I Quit the Hero’s Party Chapter 366

Someday, when that day comes, let’s have a drink.

With those last words, Kyle closed his eyes.

The guy with his eyes closed looked very relaxed. After glancing at the guy who was fast asleep, I flopped down in my seat.

“Ugh, I’m dying.”

My whole body was sore.

It was difficult to even breathe, let alone stand on two feet. This damn guy must have stabbed himself quite a bit. It was difficult to find a clean place.

“How did you really win?”

While muttering that, I chuckled.

When I leaned against the wall and looked up, the sun was shining. The fact that the sun was shining meant that this place was no longer a magical place.

···It looks like they were definitely driven out.

I saw the moment the shadow was driven from Kyle’s heart. The sight of water like waves flooding in all directions. The overflowing water soared toward the sky without being able to swallow Kyle’s body again.

‘A black curtain covering the sky.’

The shadow disappeared somewhere along with the endless curtain. I couldn’t tell exactly where it was headed, but I had an idea.

Temple of Shade.

A place deeper than here.

A huge temple located in the very center of the Demon World. In the past, the first group of warriors, led by Ganicalt, must have returned to the place where they faced the Demon King.

‘and···.’

There will also be a sword of death there.

Because the one guarding the temple was none other than Ganicalt, the sword of death. Thinking of that monster, I let out a long sigh.

Gletus, the apostate.

The sword of death, Ganicalt.

Archmage, the first madman.

False god, shade.

To put it broadly, these four were my remaining enemies. A small image of a skull was floating around in the back of my mind, but it didn’t seem like it would be a problem.

In the end, there are four left.

Considering the number, it may feel like nothing has changed since the beginning, but what was important was their condition. Because a lot has happened in the past few years.

Galahal, the most heroic warrior.

The strongest warrior, Kyle Torben.

Because of these two people, all disasters were flawed. The apostate lost all the magic he had gathered and suffered irreparable wounds. The sword of death has its weaknesses revealed. The shadow went beyond godhood and even lost its immortality.

‘In a disaster that cannot be dealt with…’

This means that they have now been downgraded to beings that can be killed. They are no longer perfect. It became a being that could bleed, get hurt, and kill… and the meaning of that fact was great.

A struggle spanning hundreds of years.

Because it meant that the day when humanity’s long, long struggle would come to an end was approaching. And, I had a hunch that if there was anyone who would reach the end point, it would probably be me.

‘The strongest warrior.’

The tinnitus that Kyle had.

And now, this name must be mine.

Thinking about it, I closed my eyes. I slowly caught my breath and opened my eyes again.

Yeah, you shouldn’t stop in a place like this.

“Keuuuuuuu!”

I bounced my back and stood up.

I stood with both feet on the ground, but that only lasted for a moment. With a crunching sound, his ankle was bent at a strange angle. I fell face first to the floor and sighed with my cheek pressed against the floor.

“It’s cool and nice…”

I turned around in my arms, feeling the moderately cool temperature of the floor on my face. First of all, I had to announce the success of the operation, so I planned to fire a signal flare.

“······.”

I glanced at the flare I had taken out of my pocket.

To be exact, it was a signal.

The finely crumbled signal flare seemed somewhat difficult to fulfill its function. I sighed and patted my palms. Well, it’s even weirder if you’re safe in that mess.

What should I do now?

I had to take that sleeping guy back home, but I just couldn’t find the strength in my body. I was suffering from mana exhaustion as my mana was completely drained by the last spell I used in advance.

···It’s a bit dangerous.

Not only was my body feeling weak, but my fingertips were getting cold. My senses faded. It was around this time that I felt a sense of crisis due to my worsening physical condition.

-This way, this way!

A faint voice came from overhead.

I couldn’t stand up, so I turned around and lay down looking at the ceiling. To me in the basement it is the ceiling, but in the church it is the floor.

“This way!”

“I’m on my way now, so don’t rush me. Me too, gasp, starlight, gasp… all the way to the floor…”

Someone was beckoning to a place that was completely destroyed and there was no place left to stand. Her frivolous blonde hair glistened in the shining sunlight. I knew that cheap-looking blonde owner well.

“···Evil?”

“···!”

As an elf with sensitive hearing, Remia seemed to have heard me mumbling and turned her head to look at me. She then opened her eyes wide and screamed.

“Are you alive?!”

So can the corpse talk?

While I was about to shoot back, I smiled bitterly and answered Remia’s question.

“I’m barely alive.”

So please help me quickly.

I really feel like I’m dying.

As I added that, Remia wiped her face and muttered, “I’m glad.” Remia came down to the basement with Destel who arrived later.

“What is all this…”

Destel glanced at the traces of the battle and laughed as if he was helpless. And Remia…

“······.”

I bowed my head in front of Kyle, who was sleeping. After being silent for a long time, Remia turned her head and looked at me.

“thank you.”

“OK. “Pay back dearly later.”

“Yes, definitely…”

“Don’t take something that’s said as a joke seriously.”

I can’t even joke.

I muttered that and let out a long breath. Then, Destel, who had been wandering around observing the sword marks engraved here and there, was called over.

“Hey, Destel.”

“uh. “Did you call me?”

“Please give me a piggyback ride. I just can’t get up. As you can see, my ankle is very sore…”

“Okay, well…”

Destel started walking towards me, then flinched and stopped. Destel stopped a few steps away from me and suddenly shook his head.

“No, now that I think about it, that’s a bit much.”

“···what? Can’t you even help me? Are you still upset about that time when I grabbed you by the collar and slapped you? Even in this situation?”

Look after this guy.

“Hey, you deserved to get hit back then…”

“It’s not like that, it’s not your clothes. done.”

