DanMachi, My Members Are From Slice-of-Life Anime

Finn is still considered a "hero created by God".

His great achievements largely stemmed from the will of the Orario gods.

Steady, wise, and methodical.

In most wars, Finn appeared more as a commander than a front-line combatant.

This identity is clearly different from that of a hero in the conventional sense; he lacks the "adventure" that a hero should have!

"You will bear the responsibility of challenging the end."

"We cannot afford to lose the city's fighting strength."

"Don't cause internal strife with Freya's Familia."

The guild leader often used such words to urge Finn on.

at the moment……

"This is a trial unique to the Loki Familia. Only by seizing the opportunity can they be worthy to continue as the queens of Orario and follow in our footsteps."

"Otherwise, after Freya's Familia has undergone its baptism, they are destined to be left behind by us!"

Shaga, accompanied by the goddess, stood atop the plateau, overlooking the battlefield ahead.

The One-Eyed King is roaring, the Skeleton King is dancing.

That is the story of Palum, treading the path of courage; it is the lament of true heroes of antiquity.

Time passed by, second by second, and the battlefield gradually became increasingly intense.

"I don't know how strong the Black Dragon is. Although I always joke that Zeus and Hera failed because they 'couldn't fly,' the truth is that the strongest army, with level 9 and multiple level 8 soldiers, was easily defeated."

"The defeat was so devastating that even someone as proud as 'Silence' felt despair."

A flicker of worry about the unknown flashed in Shaja's eyes:

"So when I heard that Shadow wanted to conduct a trial on the Loki Familia, I chose to agree."

"We need more comrades."

"The higher the combat strength, the better."

The timeframe is only about three years, or even less.

He noticed it after reaching level 5.

The improvement of stats has become slower. The effect of Full Power Reliance has also been reduced.

When there is a huge difference in the overall level, accumulating ability points is no longer enough to cross the class.

Just like now.

The young players have all reached level 5 at most. Including Ryu, who is about to reach level 7, and Alyssa and the others who are still leveling up, the ability points that Shaka has gained from them have only reached level 8.

Perhaps this is not a very accurate way of putting it.

Using "pseudo-8" to describe it would be more appropriate.

Ok……

Even with all these bonuses, the bonus from [Wings of Justice] only exceeds three tiers.

It's only slightly higher than Ais's wind.

Taking into account the hatred towards the Black Dragon, there isn't actually much of an advantage.

This is the difference in "tools".

Shaga wasn't confident that he would reach level 10 in three years. That was the realm of the gods.

But the black dragon may have used the power of the immortal essence to reach that realm.

Dragons have always been at the pinnacle of all worlds. Even in the world of DanMachi, where the combat power is quite weak, the black dragon that devoured the Wind Fairy Essence and is immune to divine attacks can be called the "Storm Dragon" without being an exaggeration.

"Does this mean we have no choice but to swallow our pride and ask Elma or Thor to come to our rescue?"

Xia Jia stated that he was not simply a kept man. Therefore…

"I reject."

Another point……

"I am ultimately an outsider. This world needs its own guardians."

A thousand years from now, ten thousand years from now, perhaps a second black dragon, a third black dragon, will be born. At that time, I will no longer be able to protect them as a "human."

Astraea didn't speak, but simply chuckled and stroked Shaka's hair.

"Yes, perhaps in three years, Xia-chan will have become a 'god' just like me."

Xia Jia's serious expression crumbled: "You really think highly of me. But, in the end, I am not the hero of this world..."

As he spoke, his expression turned serious, and his gaze turned to the battlefield ahead.

"There is something that can be passed down through time..."

Shaka watched the figure rushing towards the monster and said leisurely, "It's moving forward..."

"As long as someone runs 'ahead' and continues to show their 'back view,' people will continue to cherish their dreams."

"But the hero of today doesn't have that kind of thing yet. He's the commander standing behind the adventurer..."

Shaka gazed into the distance...

"Oh, brave warrior, quickly regain your 'courage'!"

……

"Roar! Ro ...

As they spoke, their gazes turned simultaneously to the original battlefield where humanity had launched its rebellion.

It turns out that the "Light of Fenana" that controls the fairy spirits does not exist.

Naturally, it's impossible for a great hero who guarded the sacred flame a thousand years ago to come to the rescue.

There were only clown flags fluttering everywhere, and a red-haired goddess waving her arms on the city wall.

"Kill them all! Let that rude brat see the magnanimity of our clan!"

"Whether we can stand up and talk next time we see him depends on this!"

“Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh——”

"Knights, follow in my footsteps! Let us write a legend!"

The battlefield was fiercely contested when the belated reinforcements averted a crisis for the allied forces, who were at a huge disadvantage.

Palum, carrying a pair of gold and silver guns, had his eyes glowing red.

The dwarf wielding a giant axe shattered the mountains.

The spirits danced in the sea of ​​fire, singing a song of ice and fire.

The fairy spirit, accompanied by a swift blue wind, and the demon spirit, riding a fiery tornado, sang together.

Countless knights, with their blood and corpses, paved the way for the "heroes" to victory under the rain of cannon fire from the Black One-Eyed King.

"Charge! Finn!"

"Forward, brave warrior!"

"Don't look away, charge forward! Our 'victory' is within reach!"

"Do you remember now? What exactly was Palum's 'courage'?!"

Finn tore the monster in front of him to shreds with a single shot, his small figure charging ahead of the army.

He could clearly feel the dwarves howling, the elves ceasing their songs, and the shouts of his companions growing fainter in his ears.

Only when two gusts of wind, one green and one red, blew away the monsters piled up around him, and he saw the "One-Eyed King" he had to face, did the shouts of "Heroes" ring in his ears.

"Yes, what is courage?"

"When did I start to become so timid and hesitant?"

Looking at the path leading "ahead" paved with the blood of his comrades, he understood.

"Our (Palum's) courage lies ahead! We must move forward!"

The gun was flashing.

My companions are roaring:

"Charge! Finn! We won't leave you to shoulder this responsibility alone! Let's go together! Move forward!"

"We will become countless guns, galloping alongside you! So, advance, Finn!"

Riveria...

Old man...

"Charge! Finn!"

Ais...

"Ughh ...