Is It Wrong to Try to Pick Up Girls in a Dungeon?, Vol. 4 Read Online Free Page B

counterattacks.”
    Huh? I kind of get it, but I kind of don’t…
    It’s no use. I’m not smart enough to work this out on my own.
    “So, in the end you’ll just have to try and figure it out in battle. That’s a little bit of a vague way to put it, though.”
    “Don’t worry about it. It’s my Skill, anyway…”
    After all that, it looks like I’ll just have to wait and see.
    Feeling a little bit put out, I take another look at the paper.
    I don’t know very much about the Skill itself, but the name Argonaut…I know a lot about that. Well, maybe I should say that I
remember
a lot about it.
    “Argonaut.”
    It’s a story about a hapless young man who ventures out to rescue a beautiful queen from a ferocious bull monster.
    The main character gets fooled by many people, and he doesn’t have a clue. He just ventures forward like an idiot and by some miracle manages to arrive at the feet of the monster he’s seeking. If I remember right, the queen he’s trying to rescue saves
him
from the monster in the end.
    Out of all the heroes and the stories I’ve read, he stands out as the least heroic.
    It was probably based off a play, but I distinctly remember reading the picture book and raising an eyebrow. He wasn’t cool at all…Could there be a hero who dreams about being a hero?
    But Gramps, he loved the story. He’d say things like, “This guy’s best days are ahead of ’im,” and stuff like that. All I can remember thinking was the story’s over.
    To think I’d run into something as random as that from my childhood at a time like this…It’s all so confusing.
    “Sorry, Bell. It’s time for me to leave now.”
    “Eh? You’re working today, Goddess?”
    The goddess’s voice brought me out of my memory pool in time to let me know she was leaving the room.
    I was sure she had today off, so I ask her about it.
    “Well, you see, today is a Denatus—a meeting of the gods that happens once every three months.”
    “Denatus…Isn’t that…?”
    “Yep, that’s right. It’s a get-together for the gods with nothing to do…We choose titles for adventurers who level up.”
    Titles.
The word makes my shoulders tense up.
    It’s just like Aiz’s second name, “Kenki.” It was chosen for her by the gods.
    Which means there had to have been some kind of discussion when her nickname was decided. That had to be the Denatus.
    If the goddess is going to some kind of gathering like that…
    “Since you leveled up to Level Two, Bell, I’m allowed to attend. More than likely we’ll decide your second name.”
    I knew it!
    That’s just what I was hoping she’d say. I don’t know how many times I’ve been excited today, but this takes the cake!
    “W-w-well, well then, me, too? I’m going to receive a name like Aiz?!”
    “…Enthusiastic, aren’t you?”
    “Of course I am!”
    A title is like an adventurer’s banner!
    Only adventurers who level up get one; it’s proof that the gods have recognized your abilities! There’s no doubt in my mind it’s a great honor!
    And then there’s…!
    “All of the titles that the gods and goddesses come up with are so cool and refined! Nicknames like ‘Fallen Seraph of Black Flame, Dark Angel’ are so awesome that they even
sound
strong!”
    “…Oh, that’s what you mean.”
    Despite my passionate ramblings, the look in the goddess’s eyes becomes distant, a weak smile on her lips.
    To put it simply, it’s a very sad smile. She looks far away.
    Wh-what?
    What happened to that warm gaze she had just a moment ago…?
    “That’s right. It’s still too early for the children here…”
    “Um…wh-what do you mean by that…?”
    “No, it’s nothing. I’m sure the day will come when you’ll all understand, Bell.”
    The meaningful words hang in the air as the goddess falls silent and makes her way toward the door.
    So many questions spring into my mind that my face starts contorting into different questioning looks.
    Is the Denatus…something