252 [252] Oh, holy light, that opponent is worthy of a battle

Chapter 252: Oh, holy light, that opponent is worthy of a battle

After the light disappeared, Hachiman instinctively held the girl's delicate hand.

Indeed, she was an angel; her skin was as fair as snow, and her touch felt smooth and tender like tofu, prompting him to playfully squeeze it a few times.

"Um... Hachiman, what are you doing?"

Surprised by Hachiman's sudden "familiarity," Raphiel's body trembled slightly.

As a young lady who had never had intimate contact with anyone of the opposite sex other than her father, being caught off guard by Hachiman directly holding and squeezing her hand stirred an unusual feeling in the depths of the girl's heart.

Despite her occasional flirtatious banter, she was merely a verbally adept queen on the surface.

"Oh, sorry about that, Raphiel. Your skin is just so nice that I couldn't resist." Hachiman apologized with an awkward smile.

"Well, even if you praise me like that, Hachiman, I won't be happy."

Although she said so, Raphiel had already squinted her eyes happily.

Observing this scene, Hachiman felt a sense of satisfaction. Indeed, girls were all the same; even a female angel enjoyed compliments.

Just as he was about to take the girl's hand for a classic "palm-reading" session, Gabriel's lazy voice interrupted.

"Hey, hey, did you forget about me? I'm still here, you know."

Hearing her voice, both of them were startled. Raphiel immediately let go of Hachiman's hand, and a blush appeared on her face.

Seeing this scene, Hachiman twitched the corner of his mouth but quickly composed his expression.

"Haha, how could I forget about you, Gabriel?"

"By the way, why did that ball of holy light disappear?"

Knowing he was trying to change the subject, Gabriel rolled her eyes but still explained.

"That's your ability as a hero. You have a strong affinity for holy light, and your body can directly absorb it for your own use."

"After absorbing the holy light, it's like planting a seed of holy light inside you. This way, you can also use holy light."

Though he had already played with holy light extensively, Hachiman now acted surprised, putting on a convincingly delighted expression.

"Really?"

"Of course. Close your eyes and feel it. Then guide the holy light within you to manifest it on your hands," Gabriel lazily nodded.

Hachiman closed his eyes, pretending to focus on the sensation. He extended his hand, and slowly, dots of holy light appeared in his palm, gradually converging into a glowing sphere.

Seeing Hachiman effortlessly summoning holy light, Raphiel wore an expression of disbelief, and even Gabriel raised an intrigued eyebrow.

According to the heavenly records, being able to smoothly produce holy light on the first attempt made Hachiman exceptionally outstanding among all recorded heroes.

Opening his eyes again and looking at the glowing sphere in his hand, Hachiman showed a "happy" expression.

"So, this is holy light. Seems like it's not that difficult."

While his face displayed joy, his heart remained quite indifferent. He had experimented with forming these light spheres many times before, finding it completely unremarkable.

Not to mention one, even ten or eight he could condense, and he could play with them like sandbags, wielding light in one hand and darkness in the other.

"Hachiman is indeed amazing, but this is just the simplest light sphere. With diligent practice, you can master various forms of holy light," Raphiel smiled.

As she spoke, she demonstrated by forming a light sphere in her hand, then twisted it into a light sword held firmly.

Seeing this scene, Hachiman's face revealed an intrigued expression.

To think it could even transform into a light sword, that's interesting.

In the future, if he were to battle someone, summoning a light sword in his hand and shouting:

"Oh, holy light, that opponent is worthy of a battle."

Just thinking about it, it felt quite sensational.

"Raphiel, you're so amazing. Can you teach me?" Hachiman asked.

Putting away the light sword in her hand, Raphiel smiled faintly.

"It's not that difficult, you just need to imagine the shape of the sword in your mind and then materialize it. However, it requires a high level of proficiency."

"I see, let me give it a try." Saying this, Hachiman outlined the desired shape in his mind and then gathered holy light in his hand.

Initially, everything went smoothly; he successfully outlined the shape of the light sword. However, he struggled to materialize it into a tangible form for a long time.

Seeing this scene, Hachiman felt puzzled.

"What's going on?"

"Because there's too little holy light within you, Hachiman. Even if you're a genius, you just came into contact with it today. It's impossible to materialize a weapon so quickly," casually explained Gabriel.

"Even for Raphiel and me, it took a couple of years before we could smoothly materialize weapons."

"I see."

After listening to Gabriel's explanation, Hachiman nodded in understanding.

It seemed that the level of his "Light" module wasn't high enough. He probably needed to reach level three to smoothly materialize weapons. Gabriel and Raphiel were likely at that level now.

"Don't be discouraged, Hachiman. Even if you haven't materialized a weapon yet, holy light has many other uses. We'll teach you slowly in the future," Gabriel comforted him for a change.

When talking about holy light, one often thinks of healing or purifying effects. Learning these could be valuable too.

Grateful for the offer of guidance, Hachiman quickly expressed his thanks.

"Well then, thanks to both Gabriel and Raphiel."

"No problem. It's what we, as angels, should do. It's also our duty to guide you," Raphiel smiled and shook her head.

"Alright, it's getting late. We'll head back for today. We'll gradually teach you about the use of holy light in the future," Gabriel yawned. Without a computer here, she was left with nothing to do but sleep.

Checking the time, it was already past ten, indeed time to rest. Hachiman stood up, escorting the two out of the room.

Back in his room, Hachiman lay on the comfortable bed and closed his eyes.

Realizing there are new tasks ahead, learning to use holy light will also need to become a priority.

With these thoughts, Hachiman let out a yawn. During tonight's preparation for dinner, he managed to make a hundred servings of cosmic dumplings in less than two hours—a physically demanding task.

Even with his current stamina, he felt a faint fatigue that would exhaust an ordinary person.

Unbeknownst to him, he lay down on the bed and gradually drifted into a deep sleep.