I Was Kicked Out of the Hero Party and the Elves I Raised Are Obsessed With Me - I Was Kicked Out of the Hero Party and the Elves I Raised Are Obsessed With Me chapter 104

104 . Hero (3)

I went straight up to Rihanna and grabbed her by the shoulder and asked in a puzzled voice.

“What did the village and Ella do?”

The majority of the villagers were elderly. If anyone here knew about the village, there was no way they would leave it alone. If they were attacked without any ability to protect the village, it would have been annihilated. Everything including the elders and Ella who took care of me and the children until now.

I couldn’t take good care of Rihanna’s behavior when she abandoned them and came here. Her hand, which naturally grasped her shoulder, tightened, and Rihanna frowned and said in a trembling voice.

“That, don’t worry about that.”

What kind of nonsense is that that you don’t have to worry? Are the crooked old men in the village fighting back with farm implements? Or do you think that women who have just grown up can fight against well-trained soldiers? Rihanna said in a more confident voice than before, as if she was telling me not to worry.

“I entrusted it to someone I can trust.”

“Who can you trust?”

There was no way there was anyone I could trust. The only things I could count on were my kids, Ella, and Rihanna, to the best of my ability. Am I supposed to trust someone Rihanna can trust? Rihanna looked me straight in the eye and said.

“It’s okay. Trust me.”

I loosened her grip on Rihanna’s shoulders and let her sigh. Having said that, I had no choice but to believe it. Of course, if this belief leads to the worst, Rihanna will be held accountable.

At that time, Gilbert, who had been quietly listening to our conversation, stepped forward for the first time.

“Is the conversation over?”

Short words, but the energy contained in them was by no means light.

Gilbert felt an overwhelming sensation that he thought he would never feel again except for children who were sincere.

Is this the true power of a hero representing an era? But I couldn’t show weakness. He couldn’t bark hard like a wounded, powerless beast.

I tried hard to suppress the emotions I was feeling, then answered Gilbert straight.

“Okay, shall we talk to each other now?”

Instead of answering, Gilbert reached for the sword at his waist.

“Conversation… Doesn’t that seem like a necessary situation?”

As Gilbert was about to pull out his sword, his gaze turned to Stella, who was next to me. Perhaps sensing something in Stella’s silent staring at him, Gilbert removed his hand from the sword and spoke briefly in a thick voice.

“I hope the conversation will be short. It’s because I don’t have a horse around.”

“It will be over soon. If you guys know how to think normally.”

“I don’t want to hear that from you enemies of mankind.”

An enemy of mankind… After they were resurrected, they also seemed to have heard from us. Obviously, they would have exaggerated their words only in their favor, excluding everything they did to us. Because of what they had done so far, I could see how they would seduce people and turn us into enemies. I spit on the floor. After spitting it out, we started talking.

“What information do you know now?”

“That you guys are evil.”

My eyebrows twitch against my will. It didn’t feel as good as I thought to hear people say that we are actually evil, even though we said we would become evil ourselves and actually continued to do so. If you define us as evil, you just have to act accordingly.

And that was what the rest of the guys were thinking at the same time, except for Gilbert.

She heard a tearing scream beside her and turned her head to find Rihanna holding Lars’ knife with her terrified expression on her face.

“Go, why are you doing this all of a sudden!?”

There was no way Rihanna would have the ability to fight. Before she loses her comrades right in front of her eyes, she must save them right now, when that thought comes to the fore… She realized something was wrong. Neither Stella nor Noah paid even a glance, as if it was only natural for Rihanna to take Lars’s knife. Rather, she seemed to be holding on to her anticipation that she couldn’t do that much.

Ra’s sword was hard to follow even with my own eyes. Rihanna kicked her back, screamed at her, but didn’t let her strike once. Her Rihanna moves were by no means fast. She just had her hand there, as if she knew in advance the trajectory of her sword. Realizing the true nature of the doubt, Lars stopped his sword and muttered in a low tone of disbelief.

“You… You have future poetry.”

It’s dangerous at this rate. If it is simply the ability to see, isn’t there no means to counter it? The opponent was the beginning of the assassins who had gone through all the battles. Rihanna, who has no match for flax, will quickly find a gap and turn her into a corpse in an instant. Rihanna’s hands trembled just as she finished her thoughts, and she allowed herself to be cut little by little. Her blood dripping down from her was unbearable. I even heard the illusion that the trajectory of the sword that Lars wielded moved freely like a snake. Even if she saw the future like that, she couldn’t fully cope.

Perhaps thinking that he had a chance to win, Lars slowly began to open his mouth.

“But do you think there will be no guys like you out of all the guys I’ve ever dealt with? We also live by living human lives, but you guys have gone beyond the limit.”

