We escaped from the Western-style house where Nea and the others were, and hid in the forest near the village.

The reason why he hid in the forest was because he thought that all the people in the village were under the control of Nea.

If we return to the village carelessly, the villagers may come to arrest us. No matter how much healing punches are used as an unkillable method, the opponents who attack are innocent villagers. Even though it can be cured, I don't want to hurt it as much as possible.

Besides, when I was carried by Bulllin, I was still restrained by the spell cast on Nair.

Seeing her body still unable to move satisfactorily reminds her that magic is a tremendous thing. After all, he couldn't fully move his right arm and legs, which would have destroyed the technique.

As it was, there was no way to help Alc, so I fled to the forest and decided to rest my body for the time being.

Partly because he was tired from interacting with Nea, and partly because he was overwhelmed by the unreasonable use of magic when breaking his restraints.

And then...

 

"In the morning?"

 

When I woke up, the first thing I saw was Bulllin's face drooling sloppily. I looked at the back of my head, which was enveloped in a very soft touch, and saw that the soft back of Bulllyn was a pillow.

I reflexively try to push Bulllin's face away, but remembering last night, I bring my hand to Bullin's head and stroke his head.

 

"Thank you, I was saved."

"Gufu"

 

Bullyn groans and snorts pleasantly.

Satisfied with the situation, I pulled my left hand that I was stroking ...... Is it the left hand?

 

"It's going to work."

 

If you look closely, the pattern that covered the body has disappeared.

Is it safe to assume that the magic of restraint will disappear over time? I had imagined magic to be permanent, but it was a happy miscalculation.

I didn't have to carefully break the surgical procedures one by one.

Stand up and check your body. There is nothing abnormal, there is no sign of anything being done other than being restrained, and in fact, he is in good shape.

 

"Hahaha, I didn't expect that magic to be trained like a restraint......"

 

I thought it was a good way to train.

I'm not M, though.

Speaking of which, where did Amako go? She must have gone into the forest with us, but did she go to see the village alone?

No, she hasn't traveled a long distance to Itachi. In terms of experience, he should be far superior to me.

With that in mind, I sat down beside Bulllin again and decided to wait for Amako on the spot.

After ten minutes of waiting, an amako emerged from a nearby bush. He walks up to her, relieved to see that she has leaves on her hair, but she is not injured or dirty on the outside.

 

"I woke up...... Does the body move?"

"I'm not worried about that anymore, I'm pining for it."

 

Turning her arms around to show that she was fine, Amako opened what appeared to be wrapped in the cloak she held in her hand, just as relieved as I was.

In the package, there were several fruits that resembled apples, and she took one of them and held it out to me.

 

"I thought you were hungry ......."

「! Thank you."

 

If it's something Amako brought with it, it should be fine. He used to work in a fruit shop, and above all, he seems to have a lot of knowledge about it.

While thanking him, I received the fruit and wiped the surface of the fruit with my clothes.

The sweet and sour taste peculiar to fruits fills the mouth.

Yep, delicious. When she said that, Amako also took out a piece of fruit and bit into it.

 

「...... If it's okay for Usato to eat. I'm fine."

"You made me taste so bad naturally."

 

This is the result of kindness and indulgence.

Even if you say that healing magic can heal you, what hurts hurts, right? Shall we?

Complaining about the bumps, I sit down where I used to be, and Amako places the fruit near Bullin's face and sits down next to me.

 

"So, how are you going to help Mr. Aluk?"

"The zombies and manipulated villagers are not the enemy, the problem is Nair's demonic abilities and magic."

 

Half necromancer and half vampire.

This is what the twist is all about.

Her performance continued to play the village girl for 200 years. Those tearful words and words of gratitude were all lies. It's all her doing, so it's not surprising, but I'd be lying if I said I wasn't shocked by it.

But the problem is that her own fighting abilities are unknown.

So far, all we know is his ability to manipulate the dead as a necromancer.

And as a vampire, the ability to manipulate the living who have sucked blood. A charm that fascinates those who make eye contact.

Lastly, be able to handle witchcraft.

