A Wild Last Boss Appeared Chapter 25

"You did it; it was a success!"

The kingdom of swords—Lævateinn .

Its center, the royal capital, was itself centered on the audience hall of the royal castle .

It was normally forbidden to make a fuss in the audience hall of the king . However, that place was currently engulfed by continuous cheers of delight . At the center was a black-haired youth in his mid-teens . He was confused by his current situation .

How did it all begin?

The youth, who lived in Japan, was following his routine after school, participating earnestly in his club activities and then going on his way home . However, his ordinary life was interrupted by a voice calling him to the extraordinary .

"Whoever can hear us . Please help us . "

It was a call for help . The caller's identity was unknown . The situation was unknown . Even the kind of help required was unknown . Normally, there was neither duty nor obligation to respond, especially when the voice eerily echoed inside one's mind .

A normal person would feel fear and suspicion more than a sense of justice . He could not be blamed even if he ignored it and ran away . After all, people feared that which was unknown . It wasn't a bad thing even if he was afraid and escaped .

However, he was such a nice guy that he could be considered sick . His screws were loose, or perhaps his hoop was off . He wanted to help whenever someone was in trouble . He wanted to reach out whenever someone was lost . This was virtue and benevolence .

The wish to help others unconditionally and without hesitation, or the spirit to help others without the slightest suspicion, was the quality of a hero . But in terms of his own security, it was a reckless and thoughtless reply . Or rather, he had given up thinking at all . Therefore, the summoning, which required a heartfelt acceptance, was established and he vanished from Japan .

—The hero summoning succeeded .

This news immediately spread throughout the country .

It was a dark place .

No light existed in the darkness, as if the surroundings were completely sealed off . Even so, I could unbelievably see in the darkness . I could see my hands and feet clearly . I walked on without hesitation . So I thought, "Oh . This must be a dream . "

As I walked on in the darkness, a familiar room eventually appeared . It was not like what I saw recently in the world of Midgard, but rather it was the room of a house in modern Japan . Surrounded by white walls, this common room was littered with daily items all over the floor, while comic books and light novels lined up on a bookshelf .

Certainly…yes, this was "my" room . The arrangement of the furniture, the computer on the table, everything matched my memory .

But—why?

But—why?

Why did I not feel a sense of belonging in this room?

It was not nostalgic . It was not familiar . It was not comforting . I certainly knew this place, yet it was severely discomforting as if I was visiting the room of a stranger .

Strange . I wondered what was going on .

Even though I felt nostalgic when I saw Aries, why did I not feel the same for this place where I lived?

I looked at the computer that was still on .

X-Gate Online…The screen of the game I knew so well was displayed . But it was strangely hazy and odd…as if it was forcefully placed on a completely different game, losing all sense of familiarity .

That was not all .

It was displayed on the window . I was absorbed in it without a doubt . But looking at it again…—

Suddenly, something grabbed my shoulder from behind . There were thin white fingers . The grip was chillingly strong and irresistible . It was too late when I tried to resist .

Time ran out the moment it was discovered . I would just have to wait for the next opportunity .

Time ran out the moment it was discovered . I would just have to wait for the next opportunity .

And so my consciousness was forcefully "pulled up" from the dream .

"—phas-sama, Ruphas-sama!"

…And I woke up .

The first to enter my vision was Dina, who was shaking me . Next were Aries and Libra, who were standing by the side .

"Ah . Please get up already, Ruphas-sama . Aren't we going to Vanaheimr?"

"…Oh . That's right . "

Hearing Dina's words, my hazy consciousness became clearer .

Oh, right . That was the next destination .

I felt that I was sleeping quite deeply .

I felt that I was sleeping quite deeply .

"Sorry . I had a strange dream . I apologize for not waking up . "

"—What was your dream?"

"…Oh, that…Ah, what was it…Sorry, I can't remember . It seems to be a strangely important dream, but I can't remember it at all . "

What the heck . I had an important dream, but I couldn't remember it .

Well, I knew dreams were like that . Humans would forget their dreams in about five and a half minutes after waking up . This dream seemed quite important to me . Then again, it was not really a big dream, so maybe it was nothing to worry about .

Traveling in Tanaka, our destination was my hometown—Vanaheimr .

This was a small nation in the mountains where the flügels, self-proclaimed people of heaven, lived in small numbers…Rather than a nation, it was more like a settlement . My setting was such that this was also my birthplace . Even though my black wings…

It was just a minor detail, so I didn't think too much about it back then . It wasn't hard to imagine being persecuted for it though .

