Only the Party Members Returned, Not the Hero - Only the Party Members Returned, Not the Hero chapter 27

27. Uninvited guest at the temporary accommodation (1)

27.

In Lantera’s temple, in front of her guest’s room was a neat corridor leading to the garden.

Between the pillars supporting the vaulted ceiling at regular intervals, there were wide, soft chairs that could seat three people side by side.

As I sat in the chair, I could see the beautiful night view of Lake Erantera at a glance.

The sight of the stars floating in the sky, reflecting on the surface of the lake and floating on the bottom was truly awe-inspiring.

I didn’t like it very much because the name itself was the lake of Erantera.

Does EL even know that?

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The unfinished swordsmanship that EL misunderstood that I hid my power.

That she was swordsmanship against a goddess, not a demon.

Although it was embarrassing to even call it “Technology,” The sword had one purpose.

Struggle to cut what cannot be cut.

Did EL say that to me after knowing the blasphemous reality that a goddess was placed at the end of that sword?

Since the other person was a regressor, I had a lot of worries and my hair was on the verge of falling out.

He puts one hand up and strokes my fluffy hair.

My thick, stable hair.

I won’t be the first bald warrior in history.

The cushions are also soft, so it’s good to sit on for a long time, so I blankly gazed at the night sky.

The hand stabbed by the sword is already completely healed on the surface.

A golden cloth with a hint of religion was wrapped around the hand like a bandage.

Although I didn’t want to look like the goddess was showing off her own power.

It’s a holy war, so there’s nothing you can do about it.

“Ellen.”

Beat and beat.

I can hear EL’s footsteps.

“Are you here, saintess?”

I answered without taking my eyes off the lake.

The water was so clear and transparent that even if she didn’t have to look to her side, she could see EL and how far she had walked.

“… ….”

Hesitate.

EL, probably thinking that I was deliberately ignoring her, stopped her steps as she approached her.

Shortly thereafter, EL sat next to me at a distance from me.

About two spans.

“Ellen, I’m sorry about earlier.”

“What is it?”

“That, suddenly, I tried to hug….”

“I forgot everything, so you don’t have to apologize.”

My eyes were still fixed on the lake, and EL glanced at my expression.

He diligently wiggled his index finger as if he wasn’t comfortable with my words that he was fine.

“I, perhaps, Ellen.”

EL’s soft voice calmly spreads in the hallway where there are only two of them.

EL bit her lip.

ELEN She came out of the Pope’s chamber She came back She walked all the way here She kept thinking about whether or not to ask Ellen one question.

Even if I wanted to ask her openly, I would push her head in abruptly.

She was about whether or not she wanted to change the members of the expedition.

Right after her sparring, when Ellen tried to hold Ellen in her arms, she looked very sorry for Ellen’s scars that were revealed on his face.

No matter how much she does for her Ellen, she must live with her pain in her lungs like her breath, just for the fact that Ellen is with her.

This, along with the worry that letting go is not the right thing to do.

So it was hard to get the words out.

If Ellen approves, by any chance.

In case Ellen denies it.

She wondered how she would have to forcefully hold him, or how she would keep him from getting hurt.

I couldn’t see any sharp numbers.

If so, by regressing further.

If only she could have gone back to the first time she met Ellen, approached him casually, and righted all the wrongs.

Then I wonder if I felt relieved then.

I must have felt cheated.

In fact, I’ve said so many mean things to Ellen, that Ellen doesn’t know all her life.

After doing that, I wonder if I can confidently think to myself that I really did it for Ellen.

And that wasn’t it either.

In any case, the scars she gave to Ellen in the past were the burden she had to carry.

“Ellen.”

“What is it?”

So, EL.

Does Ellen want to go out with someone other than me?

, She decided not to say.

You looked cowardly, so asking like that.

It felt like an irresponsible act of making the mistake yourself and leaving the choice to Ellen.

It makes me worry again.

It reminds me of the painful past.

I didn’t want to.

Instead of answering, ELN quietly watched Ellen’s profile.

A young man with the face of a man who is no longer a boy, quite different from 14-year-old Ellen.

She loved Ellen, who was staring blankly at her sky with deeply sunken eyes.

I wanted to ask only when I felt like it.

Being impatient, anxious, sorry, anxious.

But if you bring out your own emotions like that and demand an answer from him like a fool.

What is the difference between admitting that you haven’t progressed an inch from the way you behaved and hurt Ellen in the past?

“Ellen is like a grown-up.”

