Beat the Boss Mob

20 – Heroes never change

“Because I am always you. I believe in you. For me, the hero is you.”

Yes. That’s why I saved you nine times.

I’ve come too far to reap my trust now. It’s not worth my time for that.

It’s ridiculous to give up now, given how much effort I’ve put into you.

And then Lion put his hand on Enlil’s shoulder.

“Only you are my warrior. Enlil.”

This is something I want to say to myself as well as to Enlil.

Let’s not be shaken. Once you’ve chosen it, you push it to the end.

Some say I may regret it, but I will never.

This girl can do it. She can break the wait of over 100 years.

“So, please take good care of me.”

Firm trust makes you have a stable mind and strong will.

And that stability and will make mana more pure.

I spit out these words because they are necessary for myself, Enlil, and everyone else.

… A little honestly. No, it’s a bit embarrassing, though.

The lines are too cheesy when you think about it, but what can you do?

There are more benefits to each other in this way. Of course you should.

‘What is it?’

But Enlil’s reaction is strange. It’s not what she was expecting.

I was thinking of saying thank you, or smiling, or something like that.

“….”

Staring at herself, she suddenly turns her body around.

Then, without saying anything, he started running.

“Enlil?”

I called her urgently, but she didn’t even look back, let alone answer.

It ran like crazy and disappeared from sight in an instant.

“….”

Rion, who had been watching him blankly, spat out abusive words, saying, ‘f*ck it.

Looks like I went too far. Yes, it was too much for me to think.

What was Enlil like when he heard that right in front of him? Maybe this one was filthy gross.

I thought about whether to do it or not, but decided to do it and said it.

As expected, when you’re worried about whether or not to talk, it seems like it’s the right thing to say.

‘Did I do something wrong?’

Scratching her head, she heads to the training ground where the cadets will be waiting.

Her own hero is only Enlil, but there is still a chance.

Preparing the reserve can be said to be the basic of the basics.

If you’re lucky, you might meet a candidate for a hero with the potential of Enlil….

‘I might meet you, b*tch. As expected, I have no dreams or hopes.’

She spent 100 years trapped on the top floor of the tower.

During those years, it seems that all useful warriors have been honed.

And what’s left will be chick juniors who fall far short of them.

I’m sure. Otherwise, I can’t be this frustrated.

At this standard, mana management is excellent and his skills seem good.

From the point of view of Leon, the owner of the tower, it is at the level of being there.

All you have to offer is the mindset or inclination to be like a warrior?

‘Enlil. You are my warrior.’

Sometimes when you curse yourself for being cheesy until a little while ago.

Once I realized the reality, I started to mutter those words again.

*

“Huh! Mandible! Haaa… !”

My heart is beating like crazy. It feels like my heart will explode any moment.

It’s understandable since I sprinted for over 10 minutes. Yeah, this is just out of breath—

“Because I am always you. I believe in you. For me, the hero is you.”

“Only you are my hero. Enlil.”

Ah. I remember again. I shouldn’t be like this, but I keep thinking about it.

“Huh… !”

Holding his head, Enlil sat down in his seat.

Hearing words he hadn’t thought of at all made the damage even greater.

It was an even more fatal blow when someone I was originally good at said such a thing.

I bet he would have sat there if he had been there for three more seconds.

As soon as I heard that, I immediately turned around and ran, which was truly a godsend.

‘Wait, why did the substitute instructor say that!’

I knew that Leon was looking at me in a special way.

It’s probably because he’s an excellent student. Because I followed the mana practice method well.

As a teacher, I have high expectations. So she assumed it was.

In order not to disappoint her expectations, she herself was very diligent.

However, his words spoken today were not simply the level of expectations placed on students.

Something else. It’s not even the eyes full of hope that people look at the hero.

I’m not that ignorant. This, this obviously….

“Oooh….”

Moaning, Enlil, who had been sitting down, wrapped his arms around his knees.

Now that I’ve been sitting still and resting, my heart should have calmed down.

My heart is still pounding, beating very fiercely, beating my chest.

No, no. Calm down. It must mean believing as a warrior.

Don’t guess. You shouldn’t have more feelings for each other than necessary.

I tried to calm my heartbeat by repeating it several times in my mind.

“Only you are my hero. Enlil.”

“Hi-eeing!!”

Thumping—

It was Enlil who barely tried to stand up and collapsed again.

*

“Instructor Leone? Do you have a minute?”

