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“Sir Hero! Are you in your right mind?! A hero attacking a human city
 to raise their reputation?! It’s unheard of!” Saintess A twittered with
 a pale face drained of color.

“Hey now! What do you mean attack? This saintess is saying things
that’ll call for punishment. I just sneezed due to allergy. The startled
 wild creatures here leaped out and coincidentally charged towards the
city is all.”

Unheard of?

Nay. This kind of incident had happened several times even in the
past. The land would be destroyed in the process of a hero fiercely
battling against a strong foe. When that happened, the monsters residing
 in the area would take fright and flee on a large-scale, which would
lead to them attacking nearby cities and villages.

“Are you seriously sayin…”

“Now! Let’s quickly go save them!”

We moved to the city under threat a little quickly. There was still no big problem, which was Saintess A’s concern.

It wasn’t a sudden raid by the monsters, as my roar which imitated
the Oblivion Dragon King’s wasn’t only heard by the monsters; the people
 living in the city had also felt a sense of crisis. The roar of a
dragon was as common as the gunshots of the military in this fantasy
world. The people had even predicted that monsters would come rushing
out of their homes.

“A large swarm of monsters are incoming!”

“Quickly inform the lord of this news!”

“Raise the signal fire and ring the bell!”

Evacuating and taking shelter was part of daily life to the fantasy
world natives. Of course, a roar on the level of the Oblivion Dragon
King’s would cause people to be swallowed by shock and fear equivalent
to the impact of a nuke dropping.

“LuLu…!”

“Trooot!”

“Mu~!”

The swarm of monsters charged towards the city in chaos. Even the
monsters that hadn’t budged an inch when Ullullu was running amok was
mixed among them, proof of how famous Oblivion Dragon King Noebius was.
It was a greatness befitting of my dear companion.

I
 overtook that monster swarm together with the muppets and entered the
city. Normally, there would have been a checking procedure at the castle
 gate, but it was wide open and received everyone due to the situation
being one of emergency. Everything proceeded and swiftly as running
water.

Ding-ding-ding-!

The bells set up in various places in the city rang noisily.

“The monster swarm is rushing towards the city!”

“Has the Oblivion Dragon King of legend woken after 500 years?!”

“Men who are brave, take up arms!”

It was a scene I had often witnessed in the 2nd Playthrough. At the
time when I had formed a party with the Oblivion Dragon King and
adventured here and there across the middle continent, people had
welcomed us just like that. Shock, fear, despair, lament, madness,
panic… they showed distinctive reactions.

The people taken by fright closed their shops and ran home, while
knights atop horses galloped across the streets encouraging the citizens
 to participate in the fight to come. A city which had been peaceful
instantly turned into the heart of a battlefield.

The time was ripe. I stepped atop the steep castle wall, climbed onto
 a watchtower and shouted in a loud voice, “Everyone! Leave it to me,
this hero!”

While I wanted to make a rambling speech on top of doing
advertisement, casualties would occur in succession if I did so, then I
would end up being cursed even after saving them. I would be told,
“Fight if you’ve got the time to talk.” I would then want to bully them
by saying, “If you’re so discontent then fight yourselves or help
sponsor the hero’s work,” so I held it in firmly for the sake of
reputation.

Jumping down from the watchtower, I ran towards the monster swarm.

“Sir Hero~! What should we do?”

“We’ll fight together!”

“If Aqua’s going, then I am too.”

The muppets were spouting ridiculous nonsense. I had put so much
effort into preparing this stage—how dare they try to get a finger in
the pie?

“You lot just protect yourselves! You’re hindrances!”

“…”

“…”

Their eyes were full of complaint. I helplessly cooked up a rough
excuse, telling them to defend the castle gate and that the citizens
would be in danger if it was broken through, which added a noble flavor
to the role. Only then did the muppets nod and retreat.

“Hah! What power of friendship.”

That was no more than a cowardly means the weak resorted to. To the
great hero on his 3rd Playthrough who had a track record of cracking the
 skull and beheading the Demon King by himself, it was a low-class,
worthless and trifling skill.

