then, there is only one question now... Am I considered a so-called god?"
After ordering the two horses that had become agitated due to their master's coma to calm down, Roland unceremoniously pushed the unconscious traveling merchant aside and began to ponder.
In terms of nature, he knew that there was definitely a difference, but in terms of person, to be honest, Roland did not have much worries.
He had complained about the Holy Lord's worn-out wisdom many times, but although the specific spells, magic, and even coping abilities had been completely worn out, the rich experience and mature learning ability in this worn-out wisdom were still well preserved.
When he was in Type-Moon, Roland was able to master the spells taught by Medea in a short period of time, and even to innovate. This talent once made Medea feel a little inferior, so until now, Roland has not encountered any spells that he cannot learn.
If after accepting the power called grace, he can also grant grace to others, there will be great potential in this.
"But we can't be careless..."
Although nominally the gods have sealed their own power, it is more just to continue the rules of the game. When faced with a life-and-death crisis, when they return to heaven, this power will be released.
Although most gods seem to be nonchalant at ordinary times, it is still difficult to deal with them when this power is released.
In the world of Danmachi, although the performance is not as strong as in the original work, after the level of grace is increased, there are clear records of battles against city-level enemies. The strong adventurers are even better than many ordinary servants in terms of combat power.
However, from this point of view, Roland's idea of turning power into his own down-to-earth and turning the past into experience for continued progress can be well satisfied.
Every adventurer who is now at the top of the world is a person who discovers possibilities in life-threatening battles and trials. After all, although the nature and direction of the tribes managed by the gods are different, the grace of all gods is the same, which is to maximize the exploration of the unknown possibilities of the residents of the underworld.
So, for Roland, the value of the ability called grace would be much higher.
"After all, I am now the embodiment of infinite possibilities."
Roland stroked the ring and looked at his current state.
[Key of All Spirit]
——Contracted Spirit Possession: Kamizuru Izuru·Super High School Level Hope (already contracted)
——Number of Contracted Spirit Extractions: 2
——Status: Can travel back and forth (Type-Moon)
When Roland decided to leave, he also contracted the newly acquired spirit. It was not that he was too ambitious and had forgotten the impact of casually contracting a new spirit, but the spirit of Kamukura Izuru was very suitable to complement his strength.
——Spirit Contract [Kamukura Izuru·Super High School Level Hope] (already contracted)
Significance: Your eye color will turn bright red.
Impact: Kamukura Izuru grants you the destiny of being blessed with endless talent, making you the embodiment of hope. If your own capacity is not enough to bear the weight of this talent, your personality will be diluted or even destroyed.
Empowerment:
Super High School Level Hope (Fake): A miracle that cannot be replicated, an artificial genius born under the favor of fate, possessing all super high school level talents, an embodiment of all possibilities in the ordinary human world, in all the development directions known to mankind. You are the embodiment of the future of this path.
Super High School Level Hope (True): The future born from despair, the true embodiment of hope. The more desperate the situation, the easier it is for you to become the savior who holds hope and brings victory.
Digestion requirements: Become everyone's hope in a desperate disaster.
Roland glanced at the information on the Key of All Spirits and felt a little emotional. Although it only had two simple abilities, he was sure that if he had found this contract spirit when he crossed over just now, the color of it would definitely be a glaring scarlet.
Kamukura Izuru, or Hinata Hajime, is both the protagonist and the villain. Although he is nominally a man-made genius, to be honest, no matter from which angle you look at it, the title of Super High School Level Hope almost represents superpowers.
Although the world where this contract spirit comes from is a magic-free world with a modern background, many of its talents are quite outrageous, including the analytical ability that can predict future developments to a certain extent, the lucky ability that can make wishes come true, and many outrageous black technologies.
Kamukura Izuru, who has gathered all the abilities, can be said to be a mechanical deity who is appointed to rule the world and will win wherever he stands.
Omnipotent, this is the first impression that this character gives people in the original work.
Although the price of this ability is also very serious, the so-called personality extinction is no joke, endless talents will directly overwhelm the original personality, and because everything can be done and the future can be predicted, everything in the world seems boring.
Even if the first contracted spirit Roland got was Kamukura Izuru, he would not dare to make a contract with him. Otherwise, he would most likely live mechanically like a tree.
But to Roland now, the color of this contract spirit is pure white. When he first confirmed it, Roland was still a little bit unbelieving. This was the first time he saw a pure white contract spirit.
But when he thought about his current situation, he felt relieved.
Although these talents can be regarded as superpowers, their origins are too low, so they can only be regarded as possibilities worthy of attention at best. The worn-out Thousand Wisdom is still the Thousand Wisdom, and there is a fundamental gap in the capacity. Not to mention the Beast VI that are the embodiment of human sin. Neither of them can be easily touched.
Therefore, the influence of the God's Throne not only did not bring any negative effects to Roland, but also made him feel a lot more fulfilled.
Although the digestion conditions are somewhat strange, it is not worth worrying about. Can it be called a desperate disaster? In the universe, there are too many scenes that meet the conditions. Even in Type-Moon, Roland himself deserves this title. If you encounter the right opportunity, just complete it.
But he is not in a hurry for these things now. The most important thing is to find a place to stay first, find out if there is any information about Spirit Contact, and confirm the current timeline.
Roland reached out his hand again and modified the memory of the traveling merchant next to him. From previous intelligence, he already knew that this guy was a businessman doing business between the nearby labyrinth city of Orario built above the underground city. Without knowing the coordinates, there was nothing wrong with taking a ride.
"Well, since we have come to the new world, let's take this opportunity to have some sex."
Roland rubbed his hands and focused his attention on the Key of All Spirits again. By recovering the contracted spirits, he had accumulated two chances to draw a lottery.