I’m in the middle of teaching the cadets the basics of mana training.

Suddenly, a man he has never seen before sneaks up next to him.

“I will have time after this training.”

“I see. If you have time, could you go with me for a while?”

“… Yes. Well, that’s right. Please wait a little bit.”

The man who nodded his head is seated in the corner of the training ground.

Then, he quietly closes his eyes, puts his hands together, and prays standing up.

‘Why do you keep calling me to come, Gaya? I’m going to die busy anyway.’

Enlil must teach according to Enlil, and since he is an instructor, he must also take charge of the students.

Anyway, it would be better to inform the candidates about this.

Only in this way can a special friend who blooms belatedly come out.

After the cadets’ mana training session was over.

As the training ground became quiet, the man who got up from his seat approached again.

“You have worked hard. Instructor Leon.”

“It would be nice if you could elaborate and explain who is looking for me and for what purpose.”

I try to say it as politely as possible, but in the end it means only one thing.

It means to properly explain what kind of kid is calling and why.

“Ah, that….”

After a moment of hesitation, the man carefully rolls up his sleeves.

And when you show the inside of your wrist, the sentence engraved on the skin is revealed.

The moon in the middle, and two swords crossing it.

As if this should have explained it, the man smiled embarrassedly.

However, from Leon’s point of view, it was like putting on a strange tattoo.

‘So what is this? Are you bragging about your tattoo?’

Show me and you’re done! Don’t be like this, explain it in words, damn it.

After doing this, how are you supposed to understand who you are?

With the meaning of

, Rion glanced at the man stealthily—

“Ah. You don’t have to. You don’t have to be so nervous.”

“… ?”

What is this bastard talking about? Why are you nervous

“Our rumors tend to be a bit distorted. Not only do they catch demons, but they also eliminate those who harm the church. However, as you know, there is no such thing as a heresy judge in the church. Unconditionally rejecting and suppressing other religions is not in line with the doctrine of understanding and love.”

“….”

“Except for catching demons, they are more naive than anyone else. Ha ha ha!”

So what kind of nonsense are you talking about?

Even though Rion put on a rotten expression, the man was busy saying what he had to say.

“Oops. You said so much nonsense.”

The man carefully crosses himself. Not in front of anyone else, but in front of the owner of the tower.

If God had seen this, would he not have grabbed him by the back of his neck saying, “Hey!”?

“I am a faithful servant of God, his sword, a Blon priest belonging to the Battle Priests.”

Ah. Combat priesthood. The tattoo on the inside of his wrist was the Battle Priests crest.

Wouldn’t it be nice if I just explained it like that from the beginning? Damn priest man.

While Leon is grumbling inside, Priest Blon continues his words.

“I would like to apologize if I have offended you.”

“An apology? Suddenly?”

“Uh… Aren’t you a bit uncomfortable?”

Rion responded by not understanding the reason for the man’s question.

It’s annoying to have someone call you and come and go, but that and displeasure are different.

In the first place, I never openly showed that emotion through my facial expression.

I just asked for a detailed explanation, but that’s why you’re like this?

“Are you uncomfortable with the combat priests?”

“Is there any reason why I should feel uncomfortable with you?”

Then, it was Priest Blon who showed a surprised look.

Blinking his eyes, he seemed to ask if what he was hearing was true.

“Maybe… If you don’t know what a combat priesthood is….”

“I know. Priests who fight against demons in the toughest places. People who spend more time in the shade, on damp, cold ground, than in warm, sunny places.”

Looking at Priest Blon in front of him, Leone continued.

“In a word, they are people who are struggling a lot.”

“Ah… You see.”

Priest Blon nodded and smiled.

If it was like the others, I would have asked why, but it’s not Rion.

There was only one thing he was curious about right now.

“Didn’t someone say they were looking for me? Please explain in detail as you go.”

“Oh, yes. Come this way. You can come this way.”

While guiding Leon, Priest Blon presented a detailed matter.

“Actually, the saintess was looking for the instructor.”

“… No, wait.”

What now? A saint? That she came all the way here?

But how can you be so quiet?

No, aside from that, the more troubling thing is….

‘Wouldn’t it be caught?’

It was Leon who secretly checked my body once.

If the main body’s power leaks out, it’s going to be pretty disappointing.

“It’s okay.”

What’s okay?

“He’s someone who doesn’t care about the way he looks.”

… That’s right.