 

"To be honest, it was pretty tough for me to take the time to make it...... I'm sure you'll be fine, but you might be able to stop it with something improvised."

「...... Be careful."

"Yes, I saw that there was a condition for the activation of that magic. She didn't say it herself, but maybe...... I think it's about getting in touch with the subject."

 

Otherwise, he wouldn't bother to hug me. I'm sure she wanted to catch me at that time. In that case, it is safe to assume that he took such action to make them more sure that they let their guard down.

If that's the case, it's too early to tell.

In short, you just don't want to be touched by her.

If you are in perfect condition, you can deal with no matter how many villagers and zombies attack you.

The problem is that it's possible that [Restraint] isn't the only magic she has. If you know that you have lived for two hundred years, you can handle at least one more thing of magic.

 

"I don't know if I can use other magic, but I can't save Alc if I'm scared. And that Mr. Alc--"

"You might be being manipulated and turned into an enemy."

「...... Ahh

 

Nea will surely manipulate Mr. Aluk.

And if the villagers can be suggested, even Mr. Alc can be suggested. If you do it poorly, you will have to think about a confrontation with Mr. Aluk, who is in a state of full strength.

It would be terrible if that happened.

...... Wait? Aluk has already been bitten and is under the control of Nea. Would he use him only as a means for her to fight?

No, perhaps the first thing she will do is explore the memories of Mr. Aluk himself, who has taken control of him, and--

 

"Oh my God......

"What?"

"I ...... you and I found out."

 

As a person who was caught up in the summoning of another world.

Amako is a beastman who can handle a special magic called precognition magic.

I can't imagine what kind of action she will take when she finds out about it. The only thing I know is that when she found out about it, she stubbornly refused to give up on us.

 

"Huh......"

 

If it was just a healing wizard with strong powers, the other party would still despise us, but if she found out that we were from another world, she would desperately try to catch us.

I don't want to bother you.

 

"Well, it will be."

 

Take another piece of fruit and eat it.

Right now, it's important to get a good rest and be in good shape.

...... Come to think of it, there was a notebook that I brought from the Western-style building in my uniform.

Holding the fruit, he reached into the pocket of his uniform with his right hand and picked up his tattered notebook.

Amako tilted her head when she saw the notebook in my hand.

 

"What's that?"

"A book about the heroes of the previous generation...... I think so."

 

I haven't checked the contents carefully, so this is not necessarily a description of the hero.

There's still time before night.

I don't want to think about it, but I'll read it a little bit because I may never read it again.

Without any hesitation, I began to flip through the notebook.

 

 

●

 

The first thing I need to note about him is that he doesn't like to be recorded.

He doesn't like to be praised for his accomplishments.

For him, achievement means the number of lives he has taken.

It was unimaginably painful for him to be praised for surviving so many corpses.

However, as a bystander, I could not help but write about his aftermath because I naturally understood that his wrong image would be passed on to future generations.

He was alone.

There are no friends, no one who understands, no one.

I don't have a home, I don't have a hometown, I don't have a family, I don't have anywhere.

He has walked alone on a dark road, overcoming many corpses, his hands stained bright red with blood.

I'm sure he'll be called a hero by humans and subhumans alike.

But I hope anyone reading this will understand.

There are no heroes anywhere. The existence of a hero is an idol made up of his own. No matter how powerful he is, he is helplessly human.

What I am about to write is the story of one man, a record of our "sins" that will be atoned for in the distant future.

 

●

 

"It's too reasonable......

 

After reading that far, I took a breather.

What's this. The darkness of the hero is too deep. Even if you turn the pages at random and read the parts that can be read, you will find that the feelings about the hero and the actions he would have done are consistently described.

I don't know who wrote this, but I know that he is quite close to the previous hero.

 

"It seems that the previous hero also dealt with the Demon King, but it seems that it is completely different now and in the past."

 

At least from what I can read in the diary, the Demon Lord's army in the past is doing pretty nasty things.

They mainly used captured humans as a source of magical power, brainwashed, bribed, and in any case, not just advance like they do now, but as a teaser and a surprise attack.

