FFF-Class Trashero Chapter 117

Thank you!

“Sir Hero! A call for help was heard from the other side!”

“It's your imagination, Lanuvel.”

Our path was the same as in the 2nd playthrough. Using the Magic Circle of Spatial Transfer in the capital of the Dumpling Kingdom, we instantly found ourselves in another city. A voice asking for help?

What nonsense.

It had only been 1 hour since we left the palace of the Dumplings Kingdom and went on a journey, and yet something already happened? This cannot be. It's not like the righteous hero is an infectious disease.

“It's true!” continued the capricious Lanuvel, stamping her feet. I also knew that soon she would fall, saying that her feet hurt.

“Hmm. Hero, I think I heard too.”

“I heard it too, Hero Savage.”

The Porter and Thief E also decided to intervene.

“Oh you! And how can you call yourself companions of a just Hero? You were bribed by Lanuvel pretending to be cute!”

“Lanuvel never bribed your companions! And I'm cute from birth!”

“Shut up!”

This is only the 4th day. Lanuvel only said this once in play 9, but I've said it a hundred times to her in the other eight versions. Is this the power of repetitive study? Every day Lanuvel annoys me more and more.

-Question: Shouldn't you have got used to it?

Miss Trainee. If only it were that simple.

“Listen. You dummies have a level below 300, and I am a transcendental being whose level has exceeded 999. Who do you think has the best hearing? If I haven't heard anything, then there is nothing there. You are just newbies who have developed auditory hallucinations due to excess heroism. Got it?”

“Please save me!”

“Help!”

The journey of the Hero's group was very calm!

We raced on horses purchased from the city stable. Of course, I would like to spread the wings of a just Hero and fly in a straight line, but I endured it because the goal of the 9th passage was graduation. If I were in a hurry, I would already be on my way to destroy the Demon Lord.

Combat Strength, Achievements, Reputation, Personality. All four assessments must be kept in harmony. If even one of them is below average, I won't be able to graduate. Combat power accumulated every time I returned, so I didn't need to worry about it now, but the other three should have been given special attention.

Especially the Personality point.

I still don't know the assessment criteria. Even a Hero with 25 years of experience didn't have such knowledge.

Proposal: There is such a proverb. No matter how excellent the horse is, it still needs to be urged on. I know you are amazing, but how about listening to a little to near-minded people?

Miss Trainee's proposal made sense. But the point is, there's no problem that I couldn't solve. With Hiplia's help, I could revive the dead. Heck, I could even reconcile a couple who quarreled endlessly, making them inseparable doves.

Let me think then.

If I resurrect his child at the request of Villager A, then Villager B will also ask for the same. So the rumors will spread, and the same will be wanted by Citizen C from the neighboring settlement, and Citizen D will also send a messenger to request the same services. You couldn't help them all.

I cannot save everyone. And those whom I cannot help will be offended by that. They will begin to criticize my Personality, because of which Achievements and Reputation will also suffer. On the contrary, what was Hero Sieg like? Because of his incompetence, he was constantly at the limit.

But no matter how bad he was, the inhabitants of the fantasy world praised and thanked him for his efforts. How crazy it all was!

Complexity: It is a difficult task…

Miss Trainee. Don't rack your brains over this. Otherwise, you will get tired.

“Ku-ku!”

“Gu-Gu!”

The wild fantasy world was inhabited by orcs who always tried to interfere with my adventures, but not today. Divinity? Dark Energy? Holy Sword? Magic? Companions? All this was unnecessary.

“Spirits, it's time to pay rent. Deal with them.”

If the Spirits stuck to my body tried even a little, the orcs would instantly turn into a handful of ash.

“Nu-Nu-?!”

“Bu-Buuu-?!”

The Spirits of the Earth plunged the orcs' feet into the ground while the Spirits of Fire beautifully roasted them with a flame. The Spirits of the Wind made sure that the smell of how they roasted didn't spread far, and the Spirits of Water washed away the embers left behind. Finally, the Spirits of the Ether prayed for repose for the souls of the orcs.

All this took about three seconds.

“I don't understand why such innocent Spirits follow the Savage Hero. What good is this self-confident and ignorant man…?”

“Ask them yourself.”

“I just gave up when they replied that they like everything…”

Thief E was used to walking on her own feet, so she didn't learn to ride a horse. I had to seat her behind Lanuvel. I refused her impudent offer to embrace me without a moment's hesitation. From that moment on, she began to grumble.

“What's wrong?”

“Think about what people will think when they see two girls sitting on a horse together while a healthy guy rides alone. They will get it wrong.”

“And if, on the contrary, is everything okay?”

Then they would take us for spouses or lovers.

“My ancestors said, the instinct that men and women want to be together is natural like the earth and the sea meet together. I look too inconspicuous next to this archaeologist. How can I, a representative of noble elven blood, be less attractive than a simple human girl. Why does God give preference to people…?”

“Be more confident in yourself.”

“Hmph!”

“You're more attractive than Lanuvel?”

As soon as I saw the face of Lanuvel, who was pretending to be cute, anger boiled in me. If you just compare them, then Thief E was closer to my preferences.

“….Do you think so?”

“And what benefit is it to me to lie to you?”

“To gain trust.”

“I said I'd introduce you to my respected teacher. Complimenting a woman's appearance is like a greeting at a party. Trusting relationships are built on this.”

Lanuvel tilted her head.

“Hmm? Sir Hero's teacher?”

