I’m Not the Final Boss’ Lover

“It’s strictly confidential.
Only the captain knew about this until now… Keep it a secret to others.”

Of course, Fabian knew about this experience spell too, but there was no need to reveal that much.
He wasn’t even one of us.
With a distant expression, I requested Vegan to keep tight lips and he nodded vigorously.
He was amazed to the extent of not being able to speak properly.
So much so that I wondered if he would collapse from shock if he knew I had awakened even Mayer’s mana after Sevi.

Even August, who knew I didn’t have just one or two strange abilities, put down the jerky he was eating in surprise.
In a voice full of reverence for the goddess, he said, “Truly, Sister… You have all the abilities necessary for a dungeon raid.
If that is also the will of Saint Marianne… It may be that you are a saint sent by the goddess for the purpose of defeating the demon lord.”

“N-no.
It’s nothing so exaggerated…”

“But it is.
Sister.
You have quite the objective awareness of your own abilities, but you often tend to underestimate their value.”

I was rendered speechless by August beginning to over-interpret things.
Vegan, who had been muttered to himself for a long while, spoke up with great excitement, “No wonder.
I thought it strange when His Excellency granted permission to form the special unit with only recruits.
It’s a long-term project, after all.
But with a skill like yours, it’s definitely…”

“If we push the kids a bit, we should be able to manage to meet standards by next year, yes,” I replied in a hurry.
August’s words were burdensome.
The situation wasn’t all that easy just because we had an experience increasing skill.
In the first playthrough, the dungeon gate to the demon lord’s castle had opened about 3 years after I possessed Jun’s body, but that timing wasn’t fixed.
It could change at the speed at which the other dungeon gates were closed, so we couldn’t afford to relax.
The final moment might come a little earlier, so it was best we finished preparations as soon as possible.
Thus, I planned on leveling up with the greatest speed we could manage.
And, of course, I was merely going to speed things up.
I had no intention of being hasty.
When I thought about the number of times I missed out on item information by skipping game dialogue… As they say, haste makes waste.

But, not knowing my thoughts, the kids grumbled.
One of them asked, “Why won’t you be using the skill in this dungeon? Isn’t it good to level up quickly, clear the dungeon fast, and end things?”