Unfortunate Hero's Retirement Life

In an open field, there were two men fought with a wooden sword. Looking for the appearance, they looked at the same age. One wore a blue cloth while the other one wore white cloth.

They fought fiercely and their movement was extremely fast.

Clak! Clak! Clak!

The wooden sword kept clashing. Suddenly, a man with blue clothes backed three steps with his body leaning forward.

Whoosh!

The blue-clothed man dashed in frightening speed and slashed his wooden swords horizontally. This movement caught the opponent off guard. The white-clothed man could only fend off the attack.

Just as the wooden sword almost clashed, the white-clothed noticed the strange movement of blue-clothed man. However, it was too late, the blue-clothed man jumped out and passed the white-clothed man from the top. Then he crossed the wooden sword at the white-clothed man's neck.

"Master, you lose!" Hero exclaimed excitedly. Finally, for the first time, Heero won against his Master.

Yes, these two men were Heero and Saint. After 9 years of training, Heero matured a lot. A long black hair, bright black eyes, pointed nose, and the body filled with muscle. His eyes were radiated a confident and resolution. Now the small Heero was the same height as his Master.

Heero danced with joy. For the first time, he won against his Master. Moreover, what made Heero became even more excited as he could descend to the city.

Saint allowed him to come down only after he won against him. Now he won. This meant, he could start and fulfill his Grandfather's dream, becoming a great Hero.

Meanwhile, Saint smiled faintly as he looked at Heero. Of course, he lost to Heero did not mean he was weaker. Saint only used his fifty percent of his strength and this was not a life and death battle. Saint did not go all out but limited his strength only to fifty percent.

"Good, you can descend tomorrow!" Saint nodded his head. Though he was a bit sad that the child he took care for nine years would leave him. However, he had to let Heero go for experienced outside. Whether Heero would be his successor as a Saint or a Hero like his dream, it was inevitable to let Heero experienced the outside world.

As soon as Heero heard this, he dashed toward where he built a tomb, the cliff he used to hang around. Today, Heero stayed there until evening and only got back when the night came.

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When midnight came, Saint came to a room full with a book. He walked toward the end of the room and scanned the bookshelf before him. After a while, he found the book he was looking for.

Just as he wanted to open the book, there was a gentle voice called him, "Dear, what are you doing?"

Saint looked back saw his wife walked toward him. He did not know how to answer his wife.

Hearing no answer, Saint's wife looked at the book in Saint's hand. She had a wondering look as she found the book in her husband's hand.

"Why are you looking at this book at midnight?" Saint's wife curious at what her Husband doing as the book in her husband's hand was annals of Saint.

This book only contained Saints' profile from generation to generation.

Saint scratched his head and told the truth, "Actually, Heero has been asking my name, but I forget my own name, so…"

So Saint was looking at this book to find his name.

Saint's wife let out a giggle as she heard this.

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The next morning, Heero woke up early and began preparing for what he wanted to bring with him. This would be a long adventure for him.

After preparing everything, he went to breakfast with his Master and his seven fairy mothers. This would be the last breakfast with them, he did not know when he could enjoy breakfast with them again.

After breakfast, it was time for Heero to depart. His seven mothers hugged and gave him a kiss on his forehead. Even though Heero could see his seven mothers were reluctant to let him leave, but they supported him.

As for Saint, he was acting it was nothing. This was the words Saint left to him, "Take care!"

Heero nodded his head and left the peak of Nebraska Mountain.

"Heero, don't forget to bring a cute daughter-in-law when you back!" His seven fairy mothers shouted before his figure vanished from their sight.

"Don't worry dear, he will back! If he wants to be a Legend Hero like his Grandfather dreamed of, he has to come back again!" Saint said optimistically, yet his eyes turned red, he was holding his tears.

The kid he brought here finally flapped his wings and left him. Even though he did not say it out loud, he was truly feeling lost.

"Dear, have you told him your name?" Hong asked her husband.

Saint froze on the spot before letting out of his rage, "That brat did not ask my name! He forgot to ask my name!"

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Heero indeed forgot to ask his Master's name. It because he was too eager to get to the city, humanity's biggest city, where the first hero born, where the famous heroes gathered, Nebraska City.

Heero dashed with max speed, following his Master instruction. To descend the mountain, there was a certain route he needed to be followed.

