86. Genuine Luxury
In the setting sun mountain range, there were all kinds of powerful and ferocious monsters, and all kinds of rare and expensive reagents. It wasn’t for nothing that a high-ranking shaman like the Elder Lich settled there.
For each peak, a different transcendentalist holds the ground, and the energy they radiate harmonizes and changes the terrain itself. In the middle of the flow, the earth blossomed with all kinds of treasures.
Of course, those protected under the fence of civilization also coveted the gifts of the earth. Of course, there was no way a person who hadn’t even set foot in the transcendent realm could dare to take the essence of the Sunset Mountains.
Those particularly reckless and lucky were able to salvage even crumbs. Those who survived enjoyed wealth through it, and the light of greed attracted more people.
In this way, Magnetoon, the city of adventurers, pioneers, mercenaries and criminals, was born.
[Isn’t something strange?]
[What?]
[You said earlier that it was the hometown of your friend, the Steel Tribe?]
The Holy Sword, who was listening to the bard’s song at the bar, expressed a question to me. It was the history of the city Magnetun that the minstrel was singing about, for it was so different from what I was talking about.
[Well? I just guessed that it might be so.]
[Your voice was full of confidence earlier, right?]
[The name is similar, and the location is also similar, near the Sunset Mountains. Well, I don’t think it’s just a coincidence.]
The Iron Tribe either joined in the founding of this city, or it must have been built by pioneers after they drove them out. I don’t see any other suitable terrain for a city around here.
The vicinity of the Seokyangsanmaek Mountain Range is quite rugged, if not as much as the mountain range, and it is not that there is no flat topography, but this is the only place where it is flat and includes Suwon.
[Still, I don’t like this city.]
“Ugh, I agree with you.”
A bard who sang a boring song was seen exiting while being greeted with drinks or dry snacks thrown by the audience. After kicking that ass, another bard stood with an instrument in the concourse of the tavern.
It was a song about a playboy who had a drink with a hundred people one night. Damn, I envy you… No, seeing the customers clapping for that song, not this one, made me sigh.
[Wait, come to think of it, have you ever had a drink?]
“Huh?”
I turned my head away from the smiling mercenaries, showing all my yellow teeth, and was surprised to see Cream calmly sipping a glass of beer.
“First.”
[You’re too good for that kind of thing.]
I wish I could say beer from a bar like this. Cream was sipping a low-quality beer that was almost like cow urine.
It’s in contrast to chocolate, which tastes once out of curiosity and eats it as a side dish. Considering Cream’s resistance, he wouldn’t even get drunk anyway, but there is no veteran adventurer in the form of tipping a glass.
“Owner, let’s go back soon.”
“Is that so?”
On the other hand, Choco, who had been frowning at the noise around her, was clinging to Cream. Cream stroked the boy’s hair in a familiar manner.
I didn’t have any information about this city, so I went to a nearby tavern to get something, but it wasn’t much to say that it was a rumor spewed by low-level mercenaries.
At most, the rumors that a dragon appeared over the setting sun, that Alice at the Red Rose Inn was amazing, and that a mercenary group from a foreign country had gone into the mountains carrying a steel pillar on their back.
I felt like I didn’t have to waste any more time here, so I was about to get up, but my senses caught the sound of two drunken mercenaries talking.
“Because…”
Cream, who was about to get up, stopped. After filtering out the various noises by concentrating on the senses, the sound of the two mercenaries talking became clearer.
“What? Really?”
“Yes! Because you had to see it too! He defeats them by handling all sorts of weapons like a ghost…”
Due to the nature of geography, there were many strong people in Magnetun, and it was only natural that people were enthusiastic about them. So it wasn’t too strange that those mercenaries were talking.
Yes, if it weren’t for the word warrior mentioned earlier. As soon as I got up from my seat, I approached them. As the shadow of the girl fell, the hairy men were startled.
“What, what! Miss?”
Cream and Choco, two beautiful girls, are hanging out at a bar without any other party, but it’s not that there hasn’t been any trouble for nothing. Both of them have already stepped into the realm of the transcendent.
In addition, when the special religious glare of the hero and the saint was added, the criminals did not even dare to look at the two properly. The same was true of the opponent Cream approached.
[Ah, I want to ask you something.]
“The lady’s voice is so… Uh, what’s going on?”
