Chapter 52: The Hero’s Love
Misha swallowed nervously and asked the Hero carefully, “Go… go to the Demon King’s Castle right now?”
Lance asked him back, “If we don’t go now, what if your curse deepens?”
Misha: “…”
Damn it, how am I supposed to answer that?
Misha couldn’t help but tug at the hem of his clothes, looking quite nervous while thinking hard in his heart—what method could he use to stop Lance’s overly drastic course of action?
But he couldn’t think of one.
He even felt a little tired. He didn’t want to deal with the Hero’s annoying, eccentric personality anymore. He might as well just take off his disguise and reveal his identity. But… what happens after he confesses?
He didn’t know if the Hero would be angry, but he knew very well that once he confessed his identity, he and the Hero would become mortal enemies.
He was supposed to be the Hero’s mortal enemy. As long as the Hero defeated him, his journey in this world would end. That was what he had been longing for. But now… it seemed he was slightly less eager to go back.
After returning to the Divine Realm, he would be separated from everyone in this world and would never have the chance to see them again. He didn’t have an Otherworld Stone; he couldn’t return to this world.
Misha was a little reluctant to leave the people of this world.
He remained silent for too long, until even Lance couldn’t help but frown slightly, wondering if what he said was too excessive.
Arlo seemed to notice Misha’s nervousness. He suddenly interjected, advising seriously, “Going to the Demon King’s Castle rashly would be too dangerous.”
Sure enough, Lance turned to look at him.
Arlo emphasized, “There might be a simpler way.”
Lance asked, “What way?”
Arlo tried hard to steer the conversation in the direction they had just prepared.
From the perspective of Lance and the Bishop, Zebrun obviously didn’t know about this, so he couldn’t tell Lance directly that Zebrun had found a way to lift the curse. He could only hint tactfully to Lance, “For such a big matter, everyone should discuss it properly.”
Lance accepted Arlo’s proposal very calmly. He nodded and said, “Okay, let’s discuss it.”
After saying this, he simply sat down on a chair in the Sanctuary, then propped his chin on his hand and looked at the others, as if seriously waiting for their speeches.
Lance’s reaction was clearly something Arlo hadn’t anticipated.
Arlo was stunned for a moment. Seeing the Bishop eager to try and seemingly about to offer his opinion on the matter, Arlo couldn’t help but ask, “…Shouldn’t we call the others over?”
Lance was also surprised. “Others?”
It seemed only now did he remember that their so-called “Hero’s World-Saving Squad” consisted of more than just the people in front of him.
Lance finally nodded.
“You’re right.” Lance turned to the Bishop and asked, “Could you please help by asking someone to call Knight Samuel over?”
Arlo coughed lightly. “And the others…”
Lance: “Ashby is an Archdemon, so we don’t need him, right?”
Arlo: “Then there’s…”
Lance: “Oh, that guy. I don’t even know his name. We don’t need him either, right?”
Arlo: “But the Prince…”
Lance: “Do you think he cares about anything other than romance?”
Arlo: “…”
Misha: “…”
Misha actually felt the Hero made some sense.
Especially the part regarding the evaluation of the Prince.
But it didn’t matter. Even if Zebrun couldn’t come, they still had other ways.
Arlo was also proficient in magic; he was a Divine Envoy, after all. Naturally, Arlo could be the one to propose the curse-breaking magic.
Arlo decided to speak now.
The Hero was the biggest uncertainty in all events. The longer they dragged this out, the more uncontrollable things would become.
To deal with the Hero, Arlo felt he didn’t even need to say he found the solution in an ancient magic book. He might as well just say he suddenly thought of a way. Hmm, whatever, just say it first.
Arlo: “I suddenly thought—”
Lance ruthlessly interrupted Arlo: “Let’s wait for Samuel to arrive before we discuss.”
Arlo: “…”
Arlo and Misha could only wait patiently.
After a while, Samuel, who didn’t know what was happening, arrived at the Sanctuary.
The monk who brought him didn’t tell him what had happened here. He walked into the Sanctuary in confusion, greeted Lance in confusion, and then turned his confused gaze to Misha.
Samuel was stunned.
“M… Divine Envoy Misha?!” Samuel was shocked. “Why have you turned into this!”
Misha: “…”
Misha once again displayed his exquisite acting skills.
He put on a pitiful look again, just about to tell Samuel the tragic story of being cursed by the Demon King, when suddenly Samuel revealed a strange expression. It was as if he could barely suppress the excitement in his heart, his voice trembling uncontrollably.
Samuel: “So… so cute!”
Misha: “?”
Lance: “…”
“I’ve seen the Dragon Clan,” Samuel praised earnestly. “None of them are as cute as you!”
Misha: “…Eh?”
Samuel stared at Misha nervously for a while longer, as if finally unable to control himself, and asked, “Um… can I touch your horns?”
Misha: “Huh?”
Samuel seemed a bit embarrassed and scratched his head. “I haven’t touched a young dragon’s horns before.”
Misha: “…”
What is going on! Why are these humans all perverts, one after another!
Misha shouted a refusal: “No!”
Lance also responded coldly, “Samuel, we have business to discuss.”
“Oh, right.” Samuel nodded seriously, then sat up straight and said solemnly, “Lord Lance, please speak!”
Arlo took a deep breath, attempting to state his method.
Arlo: “Actually—”
Lance was explaining to Samuel: “Samuel, Misha has been hit by the Demon King’s curse.”
“What? A curse?” Samuel was indeed very angry. “The Demon King is too detestable!”
