I decided to not react at all.
If this was a prank some TV station or movie company or somebody did, my flustered look must’ve been recorded by hidden cameras. But they would’ve stopped if I did nothing at all because it was no fun.
The girl started explaining just as she had notified. The sealed Demon King had revived and was threatening the existence of the human race. So they summoned a hero from another world following the divine message, and the hero summoned was ‘me’.
“… what an obvious set-up. I understand. Is there anything left, Miss?”
I wish they ended this skit that wasn’t even funny soon. Because I need to finish my homework and go to cram school. I had no time to have a chat in places like this.
“Oh my God! I forgot to introduce myself. I’m Lanuvel. I’m an archeologist who summoned you after receiving a divine message on my journey researching ancient legends. Lanuvel means ‘truth’ in the ancient language.”
Until then I thought it was somebody’s bad prank.
But soon I realized that it wasn’t when the knights around me carried me away half-forcefully because it started to take too long.
Old but cleanly managed hallway.
We have passed beautiful women that would make us turn to look at them one more time if we see them in some train, bus, or on the street more than 20 times already.
What’s even more amazing was?
“I can’t believe those beautiful women are holding wet mops and not handbags…”
Their maid-like black-and-white outfits, that were ready to get dirty while cleaning or doing the laundry, were even more tacky. But seeing how the design was quite emphasizing their breasts and asses, it was obvious that the intention was to seduce high-position male workers.
It was said that in the past court ladies who were working in the palace wanted to be the king’s concubine, right?
I couldn’t help but acknowledge it after I looked out the window in the hallway.
A vast garden that was beautifully decorated. It was taken care of by numerous gardeners who were holding scissors or squatting down, working manually without the help of machines like brush cutters.
The ultimate inefficiency!
Too many people were gathered to fool me, who was no more than an ordinary highschool student living in Korea.
This was undeniable reality.
Lanuvel who was walking ahead while cutely shaking her butt must be real too.
“What’s wrong, Mr Hero?”
“… nothing. I was just looking.”
“You are free to ask me anytime if there’s anything you’re curious about. Lanuvel knows a lot because Lanuvel has traveled around Fantasia!”
I met the king of this country around the time I completely accepted this fantasy world as reality. It was a man that looked like a dumpling, no king’s dignity could be found, but still I couldn’t take him lightly. Because this place wasn’t a democratic country, but a hierarchical society.
My fate depended on this king’s order. Death penalty, torture, toil, life sentence… He had the right and power to forcefully make me do anything.
I was really annoyed that he made me wait for more than an hour at the audience room entrance, but I couldn’t express my complaints. Since I only had one life.
“You came well to my land! Hero!”
“Great to see you, Your Great, Wise Highness.
Everybody in the audience room burst laughing at my greeting. But I couldn’t help it. This was the limit with the etiquette I crammed up for an hour. But I still tried my best in my own way to not offend the king.
My hands and legs were still shaking now.
The horror that I might die.
I was desperately realizing how good democracy was as a system.
“Hero. Can you see the stats?”
“Yes, I can.”
I couldn’t deny the fact that I had been summoned to the fantasy world because of this crucial proof.
|▷ Species : Arch Human
▷ Level : 1
▷ Job : Hero (500% increased EXP gained)
▷ Skill : Interpretation A
▷ Status : Anxious
In front of my eyes I could see a half-transparent ‘status’ like a hologram. It was in a language I didn’t understand but somehow I understood the meaning. And I could also see others’ stats.
|▷ Species : Human
▷ Level : 285
▷ Job : King (National Power → Recruit ↑)
▷ Skill : Office work A Politics B Economy B Martial arts C Social C…
▷ Status : Exhausted, satisfied
It was the stats of that king who looked like a dumpling.
I just got summoned to the fantasy world and just got to know the existence of the level, skill, etc on the stats, it was all still unfamiliar so I couldn’t understand even by looking at it. But at least I could tell that the king was satisfied with my appearance as a hero.
The king got up from his throne and declared.
“The chosen hero! Crisis has arrived in this country which is close to the devils’ territory! Knock down the Demon King Fedonar after you level up your stats while defeating the devils!”
“Hm? Do you have anything to say to me, Hero?”
I couldn’t bring myself to say that I didn’t know how to fight. I was a student until a moment ago. What I knew how to kill was only mosquitoes and cockroaches.
I had the bad name ‘killer with dirty personality’ which was what my friends called me in the computer game, that was only possible because it was a game. In reality I wasn’t a cold-blooded warrior. I couldn’t hurt or kill others, much more if the opponent was the Demon King who was said to have the power to destroy the world!
I heard it as an order to suicide.
“… nothing. I’ll knock down the Demon King.”
I couldn’t honestly say I couldn’t.
Suddenly, I remembered an old saying. Was it “to be able to say that we’re scared is also a form of courage”?
That was true.
It felt as if the king would get enraged at my refusal and torture me, or order the knights and nobles around to brainwash me. So I couldn’t say it.
How did my ordinary highschool student life……
“Mr Hero! Lanuvel will help you!”
Lanuvel promised me with a cute tone of voice as soon as I got out of the audience room after receiving the order to leave the room from the tired king. That she would be my colleague. The deadline was until I knocked down the Demon King Fedonar.
“Yes, your colleague!”
I was relieved with Lanuvel who was a level 200 wizard joining me. Because I was at a loss about how to survive in this dangerous fantasy world in the future.
My current level was 1.
It was lower even than the maids who cleaned the royal palace. Are the king and the fantasy God in the right minds to leave the future of the human race in the hands of this poor hero?
There was no way the Demon King would kindly wait until I became better. He might have sent an assassin already.
“Lanuvel, I’m looking forward to working with you in the future.”
“Leave it on me!
She was my only hope as for now.
“… so I have something to ask.”
“Go on, Mr Hero.”
“Where’s the bathroom?”
I didn’t know then.
That it wasn’t the time to worry about flush toilets.
I underestimated the fantasy world too much.
PR/N : There is an illustration page for some of the characters, be sure to take a look !
Translator : Gruesomeblue
Editor : Fujimaru