Wow, this is set up to be betrayed by a country, not just a village. Are the Demon Lords of the past and the same person really? The radicality of what we are doing is heaven and earth.

He who was called the Brave defeated all of these schemes.

However, from the text, I don't feel any joy or anything, and the facts and things that happened are written in a row. It's a lot like reading a history book.

 

"It was hard...... Really."

 

Well, living now, I can only sympathize with the situation at that time, even though I am different.

But even so, .......

 

"The hero was adored by the subhumans, too."

"Well, I don't know much about that, but I don't hear that people were hated in their hometown, but they hated the brave."

 

At Amako's words, I read the text of the notebook again.

I don't know what the hero did to the subhumans from this notebook, but I guess he did something that adored him so much.

 

「...... Hmm?"

 

There is a small note in the notebook.

When you open the page, you will see a handwritten picture, and although it is written, it is almost unreadable. But it's not worm-eaten, so it's at a level where you can't read it if you look it up with an expert.

 

"Crocodile? Lizard? No, it has wings."

 

He spits out flames from his mouth, which is split to his cheeks, and the wings that grow from his back are drawn as sharp as blades.

It wasn't a clever painting, but it gave me a strange sense of eerieness.

There is a note on the next page, probably modified by the owner so that Nea can read it. I turned my attention to it.

 

●

 

The breath you exhale rots everything, the swing of your claws cracks the earth, and the swing of your tail scrapes mountains.

It is one half of the monster, an evil dragon that travels the path of evil. If he passes through the forest, the vegetation will die and the living things will be devoured. If you go through the country, the water will rot and all the people who live there will be killed for no reason.

But the monster was defeated by him.

The battle takes place in Samariar. Suddenly, the evil dragon landed in front of him and attacked him, spreading poison and destruction around him.

As we have noted, his magic was extremely powerful, but his attacks were meaningless in front of the powerful scales of the Evil Dragon.

The battle lasted three days and three nights.

I haven't seen the battle between them. However, I only saw the moment when he stabbed the Evil Dragon to death.

He jumped into the mouth of the evil dragon himself, and in his scaleless belly, he pierced the organs of his heart with the dagger he had poured his power into, ending his life. Or, to borrow his words, contained, or should I say?

According to him, the monster cannot be killed now.

In fact, even after being pierced through the guts of the heart and dying, that evil dragon that continued to exist as it was without disappearing as a particle like a demon could only be described as creepy.

I can't judge whether the evil dragon who says that he can't kill him because he has buried many demons and demons is dangerous, or whether he should be considered out of the norm because he has cornered the evil dragon to the point of incapacitation.

In the center of the rubble-strewn square, I looked up at the dead dragon standing upright, and I had a concern.

It's not that he can't kill, it's that he didn't kill, right? It's a silly question to even think about .......

When I asked, he didn't say anything.

I didn't know what that silence meant.

 

●

 

「......」

 

An evil dragon that travels the path of evil.

It's a fantasy existence, but I want you to understand that it appears in front of us. If what is written in this notebook is true, it is not very good, but I am no match for it. Maybe Senpai and Kazuki won't be able to win together.

Thinking about it, the hero who defeated this evil dragon and the others alone must have been really out of the norm.

...... The previous hero is a gachi cheat. yes, there must be a novel like this somewhere.

 

"Why was Nea looking into this?"

 

I don't know much about her, but I don't understand why you should focus on this part of the story.

Or maybe she just looked it up on a whim.

Does it matter?

 

"Usato"

"What's wrong?"

 

Suddenly, Amako next door called out.

When I put away the notebook that was open and turned to look at it, she looked at me with a dark expression, as if she was thinking for a moment.

 

"You saw the Great Hall in that hall last night, didn't you?"

"Oh, what's wrong with that?"

 

That room on the third floor that we jumped off of.

 

"At that time, I looked at that room...... I thought. It's similar to the place I saw in ...... foreknowledge."

"That's ......."

