Kabbalah, male, twenty-four years old, a mid-ranking priest who believed in the God of Knowledge. He was not good at fighting; his specialty was writing promotional leaflets and designing preaching lines and such.
He had originally been a fairly ordinary priest, one of the common logistical personnel in the Church of the God of Knowledge. But ever since Sui Xiong invented that Divine Envoy Summoning spell, he, having participated in the spell's testing, had discovered in astonishment that he seemed exceptionally lucky when it came to "big builds." On average, he could summon an elite divine envoy once every five attempts.
That kind of luck was simply heaven-defying, so much so that he quickly earned nicknames such as "European pretty boy." This time, when the Church of the God of Knowledge was going to war with the Church of the God of Nobility, Chosen Gerten specifically brought him along and told him not to do anything else—just focus on summoning divine envoys.
However... summoning one elite envoy every five tries on average did not mean he could summon an elite divine envoy within five tries every single time.
Kabbalah had used every method that could improve his luck—including but not limited to spells, equipment, potions, and so on—but even now, after nine summons in total, every one had been a mass-produced divine envoy. Not a single elite divine envoy had appeared.
My luck is a little bad today... No, I should say that this is what normal luck looks like. My usual luck has simply been too good.
Kabbalah sighed inwardly, but his hands did not pause for even a moment as he sorted the four types of resources into separate piles atop the altar.
Since they were fighting a major battle this time, every summoning used a great deal