I Quit the Hero’s Party Chapter 356

〈 Episode 356 〉 Now moving forward (4)

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A slash fired from the ground into the sky split the clouds. After all, a piece of the sky had been cut off. The sky split apart. Dark clouds cut off. Destel, who was staring at the sky in fascination, soon burst into laughter.

What did I just hear?

That is the new plague, said the gray wizard. She said that the Calamity’s name was Kyle Torben and that he was nicknamed the Sword of Reverse Heaven.

‘Disaster?’

The hero became a disaster?

This is something that cannot be understood through common sense.

However, Destel knows that the word common sense is not a very strong concept on the battlefield. In this place filled with monsters that deviate from common sense, common sense was like an old castle wall that could collapse at any time.

Destel slowly turned his head.

I turned my gaze from the sky and looked at Raniel standing across from me. Of course, it didn’t seem like she was lying. In the first place, Destel knew that the gray wizard was not the type of person to make jokes like this.

“…Are you saying that Kyle Torben has been a disaster? “So, that kid in the old ruins of the Selef Kingdom is Kyle?”

Raniel bit his lip in silence.

Silence was affirmation.

Destel wiped the corners of my eyes.

“They are saying that Kyle is the reason why the demonic beasts gathered together. “The reason you want to go there and the reason you have Kyle’s starlight… are probably in the same context.”

Information and information intertwined.

Destel laughed as he pondered the conclusion he had drawn. A laugh escaped her open mouth.

“ha ha ha.”

A warrior called the hope and strongest of mankind.

Such a person will now point his sword at humanity as an enemy of humanity. When facing the sword energy that had been shot into the sky a little while ago, Destel couldn’t think of a way to respond.

『Humanity’s greatest power has become a disaster.』

Destel groaned as he pondered over a single sentence.

“I’m going to be amazed.”

It’s a terrible joke.

No, it had to be a joke.

2.

Fortunately, despite the misfortune, the sword that was fired into the sky was not fired back towards the front line. The shaking ground soon calmed down. The sword energy only split the sky and did not fly towards this direction.

That was very fortunate, Raniel thought. Because it means that Kyle hasn’t taken anyone’s life yet.

“…Kyle’s ego will still remain. Because it was not completely completed as a disaster. Plus, unlike me, Kyle in this timeline hurt himself at the last moment. There may be a little more leeway.”

The person from the future said so.

“I’m going to kill you right now.”

“I, that is, you… were the vessel on which the Demon King had marked his fortune. Now that that vessel has been taken away and a better vessel has been obtained, the devil will try to kill you.”

“Because they will think you are the most disturbing.”

Kyle’s target is you.

“Because of my remaining ego, I will not immediately be hostile to humanity, but in your case, the story is a little different. “Kyle’s hostility will be directed solely at you.”

They’re going to kill you.

Although he had heard of it, Raniel groaned at the terrible murderous intent that was conveyed across the street.

“······.”

Raniel came out of the barracks because he couldn’t sleep, squatted on his knees in the field and looked up at the sky. Stars were shining in the split night sky.

“The operation has been decided.”

As I was looking at the sky like that, I heard a tired voice from behind me. When I turned my head, Destel was standing there.

“I plan to move as you request. The knights’ morale is low, but if they know you’re here, their morale will go up. “I don’t know how to charge, but I can at least block this place.”

It wasn’t wrong.

This is Rania Van Trias, who has defeated several disasters and is known internationally as the successor to the Gray Wizard. With such a hero on the battlefield, the morale of the knights would not be a problem.

“···thank you.”

“This is it.”

Destel sighed briefly and roughly shook out his hair. A moment of silence. Stelle, who was deciding what to say, slowly opened her mouth.

“Have you become a hero too?”

It is a question with several implications.

Raniel nodded wordlessly.

“···Bringing a retired guy back and having him sit there again, Kyle, that guy is a terrible guy.”

“That’s right.”

“I don’t plan on asking what happened, but I have to ask this. “Because it’s related to this operation.”

Destel took a short breath and said.

“Can you kill me??”

“······.”

“I’ve never seen that much sword power. He’s already an incredibly strong guy, but this one is on a different level. A sword of that size that sweeps that wide of an area…”

It is not the domain of humans.

Destel muttered.

No matter how high a swordsman is, a swordsman is nothing more than an individual on the battlefield. Because they tend to become weak in the face of the influx of supplies.

However, the sword I saw a moment ago was different.

It is not the domain of humans, and it is not a power that an individual can possess. Numbers are meaningless in the face of that level of sword power. The world no longer calls someone who dominates the battlefield with a single swing a swordsman.

“Isn’t the Sword of Death Ganicalt on the same level as that monster? “That one.”

The world calls such people monsters.

