I Became a 6★ Gacha Character

I gently guided the blushing Irene toward our tent. Some Ice Cross Knights had done their jobs regardless of late arrivals or Goddess Faith visitors.

They'd properly set up our tent in this chaos.

Thanks to the Ice Cross Knights who efficiently handled things while appearing lazy, we escaped the overwhelming crowd. A few troublemakers tried following us to the tent, but those who'd participated in hunting the mid-boss took care of them.

"Please, just one prayer..."

"Hey! The Saint needs proper rest!"

"You bastards... don't know the tower's unwritten rules? Want to learn them the hard way?"

"Ah, understood. I'll leave quietly, just put down those weapons."

How to describe it - they surrounded our tent with threatening glares like they'd kill anyone disturbing the Saint's rest after her miracle, drunk on a mix of exclusivity and chosen people consciousness.

Thanks to them, Irene could sit heavily in a small folding chair before the tent, cooling her flushed face. I'd thought we only had sleeping bags, tents and utensils, but miscellaneous items were gradually increasing. Had the knights bought things? Nᴇw novel chapters are publɪshed on noveⅼfire.net