Chapter 40 - I’ve got 11 years of Hero-ing under my belt!
I absentmindedly dropped down the pitch-dark hole. I felt like a skydiver who had jumped off a plane forgetting his parachute.
Clomp.
Nevertheless I safely landed at the bottom. While my superior physique played a part in this, the largest contributor was Fortune’s D-rank effect of ‘Safe from falls.’.
I saw it through the unfathomable darkness, a magnificent structure built in an empty space so large it was unbelievable that this was underground. The structure… should be called a palace, perhaps.
It appeared that the huge Zelkova tree planted above it had been pressing down on this palace, while its roots had dug inside and widened the cracks along its walls; however, this wasn’t the part that was drawing my attention.
“It’s a strangely familiar palace design.”
I had never gotten such a feeling from the architectural styles of the various races and countless cultures I had seen in the continents of Fantasia, and that was because this structure before me had an Eastern flavor of Earth to it.
Korea’s Gyeongbok Palace, Japan’s Himeji Castle, China’s Forbidden City… From the tiles on the roof, window, to the murals on the walls, it felt like everything good was taken and mixed in. Or was it the opposite? This here was the original, while the ones on Earth were fake? Whatever the case, I got a gut feeling the moment I saw it.
“I’m sick of journeys finding out the secret or truth of the world, though…”
I had 11 years of Hero-ing under my belt, and I had plenty of experience digging up all kinds of trivial truths. While they were grandiosely wrapped up using the word legend or myth, when you got down to actually opening them up, many of them turned out to be either childish or empty facts.
And wasn’t the very representation of this the ‘Hero of legend’? The natives of the fantasy world firmly believed that the Hero chosen by their god was an amazing human, but in reality these heroes were no more than social rejects of Earth kidnapped to be recycled. When you took away the Job perk and Holy Sword from a Hero, all that remained would be a corpse.
Except for me, that is!
Confused: I did take a rough scan through your student record, but what kind of experience did Student Kang Han Soo gather during those 11 years…?
‘Me? I lived amidst the deception and backstabbing of my companions!’
“I won’t be fooled anymore.”
“Kuh! How could one called Hero be so rash-”
Slump.
His heart pierced through by Holy Sword 2, the boss’ life came to an end.
My Level shot up.
■■E→■■D
And Black-Box advanced in rank as well.
“Hmm. Is there some connection between races of similar attribute…?”
Chaos Dragon.
Chaos Titan.
Chaos Mermaid.
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Chaos Elf.
I could no longer pass it off as coincidence. If only to oppose the Fantasy God who only let retards graduate, this was worth investigating. But where would it be good to start…
“My father the King, I did not see the Hero who released the seal on the underground priso… My father!?”
It seemed like I could get investigating right away.