I Became a Foreigner Loved by Transcendentalists

31 – Episode 31. Unraveling the story of a hero who is not dead (1)

Dag-dag, dag-dak.

A procession of carriages moving leisurely along a forest road.

The journey was carried out very quietly, so I felt boredom gradually creeping in, despite the initial excitement.

“Hyosung. If it’s okay, could you finish telling me the story of yesterday?”

Yes, in a situation like this, it would be natural to indulge in small talk with your companions.

“Are you talking about yesterday?”

“First of all, I am a person who collects stories. In particular, I am interested in the story about the hero I heard yesterday as it is not something you often hear…. “I thought it would be a good idea to pick it up while I can.”

This is the story of the hero I told yesterday.

It was definitely not pleasant, but even if it was a story like that, she did not ignore it and listened attentively.

For those who make it their business to listen to stories, you shouldn’t be selective about the types of stories you handle.

“Oh well, I don’t mind telling you…. There probably won’t be enough fun to relieve boredom. As you saw yesterday, Marylin, heroes are not as just as their name suggests.”

“It sure seems like that, but…. Still, it seems like you met a variety of warriors, Hyosung, but wasn’t there a single person you were in agreement with?”

“… “Hmm, a like-minded hero.”

I rested my chin in thought for a moment, thinking about the warriors I had met one by one.

A female knight who was attacked by an official of the Demon King’s Army while fighting a fight she didn’t need to fight, a wizard who was at the forefront of a rear-guard position and had his limbs cut off by a tentacle, and a man who suffered from misogyny who was charmed by a vampire. A sniper whose body was dismembered, etc. ….

If I think about it again, they are all self-employed people with ruined character that I don’t have much sympathy for, but if I were to say that all the warriors I met were such trash, that wouldn’t be the case.

“I think there were about one or three people. “If you’re someone who’s been doing okay.”

Only three out of dozens of people I met over two years.

This is a number that most people would consider a very low batting average, but as soon as a warrior is summoned, he or she starts off gaslighted by the powerful group that sponsors him or her.

In a structure where everyone has no choice but to be reborn as arrogant trash, it can be considered quite lucky to have met three truly humane warriors.

“hehehe, I wonder what kind of warriors they are who survived the man with the nickname ‘Hero Slayer.'”

“…Marilyn. “I told you yesterday that it was a misunderstanding.”

I fully knew at the training camp yesterday that I didn’t have the ability to do that.

I brushed aside such mischievous pranks with mild resentment and immediately searched my memory for the first person who came to mind among the three people I mentioned.

“Let’s see, who is the first person to be introduced… ….”

It’s been a long time since we met, but it wasn’t difficult to remember.

That person was considered one of the few eccentrics in this world full of all kinds of eccentrics.

“He was a person who always wore a paper bag on his head.”

“… “A paper bag?”

“Yes. “He was a person who hid his entire head in an envelope with holes just for the eyes.”

If you think about it normally, this would be considered crazy.

No matter how strong the warrior is, the place they are heading to is definitely a place called limbo, and they choose an envelope rather than a helmet to protect their head, which is a vital area.

In fact, isn’t this the same as volunteering to end up in the same situation as the warriors who have died so far?

“But what you should pay more attention to is the clothing.”

“Clothes? “Did you wear something unusual other than the envelope?”

“No, I wasn’t wearing anything.”

“… Yes?”

“So… ….”

The horse’s tail becomes blurred for a moment.

The person I encountered at the time was someone who, even now, more than two years later, I still think is absurd.

“I was a person who walked around wearing only a bag and underwear. “The only weapon he carried was a wooden club.”

In a world where even warriors can be caught off guard if they let their guard down, they travel through this harsh world without proper clothing, let alone armor.

There can’t be more than one crazy weirdo like that, right?

“…Why did you go around like that?”

“Well, I don’t know. He hasn’t said a word since he hired me.”

“Not a word… You mean?”

“Yes, even at our first meeting, we just threw away a contract, and after that, if we needed anything, all we did was point or gesture.”

This person, too, had no problem communicating to that extent as he lived off the radar, and considering that he sometimes showed tricks like playing with his hands despite his reticence, it wasn’t like he didn’t have a complete sense of humor.

However, as it is a different species, there were a few particularly memorable behaviors. One of them was that at dawn or when going outdoors and looking at the sun, it would adopt a posture of spreading both arms diagonally.

Should we say that it stays still for a while, as if photosynthesizing?…

Well, religious people also pray, but it must have been a personal routine they established.

“There are many other eccentricities, but the most unique one was definitely when I went into battle.”

“Speaking of battle… Ah! “So you’re saying he was strong because he was a hero?”

“No, I was weak.”

“Huh? Are you saying you’re weak?”

“He was literally the weakest warrior I’ve ever met. “He’s probably much weaker than I am now.”

It is natural.

To begin with, the only weapons he was wearing were a paper bag and a pair of underwear, and the only weapon he had was a wooden club.

Besides that, he does not use any notable supernatural power, so it would not be an exaggeration to say that he is at least the ‘weakest’ among the adventurers in existence.

“However, if you often hear rumors afterward, you will hear that even though he is such a weakling, he has survived to this day and is still active as a warrior, unlike other warriors.”

“If you see that you are active, it means that you are not just hiding in a safe place, but how on earth do you achieve that?”

“Nothing much. “He just dodges all attacks aimed at him.”

“Yes? Avoid it?”

“Literally, no matter how strong the attack, if you don’t get hit, you’re screwed.”

Yes, his battle was very simple.

If you face an enemy, avoid all of their attacks.

Whether you step on a step or roll in your seat, avoid getting hit by the attack and look for an opportunity to attack.

It is not as easy as it sounds, but he showed incredible evasion ability at every moment, as if he knew where the enemy’s attacks were coming from.