“Even though trash cleaning used to be that Sage guy’s role…”

The Sage used wide-range magic to sweep away monsters and demon
legions. Indirect kills through poisoning, traps and the like, and
large-scale hunting magic had the penalty of granting little EXP. Even
taking that into account, however, the Sage had leveled up day by day.
Now it was my turn to do so.

▷Type: Skill
▷Name: Massacre
▷Rank: SS
▷SSS: EXP reduction disappears.
▷SS: Deals damage in a large area.
▷S: Unaffected by terrain
▷A: Area of damage increases extremely.
▷B: Power of effect increases extremely.
▷C: Piercing attribute added.
▷D: Area of damage increases.
▷E: Power of effect increases.
▷F: Deals damage in an area.

Massacre(SS), an amazingly beautiful Skill. Normally, swinging a
sword would end at cutting a 2-dimensional line, but you would be able
to slash at a 3-dimensional level when this Skill was added in the
equation. Up to its S-rank, the Skill Massacre boasted a cute level of
effect which would make you ask yourself, “This is Massacre?” but its
true power only revealed itself from SS-rank and upwards—it would truly
eliminate its targets on a large-scale.

In addition to this was the effect of other Skills. While they
weren’t as optimized like Massacre, they each had their parts. Battle
Spirit(SSS), Destruction(SS), Fighting Skill(S), Slaughter(S),
Piercing(S)…

“It’s a pity about Endymion.

Elemental Sword Endymion. I had tamed it well to my tastes, but it
disappeared upon my regression. It would be going to vain efforts even
if I went to the country of Elves again to obtain it, so I gave up on
it. The same went for other weapons of choice, which was why I used
either my bare hands or cheap arms. These I could use however much I
wanted regardless of regressing.

Fwoom—!

I launched a punch in the direction of the incoming monster swarm,
striking at nothing but mid-air. But that didn’t end as an empty motion.

“HuHu~?!”

“Ow~~?!”

“Keeee~!?”

The bone and flesh of hundreds of monsters were crushed by my strike. They wouldn’t have been able to even guess why they died.

Massacre(SS), dealing damage in a fan-shaped area the size of a
baseball field. Judging by my senses, the area damage was 5% inside and
out, meaning that 5% of my punch’s original physical force was spread
out in a large area.

That damage would be 1% at F-rank, and the area affected would be the
 size of a ping-pong table. The disparity could be said to be stark.

Fluflop—

The monster swarm continued to be reduced to mounds of meat at each
passing moment. It wasn’t as if the Massacre Skill had a cooldown time
to it, didn’t require some sort of energy to use or restriction, and had
 no activation delay either. It was a mere 5%, but if my fist was
powerful enough to smash the Demon King’s skull, then even 5% was enough
 to turn a great boulder to powder. And that kind of attack was being
spread out in a large area.

“One, two, one-two~𝅘𝅥𝅮”

This battle was far from being grave or fierce; the difference in
skill was too evident. The average Level of the monsters was 50 or so.
If I needed EXP, it would be far more efficient to rather find one boss
monster to kill. What I was doing now didn’t go beyond a simple
repetitive work of stamping out the life of minnows like dirt for my
reputation.

“Ow-Ow-!”

One or two of them would occasionally get through Massacre(SS) and
approach me, as defensive Skills they possessed such as Endurance or
Iron Wall had the effect of nullifying or reducing the degree of ‘area
damage’. But that was all.

Smack-!

They were no more than slightly annoying. If area damage didn’t work,
 then I merely had to land a direct hit. There was only the bother of
having to dodge so as to avoid the blood and flesh of monsters getting
on my clothes.

The massacring soon came to an end. No more living monsters stood on
the plain. There were an extremely few number that had fled to where
they lived, but it wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say that the threat to
 the city had completely disappeared. While there was a bit of harm done
 to farms and crops of fields, there was no human casualty which would
call for the resentment of citizens.

Level 751 → Level 754

My Level had risen by a truly small amount as well. The EXP penalty to the Skill Massacre was utterly without conscience.

