I Became the Hero Who Banished the Protagonist chapter 98

98. between events (1)

98. between events (1)

“Marianne!!”

The first thing my colleagues found as they ran was Marianne, not me. I let out a chuckle as I looked at Marianne, who looked back at me in bewilderment. Daphne and Georg kidnapped Marianne, grabbed her by the shoulders, and began examining her for any injuries.

“Are you okay? Are there any injuries anywhere?”

“Looks fine, but… It might have been a magical internal injury. I think you need to take it to the medic and get it checked out.”

Marianne was struggling to get away from the two who were treating her like a child. I looked at the scene with a pleased expression as if it were someone else’s.

“Let go… Let go. I am fine.”

“Once you get tested. It is unknown what effect the magical power of the fog may have had on the body.”

Daphne said that and let Marianne go. Then, he looked at her with complicated eyes.

“… You really brought Illroy back.”

Daphne’s words conveyed several emotions. Gratitude came first, followed by envy. Those purple eyes shone as deep as the night sky, with a complex mixture of lights.

“Good work, thank you Marianne.”

The expression on his face was soon hidden by a smile. Beside Daphne, Georg nodded and rebuked Marianne in a slightly angry tone.

“Do you know what a mess it was when you disappeared? Oh, to think that not just one person, but two people would secretly go out to deal with disaster.”

Georg shook his head and smiled bitterly.

“Still, it was a lot of work. Bringing that stupid bastard back.”

The two of them, who were making a fuss with Marianne, soon turned their heads to me. It was the opposite of the warm and worried look he had been looking at Marianne. It was quite cold, eyes full of anger.

“So, can you tell me why you went to face the fog alone without saying anything? Just leaving a note like this.”

Georg fluttered and waved the paper on which the words I had left were written. I glanced at the paper and muttered timidly, turning my head.

“… You haven’t checked all of that, have you?”

“Is that important now? you stupid bastard Why did you disappear so quickly without telling us? Why, did you think it would look more sublime? Did you think I would praise you for being cool? If you didn’t come back, did you think I would at least slap you in front of him?”

snap.

Georg’s strong hand grabbed the hem of my dress. I decided to listen to all the complaints of my colleagues as a helpless, dangling puppet. Georg frowned, but as he met my eyes, he let out a venom-free sigh and lowered his head.

“… sorry.”

Georg delivered a sincere apology to me who blinked in bewilderment. Did I ever have to apologize to that guy?

“It must be your trust in your colleagues that pushed you. You have always given us faith, but we have never given you such trust.”

I didn’t think it was that shallow. … Well, it’s true that I thought those guys couldn’t survive the fog together, so there’s nothing too different.

“It might be too late at the point where three disasters have already been defeated, but… I couldn’t shake the feeling that I was depending too much on you. It’s pitiful. We’re a party of warriors, not bystanders leaving you to act alone.”

Georg let me go and backed off.

“Don’t be strong either, Illroy. So that you can put your mind at ease and entrust me with any task.”

Georg then glanced at Daphne. Daphne looked at me and seemed to be contemplating what to say. I need to give her a more proper apology.

“… That.”

Before I could say anything, Daphne ran up to me and hugged me. I sighed and ran a hand through her hair. The look on his face that looked like he was going to say something must have collapsed. Daphne just stayed there without saying a word. Even that didn’t last long and Daphne fell away from me. He didn’t cry, and he didn’t have the young wizard he used to be. The one in front of me was one of the continent’s most powerful wizards with a 6th circle.

“I’m looking for clues to go to Circle 7.”

Daphne said that in a determined voice. 7th circle. Did I mention that there are only two people on the continent right now? Even those who reached the 6th circle will become 20.

“How long has it been since you reached the 6th circle?”

“It’s not enough. I just couldn’t interfere with the inner magic of the fog, putting both Illroy and Marianne in danger. Dealing with something like that is the role of a wizard.”

Daphne looked at my expression and shook her head.

“Illroy would definitely say that. enough already Don’t overdo it.”

I smiled bitterly. Maybe it was because he suddenly remembered what Marianne had said to me in the fog. I don’t think it’s enough. Because she is a talented wizard who will someday reach the unexplored 8th circle faster than anyone else. I said looking straight at Daphne.

“no. Become stronger than the 7th circle.”

Daphne’s eyes widened.

“Make it my goal to become as strong as me, no, stronger than that.”

I remembered the first time I recruited her. I may have forgotten my purpose, which was calculated then. Recalling that fact, I spoke to Daphne again. If you want to fight without worrying about me, then you must have the qualifications. Of course, Daphne had enough talent to win that qualification and go beyond it.

“Promise me that you won’t be satisfied and will go further.”

