Planets could also lend aid, forging divine swords and delivering them to heroes so they could defeat their enemies.
And in that Lostbelt, the six Fae of the Sea of Stars responsible for forging the Holy Sword had slacked off.
Yes, the world had been destroyed because they slacked off.
"This job is done. Taking it easy for a bit should be fine, right?"
They said that to one another, then went off to play.
Later, when they noticed something seemed wrong with the world, it was too late to undo anything. They went up to the surface and learned the consequences of their actions.
The entire world had been completely destroyed by the Harvest Star Vanguard. All land had been ruined, and among the living beings that fought them—animals, gods, humans, and the like—only one god and that god's priestess remained alive.
They were killed afterward as well.
Merlin among that pack of vile beasts shone as brightly as Thomas Sankara.
If she really ran into that Piggy, her mood afterward would probably be utterly ruined.
Russell truly did not dare imagine Miss Piggy humming a tune as she skipped into the Lostbelt, only to run into those priceless Fae.
"System, what are the odds of running into Fae next?"
Russell began seeking help from his cheat and asked.
Hisui Piggy's skills came from him.
Naturally, he knew Elysia's maximum output very well.
—Allowing seven to ten Lostbelts to prosper.
If there were only seven to ten revival slots, then the odds of the Fae getting one...
Were very high. Or rather, their appearance was practically inevitable.
Because Morgan chose which Lostbelts would be revived, rather than Elysia drawing lots at random.
The Prompt Device's voice sounded by his ear.
Russell: "..."
"Was Morgan really that blind?"
His eyes