I Was Banished From the Hero Party I Raised - I Was Banished From the Hero Party I Raised chapter 64

13. division (1)

Not all warriors’ parties go together like the first party or Ian’s party.

They work separately and organize temporary parties only when necessary.

Penny was one of those wandering warriors.

The place where she murdered her comrades was an A-class dungeon.

It is a dungeon with a structure in which the topography changes at regular intervals, and it is a place where you can get lost and become lost if you make a mistake.

That meant it was a suitable place to cover up a murder.

I killed all three of my colleagues who formed a party to attack this place.

There was no particular reason.

I was just curious about the money and equipment they had, and I wanted to have something useful.

It is much safer and more profitable to stab a comrade in the back than to clear a dungeon.

Occasionally, having an artifact or equipment that has become a high-grade enchantment is nothing short of a jackpot.

She couldn’t grow any further as a wizard, and she couldn’t engage in close combat with A-class monsters.

Penny realized that stabbing people in the back was more effective.

It was her way of life.

Fortunately, she worked as an administrator in a small town from a young age, and she often forged trivial documents, embezzled subsidies under various policies, or tributes to the lord.

There was no guilt.

Everyone did it, so I thought I could do it, so I did it.

Then, when the fact of embezzlement was caught and put on trial, he ran away after telling a colleague.

By that time, she had awakened as a superhuman and became a wizard and started her heroic activities, but she did not fit her aptitude.

It was basically too risky, and Penny’s talent wasn’t great.

It barely covered the toes of an A-class hero, but it wasn’t satisfactory.

So Penny looked for a safer and more efficient way.

Acting as a wandering warrior, killing colleagues in dungeons that are difficult to track.

By using the name of a hero to enter large and small criminal groups and steal their loot, or manipulate the books to create chaos and steal capital.

I just lived like I was swept away by inertia.

Despising, and relying on, the wretchedly imperfect frailty of human beings.

“Um… . These guys are bullshit. It’s a dangerous dungeon, so I thought I’d get something useful.”

Penny calmly took the corpse and gave up.

There were no valuable items.

I looked down at the man who couldn’t even answer and smiled.

“That’s right, you should blame it for being born imperfect.”

Penny hated human imperfection.

Dumb, stupid, impulsive, emotional.

can’t think of the future

No, there are too many pathetic people in the world who know the future but ruin the present.

At the same time, he loved such human imperfections.

Because they are imperfect, people like you can stand up.

‘Is there no such thing as perfection in the world? .’

That’s why the greed and curiosity for perfection couldn’t leave a corner of my heart.

Killing three of her colleagues and trying to return, she ran into trouble.

He was trapped in a maze-like dungeon.

“ah. puheu cuuuuuuu… .”

It was fun.

The imperfections he hated were also present in himself.

It was a kind of self-loathing.

Even the monsters didn’t appear, and the unknown road continued to unfold.

If I die like this, I think I’ll be really pathetic.

One day you don’t even know if you’ve been wandering around for days.

I had to meet

The 1st Hero Party, said to be shaking the entire continent with that feat.

Their sense of intimidation, which they thought would be perfect in this world as if passing by, was greater than rumors.

“What is it, lost in a dungeon again?”

Beatrice said.

As the word ‘again’ meant, there were many people who were not the 1st warrior party behind them.

All of them were lost children who came to this A-class dungeon and got lost.

Kylie laughed.

“I want to take you. I told you to get all of them and bring them with you.”

“Why are you bothering me… . yea, that’s it Follow me.”

At the time, I couldn’t hear them properly.

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Just facing the four members of the 1st Hero Party was distracting.

Perhaps, he thought that these might be the perfection he was looking for.

Seeing their battle, that thought hardened.

Even the word perfect was not enough.

It was truly artistic.

Enemy blood splattered, bones broken, frozen foes shattered, blazing lights burned.

All the scenes came together like a painting.

It was so beautiful that I wanted to stop time at that moment.

Fascinated by them, Penny became curious about their identities.

Where the hell did these heroes come from?

In the end, Penny reached Philip and Ian.

At first, I learned from Philip’s name.

Externally, all the names that announced the news or achievements of the 1st party were Philip.

Digging again, the name Ian came up.

At that time, I thought Ian was the perfection he was looking for.

But the deeper I dug, the more Philip’s name came up.

Philip was behind all the achievements of the 1st Hero Party.

