Not All Heroes From Earth Are Bad [EN]: Chapter 109

There is No Good Warrior in the World – Episode 109 (109/273)

Orban IV.

The Emperor of the Holy Empire of Gatrein and the Pope of the Deusis Order.

Although his body was old, Orban possessed more power than any other human.

Some say that the Pope, who once served God, has become God himself.

This was not right.

It was a sincere piece of advice based on my own beliefs.

It was a secret that he had the opportunity to meet the real God in heaven for his service.

“Hmm…”

The man who was like God, Orban, exhaled a long breath.

He is unfamiliar with failure and defeat.

Because it was a world where everything was achieved with a single word.

But the last year has been different.

Today, Orban seriously pondered as he looked at Cardinal Elrond, who reported, ‘Failed’.

Is it time for this man to go to God’s bosom?

Cardinal Elrond is definitely an outstanding man.

He is not only quick-witted but also always comes up with excellent plans with his extraordinary mind.

He also has the drive to quickly put plans into action.

The problem is that he hasn’t heard the word success from his mouth lately.

A failure or two could be attributed to bad luck, but repeated failures were incompetence.

“So, this time too, that Choi Hyun-seok guy was the problem?”

“Yes…”

“Oseld Gefen, Byron Hane, Worthston Gesred. In the last year alone, three heroes of the empire have died.”

Heroes.

Those who have surpassed the limits of humans and possess military power no different from a one-man army.

Usually, there were only two or three precious beings in a country.

If another country had suffered this much damage, it would not be strange for the foundation of the country to be shaken.

And Cardinal Elrond, who directed all these operations, would have been held responsible and his family would have been exterminated.

The death of a hero was that big of an issue.

“Half of the knights who went on the mission are dead or seriously injured, and the Red Nightmare was missed, right?”

“…”

“Moreover, the battle in the Miradun Plains resulted in more than 20,000 casualties… At this point, you have destroyed a considerable country. Haha. You are really amazing.”

Cardinal Elrond couldn’t bring himself to look up.

He knew how big of a deal this situation was.

‘Damn it…’

Cardinal Elrond’s fist clenched tightly.

To be honest, it’s frustrating.

His plans have never been wrong.

It’s just that there were too many unexpected variables.

Take this operation, for example.

Who would have imagined that the Gourmet Hemis would appear on the battlefield after a hiatus of over 100 years?

That Raidrun, the Red Nightmare, was twice as powerful as known?

In the first place, if the Pope hadn’t ordered the death of the 8th Division Commander Grat, Elrond would have continued to use him.

If that had happened, the situation would not have deteriorated to this point.

‘Hoo, yes. It’s already in the past. It’s just an unnecessary assumption.’

Elrond shook off his thoughts with a sigh.

Regretting the past doesn’t change anything.

Elrond himself was the person in charge of everything.

All that remains is the result of failure.

These two things will not change no matter what you do.

“Lord Elrond.”

At the Pope’s call, Elrond raised his head.

“First, move the front line back. Fighting on the battlefield where the Gourmet is will only increase sacrifices.”

At the Pope’s order, Elrond’s eyes widened.

‘Is he really going to spare me…?’

He was prepared to die this time.

Is he giving me another chance?

The Pope is not as benevolent as he looks.

Elrond’s eyes trembled wildly.

“Do you understand what I’m saying?”

“Yes, yes!”

“And let’s contact the Demon King after a long time. We need to know why the Gourmet came to the battlefield breaking the treaty.”

“I will prepare immediately!”

“Then go.”

“Yes!”

Elrond bowed his head and stepped back.

‘What a lucky day!’

The Pope didn’t get angry or hold him accountable.

That means he values him that much.

Cardinal Elrond hurried out of the room to live up to that expectation.

“…”

Watching Elrond’s receding figure, the Pope flicked his hand.

Then a masked man appeared from behind.

“He is a man who knows a lot. Accurately grasp the work that Cardinal Elrond is in charge of and complete the handover.”