I shouted loudly, “My fellow people! The city is safe by the efforts
of Hero Kang Han Soo! Rest easy and attend to your livelihoods!”

“…”

“…”

But for some reason their reaction was unsatisfying. Turning around
to take a look at the city walls behind me, I saw that all the people
were struck dumb at my performance.

“Sir Hero! Sir Hero! You were really amazing!”

Only Lanuvel, who came hopping over, showed a normal response. I
would have given her a 100 points for that if she hadn’t tried to get
hugged on the sly.

“… Right.”

While I didn’t expect for applause from the citizens, they didn’t
even let out cheers, let alone shed tears of joy and deep emotion.

… What had gone wrong?

I thoroughly scanned around to see if there some serious losses had
occurred somewhere I didn’t know; however, it didn’t seem like I could
find out before meeting the mayor or lord of this city.

“Th-th-thank you! Sir Hero!”

The city lord who came running in all a hurry was very young. Perhaps
 he had thought to fight himself, as he was wearing a pretty tin
can-like armor. It had been for naught due to my performance, though. He
 preserved his life in exchange, however, so it was fine, wasn’t it? It
was natural for him to express thanks.

“I only did what a hero must.”

Although I wanted to receive a reward for my efforts, I held it in
for the sake of maximizing my reputation, since even taking over this
entire city wouldn’t be enough when taking into account my feat. Perhaps
 he was aware of that fact? The lord was in a completely nervous state.
He seemed worried I would ask for the city as a reward.

It was right at that moment.

“Sir Hero! Sir Hero! Come to your senses!”

The plaintive voice of one young woman broke the stillness.

… My senses were fine, though?

“Euhh…”

Those words weren’t for me. And it was no hero pretender either—it
was Sieg. It seemed like he had avoided the monster swarm and ended up
in this nearby city.

Sieg’s attire was truly shabby. What money could someone who did
nothing but volunteer work have? His worn-out leather armor which showed
 marks of careful wiping here and there was a cheap article which even a
 rat wouldn’t wear.

At least his weapon was somewhat better. It was a one-handed sword, a
 sabre. One of the swords used most by the knights of this fantasy
world. It was made light and long so that cavalry could wield it with
one hand. As for its distinctive features, it was single-edged and had a
 gentle curve along its blade.

The origin of that sword was also written on the queen’s report. It
was an heirloom he received from a blacksmith after Sieg saved his
daughter, who was kidnapped by bandits around Level 20. It wasn’t a
sword made from rare metals, however. It had meaning in that it
reflected the entire effort and sincerity of an amateur.

“What’s the matter?”

“Gasp! It’s Sir Sieg!”

“Where did he get such an injury…!”

Some of the citizens who recognized Sieg made a fuss. After listening
 to the gist of things from the side, it seemed that he saved that woman
 who was nearly rammed into by a noble’s carriage and got run over
instead. He really was one daft…

“As expected of Sir Hero!”

“My daughter lived thanks to Sir Sieg!”

“Thank you for saving my friend!”

The citizens helped Sieg up and began praising him. Rumors of this
event spread in mere moments. A matter of merely having saved one woman
instantly turned into a great achievement. There were even some who
mistook Sieg and not me as the hero who slew the monsters.

“… Outrageous.”

These humans who would have died without exception had I not
massacred the monsters were raising the reputation of the wrong guy.
What I felt went beyond discomfort—it was a deep sense of defeat.

“Sir Hero~ We know of Sir Hero’s deeds!”

“You were really awesome, Sir Hero~𝅘𝅥𝅮”

“You are a preposterous thug of a hero as ever.”

And the muppets comforted me in this state. My mood didn’t get better
 at all, however; if I could have graduated with something like the
praises of three women, I would have long done so.

“I understand what Sieg’s strong point is.”

I had thought him all softheaded, but it was all an act. Through him I saw the essence of public manipulation.

“Yeah. The very core of my thoughts was wrong.”

How many people you saved wasn’t important. In the 2nd Playthrough I
defeated Demon King Fedornar with minimal financial cost and human
casualties, but my reputation had fallen even more than what it was in
the 1st Playthrough. I felt like I could understand why only now.