In the game, besides my black wings, there were wings of diverse colors . Now, that would be the subject of persecution (

"You did it; it was a success!" The kingdom of swords—Lævateinn . Its center, the royal capital, was itself centered on the audience hall of the royal castle . It was normally forbidden to make a fuss in the audience hall of the king . However, that place was currently engulfed by continuous cheers of delight . At the center was a black-haired youth in his mid-teens . He was confused by his current situation . How did it all begin? The youth, who lived in Japan, was following his routine after school, participating earnestly in his club activities and then going on his way home . However, his ordinary life was interrupted by a voice calling him to the extraordinary . "Whoever can hear us . Please help us . " It was a call for help . The caller's identity was unknown . The situation was unknown . Even the kind of help required was unknown . Normally, there was neither duty nor obligation to respond, especially when the voice eerily echoed inside one's mind . A normal person would feel fear and suspicion more than a sense of justice . He could not be blamed even if he ignored it and ran away . After all, people feared that which was unknown . It wasn't a bad thing even if he was afraid and escaped . However, he was such a nice guy that he could be considered sick . His screws were loose, or perhaps his hoop was off . He wanted to help whenever someone was in trouble . He wanted to reach out whenever someone was lost . This was virtue and benevolence . The wish to help others unconditionally and without hesitation, or the spirit to help others without the slightest suspicion, was the quality of a hero . But in terms of his own security, it was a reckless and thoughtless reply . Or rather, he had given up thinking at all . Therefore, the summoning, which required a heartfelt acceptance, was established and he vanished from Japan . —The hero summoning succeeded . This news immediately spread throughout the country .  .

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It was a dark place . No light existed in the darkness, as if the surroundings were completely sealed off . Even so, I could unbelievably see in the darkness . I could see my hands and feet clearly . I walked on without hesitation . So I thought, "Oh . This must be a dream . " As I walked on in the darkness, a familiar room eventually appeared . It was not like what I saw recently in the world of Midgard, but rather it was the room of a house in modern Japan . Surrounded by white walls, this common room was littered with daily items all over the floor, while comic books and light novels lined up on a bookshelf . Certainly…yes, this was "my" room . The arrangement of the furniture, the computer on the table, everything matched my memory . But—why? Why did I not feel a sense of belonging in this room? It was not nostalgic . It was not familiar . It was not comforting . I certainly knew this place, yet it was severely discomforting as if I was visiting the room of a stranger . Strange . I wondered what was going on . Even though I felt nostalgic when I saw Aries, why did I not feel the same for this place where I lived? I looked at the computer that was still on . X-Gate Online…The screen of the game I knew so well was displayed . But it was strangely hazy and odd…as if it was forcefully placed on a completely different game, losing all sense of familiarity . That was not all . It was displayed on the window . I was absorbed in it without a doubt . But looking at it again…— Suddenly, something grabbed my shoulder from behind . There were thin white fingers . The grip was chillingly strong and irresistible . It was too late when I tried to resist . Time ran out the moment it was discovered . I would just have to wait for the next opportunity . And so my consciousness was forcefully "pulled up" from the dream "—phas-sama, Ruphas-sama!" …And I woke up . The first to enter my vision was Dina, who was shaking me . Next were Aries and Libra, who were standing by the side . "Ah . Please get up already, Ruphas-sama . Aren't we going to Vanaheimr?" "…Oh . That's right . " Hearing Dina's words, my hazy consciousness became clearer . Oh, right . That was the next destination . I felt that I was sleeping quite deeply . "Sorry . I had a strange dream . I apologize for not waking up . " "—What was your dream?" "…Oh, that…Ah, what was it…Sorry, I can't remember . It seems to be a strangely important dream, but I can't remember it at all . " What the heck . I had an important dream, but I couldn't remember it . Well, I knew dreams were like that . Humans would forget their dreams in about five and a half minutes after waking up . This dream seemed quite important to me . Then again, it was not really a big dream, so maybe it was nothing to worry about . Traveling in Tanaka, our destination was my hometown—Vanaheimr . This was a small nation in the mountains where the flügels, self-proclaimed people of heaven, lived in small numbers…Rather than a nation, it was more like a settlement . My setting was such that this was also my birthplace . Even though my black wings… It was just a minor detail, so I didn't think too much about it back then . It wasn't hard to imagine being persecuted for it though . In the game, besides my black wings, there were wings of diverse colors . Now, that would be the subject of persecution (

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