The hero moved slowly towards her. He looked a little bit crazy.
If I didn’t stop it, it looked like I would summon the Holy Sword in front of everyone right now, so I called her.
“Hey.”
The warrior stood tall and stopped. Then he exhaled a little as if he had found reason again.
I approached the warrior.
“Is she right? Do I need to confirm?”
I knew it already, but I pretended not to know.
The encounter between the hero and the heir in the game was purely coincidental.
The hero, who received a strange feeling from the heir, summoned the holy sword and gave it to the heir, and seeing that the energy of the holy sword that should only respond to the hero responds, he realizes that she is the heir.
So, the rest of the process is just to convince the hero that she is the heir and gives the girl the holy sword.
The warrior answered my question.
“You have to take out the holy sword and check it yourself.”
“I see. Well, I guess we’ll have to postpone that a little bit.”
The warrior nodded as if in agreement. In this situation, I couldn’t take out the holy sword and hand it over to the heir.
I looked around at people other than the Heir. Two middle-aged men who look quite old.
The heir had said that when he was young, he and his father lived alone in the mountains.
So I wondered if one of them was her father, but I soon knew which one it was.
It was because he could see the successor whispering close to the man standing on the left.
“There are more people, Dad.”
I turned my gaze back to the man who spoke of my identity first, not the heir’s father.
By the way, what is this? Academy Professor?
This is what the Heir just said, introducing the man as someone from outside the mountains.
When it comes to the Academy, are you referring to the Elphon of Saintea? I didn’t know why such an author was here.
········ Anyway, I felt like I had to sort things out first. Because everyone gathered
“No hostility.”
I spoke to them in a voice that was as soft as possible.
Now that this is the first meeting, it was to leave a good first impression on the heir and the people related to her.
The heir is the most important person to me along with the hero.
A unique card that can defeat the final boss of this world, the Demon King. I had to build as close a relationship as possible with her.
I didn’t intend to reveal my identity in the first place, but it was already discovered.
So, in order to raise the boundaries, I had to tell you about the plausible purpose of coming here. And it had a good smoke screen.
“The reason I came here is because of that demon’s contractor. Rest assured that it has nothing to do with you.”
“···········Yes, yes. It is.”
The man who was the most nervous, the professor, replied with a smirk.
He recognized my identity, but didn’t seem to recognize the hero.
It was natural. There were a lot of rumors about me, so there were enough factors to find out, but the hero was currently polymorphed with the power of the holy sword.
Then, without a word, the heir’s father, who was looking around me, the hero, and Ashel, spoke up.
“It’s been a huge help. Thanks to you, no one was hurt.”
Surprisingly, the first words that came out of his mouth were thank you.
“Will you come in? I don’t think you’ll be leaving right away, but I’ll serve you a cup of tea.”
The man glanced at the hut behind him and asked.
I don’t think I’ll be leaving right away… What do you mean? I said it wasn’t related, did you notice anything?
The successor’s father was an unknown figure with little information from the game.
I felt something strange about him and looked at the hero. The warrior nodded his head.
“Excuse me then. I want to hear about what happened here.”
***
The conversation we had while we were served tea was nothing.
First of all, the name of the heir was Ka-Ann, as I know. That made sure she was the heir.
The professor’s name was Rodiven, and he said he was really a professor from Elphon Academy.
He came to the Ramon Mountains here to obtain the monster specimens needed for research and came across them by chance. In short, he was a person who had nothing to do with the successor.
After listening to the detailed explanation, it seemed that the contract of the Asmodians had nothing to do with the successor.
It was the professor who first met him, and because of that, the successor’s wife and daughter were also involved.
‘That’s why they were engaged like that.’
The heir’s father’s name was Ben.
I wanted to know his information as much as possible, so after the story about demons was over, I secretly tried to change the topic…
“I’m just an ordinary woodcutter.”
“It seems that he had magical skills that were far from normal.”
“When I was young, I was a wandering sorcerer. It must not be a very interesting story for a monarch to hear.”
The interrogation failed as he did not openly talk about himself and his heirs.
But it was certain that he was an extraordinary person.
As for the level, he doesn’t seem to be as dark as the heir in the world’s knowledge, but I didn’t feel nervous at all.
If you’re facing a giant who is usually a monarch in front of you, it’s probably normal to react like a professor.
After the story was over, I stood side by side with the hero in the front yard of the hut and talked to each other.
“It’s just a little thing.”
“···········?”
“That man’s name, Ben, wouldn’t be his real name.”
I tilted my head at the warrior’s words.
A warrior has the ability to distinguish truth from lies. It would have been a fact judged by that ability.
“Is it because you’re limiting us?”
“It would be the other way around.”
“······Well?”
“Truth and lies don’t have clear boundaries like black and white. The man’s words weren’t completely false.”
“What does that mean?”
“A name has no absolutes. For example, if a person abandons his or her original name and lives under a different name for many years, it cannot be said that it is not a real name.”
I pondered the warrior’s words, and then I understood.
So, doesn’t that mean that Ben may have used several names in his life? Among them, Ben is the current name.
I didn’t think deeply. As the warrior said, it was a trivial matter. I already knew he wouldn’t be an ordinary person.
“Rather than that, I’ll have to check now.”
“Yeah. But how about dealing with that first?”
Away from the hut, I looked at the contractor who was still subdued by Ashel.
