In A Parallel World With Random Skills, I Reluctantly Become A Mafia Boss?

Chapter 6: Goblin

'Random' skill has chosen! 

Congratulations! 

A [Common Skill] was chosen from over nine billion skills! 

Flower Garden 

Common Skill 

By borrowing the help of nature, 

the user creates a radius of beautiful flowers of different colors around the area 

Activating Skill.. ​

*Poof*

*Bloom*

"Guu?"

"Eh?"

All of a sudden, flowers of different colors just sprouted from the ground all around me. It looked so beautiful, like a painting. But! 

This wasn't what I wanted at all! I was at least hoping for a 'Wind Slice' or a 'Dark Flame' kind of feeling. Where is the justice in this!? Sure, this might be popular at parties but it's absolutely useless in this situation!

What am I supposed to do, court a goblin? Don't mess with me you damn skill! I curse at the skill, my luck, and whoever made this joke of a skill to make fun of me in my heart to the bottomless pits of the earth. 

Ah, this is not good. It seems I only made the goblin madder than it was before. I could sense a huge amount of killing intent from it. I could even see a faint vein symbol on his forehead. 

"No, this, I didn't mean what I said before, so let's be friends now, oka-"

"Guahh!"

This is the end. I'm really going to die. Even if I was a novice at fighting, I could tell that the goblin, in its rage, being looked down upon, and then got treated as a joke, doubled its speed. I had no way of dodging this considering my reflexes that were akin to a grade-schooler. Or maybe less..

I further admonish myself while shutting my eyelids, even when I was about to leave the living world, for the umpteenth time already.

Just when I thought that, a whooshing sound flew past my face..

"Gueee!"

When I opened my eyes to check, I saw a long, steel, clear blade, reflecting the sunlight. Slightly blinding my vision for but a moment. But honestly, I couldn't take my eyes off of the way the blade stabbed into the goblin's head so easily.

Like piercing a piece of meat with a skewer. It was effortlessly done. As I was curious as to who had executed the hostile enemy in the blink of an eye, I looked towards the wielder of the long rapier.

It was a girl, no, that would be rude. She looked like a young woman, a teenager maybe. She wore pure white, metal plated armor, adorned with various intricacies, marks and crests. A prominent white, slightly dominated by the color of regal gold.

Wearing a white-colored mini-skirt at the bottom, which was strange, though I wasn't complaining. The pale-skinned, red-lipped, beautiful blonde-haired young lady who looked like a knight from fairy tales walked towards me and offered a hand..

"Are you hurt anywhere?"

Ah, an angel has come..