“I understand.”

“I’ll give you three days. When the work is finished, confiscate Lord Elrond’s property and execute all those belonging to his family.”

“Yes.”

“There must be no noise. Do you understand what I mean?”

“Of course.”

It’s a cool answer.

Pope Orban IV smiled as if satisfied.

“I trust you.”

The man standing behind the Pope disappeared as suddenly as he had appeared.

***

A chilling laughter echoes.

“Kee-hee! Kee-hee-hee!”

“Kuh-huh-huh!”

“Kee-hee-hee!”

“Kha-ha-ha!”

It was the laughter of the hero and the exclusive fairy.

“Hero, Hero! Look at this crocodile head! Is he completely out of it?”

“I know! This guy was just big, but he was a complete coward!”

At their feet lay the 8th Division Commander Grat.

On the surface, it looks like the hero of justice has executed a cadre of the Demon King’s army, but the reality is a little different.

Grat, who had been tormented by Hemis for three days, had simply collapsed on his own.

All our hero Choi Hyun-seok did was use his tongue to create the situation and watch.

“How much will my level go up if I catch this guy?”

“Hmm~ Wouldn’t it go up by at least 20 levels?”

“That much!?”

Choi Hyun-seok was surprised by the word 20 levels.

Currently, Choi Hyun-seok’s level is 639.

It wasn’t a low level enough to go up by dozens just by killing one demon.

“Last time, when I caught those heroes or something, it seemed like I went up about 15 per person.”

Just a few days ago.

Choi Hyun-seok killed two heroes of the Holy Empire of Gatrein.

He went up about 24 levels, but he would go up more than 20 levels just by catching Grat.

It was hard to understand.

Then Rachel shook her index finger and clicked her tongue.

“Tsk tsk! Hero. Look at this crocodile head’s combat power. It’s unmeasurable, right?”

“That’s right.”

The combat power measuring device that Choi Hyun-seok has can display up to 200,000.

Grat’s combat power is unmeasurable.

In other words, it means it’s over 200,000.

“That means he’s much stronger than those heroes!”

“Is that so?”

“Not only that! This time, you’re not just hitting the last blow, are you? You’re hunting a whole guy, so you’ll get a lot more experience.”

At Rachel’s words, Choi Hyun-seok frowned.

“What are you talking about? He’s going to die soon even if I don’t hit him.”

“Hey~ He looks fine on the outside. This crocodile head is mentally exhausted, but his body is healthy?”

“Oh… So, the experience I get from catching this crocodile will be entirely mine?”

“Wouldn’t it be?”

It made sense.

Instead of just taking the last hit experience like before, he takes all the experience generated by hunting one.

Then the level might go up more than expected.

“It’s impossible to get 100%, but even if you get about 70%, it’ll be amazing, right?”

“Okay! Then shall we start eating?”

“Let’s start right away! Kee-hee!”

Choi Hyun-seok and Rachel smiled grotesquely.

Pshook! Pow! Whack!

With a sound that sends chills down your spine, blood splatters on the faces of the hero and the exclusive fairy.

“Hmm, it’s tougher than I thought. Why won’t he die?”

“Hero. Do it right. Stab here like this! Stab!”

“Should I twist his neck off?”

“That would be good!”

A scene that you can’t bear to look at unfolds.

“Die! Die! Die!”

“Experience! Experience! Experience!”

‘This is a scene of realizing justice by executing a cadre of the Demon King’s army!’ – It’s a sight that’s embarrassing to even make excuses for.

But that’s how the world is.

The hero story in children’s picture books is just ‘He defeated the Demon King!’ – but if you look inside, it will be full of desperate struggles and hot blood.

In that sense, this hero’s realization of justice may be called a ‘cruel fairy tale for adults’.

“Whew! It’s over.”

After a while, Choi Hyun-seok, who had finished the work, straightened his bent back.

Raise your hand and lightly wipe your forehead.

There must have been hard labor, so sweat should have been…