Public opinion.

The foolish fantasy world natives just had to believe that “this hero is kind and amazing!”. The truth didn’t matter in any way.

“Muppets, let’s go. To Ullullu’s destination. There’ll be no hunting in the middle.”

“Yes? Yes.”

Doing volunteer work that was like playing house ended today. From now on, it was going to be a cold war.

“Control the public sentiment.”

Thieves’ unions, assassin syndicates, masterminds, information
dealers… I gave a command to the demon worshipers and Dark Knight Order
who I could move like my own limbs: take over every intelligence network
 in the continents of Fantasia. Propaganda was the word.

‘I’ll show you an SS-grade in reputation.’

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The demons’ chain of command was extremely simple and clear: the one
with greater Dark Energy was the superior, no questions asked. My Dark
Energy was currently SS-rank and thus, excluding Demon King Pedonar who
confined himself to his throne, the only ones who could compete were
Archduke A and Prince 1; however, these two would show no activity for
the next 5 years at the least, so I was essentially the second in
command.

At present, the people of this fantasy world believed it was a time
of peace without war, but it had long been since countless demons had
set down their roots deeply across the 5 continents. There was only one
reason they had been laying quiet until now—the guardian of humanity.
They engaged in secret maneuvers only because they feared this
existence. In other words, they could move in the shadows however much
they pleased.

“They say Sir Hero Hanssoo is amazing!”

“What did that person do?”

“They say he’s amazing despite not knowing why!”

“I-I see! Amazing!”

… In this way the public sentiment across the continents was wholly
changed. If decoys and wandering bards diligently instigated the public
in this world where communication and exchange of information wasn’t
easy, then lies would turn to truths. My reputation infinitely soared
upwards! Furthermore…

“The flood from back then was apparently caused by Sieg.”

“Not Hanssoo? Tell me in detail.”

“I don’t know the specifics either. They say that’s how it is.”

Keeping your competitor in check was a given.

“I hear Hero Sieg fools around with women all day long!”

“I saw it too, how he was flirting with them on the streets.”

“In contrast, Sir Hero Hanssoo is dignified!”

“That’s right. He even mercilessly kicks the butt of a beauty!”

Sieg was branded as a prodigal casanova, whereas I was advertised as a
 hero of steel who was never shaken by women. While I felt slightly
sorry towards Sieg who had yet to graduate from cherry boy status, the
world of competition was cruel by nature. I wouldn’t show mercy!

“Uhuhuhu…”

“Sir Hero, you look like you having the time of your life, even letting me cross arms with you like this~𝅘𝅥𝅮”

Aqua rubbed her sensual body against me wearing a broad smile.

“My mood’s good, oh yes.”

My journey had gained momentum since the cold war of intelligence
began. My luck was very good, what with one thing and another—I hadn’t
at all chanced upon voices calling for rescue originating from some
merchant caravan or carriage. They were all just imaginations.

Hero A and muppets continued to advance straight. One day passed, ten
 days, half a month, a month… We idly walked in the direction that
Ullullu had blindly tried to go in. We didn’t see anything like people
being chased by monsters, and then at last we arrived at our
destination.

“Hah! To think it was inside the ocean.”

It was natural that I didn’t even know of its existence in the 1st
Playthrough. A hero was no fish, and the Demon King was no fish either,
which was why in my 10 years during the 1st Playthrough, the number of
times I entered the ocean was so few as to be counted on a hand. While I
 had often gotten on boats in order to cross over to another continent, I
 had only boarded a ghost ship and adventured to an underwater temple
and seafloor cavern once respectively.

There was one legend regarding this ocean, a story only the local fishermen knew of.

“Sir Hero, do you think a peerless beauty really lives at the bottom of this ocean?”

Lanuvel was half in doubt, tilting her head to the side.

Being in an ill-temper, Saintess A put in her say, “It must be a
groundless rumor, Archaeologist Lanuvel. A beautiful woman guarding the
Holy Sword of legend? There is only one Holy Sword in the world. It is
slumbering in the grave of the previous generation’s hero in the
northern continent.”