He was talkative enough to be hard to think of as an assassin, but Carl, who repeatedly aimed at Rihanna’s vitals, proved his skills sufficiently. Rihanna, desperate to block her attack, looked like she was about to burst into tears. Due to his small frame, he was often pushed back whenever he received a knife. There was no way they could launch a proper attack with that much of a difference.

As I tried to move her steps to help her, before I knew it, her Gilbert’s sword was right in front of my eyes.

“If we want to go rescue our comrades, shouldn’t we finish our business first?”

Before I could say anything, Stella burst out laughing.

“Save a colleague? Do you think my dog is that weak? Why are humans so sure of their victory before the results are right?”

“After Dad, who do you think spent the longest time with us and was able to handle that energy?”

“The ability to see the future is additive… Its true value is something that only humans can handle.”

Shortly after Noah’s words were finished, an eardrum-piercing scream rang out along with the sound of a knife falling to the floor.

“Ugh… eww… aaaaagh!”

The owner of the pain wasn’t Rihanna. Rihanna looked bewildered as she looked back and forth between herself and her Lars. She made a beggar who had known no fighting his whole life to let out painful screams from the mouth of an assassin who always lived with her death by his side. Lars looked in disbelief at her own arm, which had fallen to her floor.

I had no choice but to keep my mouth shut at the incomprehensible sight. That Rihanna won her victory over an era-defining hero? Are you saying this is not a dream but reality?

Rihanna asked in a dumb voice, looking in the direction of me and her children, clutching her dagger with both of her hands.

“My, did I win? Uh? But how….”

How? Does she even know how she won? As if to clear my doubts, Elia immediately added an explanation.

“You can choose the future you want out of countless possibilities in the future.”

It was a brutal ability that left no words to come out. Being able to choose the future you want, isn’t that something that can be called the realm of the gods? As Rihanna was confident of her victory, Lars gripped her knife again as if it were not over.

“Not yet, not yet… If you die like this… She has no face to see her colleagues!”

“… Why does the body keep talking? Noisily….”

These were the words that Noah had brought out before Lars had finished his sentence, wiping the dagger that was stained with her blood.

“What… ?”

As Noah tapped Lars’ back with the handle, a red line began to be drawn little by little, starting from his face, all over his body, and soon it was scattered to the point where it was unrecognizable and spilled onto the floor. Rather than a single hero named Lars, what remained in that place would be more accurate to call it a pool of blood mangled in flesh. Gilbert opened his eyes wide in slight surprise, and looked at us with a wary gaze. Even in this situation, what is the reason that he does not swing his sword once?

Leaving Gilbert’s silence behind, I checked Rihanna’s condition. She’s a fraudulent ability, but her stamina seemed to be draining heavily. Rihanna raised her thumb at her me, even with her blue complexion. The thinning of her breathing was telling her that she needed rest right away. I said, tossing her sweaty Rihanna’s hair to the side of her.

“Okay, well done. I’m taking a little break. It will be over soon.”

“Yes… After work, can we all eat together?”

I nodded her head and Rihanna lost her mind with her faint smile as well. She’s not dead, but probably won’t be up for a while. Four are left. The situation of Cassandra and Luna was unknown, and Lilia and Gilbert did not show any movement. Then there is only one thing left.

However, even if one side won a victory, there was no law that the other side would also win.

“… Sorry.”

She must have had the upper hand in the psychological warfare, but Alex’s arrows pierced her limbs, and she received a barrage of arrows vertically starting from her forehead to her abdomen. After the children resurrected her, she became immortal, but she would not be able to move. Alex still couldn’t contain his anger, and continued to draw the bowstring at Helga. She doesn’t have particularly good feelings for Helga, but seeing her body changing like her hedgehog doesn’t make her feel good.

Alex, who was constantly struggling, consumed all of his remaining arrows, picked up Lars’s knife that fell next to him, and swung it horizontally at Helga. Alex caught his breath, pointed a knife at us and said in a trembling voice.

“You are next. Gilbert! Don’t stay still, move!”

Gilbert, who was crossing his arms, shook his head and answered Alex.

“… Their fight isn’t over yet.”

“What kind of bullsh*t is that?”

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For a moment, Alex couldn’t resist the terrifying sensation that ran through his body. The feeling as if he was thrusting his head into the tiger’s mouth. Alex swallowed his saliva and instinctively refused to look behind him.

There was no way that would happen. He was certain he was going to die. What is this unpleasant sensation that I feel nonetheless? Alex swung his sword wide as if desperate and looked back at him.

When he opened his tightly closed eyes, there was nothing there, contrary to Alex’s worries.

“What, what… no worries….”

It was only then that Alex realized the ideal. Yeah, he didn’t even exist where he was supposed to be.