He did not know how long he had been running. He just followed the route and then, he met a priest. As for why he could know the old man before he met was a priest, it was based on the old man's clothes. The old man was wearing priest clothes.

When the priest met Heero, he bowed to him. Heero also hastily bowed to the old man.

The old man smiled and asked, "Are you Saint's disciple, Heero?"

"Yes!" Heero replied respectfully.

Beside Hero, Priest was respected by many people. The priest was an honorable position respected by everyone. With the ritual from the priest, specter would not be able to infect the dead to be an undead.

Not only that but the Priest also famous for their healing magic. Many people said it was healing magic, in the past, Heero also believed it was magic. However, after learning the Saint Ki Comprehension, the healing magic was just another way to use Ki.

Nevertheless, to use Ki for healing was very hard. Still, in his Heero's eyes, Priest was an admirable job.

The priest maintained his smile, "Saint asked me to guide to descend to the city. Please follow me!"

Heero nodded his head and followed the priest. The old man smiled was refreshing and brought a calmness to him.

The old man priest guided him to the temple, the biggest human temple in Dramonia, Nebraska Main Temple. The temple was huge which left Heero in awe. Moreover, inside the temple, there were many statues.

It was not an ordinary statue, but Hero's statue. A hero who became Legend and achieved the highest achievement, slaying a god (God Beast and God Specter). There were only seven statues, only these seven people that recorded to slay God Beast and God Specter.

The old man priest led Heero to the altar, this altar was where Heero became the real Hero.

"Saint's disciple…"

"Old Man Priest, you can call me Heero. My name is Xing Heero!" Hero felt uncomfortable and weird being called Saint's disciple.

The Old Man Priest stunned a moment before smiling kindly as he nodded his head, "Good! Heero, please drop your blood here."

Old Man Priest showed him metal and Heero without hesitation dropped his blood there.

After that, Old Man Priest put the metal on the altar and chanted an ancient language or many people called it as God Language. However, Heero knew this was an Ancient Language as it recorded in his Master library.

After the Old Man Priest finished his chant, the altar released out a blinding light.

"Finally, it's coming…" Heero was so excited.

After a while, the blinding light was gone and the Old Man Priest gave him the meta he dropped his blood a moment.

However, now, this was not an ordinary metal anymore. This was the identification card that proved him as a Hero.

There was his picture on the rectangular metal. Not only his picture, but there was also his name and rank there.

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Hero Identity Card

Name: Xing Heero

Rank: Apprentice Hero

Approved by Archief Priest Salomon Arkshain

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Yes, if one wanted to be a Hero, that person had to past the test from Nebraska Temple. However, Heero was a special case, as Saint's disciple, he did not need to take the test.

Heero read his identity card as Hero. However, when he read who approved his Hero Identity Card, Heero's happy smile froze.

Archief Priest, it was the highest position in Nebraska Temple. There were only 12 Archief Priest and one of them stood before Heero. Just now, he called Archief Priest Salomon old man priest.

Heero embarrassed, he felt it was impolite to address Archief Priest like that.

Heero bowed his head and said, "I am sorry for my ignorance, Archief Priest Salomon! And thank you!"

Archief Priest Salomon only responded with a kind smile and also bowed his head to Heero.

Looking at Archief Priest bowed toward him, it made him even more embarrassed. Heero scratched his head, he did not know what to do, it just too awkward.

In the end, Heero excused himself as it seemed his matter was done here.

When he reached outside the temple, a bustling scene greeted him. Looking at this scene, Heero's eyes shone brightly. Without hesitation, Heero dashed to the crowd.

That day Heero spent his time walking around Nebraska City. In one day, he visited all the places in Nebraska City. He found many heroes gathered here and found many interesting places.

However, he could not enjoy all the places as he only had one day in Nebraska City. Nebraska City was the safest city, there was no specter or beast around here. Heero could not rank up if he stayed here. But he still took his time to enjoy this moment, it would be taking a long time before he could back here.

The next morning, Heero departed to the west as per his Master's instruction, Morabaka City.

Morabaka City was one of the five biggest human cities. It was located near the border between human territory and specter territory. It meant, if he went there, there would be many Specters he would kill there.

Little did he know, this was just a start, start a series of unfortunate events in his career as Hero.