Arlo: “It’s okay, I have—”
Lance: “I think we should find the Demon King.”
Samuel: “You are right!”
Lance: “Catch him.”
Samuel: “You are right!”
Lance: “And beat him up severely.”
Samuel: “You are right!”
Arlo: “…”
Misha: “…”
Lance called Samuel over just to be his hype man, didn’t he?!
Arlo couldn’t find a chance to interrupt. Samuel was a loyal believer in the Hero, and with Lance deliberately inciting him, he practically wanted to grab his sword and rush into the Demon King’s Castle today to beat up the Demon King and lift Misha’s magic.
Arlo finally couldn’t take it anymore.
“I just finally remembered,” Arlo raised his volume, trying to drown out Lance’s voice. “I read in a book—”
Suddenly, there was a knock on the Sanctuary door.
A member of the clergy hurried in and whispered a few words to the Bishop. The Bishop suddenly revealed a look of great joy and excitedly told everyone, “Lord Lance, the Goddess is about to send down an oracle.”
Lance: “…Hmm?”
Arlo, interrupted once again, heaved a sigh of relief.
After working together for so many years, he believed Gineses would understand his thoughts immediately. She would help them smooth this matter over.
“Lord Lance, can’t you talk to the Goddess directly?” The Bishop seemed finally at ease. “Goddess Gineses will definitely know what to do.”
Lance nodded and said, “Okay then.”
Misha: “…”
Misha felt sorry for Gineses.
She seemed to arrive at bad times every time, and as long as she ran into the Hero, she couldn’t escape the Hero’s curse of suffering.
The Bishop had already led Lance to the room for listening to oracles.
Naturally, Misha could only follow.
They waited only a short while before the ball of light representing Goddess Gineses floated gently in mid-air. Gineses obviously didn’t want to face the Hero at all. She remained silent for a long time, until the Bishop began to suspect something was wrong, before she barely managed to speak in a slightly trembling voice.
Gineses: “…Hero of Salvation.”
Lance: “Yeah, Gi.”
Misha: “…”
Because the Hero can’t remember female names, he’s started omitting all the latter characters, is that it???
Goddess! Gineses! Are you really not angry at all?!
Gineses didn’t seem to have noticed the abnormality in Misha yet, and neither Lance nor the Bishop brought it up. So she tried her best to remain calm and continued with what she wanted to say.
“The Black Dragon Clan is restless.” Gineses lowered her voice, as if trying hard to warn Lance. “They seem to be plotting a conspiracy against the Royal Capital.”
Misha breathed a slight sigh of relief.
Since Gineses said this, it naturally meant—Black Dragon Gil’s strange egg-hatching behavior had finally ended, and he could finally spare the attention to handle the Divine Realm’s commission.
They didn’t need to delay the Hero’s time anymore. Next was the cliché story of the Hero rescuing the Princess from the evil dragon. In the end, all crimes would be attributed to the Demon King pulling the strings behind the scenes. The Hero’s path to saving the world could finally take a big step forward.
But Lance always had questions.
“Aren’t Gods omniscient and omnipotent?” Lance asked. “So what exactly is the Black Dragon plotting?”
Gineses: “…”
This… Gineses obviously found it hard to answer.
She felt she couldn’t reveal the Black Dragon’s arrangement to kidnap the Princess; otherwise, given the Hero’s overly powerful combat strength, they feared this plan wouldn’t even get off the ground.
She could only be vague, thinking of the traditions of past Hero stories and the destined contract set by the God of Love under the God King’s order. She said with difficulty, “This is an unspeakable future.”
Lance raised his eyebrows slightly.
Gineses: “But perhaps… from the fog of fate, Oh Human Hero, I have seen your love.”
Lance: “…”
Misha: “…”
Oh, right.
Misha only remembered now. Teacher Alisa had said that at least ninety percent of human Heroes end up marrying a human Princess and living that happily-ever-after life from fairy tales.
After all, the Hero is to become the king of the world. Him being with the Princess seems only logical.
But Misha couldn’t imagine that kind of story ending.
He clearly remembered Lance’s comments about Deventer. Although he didn’t quite understand them, he could clearly feel that the Hero didn’t like the human royal family. Marry a Princess? Could he possibly do that?
Misha frowned and subconsciously looked at Lance.
But for some reason, Lance was looking at him too.
That gaze, carrying a trace of strange emotion, rested on him. When their eyes met, Lance’s gaze gradually softened and warmed. He even nodded gently at Misha, the corners of his lips slowly curving up to reveal an imperceptible smile.
Misha: “…”
Something seems wrong.
Misha couldn’t help but shake his tail. Several words circled in his brain, connecting to weave a web of strange context.
Black Dragon’s conspiracy, Hero’s love.
Black Dragon… Hero… Love…
Misha: “…”
Misha snapped his head around and looked at Lance again.
He finally understood what that strange feeling in Lance’s eyes was.
In the past, the Hero’s attitude toward Gods wasn’t respectful, and he didn’t seem to believe much of what Gineses said. But this time was different. This time, there was clearly some trust in the oracle within the Hero’s gaze. That feeling was as if saying—
This time, he finally believed the God.
Yes, after Misha suffered the so-called “Demon King’s curse” and transformed with Black Dragon horns and tail; and after Goddess Gineses sent down the so-called “Oracle,” informing the Hero that his future love was closely related to the Black Dragon’s conspiracy.
Misha swallowed a mouthful of saliva, feeling like he had… discovered something huge.
Lance doesn’t actually think… the “Hero’s Love” the Goddess mentioned refers to him, right?
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