The sword of death was such a being.

“Can you kill such a ridiculous guy? Can you kill it and come back?”

“There is a possibility.”

Raniel said calmly.

“Something changed a lot when I became a warrior. And, against him… there is a chance of victory.”

“···Is that so?”

Destel’s eyes narrowed.

The odds of winning seem very low, but if you say so, there is nothing to say here. A conversation that is cut off because there is nothing to say. In the midst of a sense of awkwardness, Destel implicitly asked a question.

“You.”

A question I’ve wanted to ask for a long time.

“Aren’t you scared?”

“It’s scary.”

The answer came right away.

“Are you saying you’re scared too?”

“Because I’m not standing here as a wise man.”

“Sage?”

“How do you tell someone you’re afraid of standing in front of others? The person standing at the front must always look straight ahead. “You shouldn’t say weak words like I’m afraid.”

But, she said.

“Not now. “In times like this, isn’t it okay to say you’re scared?”

“···Are you really Raniel?”

Raniel turned his head. Looking at her destel, she laughed incredulously.

“What on earth are you looking at me for?”

This is not a questioning tone.

Raniel now knows that this kind of reaction is natural since he only showed that side of himself. Raniel said while smiling mischievously at the embarrassed Destel.

“I guess I don’t understand.”

“Of course not. Because I am a coward. “I’m not being sarcastic, it’s something I really can’t relate to.”

Empathy, empathy.

Raniel chuckled.

Actually, it was a really simple story.

“I’m just doing it because I think I’ll regret it.”

“···regret?”

“If you run away from here because you’re scared or don’t want to do it, something really bad will happen. “It’s too late to regret when that kind of future comes.”

This is the way someone speaks as if they have seen the future.

“That’s why I’m doing it now. “I don’t want to regret it later.”

“···I still don’t have much empathy.”

“And you?”

Raniel glanced at Destel.

“You are sitting in the position of general manager of this special front, not knowing what will happen. In a battlefield like this, where there seems to be a high probability of disaster. “Aren’t you scared?”

She stretched out her finger and pointed to the warrior’s uniform that Destel was wearing on his shoulder.

“That too, while wearing a uniform. “Don’t you usually wear those clothes?”

“That’s right.”

“Why are you here? No matter what I do, I’m made fun of because I’m a coward… Is there any reason to be here?”

“It’s the minimum obligation.”

Destel said, patting the clothes on his shoulder.

“I have no intention of taking the lead, and I might run away again… but for now, staying here is the minimum duty, right? “You must fulfill your minimum obligations.”

Galahal is dead.

Kyle Torben is reported to be missing.

All that’s left is yourself.

“No matter how much of a coward I am, I don’t want to become a piece of trash that ignores my duties.”

Each one stands on the battlefield for their own reasons.

Everyone lives life in their own way.

Raniel laughed, remembering what Galahal once told him.

“Okay, well…”

Raniel slowly stood up.

Raniel held out his fist as he glanced at Destel.

“Please take care of me. Destel.”

“What, suddenly?”

Destel held out his fist while making a shocked expression. Raniel lightly bumped his fists and smiled softly. Her gray hair sparkled under the starlight.

“Thank you for your cooperation.”

After saying one word, Raniel walked towards his barracks. Destel blinked her eyes and stared at the back for a while.

Is this really Raniel?

The guy he knew wasn’t the type of guy who could make a soft laugh like this? Blinking her eyes blankly, De Stel soon burst into laughter.

I felt like I was possessed by a witch.

3.

The sun does not rise in the night sky.

Therefore, the magic scene exudes an excessively gloomy and dark atmosphere, whether day or night. This environment may have played a role in the mental and physical exhaustion of the knights holding out in the horse race.

A place where the sun doesn’t rise.

A place that is dark all year round, day and night.

The front line called the Demon Lord.

There are knights standing right in front of there. They were preparing for the large-scale operation that was about to begin, clutching their spears and swords tightly.

“···That one.”

“I only heard about it through rumors.”

And, there is someone standing ahead of them. A girl with flowing gray hair and fluttering a robe with a gray symbol engraved on it.

Rania van Trias.

The knights also know the girl who is called a hero in the world. Dwarf physique. Thin limbs. She is not a girl suited for the battlefield. However, looking at her back, the knights strengthen their resolve.

Heroes are with us.

The blood and sweat we will shed here is not meaningless. As long as the hero is here, what she wants to achieve… all of that becomes the cornerstone for a great feat.

Therefore it is worth it.

A knight is a word that refers to someone who knows how to sacrifice his or her life for value and honor. The knights on the front lines were knights among knights, so they knew honor and the values ​​they should pursue.

Crash.

The armor they wore rang loudly.

