Chapter 335 – Volume 67 – Heroes of a World Where Heroes Disappeared (5)
‘… Rika?’
In my blurry vision, I saw Rika blocking me.
I tried to tell her to run away, but her mouth wouldn’t move properly.
‘Damn…’
I thought it was enough to escape.
To be honest, it was a very dangerous situation.
If we can’t move like this, we will have no choice but to be quietly annihilated.
If I could move my body even a little, I would use magic to change the situation.
Now, perhaps there was a problem somewhere, and no part was moving properly.
“Still…!”
Amid the loud roar, a slightly crying voice is heard.
To be honest, I was surprised by Rika’s voice as if she had decided on something.
To me, he was a very precious little brother and a little kid.
She had already become a full-fledged adult and was reaching out to protect me.
In front of an opponent you can never defeat.
Just the desire to protect something precious.
Just like the ‘warrior’ I always talked about…
Churrrr!
And about the time I came to my senses and my vision began to return.
Suddenly, numerous tentacles sprouted from Rika’s body and glided down her body.
Tentacles gathered together and twisted into the shape of a huge sword in her grasp.
The tentacles, which were shiny with an unknown liquid, slowly lost their shine.
Rather, it absorbed the surrounding light and created complete darkness.
“That is…”
Kang!!!
And we bounced off the light of death that came upon us as if we were playing baseball.
He was blankly looking at the miracle he had accomplished.
‘Darkness where no light exists.’
This was the image of the ‘hero who was not chosen as a hero’ that I created.
Since I didn’t receive the holy sword, I swung the sword like that.
Nevertheless, with only her own faith, she succeeded in protecting her hero.
That’s why the girl was able to become a warrior.
No one expected it, but even without expectations, we won ‘with the heart of a warrior.’
Because that is the heart of a warrior that is more important than a holy sword.
“I’m not sure… But if it’s something I can protect. If that’s allowed…”
Rika not only deflected the attacks of the tentacle monster that was attacking us.
Before I knew it, I ran out and killed those monsters with a single sword.
… The monster that her father said he could never defeat is easily defeated by Rika’s sword.
‘And that sword technique…’
It seems Rika has been honing her swordsmanship without my knowledge.
Considering that the skill of the sword I last wielded is better than that, talent is talent, but it must have been a great effort.
… We haven’t seen each other much lately, so I had no idea.
“Ugh…”
“Is everyone okay?”
“It looks like my body will break, but I think I can use magic a few times.”
“… The Orca is badly injured because it was blocking us. First aid is limited with our magic.”
“At this rate, there would have been no answer even if we had come to our senses a little earlier.”
If Rika couldn’t save us.
Perhaps she had no choice but to be annihilated.
I never expected Rika to show her side like that, so I watched her movements blankly.
“…”
Defeat enemies with simple, clear movements.
If there even appears to be an attack heading towards us.
A perfect image of changing direction and handling in an instant.
Although he was wielding a black sword that looked like a magic sword, rather than a pure white sword that looked like a warrior.
Maybe it’s because I’ve already imagined a ‘hero’ who looks like that.
Rika, seen overlapping with that figure, clearly looked like a hero.
“He’s a hero.”
“A hero?”
“The hero who is now gone.”
Her father told Rika that she could not become a warrior.
Now there is no concept of a hero, just tactical weapons made from humans.
There is no way that children who were made with such ‘tools’ could become such proud people.
“It reminds me of the old days.”
When she first saw Rika, her eyes were empty, as if nothing existed.
An obedient person who knows nothing about common sense and listens unconditionally to everything that is said.
I found it very beautiful.
Because it felt like pure white drawing paper.
Of course, when I think about it now, it feels like forced recycled paper.
As a child, I couldn’t even determine such things.
And young children cannot leave such pure white drawing paper alone.
She wants to doodle there because she wants to add what she thinks is beauty.
I think that’s why I worked really hard on it.
We teach children ‘common sense’ by going out and playing together.
Every night, I tell the dream-like stories I thought of, the stories I used to rot away alone.
As I watched that child gradually becoming more like me, I was very proud and satisfied.
“It was a treasure…”
Rika was a proud treasure to me.
A precious treasure I drew on pure white drawing paper.