“Didn't I say?”

“No! Didn't speak at all!”

“I said that we are going to a meeting with the Great Being.”

“But you didn't say it was your teacher.”

“Now you know.”

“Sir Hero! Lanuvel thinks lying isn't good! A Hero who was summoned to the Continents of Fantasy less than five days ago cannot have any teacher here!”

Lanuvel was right. During the 2nd playthrough, I just ignored her complaints, but it might get in the way of Thief E's trust, so I decided to explain.

“Our connection with the teacher was established even before I arrived here. Lanuvel, you can hardly understand this with your bad head.”

“Ooh…”

Discussing this and that, we arrived at our destination: the village where Master Mollan lives. Such places could be counted on one hand, but this village was calm, unlike other places in the wild fantasy world. This is because a Great Being lives here.

“Porter, that building over there is a local inn. Leave the tired horses in the stable and take the rooms. Single and triple.”

“Eh? Not two doubles?”

“What for?”

“You and I are in the same room, and Lanuvel and illina are in the other room. Isn't that right?”

The Porter, who almost lost his life during the 2nd playthrough, was quite smart, but in the 9th playthrough, he was slow-witted.

“Who pays for the trip?”

“You, Hero.”

“Then, Porter, let's think logically as you say. I have funds, and I also have to pay for your convenience, although you don't have money for that? This isn't communism, Hmm. If you have any objections, you can sleep outside. I'll save money this way.”

“No!”

The porter rushed at full speed towards the hotel while I went to the village elder's house. Lanuvel and Thief E followed me in silence.

It was now a hot summer afternoon. At this time, it was difficult to even glance at the shadow of a person. The villagers finished all their work in the fields during the cool morning and stayed home to avoid the sun. And from the windows of their houses, they glanced at us.

Expectation: This is where the one who taught you that rogue technique lives here? I look forward to meeting him.

Heh! Miss Trainee, you will respect him too.

“Hey, dummies. I will show you my connection with the teacher. Don't get in the way and just watch.”

I was about to dust off the luxurious clothes I was wearing but realized that the Spirits of the Wind had already cleaned everything. They were smart. Taking a deep breath, I knocked on the door of the village elder's house.

Knock, knock

“Excuse me, but who are you?” I heard a familiar voice from within.

Fifteen years have passed since the second encounter during the 2nd playthrough, but this third encounter wasn't unusual. Although for this girl, it may be alien.

“I came to see the rainbow-colored slime that young miss is growing. I promise I won't do any harm.”

Squeak

The door opened carefully. The girl, holding the slime to her with both hands, asked.

“Who are you, and why were you looking for our Mollan?

Mollan? Master Mollan stirred in the girl's arms. As great as he is, he doesn't remember me either. This indifference disappointed me.

“About sixteen years ago, I received a blessing from your friend. So I came to repay him for it.”

“Sixteen years?! Wow! So Mollan is so many years old!”

Mollan…? Great Teacher. I understand your feelings due to misunderstandings about age but stop ignoring me. Those two behind me are looking at me suspiciously

“Sir Hero. Sixteen years ago?

“The Teacher of the Savage Hero…is so cute.”

At this time, a voice rang out from inside the house: “It's not tidy enough in here to meet such important guests but come in anyway.”

Still, we weren't considered thieves and were invited into the house. Although Lanuvel and Thief E were dressed like vagabonds, I was dressed from head to toe like aristocrats.

And another reason…they don't want to bother aristocrats. This was the principle of ordinary people living in a wild fantasy world where class society was strictly observed. If you understand this, then you have become an adult.

But the girl who opened the door for us was still young, so she greeted us innocently.

“Welcome to our village! Mollan, you say hello too!”

Mollan? Mollan!

We entered the village elder's house. You have to make relationships by yourself.

The movements of Master Mollan, who swayed from side to side for days on end, are truly profound. Because with just one movement, he expressed the most important things. This was different from the tangled skills of the fantasy world. I needed to fully understand this.

“Cough, cough!”

I almost fell into a stupor, spitting blood and falling flat on the grass. Fifteen years had passed since the second teaching, and now my body had an affinity with nature, so I suppose that the third time should have more results.

It was right until this.

Mollan Mollan

Master Mollan, lying on top of me, looked at the landscape. He was very relaxed as he achieved everything.

“Master Mollan. There are no clues on how to cross this insurmountable wall?”

Mollan…Mollan?!

Scolding me, suddenly, Master Mollan crawled inside my trousers. The reason was simple.

“Sir Hero. Have you seen Mollan?”

Because of Lanuvel, who got him.

“No, I haven't.”

“It's strange. I heard he went for a walk with you…if you find Mollan, let Lanuvel know. Okay?”

“Hey, Sir Hero? Are you listening to me?”

“Yeah…”

“Ooh. Where did Mollan go…”

Lanuvel left, leaving me alone with Master Mollan.

Mo, Mollan…?

A smile appeared on my face as the slime crawled out of its hiding spot.

Race: Natural Human

Level: 2765

Specialization: Hero (Experience 500%)

Skills: Spirit MAX, Blessing MAX, Taming SS, Inspiration SS, LIS…

Condition: Holy Sword, Holy Woman, Magic Sword, Sage

The Black Box rose to rank S was a great achievement, but more important was the growth that didn't show up in Status.

Is this all?

“Thank you, Master Mollan!

Mollan Mollan

The compassionate teacher, as always, was humble and gentle.

Chapter end