With a sigh, Destel turned towards Kyle. Destel winked at Remia as she lifted up her limp Kyle.

“Shrine. You take care of the gray wizard. “I’ll take care of Kyle.”

Remia nodded and approached me. At that moment, my complexion turned pale. There was a reason why I called Destel over Remia.

“Hey, wait a minute, Remia.”

“Stay still.”

“no. for a moment···.”

This idiot doesn’t have the slightest consideration for his patients. It means that there is no more than Sarah. When I was helped by Remia the other day, I thought, ‘Is this ogre trying to kill me?’ I once had this thought.

And that thought…

“Tsk cha.”

“Quaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah hey! eight! “Don’t grab my arm!”

“Stay still!”

“Paaaaaaal! “Kyaaaaaaa!”

“Stop yelling in my ear. “My ears are ringing!”

“eight! eight! Paaaaaaal!”

Even after many years, nothing has changed.

I screamed and eventually lost consciousness, unable to overcome the pain. Just before I lost consciousness, I muttered in a hushed voice.

“The culprit is… a devil…”

“Can you please keep your mouth shut?”

If it were you, would you shut up?

2.

After receiving treatment for three days and nights, Raniel finally woke up. When she came to her senses, most of the situation had already been resolved.

All the concentrated demonic beasts were scattered.

From the moment Raniel drove out the shadow, the demonic beasts began to weaken rapidly, and the demonic beasts that lost their goal scattered here and there. As a result, the unique front was disbanded and everyone returned to their original positions.

A special front preparing for a comeback.

Raniel went to Destel’s barracks to get an explanation. He summarized the situation.

“I have a good conversation with the knight commander.”

I got the story right.

“I don’t know exactly what happened between you and Kyle… but for now, we covered up the fact that Kyle was a disaster.”

Then how did you explain it?

Numerous knights saw Kyle return with Raniel. Raniel asked how he would explain it to them, and Destel responded as follows.

“A large-scale outbreak of demonic beasts. The huge sword energy rising into the sky that I saw with the knights at that time. I combined it with that and roughly adjusted the words. “The cause of the large-scale outbreak of demonic beasts was in the old ruins of the Selef Kingdom… and the hero, Kyle Torben, attempted to carry out the operation alone.”

As a result, the enemy was defeated, but communication with Kyle was cut off. And, he launched a strategy to rescue Kyle…

“It is you, known as the descendant of the Gray Wizard, who rescued Kyle.”

“The script was well written.”

“I don’t know to what extent it is true. So, what on earth did that bastard Kyle fight with to become such a disaster? “How could a hero become a disaster in the first place?”

Raniel answered with a smile.

“Devil.”

“···what?’

“I said I fought the devil. And the Demon King’s immortality was removed. “Aren’t you crazy?”

···You, who fought and fought with such a crazy person and came back victorious, seem like a crazy enough person.

After that, many stories were exchanged.

As the story came to an end, Raniel walked outside the barracks. Because there were a lot of people left to talk to from now on. He will also have to talk to the Knight Commander…

“Hey, Raniel.”

It was the moment when I was about to take that step.

Raniel turned around at Destel’s call.

“Well… it seems like there are a lot of things I can’t explain, so I’ll put that aside. Is it okay if I ask you one question?”

“What?”

“What are you going to do next?”

It is a sentence with multiple meanings.

Although he is alive, Kyle is unconscious. Kyle, who was in a deep sleep, would not be able to stand on the battlefield. In other words, humanity lost its strongest sword.

Another hero is missing.

Apocalypticists will once again sing of the apocalypse, and countless people will tremble in fear. The symbol disappeared, and Destel, who could not become a symbol, asked Raniel:

Are you going to fill that empty space?

Raniel smiled bitterly at that question.

That was the story I needed to share with the knight commander who came all the way here. The story will be long, but in the end there was only one answer.

“I should become a hero.”

Raniel added.

“A warrior who symbolizes victory.”

* * *

I had a long talk with the knight commander.

I trembled as I remembered Uncle Heinkel talking until my ears pierced.

That guy noticed it all the time.

It seemed like he realized that I was Raniel.

He didn’t say anything, but he always called me ‘Raniel’ instead of Rania. Since he is a man who does not make mistakes when speaking, he must have pretended to make a mistake and gave the impression that he ‘knew everything’.

“Anyway, he seems like a sly guy.”

Still, it must have been considerate.

Uncle Heinkel said to freely decide when to announce it to the public. He said he would also announce news related to Kyle at that time.

I had no intention of stretching it out for a long time.

As soon as my conquest as a warrior was completed, I planned to make it public and begin my work as a warrior. However, it seemed like it would take a lot longer to make the livery than I thought.

“So, this?”

“yes.”

“Did you ask me to make it resemble this design? No, let alone the design, how can we reproduce the functions contained here?”

“Please do me a favor.”

“No, that. Anything else.”

“Please take care of me.”

「······.」

When I was asked to submit a design if I had one in mind, I submitted the ‘First Gray Magic Tower Lord’s Robe’ without any hesitation, and the response I got back was that it would take a lot of time.

Still, I cannot compromise on this.

Because I also had a desire for conquest.

Since ancient times, a wizard must have nice robes to be in good shape. Since he was a warrior, I also thought about taking care of some cool things.

“human.”

It was around this time that I was walking between the barracks in anticipation of the conquest being completed. A familiar voice was heard. I turned my head and sighed. Because there was only one racist who called me ‘human’.

Of course, I didn’t say it as sharply as in the past.

It seemed like my title had become human to her. As if responding to that title, I also smiled and answered.

“What? “You little bastard.”

Shrine, Remia.

Remia, leaning against the carriage, looked at me and smiled. She patted the carriage and said,

“I just wanted to say hello before I go back.”

fantasy,