The miracles they perform, the path they take, the artifacts and relics they find, the dungeons they block and the disturbances big and small on the frontlines.

Ian was just a person who followed them and acted as Philip’s practical affairs, and he learned that all important matters and choices depended on Philip’s decisions.

Rumors from across the street and the media that circulated through the city also mentioned Philip’s name, not Ian’s.

So, I tore off Philip’s footsteps, interpreted, savored, and finally completed it.

his narrative.

The story of a god who descended into an imperfect paradise.

There was no room for failure in his walk.

It seemed as if the whole world was prepared for his success.

power, wealth and honor.

Everything was in Philip’s hands, and the first party monopolized it as if they had been promised.

‘A being who created a hero to save the world… .’

Even before there were heroes, there were epics of heroes.

It was a kind of myth that was passed down through oral tradition.

And in the biographies of those heroes, God always appears.

Gods who recognize the qualities of a hero, give trials and tests, and sometimes even lead the way.

No matter how great a hero is, what does it mean if there is no god?

If not God, who will find them?

humanity’s greatest light.

A powerful hero of modern mankind.

1st warrior party.

Philip who created them.

If he is not God, then who is God?

The only perfection in this world.

When I found it, desire rose for the first time in the life I had lived like an inertia.

I want to be like that perfection.

But I knew very well that I couldn’t reach it.

That’s why, I wanted to scratch that perfection.

The perfection she found was Philip.

“Philip… .”

Ian.

It’s an existence that I don’t even know what to call it.

Because he was so foreign to this world.

Because it was the perfection he had so longed for.

At the same time, there is no such thing as perfection in this world from the beginning, so I originally wanted the world to be this imperfect.

Because I wanted to believe that my own imperfections are not bad.

Penny madly wanted to destroy that perfection.

Killing is far from such a vulgar murder.

I want to draw gold on that perfection.

So they worshiped him, created a manager’s guild, and organized his vaguely wandering narratives and announced them to the world.

Sylvia and Philip the beggar girl.

The story that spread around Supebia was Penny’s work.

It’s already perfect, but I made it even more perfect.

I wanted to drop it after sending it up to a height where I wondered if it could go any higher.

When the god who descended to the earth finally ascends to the sky, it is to fall.

How beautiful is the fall of a god who has lost his wings.

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Just imagining it will make your lower body numb.

To put that into practice, Ian was kicked out.

After many years of research, Ian’s existence was the harm of the 1st warrior party and Philip.

I did.

Obviously, it was… .

“you… . Ian, you are… .”

There was a time when he almost felt disappointed in the god he cast out.

Could it be that he was an existence that could not be found to be perfect, failing so pointlessly?

But, look at that look.

Didn’t they find a new hero as if something had happened?

It is different from the self who escaped with a more comfortable and vicious act every time he faced a single failure.

He stood up strong again.

The new heroes he found had already begun to write a myth comparable to the beginning of the first warrior party.

Those who are affected by him follow his training method as if praying to God.

‘Only you from me… Makes me forget these disgusting imperfections… .’

A god who was kicked out by the heroes he raised.

And the snake-like figure who deceived the heroes with flattery.

A demon that will eventually destroy that god and will not exist again in the last century.

That was Penny’s view of her role.

By defining Ian as a god and standing on the other side of him, Penny herself had the pleasure of being perfected on par with him.

‘Even after being kicked out like that, you still haven’t fallen at all… .’

If this is God, if this is not religion, then what in the world is… .

“thank you… .”

Penny put her forehead on the ground and murmured.

for still being a god

No, I was so thankful that I was advancing to a more perfect existence.

At the same time as the grateful ecstasy, a piercing sense of contempt arrived.

He realized that no matter what he did, it would be impossible to reach him.

“Penny… ?”

“M-Master, when will you return… .”

A few people passing by recognized her.

Penny didn’t listen.

Didn’t even look.

The five senses were accepting Ian.

Demon tribes, demon kings, wars, empires, religions, and rare heroes called the 1st Hero Party.

To Penny, it was all worthless compared to Phillip’s despair.

even your own life.

Fully enjoying her faith, she got up and laughed.

The price for doubting God’s power was severe.

Even if no one punished me, I realized and blamed myself.

About everything you took away and ruined.

‘Next time I see you… .’

I hope we can meet face to face and say hello.