So the words were brought out.

Rather than trying to put her mind at ease, Ellen could hear and pass it off comfortably.

Words that do not need to contain any meaning.

Hearing her words, Ellen tilted her head and met EL’s eyes.

Ellen looked at EL from a distance, and she smiled a little.

“After listening to it a lot, what are you talking about, an adult looks like an adult. I’m bored?”

In that brief moment, I felt that Ellen’s eyes became much lighter.

EL thought that was enough for her.

“Will you play with me if you’re bored?”

“Why am I hanging out with you?”

“Then who am I playing with?”

“Oh, that, what was it? Well, you can catch the priests wearing the coveralls and play with them.”

“It’s not a reverse, it’s a veil. And priests are busy.”

“Even the warrior is busy.”

“If you are busy, can you give me a blessing so that I can not be busy?”

“Does it make sense to not be busy just because you get that?”

“I’ll give you the saintess’s calendar. If you manage your schedule with this….”

“Tear the calendar.”

Like that, a pointless conversation at a distance of two spans.

That was enough.

***

The time when El and Ellen were looking at the lake of Erantera.

The attendants of Ergenuke Castle were preparing a carriage.

Vice-captain Petoe Jacques took out his necklace watch and looked at the moving second hand.

Five seconds until the promised departure time.

Exactly five seconds later, the door of Ergenuke Castle opened, and Elise came out wearing her greaves and walked down.

“Are you ready, vice-captain?”

“Yes. It was an unfamiliar movement, so the soldiers were a little confused.”

“It could be.”

The knights are looking at themselves while carrying much lighter equipment.

It was new to see knights wearing equipment for simple movement rather than military campaign after a long time.

Elise asked the vice-captain as she walked toward the carriage.

“Peto, what kind of person is Ellen to you?”

“Are you talking about the warrior?”

“Yes. She must have seen more than me.”

“Um.”

Peto made a small moan and touched his chin.

Peto comes from a petty local aristocrat. Fortunately, he caught the eye of Elyse with his excellent skills, and was given the surname Ezac, a lower family of the Ergenuke family.

Elise and Peto had a strong relationship of trust, so if Elise was busy and couldn’t go to see Tania’s sparring, she would send Peto instead.

Peto, who went to see Tania, naturally had no choice but to run into Ellen often.

Because they were the top and the second.

“Ellen is someone who uses unusual swordsmanship. Her swordsmanship as a commoner does not have the original basis, but unlike that, Ellen clearly uses a framed swordsmanship.”

“If there is a frame?”

“You either learned it from someone, or you have your own obsession.”

Compulsion.

Elise’s fine eyebrows narrowed.

Compulsions in swordsmanship could be classified into two categories.

Either he was a kid who didn’t even know how to take emotions out of his swordsmanship, or he deliberately trained only one swordsmanship to the limit.

Neither was common.

Besides, in the case of Ellen, no matter how she disparaged her, she was the head of the school of warriors, so she couldn’t be a kid.

“What is the probability that you learned it from someone?”

“Very low. As you know, she was stigmatized by the apostate family from a young age, and I heard that it was difficult for her to eat properly, let alone learn. Considering the age at which I entered the hero school, it is next to impossible to learn swordsmanship during that time.”

“I think so too.”

Elise is troubled.

The Expedition of Heroes, which has not shown any official moves so far, is finally about to move.

It meant that the time was approaching when we had to make a decision that had been withheld until now: whether to support the hero or ignore it.

Not just the Ergenuke family, but the royal family, the hemp tower, the temple, and all other influential families.

You will receive letters that force you to make a choice.

Elise was the older sister of Tania, the vanguard knight of the expedition.

Information about Ellen was obscure, disregarding her blood relationship. It was safe to say that she had absolutely no information about her skills.

Ellen did not participate in any sparring or subjugation of monsters, and in the final sparring with Tania, which was still in Elise’s memory, she won so overwhelmingly that she could not grasp her skill.

After that, Tania only spoke bad things about Ellen, so she was sorry, but her objective information had no value.

“How would you like to do it?”

“I don’t think I need to think about it for a long time. Please prepare my sword, Peto.”

In that case, the only way to do it is to test swords against each other.

“My father would have done that.”

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In particular, the pressure was considerable as his father, Dante Ergenuke, who had given him advice until now, was in a hospital bed.

Perhaps, as Ergenuke’s family head, it was her first complete decision.

She tries to leave it to the primitive sword conversation.