 

Today's operation to rescue Mr. Alc is going to be unsettling. Amako is the only one who can see the foreknowledge, so the great hall I saw yesterday was not so bothersome to me, who only knew what she saw from the story.

 

"Maybe I'm mistaken, the whole room was in tatters, and above all, I didn't know anything about that room......

 

That's why I was confused when I saw the room.

I was looking for a necromancer at the time, so I wonder if he took care not to confuse me with careless words.

- I'm a clumsy child who cares strangely.

However, if the scene Amako saw was the same as the place in the great hall, it would mean that the woman who seemed to be the lord there was the one who had fallen before me.

 

"Does that mean it's Nea who stabs me......

"Maybe......

 

Decided. I'm going to incapacitate that little girl with a healing punch the moment I meet her.

As she made up her mind to do so, Amako looked down.

 

"Usato said he didn't have to worry because he had healing magic...... He can handle magic, so if he gets cursed, ......."

「......」

 

Curse, ?

It never occurred to me to think of such a thing.

Certainly, considering how easily he fell into her trap yesterday, he understands why Amako is worried.

But if you're just afraid, you won't be able to move forward. I think it's necessary to hesitate, but now that Alc is in captivity, we have to help him no matter what.

Smile at her to cheer her up.

 

"There's no way I'm going to give in to the curse, right? Even yesterday I managed to do it with brute force. Don't worry."

「...... Usato is dehumanized, and he's a freak who does things that normal people wouldn't think about, but he's still human...... I'm worried."

"Alright, you should be a little more worried about me."

 

This guy said such a thing with a very worried face.

I let out a big sigh and leaned over to the still sleeping Bulllin.

 

"You're too bound by prescience."

「...... But it's never been out of place."

 

I've never come off.

What you see is indeed a definite future that will happen in reality. But that's your subjective view.

I'm not denying what Amako is saying, but I think it's a little different to be pessimistic about it.

 

"You can see my blood dripping, but you haven't seen me stabbed directly, have you? Maybe it's the blood of the person who tried to stab me."

 

He was sitting with his back against the wall, and I couldn't see him because he was behind me, right?

 

"In other words, there are any number of possible developments depending on how you look at it."

"How much ......?"

"First of all, there's no way I'm going to be able to avoid a knife that an injured person has protruded, and I'm confident that even if I were about to get stabbed, I'd break it instantly."

 

I was able to avoid it after seeing it.

I don't dare say whether it's an arm or a knife to break, but I don't think it's something that my current kinetic vision can't prevent. Wounds and fatigue can be healed with healing magic, and since I can react to Rose's fist even if I am caught off guard, I can easily deal with it even after it is in sight.

 

"But even Usato might get stabbed."

"Yes, that's one way of looking at it. But don't you think that if it's not 'necessarily' but 'maybe', then there's still hope?"

"Oh, that's it...... It's crazy."

 

- Smile at Amako, who is unfaithful.

To be honest, I understand Amako's anxiety.

After all, it wouldn't feel good to be the only one who could see the future scene.

From her point of view, the future she sees is not always what she wants. I can't even try to do anything about it. I am tormented by such a feeling of helplessness.

When Amako was in the Ringle Kingdom, she must have spent her days with such thoughts.

But she's not alone now.

 

"Trust me, I believe in you."

「...... Can you trust that it's going to be okay?"

"Of course."

 

Inwardly, he slightly regrets that he said something embarrassing, but he nods to Amako without yawning.

No matter how sincere you are, it's embarrassing to say these words.

 

「...... So, let's talk a little bit more about Usato...... Believe it and see it."

 

He nods in satisfaction at Amako's words.

Then, Amako suddenly stood up and looked at me with a serious expression.

 

"It's time to help Mr. Alc, let's do it."

"What's that?"

「...... Don't you remember what you said to yourself?"

 

I feel like I've lost Amako's trust in me all at once.

Receiving a cold stare from Amako, she crosses her arms and thinks.

What is that? Is it some kind of strategy to help Mr. Aluk?

 

「...... Diversionary warfare?"

"No, I don't...... I, I ...... ...... to Usato."