In order to do so, he had to put the wrongs he had committed back into his own hands.

Otherwise, I wouldn’t even be able to see him.

Penny is back.

Nothing more to see here.

‘The manager guild… There was no meaning from the beginning.’

I believed that the group founded in Philip’s name could tarnish his reputation if it were dishonorable.

It was only when I saw Ian that I realized that it was an illusion.

There is something else that is really important.

‘The 1st warrior party. Ian, the ones he personally selected and cherished… .’

And he kicked Ian out of their midst.

Originally, the relationship with Ian was subtly bad, but it cannot be denied that he instigated it.

‘I can’t let them fall. I just neglected it, but I didn’t have an accident in particular, so it can happen again… .’

Penny made up her mind.

*

Ian was sitting in front of his desk reading the notice.

[SS class warrior, Lorenzo di Fiorene boat duel competition.]

It was a guide from Marie.

I’ve been busy lately, and I’ve been working with Vivian, so I’m only starting to read it properly now.

‘This nobleman is still the same.’

He was like this in the 2nd round too.

A lot of money, a lot of bragging, a lot of vanity.

An unlucky old aristocrat, he is such a person.

The timing and rewards of the duel competition are the same as in the second round.

[Privileges for winners by weight class]

-50 gold or equivalent items.

-Sergeant Fiorene’s last name.]

An amount equivalent to 500 million won.

And it meant that he would take down the name of Fiorene, the only master of swordsmanship on the continent.

In this place where all superhumans are born purely by chance, the name ‘The Master of Swordsmanship’ is very unique.

Early on, Lorenzo realized his strength and talent.

Even in the second round, when there was no hero system, he was a person called ‘Hero’.

Although there were no grades like now.

Even if his personality is unlucky, he is a person with certain skills.

Because that skill alone earned him the title of count.

It wasn’t just Lorenzo, but if you were an SS-class warrior, you could get at least a noble title and a fief based on your skills and achievements.

‘Even so, his skills aren’t comparable to those of the 1st party, but… .’

He had been active as an adventurer for a very long time, and he decided that it was in the long-term interest of mankind as a whole to leave his talents to future generations.

It was a meaningless idea because superhuman strength and talent were not genetic.

However, there is no absolute in this world.

Surprisingly, Lorenzo’s first son awakened as a ‘superman’ at a very young age.

And even as talented as my father.

It was just one case, but it was enough for the Fiorene family to earn the name of a master of swordsmanship.

Since then, Lorenzo has sowed many seeds, but none of them have ever been superhuman.

It was just a miracle that the eldest son had awakened.

‘Lorenzo still couldn’t give up. There were too many things he committed with lies close to self-brainwashing, that he was a famous swordsman. He was very proud of himself.’

That’s why I thought of giving someone my last name.

Place a person with sufficient talent and skills under one’s family.

Then, naturally, the prestige of the family rises.

Even if it’s not your own biological child.

‘If you think about it deeply, it’s not really funny, but those who can think deeply won’t fall for such words.’

There were also those who deliberately only aimed at the aristocratic luxury that Fiorene’s family could receive.

The act of artificially nurturing or creating superhumans in several villages, including the village of Arke, was also influenced by Lorenzo.

Because he proved it.

In some way, it is possible to intervene in the awakening of superhumans.

‘Especially since he went around bragging about how he trained his eldest son harshly from a young age… .’

From Lorenzo’s family plan and his eldest son’s awakening to this swordsmanship competition.

It was exactly the same as the second round.

At the time, Ian also attended as a spectator.

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Just out of curiosity.

I remember the main participants as well as the winners.

Since they are weaker than Ian now, this duel competition was not very attractive to Ian.

Instead, one thing.

‘This human named Lorenzo will die within a few years… .’

I was curious about that.

In the second round, Lorenzo died shortly after the swordsmanship competition.

The cause was murder.

Soon after, the fortunes of the Fiorene family, which had made a name for themselves as masters of swordsmanship, declined, and all the others were killed.

How was that possible?

No matter how bluffing Lorenzo is, his skills aren’t completely fake.

Even the eldest son, of course, among those who received the surname of Fiorene, there were many quite powerful ones.

‘Who the hell did that… . If it’s a dangerous molecule, it’s a dangerous molecule, so I think it’s good to know.’

while thinking about it.

[Memory Correction]

Suddenly, something popped into my mind.