The conversation had by the two summarized the legend. Apparently, the second Holy Sword lay before us.

“Even if we want to confirm the truth, the problem is how we’ll find it in this boundless ocean…”

“Sir Hero, should I dive in and check~𝅘𝅥𝅮?” Aqua said while
undressing. This darned idiotic fish-tart had simply needed a justified
excuse to take off her stifling leather outfit. A fish that had met
water she was, literally.

“You’re a freshwater mermaid. Do you want to become salted mermaid chow? Ah! I am curious as to how that’ll taste, though.”

“It’ll be fine if it’s just for a while~𝅘𝅥𝅮”

It was right at that moment.

“Ulluuu…”

“Ulluuuuu…”

“Ulluuuuuuu…”

I faintly heard Ullullu’s cries mixed in the sound of the ocean
waves. That Chaos Titan had turned into EXP and become eternally part of
 me, so those cries couldn’t have been made by Ullullu himself. Someone
within that ocean seemed to have sensed Ullullu’s power. Perhaps that
was why they were calling out so sorrowfully.

“Hmm… What to do about this…?”

It wasn’t like I could answer back, saying that catfish had already
entered my belly. But while I was pondering upon this issue, a crimson
light suddenly flashed from within the ocean. It was as if telling me
“here I am”.

“… Really. If I’m being called, then go I must. The rest of you are
to wait at the fishing village which told us of the legend. I’ll kill
you if you follow.”

The Holy Sword said to be guarded by a peerless beauty… Shall I have a taste then?

Of both.

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My Skills were only comprised of what I had obtained in the 2nd
Playthrough. As there had been no need to go inside a lake, let alone an
 ocean, I wasn’t able to learn swimming type auxiliary Skills. That
didn’t matter, however.

“Breathing underwater is simple.”

All you had to do was make a respiratory organ similar to the gills
of fishes. While I wanted to be reborn as a perfect lifeform without
need for breathing like Master Mollang, I still needed more research and
 materials. Nevertheless, breathing underwater was still a simple feat. I
 took reference of mermaid princess Aqua’s lungs.

Afterwards, I slowly swum downwards, towards where the crimson light
had flashed. However, like how suspicious or hidden secret location
always had obstacles, this area didn’t allow easy entry for uninvited
outsiders either. An obstructor? A watchman, perhaps it should be
called.

▷Race: Arch-Mermaid
▷Level: 999+
▷Job: Guardian(Protect→Damage Suffered↓)
▷Skills: Protect(SS) Spearmanship(S) Evasion(S) Leadership(S) Immunity(S)…
▷Condition: Interested

A boss monster that was on another league starting from its race
appeared. Aqua was called a mermaid princess, but it wasn’t as if she
possessed some special power. She was only a princess as far as mermaid
society was concerned. This boss over here, however, was genuine royalty
 from birth.

“Hero of the present world, I ask you to leave.”

The ocean water vibrated as a beautiful wave of sound rang in the
drums of my ears. The other party was a sea mermaid who, from the tip of
 her hair to the end of her tail, strongly gave off the air of a noble
princess. The elegant curves of her body dazzled my eyes. How tasty she
looked indeed. However…

“What’ll you do if I say I’ll pass?”

I gave a wicked laugh along with this question. If Sieg had
encountered this mermaid, he would have lost a hundred times out of a
hundred fights, but to me she was merely a laughable fish for the
taking.

The mermaid smiled sweetly as she answered, “That wish is
unfortunately impossible to fulfill, because you won’t remember a thing.
 The hero who wakes up on the oceanside will once again set off on a
beautiful adventure. Lalala~𝅘𝅥𝅮♬”

I heard singing, a voice sweet like a lullaby.

“Expensive fishy, what was it about my memory again?”

“Lala~𝅘𝅥𝅮 La—kyagh?!”

I kicked at the water and sprung forwards, grabbed the mermaid by the
 hair and, holding it in place, rammed my knee into her pretty face.

Wham!