Even without the help of any magic tools or spells to help with evasion, all that is left is a body that has become lighter due to not wearing armor.

“After dodging all the attacks, I swung my club to deal damage, and if the enemy took even the slightest damage, all party members would confirm the hero’s victory.”

“Why? “The weapon he uses has a special effect?”

“No, as I said before, what he used was just an ordinary wooden club. Still, he believes that if he can cause even a little bit of damage to the enemy with a club like that, he is confident that he will beat him one-sidedly and defeat him without even getting a single hit.”

At least when dealing with undead, he would apply holy water, and when dealing with vampires, he would light a fire, but that was only done when dealing with enemies that could not be overcome with physical attacks alone.

He possessed extraordinary skill and courage to the extent that he survived every time despite using such absurd tactics.

“So good was his evasion ability that when he was surrounded by undead archers, he danced and avoided all the arrows aimed at him.”

“Arrows… While dancing?”

“So, it’s a dance where you put your finger on the back of your head and shake your waist…”

If it were a dancer dancing, it could be seen as overflowing with sensuality, but the dancer at the time was a naked man wearing only a pair of panties.

When I think about it again, the visuals had a lot to say in many ways, but at the time, I was shocked at how I was able to dodge all the arrows with that, so I didn’t have time to worry about that.

After that, it goes without saying that we went to each of the people who shot the arrows and carefully exploded the earthen pots…….

“But the most shocking thing I saw was when we attacked Drake, who was attacking the village.”

“If it’s Drake, isn’t it a pretty ferocious monster?”

“If you just feel it, it’s comparable to the dragons that appear in legends. In fact, the breath coming out of its mouth is so powerful that it can wipe out everything around it, but the hero proudly stepped in front of such a monster. .”

“With a bare body without any armor?”

“Yes, and Drake fired his breath at the hero who was standing there proudly… ….”

-Gulp.

Marilyn swallows her saliva.

She seemed to be immersed in her increasingly escalating explanation, and asked carefully, with both hands placed on her chest.

“You shot me, what did you do with it? “Have you ever blocked it?”

“No, I didn’t block it, I just lay down and avoided it.”

“… Lie down?”

“Yes, everyone was frightened and was in a hurry to run away, but the hero just lay down and dodged it instead of facing it from the front.”

After all, when it comes to the breath fired by a large monster, even guarding is not easy, so the only thing a human can do is find cover.

In fact, the hero who fed me pizza with pineapple when I was bored was unable to block the wyvern’s breath, so he shouted, “Avoid the breath!” There was a time when I said out loud, “Go to the corner!!!!!!!” And my body melted to death.

But in fact, as if reading the path of the breath from the beginning, that person moved his feet out of his orbit and then lied down as if he were in his own home and dodged the attack…

“And after that, the one-sided beating just started. “I didn’t learn this later, but I heard that Drake’s weak point is the top of his head, so if you hit just that area, you can kill him with a wooden club.”

“Uh, hmm.”

Mary Lynn blinked her eyes after hearing such a shocking story.

I don’t know if I blink because I always close my eyes, but that’s probably the case.

Even she, who wandered around the world, would never have heard of such a strange person.

“Is that realistically possible?”

“hahahaha, it’s impossible for an ordinary person.”

I also understand that feeling.

Not only humans, but also demons, undead, beastmen and vampires with dramatically superior senses would not easily attempt such a ridiculous act with their only life.

But that was a reality that happened right in front of my eyes, and that fact became a solid basis for what humanity in this world aspires to do.

“The heroes are what make such things possible, which is why the leaders of the empire are so obsessed with summoning heroes.”

Magic and faith, monsters and supernatural phenomena, etc…….

Even in this world where such fantasy beings become reality, the power of those who have awakened their abilities beyond dimensions acts as a variable that overcomes everything.

That’s why the people of this world look to such heroes as hope, and the powerful people of this world want to pass on their achievements to themselves by supporting the heroes and gain leadership that will lead all people.

And because the world is like that, the warriors become even more arrogant.

This is especially true because many people who do not receive such privileges are brought into this world today and reduced to insignificant foreign workers.

“…… Well, not everyone can receive such privileges.”

Yes, I was also one of the foreign workers who brought glory to such heroes.

Just surviving is difficult, and the possibility of pursuing anything more is significantly low.

If it weren’t for the adventurer who predicted my future, I might have been destined to die on this mission.

“Mr. Hyosung. Are you okay?”

“I’m sorry, I ended this story that was meant to be funny.”

Just as I was trying hard not to express my feelings about reality and was smiling, the carriage clattered to a halt with a sound.

Soon, the merchant in the lead shouted to the adventurers on the carriage.

“Hey, fledglings! “We’ve arrived at the village, so get off and move your luggage!”

“No, it’s sad to ride in the luggage compartment, but now you want me to help you with your business?”

“What if you don’t want to eat? By the way, you know that you have to walk for three days to the garrison without riding a carriage, right?”

Is it necessary to take care of trade before going to the garrison?

Well, I guess I have no choice but to endure it. I stood up with a thought in my head, and before getting back to work, I glanced back at Marilyn.

She still stands there, as if she takes pity on me.

“I think I’ll have to work for a while before I eat. If it’s okay, could you sing me a work song?”

She taught me that it was comforting to just do what she could, without having to say a word of comfort.

We have already met, and I see that meeting as an opportunity.

So, why not take this opportunity to enjoy a simple luxury that can be achieved by her own hands?

“… Yes, as long as you need this weak talent.”

As if in response to such expectations, her fingers soon began to pluck the strings of the lute in her hand.

-Tiriring~♬

Lucky brings out clear colors.

Foreshadowing that the fatigue of the labor that will soon follow will be washed away.