[8th Round] What Is It?
Didn’t I definitely have to choose ‘Yes!’ in this situation?
In the 1st round, I had seen many bitches who kicked away their once-in-a-lifetime golden opportunity by hesitating because of trivial reasons.
And what would happen if I lose the opportunity? There would be a crisis I didn’t want or need to go through. From that point on, it was me, the hero, who would have to pick up the pieces.
The bitches, who ruined the opportunity because they hesitated, always said “Sorry. Because of me…” and that was it. They should’ve killed themselves if they were really sorry!
I was also annoyed with the colleagues who encouraged those bitches to hesitate while bringing up their shitty philosophy; “Taking revenge now would lead to having revenge taken on you later.”
“I don’t make such mistakes.”
Because opportunities don’t wait.
But still, I decided to look for a safe location first.
Because though I didn’t know how they would reconstruct from the root, there was also the possibility that I’d change into a pupa or an egg and be unconscious. I wanted to avoid risks and variables as much as I could. That gentlemanly Demon King didn’t seem like he would get in the way, but there was no harm in being careful.
“An uncommitted free spirit doesn’t have a name. Neither do I. Though there was a nickname the wicked friend used to call me with…”
“Call me the First Spirit…”
Land, fire, wind, water, heart. Don’t act like you’re not an auntie after giving birth to five kinds of sons.
“Spirits take from their soul with their power in it to make eggs. We don’t use that kind of profane method Mr Hero is imagining— i think there are some who do? Hm hm. Anyways, not me.”
“Auntie. Try to gather as many spirits as possible.”
“My kids? Why…?”
“To protect me from now on.”
The First Spirit, who was still peacefully lying on my head, pondered while groaning before she said, “Mr Hero. That’s a difficult demand. I hate to say this, but assembling free spirits is hard even for me. But it might be possible today since it’s a special day. If you throw a party to commemorate the First Spirit being released from the wicked elf’s chains, I think a lot will come to enjoy.”
“Yes. Spirits really like parties.”
“In these ruins?”
Though they were in the middle of diligently reconstructing the facilities destroyed by the invasion of the devil and devil followers, it seemed like it would take a really long time for the Elfheim Kingdom to regain its previous form.
“Don’t worry about that.”
“Well… do it if you’re confident. But, it must not take too long.”
For me, there was nothing to lose at all if it failed.
“Yes. Mr Hero. So! Guys! Let’s throw a party! Everyone who wants to hear the intense love story of Mr Hero who saved the unfortunate spirits, who got enslaved by the wicked elves, come on!”
There were topics that anyone regardless of the times, countries, genders, and ages liked.
The spirits were no exception.
The First Spirit promoted the party with lies full of exaggerations. Innocent spirits around the Fantasia world got fooled and came here in crowds.
Hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands, hundreds of millions… They came endlessly.
The spirits who came for the party didn’t come with nothing. They brought a lot of seeds of plants that became endangered as the Eastern Continent, Western Continent and Southern Continent got destroyed by the 5 Disasters’ riot. Though most of it were common weeds, there were also some medicinal herbs and sacred herbs which were called as rare or legendary that only grew in a special environment.
The spirits planted those seeds all over the Elfheim Kingdom. And the seeds grew really fast like they were being fed exp instead of fertilizer. The burnt forest and grasses looked even more beautiful than before in no time. It was more like a fraud than a mystery of nature. But it was natural in the fantasy world.
Every time a huge monster moved, the ecosystem would be destroyed. On days when powerful monsters had a fight amongst themselves, the terrain would be turned upside down. Didn’t the 5 Disasters wipe out the continent? As a result, in the Fantasia continent, the five kinds of spirits combining their strength together would have an effect of accelerating the rate of growth of animals and plants.
“Hoo~ quite good though?”
Elfheim transformed into a huge botanical garden as Fantasia Northern Continent’s rare plant seeds were also imported.
If this place was named, it would be ‘Spirits’ Paradise’.
It didn’t look like the sweet and resplendent land of the elves anymore. This would be a message the First Spirit conveyed to the elves and also a small revenge. Now we’re the masters.
“Mr Hero. You saw that right? This is the power of spirits.”
But not everyone liked it. Sieg, who saw the sight of his lover Sylvia going wrong after becoming like a circus monkey surrounded by the spirits.
He was shaking as he shouted, “I can’t be in this kind of world anymore! Angel! You hear me right?! Please return me! I’ll knock down the Demon King like you wanted me to this time! Sylvia! We’ll see! I was wrong to begin with. I shouldn’t have treated a slave like a human. Keuk keuk!”
Sieg, who laughed wickedly, was completely out of his mind. I could tell just by how his Madness skill was in the middle of a rapid growth spurt.
It wasn’t just me who thought so.
“Was he always like that?”
“I can’t believe a hero is breaking down like that…”
“As expected, he was simply a pervert.”
Alex, Saintess A, and Aqua, who partly finished the elf relief work, said one after another while looking at Sieg. Then they stealthily looked at me.
Hope B → Hope A
Damn bitches. It puts me in a hard position if you pin your hopes on me.
Even in the midst of this, the Elf Kingdom Elfheim was turning into a jungle, a primeval forest untouched by humans.
Wasn’t this place the true fantasy?
On the contrary, hero Sieg’s madness was only getting worse as time went by.
“Angel! Did you tell me to knock down the Demon King? Please return me! What’s the use of saving this ruined world! And I have no intention of going back to Earth. I don’t care about such things as friends and families who don’t know my real value… Angel? Are you listening? Angel! Angel! Daaamn~! Daaaamn iiiit~!”
… still, I just let Sieg go crazy.
Because not only Sieg couldn’t come at me because he was a coward, as Sieg’s mental illness got worse, the way those junks looked at me upgraded.
Hope A → Hope S → Hope SS
We could say it was a really desirable growth.
But I had no intention of keeping Sieg close to me forever. Because I would never know what he would do while holding a grudge while I reconstructed from the root with the Prodigy ZZ-grade effect.
So I ordered Lanuvel.
“I need you to take him out and catch one or two devils.”
“Why should Lanuvel do that?”
“Because you summoned Sieg. You need to take the responsibility until the end. I won’t tell you to marry him, so just get him out of here.”
“Take Alex with you too. Both of you might die away from home in a day if I only send you two. Well, we can’t do anything if you all still die.”
“Mr Hero! Please pray for Lanuvel to return alive!”
I stealthily deported them like that.
The other two junks also left naturally.
Saintess A, who lost her confidence since she saw my Saintess H, voluntarily accompanied Sieg on his adventure. Mermaid Aqua who was flirting with me day and night was dragged away by Saintess A.
But it didn’t feel empty around me. Because countless spirits were enjoying the party. They were all in different forms depending on their surroundings, but I could tell the five kinds apart by the color making up their body.
Land, fire, wind, water, heart.
The energy of mother nature was concentrated on the place as the spirits gathered up.
This place was the core that was called ‘the eye of the typhoon’. The location was safe as it was surrounded by the spirits, and it was perfect according to feng shui.
In other words, it was an ideal place.
“It would be nice here!”
I activated my Prodigy ZZ-grade effect.
Then a message was heard.