Roland had put it on hold before, considering that he was too late to complete his own plan and that his mental weaknesses had not yet been made up for. But after arriving in the new world, the idea of trying his luck began to stir again.
Although there is a possibility of drawing a contract spirit whose effect is unknown or unnecessary, or even very useless, Roland is not very worried about this.
The Key of All Spirits will choose according to the owner's requirements and try its best to meet the conditions. In addition, Roland has now integrated the fate of three different worlds. When he himself doesn't know what he wants, how can the Key of All Spirits satisfy his desires?
Roland stared at the Key of All Spirits and gave an order in his mind.
"Extract the spirit."
The unknown silver-white light flashed in his hands again. Between contraction and distortion, a strange light gushed out, which made Roland slightly stunned.
What caught his eyes was a hazy purple light.
——
"--Drive!"
The traveling merchant cracked the whip to drive the carriage forward, but he still couldn't resist the urge of curiosity. From time to time, he cast his eyes at the young man who was sitting next to him, leaning back with a lazy look on his face.
The other person is quite handsome, with regular features and slightly pale skin, but he does not look thin. Instead, he has an exuberant vitality. The most attractive thing is the simple and mysterious temperament of the young man, as if he was born to not worry about anything.
This kind of temperament can never be cultivated after birth; it can only be possessed with excellent innate conditions as a backing.
And the strange yet very appropriate clothing he wore before, this kind of special expression has only been seen on some gods by the traveling merchants.
If I hadn't seen this young man kill the beast that suddenly appeared before I fell into a coma, this misunderstanding would probably have continued.
The traveling merchant knew that gods often had a unique aura that allowed people to confirm their noble identities at a glance. However, this could be hidden after all, so it could not be fully believed. But the traveling merchant knew one thing: the gods could not easily kill such a terrible monster.
According to the rules of the underworld, the gods have sealed their own divine powers. Although people still respect them, they have gradually understood one thing as time goes by.
Gods who have sealed their divine powers are basically weaklings.
Unless their lives are in danger, they are very weak as their divine powers have been sealed. Not to mention adventurers, some monsters may even chase them into a state of great distress.
Moreover, there was nothing on his body that could please the gods, so the traveling merchant could only guess whether the young man was a prince or nobleman of some country.
However, since the other party did not admit it voluntarily, the traveling merchant would not be so tactless as to proactively explore the young man's identity.
"Thank you so much... I didn't expect such a powerful beast to appear near Orario. How strange..."
As the roof of the world, Orario is a labyrinth city that carries a very heavy responsibility and can be regarded as the center of the world. Every day, countless people who are eager for opportunities head here. Its special geographical location and the fact that most of the gods gather here make its resources and technology also at the world's top level.
Countless new adventurers come here every day, and some retired adventurers leave sadly. Under such circumstances, no major threats can appear near Orario. The traveling merchants in the nearby villages who have been doing business with Orario for several years can guarantee this.
This was also the important reason why he put all his weapons on the cart behind him. He didn't expect to encounter such an accident today. When he thought of the consequences if Roland didn't show up, the traveling merchant couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. While thanking Roland profusely, he took out a fat purse from his arms.
"This is a small token of my appreciation, please accept it."
"It's just a small matter... But you just solved my urgent need."
Roland tossed the purse in his hand casually, nodded with satisfaction, and then threw a bag of jewels that was much heavier than the purse to the other party.
"This is my reward to you."
"Lord Roland... How can this be possible..."
"Don't worry about it. If you really want to compensate me, please give me more information about Orario. After all, my current plan is to become an adventurer."
"Adventurer..."
Speaking of this special profession, traveling merchants also have some regrets.
"I had a dream like this before, but I gave it up because it was too dangerous. However, if it were you, you would definitely become a powerful senior adventurer."
This feeling is not out of flattery, but comes from the true heart of the traveling merchants.
The grace of the gods can allow the residents of the underworld to grow rapidly, but the gap brought about by different abilities still exists.
The strength and durability of the dwarves, the agility and strength of the orcs, and the elves who are born with magical powers, these are all differences brought about by racial talents that need to be faced.
It is not surprising that some adventurers who have obtained favors, become level 1, and have widened the gap with others can be defeated by those who have not obtained favors relying on their own talents.
"A high-ranking adventurer..."
Roland repeated the word with a playful look on his face.
The so-called senior adventurers may seem very powerful, but the gap between them is actually greater than that between humans and dogs. After all, from lv2 to lv6, they can all be referred to by such words.
Although Grace appears to be an official plug-in, the gap between people is more obvious because of it. According to the traveling merchant, in the entire Orario, almost half of the adventurers are at the level 1.
Some people are limited by their abilities, but more people are stuck there because they don't have the qualifications to become a hero and cannot meet the requirements for promotion.
Even if it is only level 2, it is already the main force among ordinary clans.
"Just a title like this can't satisfy me. Although this was not the original plan, now I want to be a hero. Isn't that what the stories say? A young man who has just started out comes to Orario, and then begins a heroic epic."
Roland shrugged, an inexplicable smile on his face.
"It's just a story after all..." After further confirming in his heart that Roland might be the young master who ran away from home, the traveling merchant gave a kind reminder out of kindness to his benefactor.
"The dungeon is a very dangerous place. If you really want to go in and take risks, equipment is essential..."
He subconsciously looked at Roland's body without any protective gear and sighed.
"At the very least, you need a sword. It's difficult to move in the dungeon without a weapon."
"Who said I don't have a weapon... Isn't my most trusted weapon always by my side?"
Roland raised his eyebrows and turned his head to look back. The petite silver-haired girl naturally stuck to him, turned her eyes away from the sky, stared at Roland with her azure pupils, and tilted her head to express her doubts.
"—Are you right, Est?"