Someone walked out between the ranks. Destel, wearing a warrior’s uniform decorated with platinum-colored thread, followed by Remia with golden, wavy hair, walked forward.

They climbed up to the temporary watchtower.

Two towering watchtowers.

The two, one by one, took their seats in the watchtower and prepared a flare to signal the start of the operation. Destel, who was on the watchtower, snapped his fingers.

Imitation, famous archer (name?) Efta.

Starlight bloomed.

Destel’s star armor, shroud (？？) wrapped around Destel’s shoulders with light. Destel blinked a couple of times to adjust to the momentarily expanded field of view, and then slowly caught his breath.

Master Palace, Efta.

She was a warrior who used a bow and was raised by elves. Orvel, king of the elves, taught her elven archery, showing her his moonlight arrows and giving her the opportunity to imitate her arrows with her starlight.

A moonlight arrow imitating starlight.

Originally known to be something that only the shrine could use, Efta did an excellent job of imitating it. She swept the battlefield with platinum arrows made of starlight.

A group of stars decorating the battlefield.

The name of the technique was given because it resembles rain falling from the stars. Destel took a stance to imitate the techniques of warriors from history.

Flashing.

A bow made of stars, a bowstring, and platinum arrows were created in Destel’s hands. Although Destel has not learned how to use a bow, Destel’s posture as she pulls the bowstring is close to perfect.

Seongui (？？？) even borrows the experience of the object of imitation. Destel even imitated Efta’s archery skills, which were trained by shooting arrows hundreds, thousands, and tens of thousands of times.

Peeing.

Destel let go of the bowstring, which had been stretched to its limit.

A ray of starlight shot toward the sky. The moment the arrow fired diagonally touched the cloud, there was a flash of light.

Ssssssssssssssssssssss!

The arrow split.

A single arrow rained down into dozens, hundreds, and thousands of arrows. The arrows that rained down on the twisted demon realm scattered flashes of light and pierced the demon realm. The demonic realm shook with the screams of the demonic beasts.

「—————!」

With a roar, demonic beasts began to jump out.

The number of demonic beasts swept away by the meteor shower reached hundreds, but the number of demonic beasts did not seem to have decreased at all. It’s literally close to a black wave.

The operation has begun.

The knights raised their spears and raised their swords in high spirits. The sharply erected barriers were firmly fixed. And, one more arrow was shot into the sky. What was fired this time was not Destel.

Shrine, Remia.

This is the arrow she shot.

That arrow is not a platinum arrow made of starlight. It is a moonlight arrow imbued with soft moonlight. This is the original (？？) of the arrow imitated by the famous archer Efta.

An arrow was shot into the sky, scattering moonlight.

The arrow that pierced the clouds and ascended into the sky was like a moon. What falls parabolically from a cloud is not an arrow. The split and fragmented arrows are closer to moonlight.

Flash!

Thousands of silver-white swords poured down on the approaching demonic beasts. It is not a technique to pierce through one strong enemy, but a technique to sweep away many. One of the applications of the moonlight arrow is moonlight.

A meteor shower that was like a symbol of the famous archer Efta.

Moonlight, the origin of that technology.

The demonic beasts pierced by the silver-white flash fall down with blood spraying out. The magical beasts continued to surge, but were swept away by the moonlight, creating a temporary vacuum. Remia looked at Raniel while stringing her next bow.

It’s now.

Raniel couldn’t hear Remia’s voice mumbling like that. However, even if he cannot hear it, Raniel knows that now is the best time.

widely.

Raniel took a step forward.

The moment the step touched the ground, ashes rose around Raniel. The spell released in an instant accelerated her body beyond its limits.

Sarah.

The remnants of the burning mana turned into ash and scattered around. However, it is not only ash that is flying around.

Tick, tiddik.

Platinum-colored particles rose over her body. Although it cannot be seen because of the ash, it is clearly starlight. Starlight shined through the ashes. The flickering starlight surrounds her body and continues to strengthen.

Wow.

The ground cracked starting from where she stepped. As he looked at the starlight blooming before his eyes, Raniel thought of Kyle. The image of Kyle’s back that he had always seen appeared in Raniel’s mind.

Thinking about it.

Raniel muttered to himself.

Acceleration(??).

Her new form disappeared in an instant. The knights who were watching him, Destel, who was checking the situation with his enhanced clairvoyance, and even Remia missed Raniel’s movements for a moment.

Quaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

A violent wind blew, accompanied by a loud noise as the ground exploded. Even when the knights inadvertently closed their eyes, Remia and Destel kept their eyes wide open. So they could see it.

The sight of the demonic beasts rushing in for a moment evaporating.

They saw a single line pierce the black waves made up of magical beasts. Where the line pierced through, all that was left was a pile of ashes.

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fantasy,