Daphne will become the world’s most powerful archmage. I spoke to Daphne with the same faith as when I first met her, but with a different mindset.

“… I know.”

Daphne nodded. I didn’t count the determination that was in it. Because I thought that now is the time for both me and her to settle their minds alone.

The night air was cold. The footsteps of the Holy Knights and Priests could be heard in the distance. At the head of them, the Pope, with a confused look on his face, was running towards them, forgetting about anything dignified. The Pope looked at us sitting on the sidewalk, sweating profusely.

“all… Are you done?”

The Pope’s bewildered expression was also enjoyable to see. I giggled and nodded, and the Pope gazed at the fog-cleared night street in bewilderment.

“… I was wondering what to do when you offered me the deal, but really how things worked out.”

The pope let out a sigh of relief.

“When the one-week grace period passed, we sent a request for assistance to the Kairos Kingdom without a moment’s delay. Really, I don’t know what else to say.”

The pope laughed shyly. When he confirmed that the fog had disappeared, his face was much more troubled. Then, for some reason, he looked at me with a distorted smile on his face.

“Come to think of it, when the reinforcements arrive, I will take the hero back. It will properly show the return of the hero.”

I was suddenly hit by a goal. Then, looking at me as I sighed and put my head down, the pope chuckled and let out an old man’s laugh.

—-

It is said that the fog lifted eight days after it appeared. It’s been a week since I wandered in the fog. It’s been two days since Marianne came in and tried to save me. In the meantime, Christmas Day has passed, and the New Year has dawned. Those trapped in the mist were extremely weak, but no deaths occurred. I’m not sure if it hasn’t happened yet. I woke up after falling into suspended animation for ten days, so some people are probably in critical condition.

“A lot of people are still asleep.”

Isis, the saintess who returned to the Holy Land after a month, said so. I sighed and looked at the scenery of the town. Priests were busy going from house to house checking the condition of the patients. Isis stared blankly at the priests and shook her head.

“Looks like I’ll be busy. I am the only one who can wake those who are still asleep and recover them. I’ll have to work hard.”

Isis pretended to roll up her arms. I sighed and nodded my head. Isis puffed out her cheeks as if she was dissatisfied with my laughter.

“Illroy, you came right here without me having time to properly restore you. Do you know how surprised I am? To think that a person who must be struggling after defeating disaster is coming from here.”

Isis approached me as if she was genuinely worried, and I staggered away from Isis about two steps. Marianne, who was standing to my right, took a hesitant step along with me.

“You just have to wait for the mana to fill up. There was no major problem with the body in the first place. Then wouldn’t it be much better to use the magic you would use on me on those people?”

“… Do you mind?”

Isis frowned and shook her head. I shrugged. A chill went down my spine when I thought that if the fog had continued for a few more days, the number of deaths might have continued.

“How have you been? Did you stay in Baktins the whole time?”

“Yes. Support relief efforts, investigate other affected areas… . I was doing what I could first. Thanks to my magical powers, I can heal people much faster.”

Isis turned her head to me.

“It must be thanks to you that we were able to minimize the damage here.”

I shook my head and gently nodded at Marianne.

“no. Thanks to Marianne. If it wasn’t for him, I would have been lost in the fog all the time, and I would have ended up in the same situation. Without properly dispelling the fog.”

Marianne blushed slightly. Isis glared at Marianne with a smile.

“Arjen… .”

Isis hesitantly brought up the story.

“I heard that you are now chasing the tails of the doomsday worshipers with Bishop Andrew. Hearing that he defeated the fog, he said that he would return to the Holy Land once… , I probably won’t have time to meet Illroy. The bishop asked me to tell you that he will ask for help again when there is something important enough to need you.”

I nodded. One day the time will come when we will have to catch the demon worshipers who spread the doomsday cult. Even in preparation for that time, the variables that can occur should be reduced as much as possible. And, when I said that variable, I was talking about my lack of strength.

“So you’re going to face the next catastrophe right away?”

“… no. The sixth plague is a bit tricky to say. And maybe there will be time to spare until then. In the meantime, I’ll find out what I can do.”

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Like how to become stronger.

I murmured and tapped the hilt of the holy sword. After entering and exiting the mist, the holy sword still hasn’t spoken to me again.

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Comment

  1. SenatorArmstrong says:

    Im more curious about past Illroys backstory.

  2. Extra says:

    Happy to see Isis again.

    Also, was Isis expressing jealousy just then? 🤔

    My hope for a possible harem continues…

  3. huehue huehue says:

    Hmmm I wonder what the Holy Sword knows 🧐

  4. huehue huehue says:

    Good, at least the team realized they have to be strong, together. Illroy has to be strong enough to defeat the disaster, while the others have to be strong enough to stand side by side 🤔

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