 

I'm confused by Amako, whose cheeks are dyed and her lips are distorted.

The moment you thought about it, I finally understood what she meant.

In other words, Amako is saying that she wants to do something like the combination that I described.

 

I was joking at the time......

"Are you kidding, ......?"

 

Amako is openly shocked.

At that time, I certainly said it as a joke. However, it is a very honest idea. However, in order to do that, it is essential to have the will of none other than Amako.

 

"No, not now, I don't think it's a bad strategy considering what happened last night. That is, of course, if you're good."

"I want to help Mr. Aluk, and I've decided to believe in him."

"That's it."

 

Then there is no problem.

If you and I work together, we can get to Nea in one fell swoop. Besides, Bulllyn is also here this time, so let's get this guy to brush off a lot of things.

The decision was made at night, and the plan was made. After that, I'm worried about how Nea will turn out when she finds out about me and Amako.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"Well, where did you go......

 

He tilts his head as he fishes through the pile of books in his study.

Yesterday, when I was looking for something missing in the study where Usato and Amako would have come in, I noticed that a notebook had disappeared.

I know I'm too careless to leave here forgetting to turn off the lights because I was temporarily unconscious from the exhaustion of making the restraining spell for Usato, but I didn't expect to go through such a hassle.

I emerge from a pile of books, trimming my disheveled hair and giving up looking for my notebook.

 

"It's one of the few records of a brave man. It's just a dirty notebook for a normal person. Ahh There was still something I wanted to find out......

 

Cross your arms, sit in a familiar old chair, think.

Anyway, why did Usato, maybe Amako, take his notebook with him?

 

"Are you interested? That girl? It's not a magic book that's worth more if you sell it, but a notebook that you don't know if it's real or not, which you can't find historical value in?"

 

Or was there enough in that notebook to interest him?

Heroes are revered by humans.

Now, a hero who single-handedly dealt with the demon king and his army, which is being revived. I had heard that there was a country that worshipped such beings in a delusional way, but it was certainly not the Kingdom of Ringle.

　

"I don't think he's going to be a jerk, he's not interested in that kind of thing. ...... Amako seems to be a possibility. Because he's a beastman, and he doesn't know what he's thinking."

 

Either way, it was taken.

Luckily I have a source who knows why they took a notebook with them about the hero.

Leaning back on the armrests and relaxing, I looked at "him" diagonally behind me.

 

"Hey, what do you think? Alc-san."

「.........」

 

He calls out to Alc, who was standing in front of the door of his study with vacant eyes. Now that I'm under control with my vampire abilities, I can talk to him about anything.

You can ask about births, experiences, friendships, everything.

In fact, it is better to listen to him while he is conscious, but after two days of observation, I found that Alc is a strong-minded man who will never betray his allies.

As a human, he is likable, but as a monster, he is quite a troublesome type.

 

"Why do you think Usato was interested in the hero's notebook?"

 

He asks the question with a hint of inspiration.

Then he replies in a voice without inflection.

 

"Lord Usato-sama has a connection with the Brave."

「............ Huh?"

 

He jumped up from his chair and knocked over a pile of books nearby.

Do you have a connection to the hero? What the hell is that? What's that too interesting story?

Is that it? It's not like Pachimon who got the nickname of a hero, right? He shakes his head as he hears this in a trembling voice.

 

"Learn more...... Oh! After all, no, now pear. Let me ask you about Amako first."

 

Let's get to know Amako first, and then ask about Usato. His story is too stimulating in the knowledge I have known for the last 200 years.

First of all, let's hear from Amako, a rare beastman.

 

"Amako-dono is a beastman--"

"I know that, leave that out."

"She's ...... I came to the Lingle Kingdom to save my mother from the Beastman Kingdom."

"Hmmm, Mom."

 

Mother, it's a long time ago.

My mother, who was a necromancer, had been killed by humans for as long as I can remember. The same goes for my father, who was a vampire. However, I don't hold a grudge against humans, and I think it's worse to have done evil things that would be retaliated against by humans.

Leaving that aside, it's the Kingdom of Ringle from that country.