Are you mistaking my mental waves for cream’s words? In any case, the mercenary listened to my words obediently, contrary to that threatening and violent impression.
[It’s nothing special, about the hero.]
“Oh, ladies, are you a tourist? How could a Magnetun not know about the mighty warrior!”
The mercenary got up from his seat while banging the table enthusiastically without realizing it. Beer foam splattered in all directions.
So that’s odd. Not long after Cream was officially announced as a hero. Those in power may have obtained the information, but in fact, the popularity of cream itself is not very high yet.
It may be a neighboring city, but it has not yet gained worldwide recognition. And Magnetun is a city very far from Hair. But rumors have already spread here?
“A warrior?”
“Oops, sure! Do you really not know the true warrior Akan Rakshasha, who has recently been making a name for himself throughout the Sunset Mountains?”
What is this again?
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[To be honest, there is no hero with that name.]
[Not sure?]
[Yes. There’s no way I can’t remember the hero, right?]
[Whoops, is that so?]
After hearing the story from the mercenary, I managed to clear my confused mind.
First of all, it is certain that Cream is the hero. This is a fact that can be seen clearly just by looking at the status window.
– Name: Hero
– Race: Human (?)
– Ability: Body S+ Sense S- Mental SS
– Attributes: Declaration of the Demon King (EX) God’s Protection (EX) Trinity (SSS)
– Status: Doubtful, Calm
Your name is a warrior, so what better guarantee check could there be? Well, joking aside, Cream has all the badges of a hero. Two characteristics, one holy sword.
Of course, one could think of a development where the previous hero became undead and was resurrected, but the Holy Sword asserted that there was no such hero in his memory.
[No, but why is the lady saying ominous things again?]
[Auntie! ······Huh, I’ll pretend I didn’t hear that rude word. However, the fact is clear. The hero is this child in front of us now, and there can only be one hero in an era.]
Looks like the muffins got hot for a moment? However, she soon recovered her emotions and returned to her usual languid, husky voice.
[Because that’s one of the laws directly determined by the gods.]
[Yes, and there has never been a hero called truth.]
Just as Cream was given the nickname ‘peace’, all warriors and demon kings are given nicknames to distinguish history. And, the Holy Sword just confirmed that there is no other name that is true.
Well then, the answer is simple. The real warrior is with us now. Then, the person who asks if he is a true hero is not a real hero, but an impersonator.
I don’t know if he was brave or ignorant, but it was his misfortune that a real hero came to this city.
[Should we meet again?]
“Yes.”
Cream also nodded, as if interested in the word hero.
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According to the story of the mercenary, the akan or the hero named Ching-beom has been active in this city for several years. He has excellent skills and a good personality at a young age, and he is already a celebrity here.
He handles all kinds of cold weapons like ghosts, and he said that he once organized a party with the best people in the city to explore the depths of the Sunset Mountains. That record has not yet been broken.
[Of course, I don’t think I’ve reached the place where the Elder Lich is.]
Of course, considering the fact that the mountain range is wide and the direction is different, considering the area in which it operates, the level of its military force can be guessed to some extent. He is certainly strong, but not at the level of a Transcendentalist.
Still, it’s very useless among ordinary people, but from our point of view, it’s less than chocolate, let alone cream. If he hadn’t been named a warrior, he wouldn’t have cared.
[Still, isn’t it annoying to leave it alone?]
Impersonating a hero is, in and of itself, a felony equivalent to blasphemy. Considering the peculiarity of this world where God exists, it is quite forgivable that he has remained undetected for many years.
[Those who disrespect the authority of the warrior will not be tolerated!]
The holy sword is full of ambition. Just in time, the mercenary we caught was a big fan of the fake hero, so we were able to pick up a lot of other information.
There are many people who follow the true hero, but he himself has no power to speak of. No, this is what happened.
The important thing was this. The warrior of truth periodically goes out to explore the sunset mountain range and returns every month, and it is just that the time has come for Akan to return.
[Well, let’s wait a few days.]
There is an adventurer’s guild in a place like this just in time, and due to its proximity to the Sunset Mountains, of course, magnetoon’s adventurer’s guild receives all sorts of requests.
At this rate, it won’t be long before you become a real gold-rated adventurer, right? Well, it’s not important right now. As I moved toward the Adventurer’s Guild and the inn, I smiled sinisterly.
[I’m looking forward to the look on his face when he sees a real hero.]