I had intended on overpowering her in one blow, but failed due to the
 mermaid’s Guardian Job and SS-rank Protect Skill. The damage reduction
was at an outrageous level. That being the case…

Wham! Wham! Wham!

All I had to do was keep ramming my knee until she fainted.

“Euhh…”

The mermaid’s flailing arms and tail went limp. Her face, which had
become bloodied as her previously even front teeth and high nose were
all broken, was truly to my liking. What was that about my memory? An
arrogant fish-head deserved punishment.

“Seeing how she said something about my memory though, it seems I did find my way correctly.”

Couldn’t I have discovered a place like this even during the 1st
Playthrough? Seeing as I had traveled about everywhere across the
continents for 10 whole years. What if it was merely that I didn’t
remember? The 3rd Playthrough me was different, however.

▷Type: Skill
▷Name: ■■
▷Rank: E
▷D: □□□□ □□□.
▷E: Cannot be destroyed.
▷F: Will not forget.

The mermaid’s singing was easily blocked by the F-rank effect of Black-Box.

“Does the second Holy Sword really exist…?”

“…”

I didn’t kill the mermaid right away but instead dragged her along.
Troublesome though it was, some parts of secret locations were well
hidden so to make entry difficult for those aside from its guardian. Or
it might not be.

Ssrrk…

Ssrk…

The coral reefs which had been blocking the way forward like the iron bars of a prison opened up a path.

Bingo! It seemed they really reacted to the guardian.

The place which Ullullu had so anxiously tried to reach revealed itself.

“Pretty fishy, thanks for guiding me.”

Crack.

As expression of my gratitude, I cleanly broke the mermaid’s neck.
After making certain the guardian had died by the obtained EXP, I
leisurely looked at my surroundings.

This place was the humble abode of a mermaid. Lined up within the
house were furniture and household items made of shells, corals and the
like which could be found in the ocean, and the occasional items which
were procured from above the surface. I paid attention to the items
which had come from land.

“They’re really old.”

These items were antiques which may as well originate from ancient
ruins. It was surprising that the guardian used these things instead of
throwing them away; it was evidence that the mermaid didn’t go to trade
on land, instead only silently protecting this place. Didn’t she find it
 suffocating to see and maintain the same scenery and lifestyle? What
was she protecting to go so far?

I went further inside the house.

“Ulluuu…”

It was definitely the sound I heard from the ocean. Slowly drawing
near the sound, I discovered something in the shape of a person covered
in seaweeds, corals and the like. It didn’t require effort to see what
it was.

▷Race: Chaos Mermaid
▷Level: 1
▷Job: Sea Queen(Sea→Divine Protection↑)
▷Skills: Divine Protection(SSS) Destruction(S)
▷Condition: Petrification, Protection, Corpse, Preservation

It was a mermaid of a peculiar race. Her aquamarine eyes, tranquil
like a deep ocean, gave off an intellectual feeling, and her wave-like
curvy hair of matching color was full of vitality. From her slender neck
 to her small shoulders, swelling breasts, slim waist and fascinating
curves of her pelvis, she was in no way lacking to be called a work of
art, but it was extremely regrettable that she had a tail in place of
two legs. I didn’t often say words like these but…

“I want to dunk and keep her in formalin.”

I was also curious as to how she’d taste.

In any case…

One sword was accompanying the mermaid. The point of the sword was
stuck in the tail. It seemed like the mermaid had done so herself, and
she was in the pose of hugging the childishly heart(♡)-shaped hilt of
the sword dearly close with both arms, as if it was her heart. I could
tell from the moment I saw it.

“Another Holy Sword… the legend was true, huh…?”

It wasn’t the Holy Sword that was a golden bastard sword which I knew
 well. It was a crimson broadsword. Was it because of its deep red color
 that ran from its broad blade to its hilt? It gave off an ominous
feeling closer to that of a demonic sword rather than a holy sword.

“The color’s just my style!”

I had adequately learnt the way to use a Holy Sword in the 1st
Playthrough. I didn’t waste time admiring it. The guardian of this place
 was dead; there was no rule saying that someone who had noticed this
unusual event wouldn’t appear to interfere. For example, Professor
Morals?