Therefore, I could not help but understand her anger very well.
Just like I was greedy, that child was also greedy.
You must have been resentful of the precious person who left you.
I couldn’t give up on Rika, so she would do anything to protect that child.
Because I understood Rika’s desires, I never resented that child.
“…”
But even so, I gave up on everything, saying it was something I couldn’t do.
For another dream, I laid down my treasure and ran away.
But that child left my arms before I knew it, and he became not my treasure but the world’s treasure.
“Is everyone okay?”
“It’s okay, warrior.”
“Huh? Ah, no… I mean…”
To be honest, Rika’s appearance was quite grotesque to be considered a hero.
Although what she holds in her hand is basically in the shape of a sword.
The starting point is the tentacles that started from her body.
Honestly, if you look at his appearance, he looks more like a demon lord than a hero.
But if you think about the fact that in this world, he is the fundamental hero.
There is a high possibility that a real hero started out like that.
‘I wasn’t supported by anyone, but I still became a warrior.’
“I was quite surprised because I honestly didn’t think you could become a hero…”
“But that’s the hero I wanted to be, right?”
“That’s right. Now, I guess I’m a child who can’t sleep unless it’s my brother’s voice.”
“I still need that.”
“You’re a foolish warrior.”
But seeing Rika smiling and saying that.
I felt at ease in many ways.
Although it was an accidental incident, I think I was able to put my mind in order thanks to it.
“Thank goodness.”
“Huh…?”
“I need Rika too. Someone to listen to my stories in bed.”
“… That’s something you have to be careful about.”
“Huh?”
“It can happen like this.”
After Rika said that, she lifted me up with her tentacles.
… Well, I don’t think everyone will like the scene where the man is tied up with tentacles.
So, won’t you let me go?
“You know, brother. I misunderstood you. I kept blaming you for not liking me. Like a fool.”
“No. It’s because I hid it. You idiot, it happened because I wanted it to be like that.”
“Yes, that’s my brother’s kindness… I understand.”
I thought I was bad and unforgivable.
But since my brother is nice, I’m going to show him off a little.
If that’s what my brother wants, he should do it.
“Yes, that’s right.”
“Yeah, those were things I learned from my brother… But I guess I’ve forgotten them before I know it.”
I don’t remember much anymore.
What kind of pictures were drawn on that blank drawing paper?
But the drawing paper remembered it and was proud of its beauty to me.
“My brother said that. Tell me to live greedily. Be a selfish girl.”
“That’s right, she’s really cool. Rika is my most brilliant younger sister.”
I think that’s what I wanted that child to be like.
Even if we fight and clash with each other because of that.
Rather, I thought it was a more beautiful relationship.
“I am confident now. I am ready to become a warrior, so there is nothing I can’t do.”
“Oh, that’s the most confident I’ve heard in a long time.”
“Yes, I won’t give up on you anymore. I won’t do anything foolish like running away from you, saying it’s your fault.”
“Huh…?”
“Oppa is mine. I won’t let anyone monopolize it.”
“Huh?”
Doesn’t the content get a little strange?
I thought I would awaken as a warrior and say some kind words.
I’m speaking too honestly about my desires.
Of course, that was the look I wanted for Rika.
I didn’t want him to say such yandere-like lines.
“Oh, you might be mistaken.”
“Is it an illusion?”
Just kill anyone who gets in your way.
You don’t have such bad feelings, do you?
… I don’t think that’s suitable for a warrior?
“Are you crushing your competitors…?
“Oh, that’s not it. It’s okay as long as you’re not someone who wants to monopolize. I’m not a piece of trash who kicks other people away from the opportunity I wanted in the first place, right?”
“That’s right…”
Although I feel really fortunate about that.
If so, is there something else I’m mistaken about?
I think I knew Rika somewhat well.
… Well, I didn’t know until my swordsmanship skills had improved so much.
It would be safe to say that the Rika of today is different from the Rika I knew.
“As my brother’s younger sister, I don’t want to be by her brother’s side.”
“Then…?”
The movements of the tentacles that were binding me became strangely strange.
Rika grabbed me and hugged me.
She whispered, her face somehow filled with desire.
“I want to taste everything about my brother. As a woman.”
“…?”
What did I just hear?
