I Became a 6★ Gacha Character-Chapter 500: Home Visit to the Kid’s House 5
Time flowed steadily at the Wesley mansion.
Grand Duke Arthur Wesley, the mansion's owner, subtly tried to pair me with Katie out of wanting his daughter's happiness. Meanwhile, Katie's sister Ann Wesley supported this to dump the Grand Duke position on her sister, creating an odd situation.
Muscular, handsome, top-rank adventurer, called 'Sir' despite being an adventurer due to 11 years without betrayal, holy sword's owner, vanquisher of a Heavenly King, and the man destined to behead the Demon Lord.
Arthur Wesley seemed to think no better son-in-law existed, keeping busy praising his daughter. Meanwhile, Ann Wesley appeared ready to push Katie as the heir and me as her consort. She talked about naturally yielding the Grand Duke position to the holy sword's owner and hero's knight couple... clearly planning to dump it on us.
"No, Fath... mmph!"
"Hmm, but Sir Roland would be..."
"You do make a good match, Katie."
"Not you too, Sister?!"
Thanks to this, Katie was the only one suffering during our short rest at the mansion.
Maybe it was due to her boyish side, eyes sparkling at knights' war poems, mounted golems and weaponry, or perhaps it was just typical for a girl her age.
With two family members suddenly turning into matchmakers, constantly bringing up romance like busybodies, her fair cheeks stayed bright red with no sign of cooling. If our companions like Irene or Grace had brought up romance, she'd have stayed calm, but hearing it from Dad and Big Sis naturally hit different emotionally.
The one lucky thing for Katie was that she remained blissfully unaware that 520,000 viewers were watching her squirm in embarrassment in real-time.
"This is the true face of the kingdom's only ducal house, everyone... Pretty entertaining. Even a daughter-obsessed father would eagerly push someone like Roland as a son-in-law. Though our little kid surprisingly doesn't get embarrassed by this stuff usually, seems family talking about it makes her shy."
-It definitely feels different hearing it from friends vs parents lol
-Not like Han Se-ah's viewers will ever experience this anyway :P
-Look how the AI tactfully implies "You don't have parents at home?" without getting censored
-They tried teasing about not having a lover but instantly got hit with that nuclear family burn
-The forum trolls' ability to twist words is truly artistic lololol
Even as the hero party, even with enough status to earn respect from the Empire's Empress, there were things we shouldn't interfere with.
For example, a major family event where a runaway daughter brings back ancestral artifacts from another country. Forget the hero's fame - this was purely private family business. Even if Katie begged for help, it was questionable whether we should get involved.
Honestly, as a Korean, even 20-year best friends wouldn't touch a friend's grandfather's belongings out of respect. Why would a close friend butt into a family meeting about a great-grandfather's artifacts?
So while everyone took personal time to rest, Han Se-ah's camera naturally flew toward that 'family meeting'.
"Speaking of armor, quite a find you made."
"What do you mean?"
"This armor fragment you brought from the Empire's north - it's the core component of the magic armor you stole when running away. If you didn't get it knowingly, the Goddess must have guided you."
A streamer couldn't miss broadcasting the family meeting between the daughter-obsessed father and fiery noble sisters, and I couldn't resist watching through Han Se-ah's stream. Lying in bed, I peeked at House Wesley's discussion. 𝘙ἈŊổBËṩ
Come to think of it, Katie had mentioned stealing magic armor and disguise tools from the family vault when she fled. The armor was broken, and the disguise tools had been completely drained as fuel for a mounted golem cleaning horse manure in the stables.
...Wait, what the fuck? A stable hand was using an over-technology mounted golem from the tower? Had they found some power source besides mana stones?
Anyway, the Wesley family meeting flowed from praising Katie, praising Roland, the daughter-obsessed father's sentimental matchmaking attempts, to discussing Katie's magic armor. Would this mean Katie getting both an ice sword enhanced with special stones and magic armor?
She was shaping up to be that typical RPG character stacked with gear.
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"The carriage is ready, hero. It will take you to the Magic Tower in Wesley territory, and I've contacted the mage handling the teleport gate to the Empire. However, regarding a carriage in the Empire..."
"That's fine, we can figure it out there."
Was there some cliché about elderly white-haired butlers being competent? I waved off the butler apologizing for not securing an Imperial coachman as I boarded the carriage.
As our carriage headed smoothly toward the Magic Tower over frozen mud roads in the perpetually cold north, a mounted golem moving logs in the distance waved to us.
Katie waved back with a contemplative expression. Not from sadness or nostalgia, but probably experiencing mixed feelings of accomplishment after enduring her family's excessive fussing.
"What are you thinking about so hard?"
"Just considering how to use the armor once it's fixed."
"Ah, you mean those ancestral artifacts from the Empire."
As I thought, our kid had long forgotten her family's emotional outbursts, focused entirely on the magic armor that would return perfectly repaired.
The magic armor that should have properly returned to the family vault.
A neglected broken piece that would regain its true form through ancestral artifacts. But with the daughter-obsessed Grand Duke who adored Katie and the sister who saw helping her younger sibling succeed as an easy way to dump the Grand Duke position both declaring they'd entrust her with the armor...
In gaming terms, the 'magic armor' plot thread from her character gacha had reached ★ promotion after clearing her character quest and defeating a special Heavenly King boss. Katie's excitement was matched by the viewers' eager anticipation.
"What exactly was Katie's sword enhancement ability again? When she went from 4★ to 5★, her mana got ice-enhanced for slow effects, and coating the sword with special enhancement stones turns that slow into freeze when stacked? Somehow these viewers seem to know better than me."
-Yeah sometimes goblins that got lucky and survived would suddenly freeze
-But with slow and freeze stun all there what options are left for the armor?
-If the sword has freeze stun what goes on the armor? Insurance revival when dying?
-Since freeze stun is an attack ability maybe the armor gets real survival skills
-Don't ice specialists always have broken survival skills? Like invincibility immunity defense and stuff
Since ice abilities tended to be effective in any game, everyone speculated it would be overpowered.
Like the viewers, Grace and Irene excitedly flanked Katie, practically surrounding her. Though Katie earned her 'kid' nickname from her enthusiasm for magical weapons and legends, that didn't mean Grace and Irene were completely uninterested in such things.
It might sound prejudiced, but wasn't it natural for a rural village girl and temple-raised lady to be interested in fairy tale-like ducal family stories?
"So there are no stories passed down about the armor?"
"Right. If it was armor your ancestor took, shouldn't there be tales about what kind it was?"
With Katie trapped between the voluptuous containment of Grace on the left and Irene on the right frantically wracking her brain, Han Se-ah and I naturally ended up sitting together on the opposite side.
With just two people instead of three, there was plenty of space, yet somehow we'd naturally settled close together. Not disgustingly cuddly like lovers, just thighs and arms touching.
Grace left, Irene right, Roland and Han Se-ah in front. As everyone leaned forward focusing on Katie's story, bodies naturally gathered toward the middle rather than the windows. At least the camera was focused on Katie instead of catching how Han Se-ah and I were pressed together.
"From what I heard--"
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As I watched Katie slowly start speaking, I glanced sideways.
...Was her hand bored? She was gently stroking my arm - was she doing this unconsciously?
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