“It seems like he has absolutely nothing to do with the successor, but it’s something you don’t know at all, so check it out for sure.”
I approached him with the hero.
The hero looked down at him with cold eyes and asked.
“Tell me why you came here.”
Unable to resist, the man twisted his body as if in pain, then opened his mouth gently.
His story was nothing. He was the contractor of the demon tribe, nothing special, and it was just a coincidence that he reached this mountain range.
The hero confirmed that everything he said was true. Again, he had nothing to do with the heir.
“Please save me, Seven Lords… If there’s anything you want me to do, I’ll do anything…”
I put my hand on the man’s head as if pleading.
I heard everything I wanted, so there was nothing more to see. The demons and their contractors were so evil that there was no reason to keep them alive.
Tuuk.
When he used the instant kill, his body fell helplessly to the floor.
The hero looked at the scene with a slightly startled expression.
“······Just not magic. Is it a mystery?”
I looked back without answering the warrior’s question.
Because at that moment, I felt a sign approaching this way.
The heir who came out of the hut, Caran, was walking towards it.
“Did you kill that person?”
As she approached the immediate vicinity, she looked at the collapsed contractor and asked.
I asked if there was some strange misunderstanding.
“Yeah. Are you sorry?”
“No. He almost killed my father, could he?”
she reached out to me
“I’ll greet you once again. Uh, so… Thanks to the monarch, both me and my father are safe. Thank you.”
“············”.
handshake?
I thought about how I should react, but suddenly held my hand. She smiled and waved her hand.
“I just heard from Uncle Rodiven. I mean, the Lord of Calderic is one of the kings who rule the entire North Continent. He is a great man.”
“······okay.”
Ashel, who was next to him, tried to intervene with a look of restlessness.
Somehow this seemed funny to me, so I smiled and waved my hand to Ashel.
The heir said that he had lived in the deep mountains since childhood, so I knew it would be dark to the world’s knowledge. I just didn’t know it would be like this.
Also, she looked much more lively than the successor I knew from the game.
“Then, are these super strong people the lord’s subordinates?”
“I’m a wealthy person, and I’m also a colleague.”
Kaan switched targets and reached out to the Champion and Ashhel.
They also accepted the handshake with a slightly bewildered expression.
‘Now slowly….’
I looked at the hut in the distance. Rodeven and Ben, who were still inside the hut, showed no sign of coming out.
It’s just a good time
The hero who exchanged glances with me spoke to the heir. It was a soft voice I had never heard before.
“Then Ka-Ann, can I ask you a favor?”
“Please?”
“Yeah. It’s simple. All you have to do is hold my sword once.”
Kaan tilted her head and answered.
“Yeah, well. That’s a big deal. But where’s the sword?”
saah.
As the warrior stretched out his hand in the air, the golden light gathered and formed the shape of a sword.
Kaan’s eyes widened at the sudden sword that appeared in front of him.
“Come on, grab it.”
The hero pointed to the holy sword floating in the air. I could feel her voice trembling a little.
Ka-Ann looked at the holy sword, and then took both hands to the hilt of the sword. and······.
flash!
The moment she touched her, a brilliant brilliance erupted from the holy sword like an explosion.
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The light emanating from the holy sword brightly covered the entire field of vision. It was such an intense brilliance.
The startled heir dropped the holy sword in his hand to the floor.
Then the brilliance gradually disappeared and returned to normal.
“What, just? What did you make me do?”
The heir looked back at the warrior and asked.
The hero stared at her like that without answering. Standing tall as if it had hardened like a stone statue.
On behalf of the hero, I calmed the bewildered heir.
“I didn’t mean to harm you, so please don’t misunderstand. That’s just the special ability of that sword.”
“Ability?”
“Yes. It is a sword that has the ability to determine how well the user suits him. There are those kinds of swords among the famous swords.”
As soon as they looked around, the Heir looked at his body, nodded with a slightly shaky face, and asked.
“So, you just wanted to make sure I’m fit to use this sword?”
“Ummm… yes.”
The heir looked at the warrior with questionable eyes. A little bit of vigilance, which had never been seen before, was also oozing out.
It was a natural reaction. As soon as he grabbed the sword he handed over to him, a blinding light came out.
I thought that my personality was still on the naive side, but it doesn’t seem like that’s the case.
‘Now what?’
Anyway, the hero confirmed that she was the heir to the holy sword.
I glanced at the warrior and asked with a look in my eyes.
The succession of the Holy Sword is not something I can be involved in. So, what happened after this depended on the hero’s decision.
So, what will the warrior do from now on?
Are you going to openly explain the situation to your heir and ask for their cooperation? Or would you like to watch some more?
I was already half sure what decision the hero would make.
There is not much time left for the warrior. If possible, she would want to persuade her successor to inherit the Holy Sword as soon as possible.
But it was impossible.
The current capabilities of the successor are also capabilities, but before that there was an absolute problem.
Because there were ‘conditions’ that must be met in the succession of the Holy Sword.
“I’m sorry to startle you.”
The hero gave the heir a word of apology, retrieved the holy sword, and left.
I whispered to Ashel to be dealing with the successor and followed her.
***
“Is she the heir?”
With the holy sword in the ground, I asked the warrior who was standing in front of the tree as if lost in thought.
The warrior opened his mouth with his gaze fixed on the leaf branch he was looking up at.
“okay.”