‘Fiorene, that’s too bad. I never thought it would happen without anyone knowing.’

‘Who would have known? I would have thought everyone in that family would have died in a head-on confrontation.’

‘Anyway, is that true? I heard there’s only one survivor… .’

‘I’m sure. I happened to see it when I was attending a dueling tournament the other day, and it was from Fiorene. And that woman is still alive!’

The memory correction ended there.

‘… Were there any survivors? Of the Fiorene family?’

Why does memory correction show this?

The reasoning was not difficult.

The survivor did not survive by chance.

There is a major connection between the annihilation of the Fiorene family and its sole survivor.

‘At the time, I only watched people dueling… . Should I go back and take a closer look?’

I know who the winner is, but a lot has changed since the second round.

There was no chance of finding new talent at all.

‘Looking around would be worth trying.’

The dueling tournament is also a small festival, so Vivian and Helena would be good to rest.

While preparing to leave, a letter arrived.

It was a letter from the leader of the Holy Knights, Lazri, under the direct control of the Holy Office.

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Just looking at the sender, the contents would not be unusual.

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Just as expected.

[(syncopation)… It has been confirmed that the forces that once again led the Sacred Unified State Plan have temporarily allied themselves with the ‘Anti-Imperial Alliance’, which plotted rebellion against the Empire. The two disintegrated rebel forces join forces and capital to cooperate with both sides’ plans… .]

[…] Below are some of the personal details of the remnants of the Anti-Imperial Alliance that contacted the Holy United Nations. I haven’t figured it all out yet. Please let the apostle inform the imperial family.]

… Henry Somerset, Gustav von Brehem.

They were familiar surnames.

The children or families of those whom Ian informs have rekindled the flames of rebellion.

‘It seems more like simple revenge than treason.’

As I read through the list, my eyes stopped at a certain name.

[…] Lorenzo di Fiorene.]

… … .

Ian was dazed for a moment.

If you read it again, that’s the name.

This makes no sense.

Although braggart and unlucky, Lorenzo is basically safety first.

Compared to his skills, he has a cowardly side.

It means a person who tries to avoid the situation in which he is threatened.

‘Such a human being, the anti-imperial union, and even the holy unified nation… ?’

Lorenzo is a man with strong narcissism, so it is unlikely that he was immersed in religion.

‘Fiorene is the eastern inland of the continent. Bertolt Schultz, the main pillar of this Holy United Nation, is the parishioner of the southeastern part of the country. It’s not far, but it’s also vague to affect… .’

There was no way that the leader of Lazri would have reported a lie.

Lorenzo and Bertolt.

Meanwhile, someone is there.

‘… Who is it? No, more than that, why did things get so big?’

But that didn’t mean I wouldn’t go to the dueling tournament.

No matter what happened, he hoped that he would safely bring only the talent he was looking for.

If you can contribute to the stability of the empire, that’s fine too.

*

Kylie nervously glared at the person who came to visit her.

A notice was placed in front of it.

[SS-class warrior Lorenzo di Fiorene boat duel competition]

Since she couldn’t read, the guest who came read it to her.

After hearing all of this, Kylie was dumbfounded.

“What are you saying to me? Are you asking me to join in and kill everyone?”

“Oh, no… ! It’s not like that! that is… .”

The man was trembling and unable to speak.

When the frustrated Kylie shot it, she finally opened her mouth.

“He said he wanted to serve as an examiner or even as an honored guest… .”

“… Is it Lorenzo? this me?”

Kylie frowned even more.

She and Lorenzo were not close friends even in nice words.

“Yes, yes… . I, to be precise… . That, I, yes… . I’d like to invite Kylie… Ah, Sir Lorenzo would like it, but… .”

“… you me?”

Who are you?

That’s what it meant.

The man broke out in a cold sweat and replied.

“Okay, Gustav… . My name is Gustav von Brehem. Why did I, at the last banquet, that… .”

Embarrassed to say it, Gustav tried to make a circle with his thumb and forefinger.

Not knowing that it was even more vulgar and embarrassing.

Kylie frowned, but understood what it meant.

It meant that he was one of the people who gave money at the last blissful banquet in Badenberg.

“Uh, uh hmm… .”

The embarrassed Gustav laughed while hiding his pride, as if he thought he had moved Kylie’s heart.

After tapping the table with her fingers a few times, Kylie opened her mouth after a brief thought.