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I Got a New Skill Every Time I Was Exiled, and After 100 Different Worlds, I Was Unmatched (Web Novel) - Chapter 397: Being Taken at Face Value or Being Ignored Both Leave Me Equally Troubled
Chapter 397: Being Taken at Face Value or Being Ignored Both Leave Me Equally Troubled
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“Demon King!!!!”Having been restrained… In reality, the villagers had already been incapacitated by me. Schwartz, pushing aside the villagers, charged at me with a slash filled with explosive spirit. This strike was incomparably sharper than the one when we first met; had it been delivered then, my sword would have easily been snapped in two.
However, the sword I now wield was not a dull blade, but the [Dawnbreaker] forged by my master. It meets the hero’s sword head-on with a high-pitched clang.
“What is your intention, Hero?”
“I… I was wrong! You are undoubtedly the Demon King! A malevolent being spreading malice and despair among people and the world!”
“…So, you mean to say you disapprove of my actions?”
“Yes! Even to such young children…!”
Clang, clang, as I parried incredibly heavy blows, I listened to the Hero’s voice. The Hero’s face, filled with anger, however, seems somewhat sorrowful.
“We’ve only known each other for about a week… but if Tia-san trusts you this much, I thought perhaps we could communicate! Maybe, just maybe, it’s possible to understand even a Demon King, I dreamed an impossible dream!
But it’s over now! I cannot entrust the future of humanity to someone like you who cannot understand the human heart! I will defeat you here, even if it costs me my life!”
“What you’re saying is no different from those villagers! What were you going to do if this didn’t work? You, who could do nothing but lie prostrate on the ground!”
“That is… still…! Even if I couldn’t, you could have! You could have restrained the villagers and removed the source of the frenzy!”
“Yes, I could have.”
“Then—”
“Ha… Hero. Let me give you a piece of advice.”
“What now—”
“One should judge who did what only after seeing the ‘end.'”
“The end…?”
“Ed, are the villagers all lined up?”
When Schwartz halted his sword mid-swing, Tia called out just in time. Turning around, I see the villagers laid out along the road.
“Ah, it’s finished. How is it? Were there any injuries?”
“From what I can see, there might be a few people with minor scrapes. I’ve washed the wounds lightly with water.”
“Um, that should be sufficient.”
“Ti-Tia-san? What exactly…? Why have you lined up the villagers?”
“Huh? Because if I didn’t line them up, stepping on them would be terrible, right?”
“Is that… for the purpose of burying the bodies without damaging them?”
“Burying!? Eh, you’re burying these people!? Why!?”
“Why? Because… aren’t they dead?”
“That can’t be right! Hey, Ed, they’re not dead, right?”
“Of course. I haven’t killed them.”
“Huh…?”
With a thud, Schwartz knelt down. He crawled toward the villagers and gently touched the neck of the village chief who happened to be there.
“There’s a pulse… they’re really alive…!? Why!?”
“Why? Didn’t I clearly say, ‘Don’t worry, I’ve merely incapacitated them’?”
Perhaps because the power was distributed among so many villagers, the divine power residing in each villager was considerably weaker compared to someone like Euralia. However, with the ‘power of the end’ that I can now somewhat freely control, this level of feat was certainly possible for the ‘upgraded’ me.
“That is… indeed… then why didn’t you kill them? You said you wouldn’t be considerate, so why choose a method that avoids killing even if it’s more trouble?”
“That is well… perhaps it’s just my mood or convenience? They weren’t strong enough to kill, nor was there a good enough reason to… so why bother killing them?
And when I said I wouldn’t be considerate, I meant they wouldn’t be completely unscathed. Certainly, as a Hero, you wouldn’t want to harm ordinary people, but for a Great Demon King like me, it doesn’t matter.”
“Unscathed…? Ah, indeed there were some scrapes… so that means…”
“Uh, um…?”
“Ah, you’re awake. Good morning, Village Chief. How do you feel?”
“Who are you…? Huh? What in the world…?”
Woken by Tia’s voice, the Village Chief looked around bewildered. Then Schwartz quickly approached and grabbed his shoulder.
“Village Chief!”
“You are… the Yuusha-sama!? Why are you here… no, why am I here… what, everyone in the village!? What’s going on!?”
“…I’ll explain that soon, but first, tell me. Village Chief, do you remember what just happened?”
“Just now? When exactly…? Uh, my head feels foggy… strange, could it be the onset of dementia?”
“So, you don’t remember anything… but how are you feeling?”
“Yes, I do feel a bit of pain, but nothing serious… wait, now that you mention it, the village had an epidemic… Oh!? No, Yuusha-sama, you must leave immediately, or you’ll catch the disease!”
“No, that’s… that’s already fine. Right, End?”
“Yes. The cause of the disease was a curse leaking from a statue in the depths of the forest. And that curse has already vanished. You’re not feeling any pain or suffering, are you?”
“Even if you ask me… really, what exactly…?”
Confused, the Village Chief looked around as other villagers also began to wake up. Naturally, the last to fall, a young girl, woke up and energetically hugged her mother.
“The epidemic has been eradicated, and there were no casualties among the villagers… haha, it seems I was the only fool.”
As if all his energy had drained away, Schwartz laughed weakly. Therefore, I stand beside Schwartz and look down at the sitting Hero.
“That’s right. You were powerless and rash. You should take this opportunity to listen more carefully to others.”
“…Ah, you’re absolutely right. But still, blindly trusting what the Demon King says, isn’t that problematic for a Hero?”
“Even if you say that to me. Indeed, if you completely swallow my words, I too have my concerns.”
Trusting a great Demon King whom you’ve only known for about half a month, or a Hero who doesn’t listen, is about a hundred times more dangerous. In that sense, there’s still hope for Schwartz.
Or rather, I don’t remember him being such a poor listener… perhaps it’s because of the great Demon King setting? It’s difficult to judge properly.
“…Well, that’s it. Indeed, perhaps I should have communicated more clearly. So, Hero, can we agree that it was a mutual misunderstanding?”
“…Is that okay? The one who actually saved this village was, in fact, you, the Demon King… End, right?”
“I don’t care about accolades. If you’re dissatisfied, build up achievements that match the fame you’ve been given. As you grow stronger, eventually you’ll be able to join me in defeating the Demon King. Until then, it can’t be helped, I’ll train you thoroughly.”
“Ha, haha… to think that I, the Hero, would be told such things by the Demon King…”
“Didn’t I tell you? You can’t escape from the great Demon King. Your peace lies ahead. If you want to be released from me, do your best to gain enough strength not to be a burden.”
“Very well. I’ll become strong quickly, defeat the Demon King without borrowing your power… and then I’ll drive you out of this world.”
“Huhuhu, that will be interesting.”
Seeing the Hero’s renewed determination, I also smile slyly. Overcoming the unforeseen involvement of a fragment of a god, a slight trust begins to grow between the great Demon King and the Hero.
