Chapter 334 – Volume 67 – Hero in a World Where Heroes Disappeared (4)
‘A long time ago, when there were still heroes and demon kings…’
Rika felt fear at the sight of the monsters and closed her eyes tightly.
At that moment, for some reason, I felt like I could hear her brother’s voice, which I heard a long time ago.
Her hands, which had been shaking just now, slowly subsided.
‘One girl thought she wanted to become a warrior.’
There were many people around her who wanted to become a hero.
There were people who lost their precious family members to the demon army sent by the demon king.
There were also people who ran away leaving behind their precious hometown.
Those people made her happy and were the people she always relied on.
I secretly made a sad face or shed tears, waiting for the hero.
So she thought that she wanted to become a hero because she wanted to save everyone.
‘Hero…’
‘And the girl was a sincere child who had talent in her own way and was capable of putting forth great effort on her part.’
It was the beginning of training her body by swinging her sword all day.
Beyond learning the swordsmanship she learned from a former adventurer, she worked hard to develop it on her own.
Before she knew it, becoming a hero had become her dream, a goal she must achieve.
She was very happy to see herself getting stronger little by little.
It seemed like if she continued to work hard and become stronger, she could really become a hero.
As she dedicated her life to becoming a warrior, she was happy to reach that goal.
‘She was that girl. It wasn’t until she entered the academy that she realized the reality.’
She was definitely a great person who could be called a genius.
At her academy, she had several friends her age who were just as strong as her.
She was clearly strong and capable of fighting against demons, but…
‘Compared to the one and only hero, it was clearly of a lower level.’
‘So, you couldn’t become a hero?’
‘First, I couldn’t even become a hero. She didn’t even become the strongest person.
But that didn’t stop the girl from trying.
Because her own efforts aren’t enough, she doesn’t have the strength to become a warrior.
She doesn’t sleep well and trains hard…
She upped her skills to the point that sometimes she did some very dangerous things.
As well as growth-promoting potions, which are forbidden to be consumed due to the high risk of death.
She tried to become stronger by jumping into places where there were enemies much more dangerous than herself, and building up her combat skills.
‘But just because she tries so hard. She couldn’t be a warrior.
‘Why?’
‘Because, that girl wasn’t chosen to be a warrior.’
One day, she faced an enemy that was too much for her to handle, and she was fighting with all her might.
The day when her body broke and fought to protect the village she didn’t know much about.
The day I was finally defeated by that powerful enemy and thrown into the wall.
‘She saw it.’
An ordinary-looking boy living in the village.
Holding the pure white sword that came down from the sky.
The way he cut down the enemy he was struggling with.
Not the one who dedicated his life because he wanted to become a warrior.
The moment when an ordinary boy is given that power.
… I witnessed the birth of something absurd called a hero.
‘The girl felt very wronged.’
Why is it that child and not me?
I can fight harder.
If I become a warrior, maybe I will be stronger.
Exploding such feelings of denial and jealousy.
Although he swung the sword again and again to his limit.
In the end, nothing changed.
‘The world celebrated the birth of a warrior, and the girl hated the boy.’
‘Yes, I think so…’
The boy did nothing wrong.
If you think about it, he was a lifesaver who saved a girl who was on the verge of death.
Even if she knew all that, the boy was an object of jealousy, admiration, and hatred for the girl.
Even if you wanted to be that way, you couldn’t.
That boy was simply chosen by God to become a warrior.
No matter how hard he tried, he simply obtained the power that he could not reach.
‘A little girl who is not ready to become a warrior and is still afraid of fighting… She could never win.’
What so many people were rooting for was not her, but the hero.
Even if you can become a member of the hero party just because you are really strong.
He was weaker than a real hero.
A huge wall that cannot be narrowed down by effort or talent.
There was something between that hero and himself.
‘That was the wish of countless people.’
‘Wish…?’
Wanting a hero and believing that that hero will solve everything.
Those countless wishes gathered into the holy sword and made the hero stronger.
A girl who could only pray alone at best could never defeat the entire human race.
‘She fought silently in a nameless body by the side of the hero…’
Finally, assisting a strong and strong warrior.
She was able to stand in front of the Demon King and fight.
The end of evil to destroy humanity, a wall that no one but a warrior can even reach.