I think he's a great kid, but that's about it.

 

"The magic you deal with is ......."

"It's the magic of the sensing system, isn't it? I'll leave that out of the way—"

"No, it's a lie to deceive you."

"What, you didn't trust me when I made it that good?"

 

I can't say anything before I was ready to deceive.

I didn't feel like I was being spotted, but I didn't expect to be guarded from that point?

 

"So, what's Amako's magic?"

"She sees the future, she's a user of clairvoyant magic."

「......」

 

It's a lie, right? Even if you ask Alc with a twitching expression that you can understand, the answer does not change.

Precognition magic is a rare lineage of magic that only manifests in some beastmen. Those who possess this magic are valuable to the people of the country where the beastmen live, and are called the princess of the beastmen who chant the future.

A person who is related to the hero, the princess of the time chant?

What kind of combination? Not ordinary.

In an elated, trembling voice, I ask Arc a question that gets to the heart of the matter.

 

"You guys, no...... Who is Usato? Are you human?"

"Lord Usato--"

 

It is a human who came from another world with the hero.

 

For a moment, I couldn't understand Alc's words.

And then a certain possibility popped up in my head.

"Summoning the Brave"

It is a transfer magic, or in this case, a ritual using magic to summon a person who has the qualities of a hero from another world to this world, which gave birth to a hero.

It was done.

 

"Aha."

 

Otherworldly. Isekai, otherworld, otherworldly.

What a wonderful unknown. I finally understood why Usato's stubbornness was not telling me.

You don't have to say it.

If I had known this, I would never have let him go.

I would have tied him here like a treasure.

It's a different world, a world full of mysteries that even I, who live in 300 years, can't imagine.

At first, it was just a sideshow. I thought it was just the right doll to beat boredom.

However, after our first encounter, it turned into an interest.

And now my thoughts have turned into obsessions.

 

"Tell me more about him."

「...... Yes."

 

Summon to the Ringle Kingdom with two heroes.

He joins an organization called the Life Rescue Team, where he undergoes rigorous training.

Build a genuine relationship of trust with the magical beast, Blue Grizzly, without using a familiar contract.

Dispatch as a lifesaver in the battle against the Demon King's army and save many people.

At the end of it, he neutralizes one of the main forces of the Demon King's army.

The more I listen, the more I want it.

The mere fact that he is from another world is valuable, but after being summoned to this world, there is no end to his interest. And it's hard to believe that this happened within the last year.

 

"I'm going to catch them, but not the zombies and the villagers. Mr. Aluk, does Usato use any special magic?"

"Lord Usato's weapon is pure physical ability, and healing magic is just the building block of his body. As far as I know, the only person I know who can surpass him in terms of physical ability is his master."

"Wow, that's horrible!!"

 

When I returned to the pavilion, I saw a zombie with shattered arms and broken legs, so I obediently pulled back.

If you can get rid of zombies in an instant without screaming, you won't be able to kill a single second with less than zombies.

I also have the idea of taking the time to create a restraint spell, but considering what happened last night, I don't think it will fall into the same hands.

However, can I win on a business trip? Speaking of which, it is impossible.

My magic is not suitable for combat, and above all, I can't compete with such a monstrous human with my strength.

 

「...... That's right. You can't just use that."

 

The only collection of my late father in this mansion.

It was also the occasion to look into the hero's notebook.

I couldn't suppress my excitement and rushed out of the study and ran down to the first floor at once. At the end of the descent, there is an underground door that is tightly closed on the floor. The underground door, which was eerily illuminated by the sunlight from the sky, was opened without hesitation.

 

"I didn't think I'd use it, but it's a monster that only you can catch."

 

Muttering to myself, I jumped down to the basement and looked up at the sun's rays shining through the gap in the ceiling.

It doesn't matter if it's a zombie, a human, or a monster.

Then--

 

"Aha."

 

It is so huge that it reaches the ceiling.

Mouth wide parted.

The right eye was chopped off.

Severed wings.

The corpse of a one-winged, one-eyed monster stood in front of me.