▷Shock: Wa-wait-!

The timing of his appearance was beautiful, but I was faster—my right
 hand had already been grasping the handle of the crimson Holy Sword. A
hero and Holy Sword were a pair by nature. There was even no need to
tame it like I had to for Elemental Sword Endymion.

Ssrr…

Immediately after I felt as if something had penetrated into my soul,
 the Holy Sword which had been stuck in the mermaid’s tail vanished like
 it had been a mirage.

The Holy Sword hadn’t ceased to exist. It was in a sheathed state. The hero acted as the Holy Sword’s sheath.

▷Race: Chaos Human
▷Level: 936
▷Job: Hero(EXP 500%)
▷Skills: Battle Spirit(SSS) Dark Energy(SS) Chaos(SS) Destruction(SS) Deadly Venom(SS)…
▷Condition: Wrongdoing, Absorbing, Holy Sword

‘Holy Sword’ was added to my Condition. A perfect anti-theft service!

Tap.

I could summon the Holy Sword whenever if I focused my mind. It was
nice because it was heavier than the original Holy Sword. I was already
looking forward to how it fared in battle.

▷Resigned: What are you intending by murdering the guardian of
humanity, and seizing a sealed defective item… Only one sword can be
sheathed in a scabbard. You are no longer able to wield the original
Holy Sword.

‘Professor Morals, don’t worry. I took down the Demon King just fine even without the Holy Sword.’

▷Despair: You are strange for being capable of doing so! Defeating
the Demon King without the Holy Sword and companions is an abnormality
from the outset! Aah! To think this sort of catastrophe occurred while I
 was writing up a letter of explanation…! And Student Kang Han Soo.
Surely you are not hoping for your character grade to be safe even after
 murdering the guardian of humanity, are you?

‘It was in self-defense, though? I almost had my memory wiped.’

▷Ludicrous: Are you not aware that you are a trespassing armed robber?

‘Robbing and looting are the virtues of a hero. Even that dimwit Sieg ransacked a ruins that was off-limits.’

▷Anxious: Eurgh. I may end up replaced…

Professor Morals disappeared along with those words. If he became
replaced, would another teacher come? If so, then it would be nice if
the newcomer was a sensible fellow who didn’t preach.

“Ulluu…”

This murmuring sound once again came from between the ripe lips of
the mermaid who had the Holy Sword stolen by me. Perhaps she was friends
 with Ullullu? I wanted to believe that they weren’t lovers.

Brrg.

The tempting body of the beautiful mermaid turned into bubbles and
melted away into the ocean water. Maybe I should have had a taste of her
 before drawing the Holy Sword? A slight regret remained inside me. In
any case…

“This Holy Sword is defective…?”

Even though the way it fit my hand was first-rate. While I felt sorry
 for Elemental Sword Endymion, love and friendship would always come and
 go.

Holy Sword 2. I felt like we’d become one good team. My hunches had never failed me before.

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Hero A obtained Holy Sword 2 and returned onto land. He immediately
reunited with the muppets in the nearby fishing village. Perhaps
something had happened, however, as there was a commotion going on in
the village.

“Sir Hero! Sir Hero! It’s terrible! The Elf King, enraged upon seeing
 his daughter who was violated by humans, made a declaration of war!”

“They say Sieg is also with the Elves.”

Lanuvel and Saintess A babbled on with fretful faces. It seemed that
Sieg had rescued Sylvia who had been sold to some perverted noble. But
so what? They were kicking a fuss over something that really wasn’t
much.

“Pipe down will you, before I cut you with my hot Holy Sword.”

“…”

“…”

Was this the so-called butterfly effect? I had left Sylvia to be sold
 to a perverted noble and within several months things had escalated to a
 war among races. Part of the responsibility lay with me as well, and
so…

“Just trust in the hero, yours truly! I’ve got an excellent way to stop the war among races!”

Even palms needed to clap together to make a sound. If they didn’t meet, then there’d be no war either.

It was time to reap an SS-grade in achievement.