In any case, her role is not to stop the devil.
The goal was to deal with the scoundrels so that they would not interfere with the fight between the hero and the devil.
Still, only if there is someone who does it, the devil can be defeated in the end.
Although she herself could not stand in the position of a warrior.
She silently began to do what she had to do.
‘Why? It’s unfair. She said she couldn’t become a warrior… ‘
‘Still, what the precious person wanted was a hero.’
Even though she became a hero, she failed to make everyone happy.
In that case, it is important to enable other heroes to do the job properly.
She thought it was the only thing she could do for everyone who helped her.
The girl knew how to distinguish between her own jealousy and her mission.
Before that, she wasn’t such a bad child that she ruined things because of her inferiority complex.
‘That’s why this fight ends quickly. I thought it would be nice to create a peaceful world where there is no need for warriors.’
If not everyone needs a warrior.
Because she won’t be much different from her.
Then she won’t have to hate her warrior anymore.
‘But things weren’t that simple.’
The Demon King was very strong.
It was not enough for a warrior who suddenly received strength to defeat him in one go.
In the end, the final battle, for which both sides made every preparation, was about to end with the victory of the Demon King.
A warrior who was struck by the devil’s blow and fell, leaving him completely ruined.
The devil’s gesture to finish off such a hero.
The girl who saw it knew that she couldn’t stop it, but she blocked the warrior’s path.
‘Then are you going to die?’
‘I was determined to do that. Because she was weaker than the warrior, she could never defeat the Demon King.
‘Then why are you standing there?’
‘She believed that acting like that was a hero.’
No matter how powerful an enemy is, it is necessary to stand in the way to protect those precious to you.
Because I believed that was the qualification of a true warrior.
That girl stood in front of the devil and protected a true hero.
‘Qualifications of a warrior…’
After Rika forced her body to stand up.
She walked in front of her brother and blocked him with her arms outstretched.
It was as if she was telling the tentacle monsters that if they were going to attack her brother, they would have to take me down first.
“… I don’t know. She may have wanted to be a warrior, but that was just her childhood dream.”
Now she is becoming an adult.
She was also at the age where she began to realize reality to some extent.
So even though she was shaking with fear, she couldn’t clearly understand why she was acting like this.
To be honest, it was a very hopeless situation.
She was like a flower in a greenhouse.
There is no way my brother can stop those monsters that he couldn’t respond to properly.
“Still…”
Being a hero is for the chosen.
It’s not that she believes she wants to be herself or that she wants to save someone.
… Maybe it’s like the truth of the world.
It is a decision that has already been decided and can never be changed.
This kind of struggle is just a meaningless last cry.
I don’t have to be a warrior.
Rather, my brother who came all this way to save me must be a hero.
I am just a weak being who was lucky enough to be loved by someone called my brother.
“Still…!”
The fact that I am not a hero…
My brother told me that such things had nothing to do with it.
Rather, the desire to protect someone like a warrior is more important.
‘Rika, what do you think happened next?’
‘Hmm, I don’t know… Please keep talking quickly!’
‘Hehe, yes.’
It was when the devil’s terrible attack came right before the girl’s eyes.
The girl was very scared of the attack.
She knew very well that she couldn’t win.
But still, she forced herself to forget that fact.
I picked up the sword with the sole intention of protecting someone.
Yes, she wasn’t chosen at that moment… But she wasn’t much different from the real hero.
‘Hero…’
‘Rika, do you remember what the hero’s evidence was?’
‘Holy sword?’
‘Yes. That’s right. The proof of a hero is the holy sword.’
The holy sword was whiter and brighter than anything else.
Because that light contains the wishes of everyone in this world!
Lights of many different colors, like a rainbow, mix here and there and eventually shine white like the sun.
‘But there was no light on the sword the girl held.’
Because no one wished for her other than her warrior.
She was dark because there was nothing in her sword.
But the girl who was holding that dark sword alone.
To save everyone who doesn’t even care for them.
She risked her life and swung that sword.
‘… But then, a miracle happened.’
Kang!!!
Rika, who was suddenly holding her black sword, swung it with all her might and struck down the light that was flying at her brother.
The light that evaporated anything bounced off while making a dangerous sound.
