231: D81.Courage_3 231: D81.Courage_3 Although she is a Second-transfer Profession, and quite skilled among Adventurers, it depends on who she is compared to.
No need to ntion Great Demons, just today’s Mutant Goblins, if a few more of them ca, they would be hard to handle.
“So, we should adopt a thod to resolve the root cause, at least to have more buffer ti.” The Foreign Soul ssenger squinted her eyes.
“——Since it’s The Black Gate causing trouble behind the scenes, we just need to eliminate them all, which would help Lord Holy Snake and should also improve the situation at the volcano.”
[Hero’s Acceptance (50 ,70 )]
D100=d100(20)=20
→☆→☆→☆→✧←★←★←★←
Rather than snatching chestnuts from the fire, it’s better to pull out the fuel beneath the pot—
After understanding this, the two Female Adventurers no longer raised any objections to the decision of the Foreign Soul ssenger.
Indeed, compared to rushing thousands of miles to an unknown location and to a Sister White Snake they had never t, it is certainly more cost-effective to simply eliminate those secretive Cultists.
Although they revered the White Snake as the Holy Snake, in reality, they had never interacted with this legendary Fantasy Species that guards the Seal, and even with a token in hand, there was still unease in their hearts.
So elders in the Ancient Village had seen the White Snake, but for this long-lived Fantasy Species, a few decades are but a mont in ti, and since their birth, Sister White Snake had never visited the Ancient Village, and those elders who had seen her were no longer able to embark on the journey.
And though the token can indicate a vague direction, it cannot pinpoint precisely; the Female Adventurers were unable to contact Sister White Snake based on this.
Although the Hero said she had once spoken with the White Snake, who was very friendly, the situation was different.
Who knows what state the injured White Snake is in now?
Whether she is too weak to move or on high alert, using Magic to guard herself like a hedgehog?
Even if the other side is truly friendly and simply hiding in her nest, climbing the snow mountain is not an easy task.
After all, she is a Fantasy Species that wanders around the Kingdom in broad daylight; if she truly wanted to hide, they, being completely clueless about Magic, would never be able to reach Sister White Snake.
Compared to the nurous worries about crossing the Highland, the choice to directly eliminate the Cultists is obviously straightforward and clear.
However, after deciding on the next step, the Hero stood up and bid farewell to the few Female Adventurers.
“Are you not coming with us?
Of course, we aren’t forcing you.” The Foreign Soul ssenger looked at the Hero in surprise.
While the Hero seed deeply involved in this affair, it was after all just involvent,
No one had the right to say anything even if she chose to withdraw from this peril.
[Hero’s Communication (30-, 50-)]
D100=d100(26)=26
“Well, I have other matters to attend to.”
The Hero nodded, with a smile.
Besides this, she said no more.
Hearing this, the Arcane Marksman pursed his lips but did not speak, while the Shadow Assassin showed a sowhat regretful expression.
If it were anyone else, they might think the Hero was trying to escape from the battlefield, but since they had fought alongside her, and the Hero had actively stepped out to help them,
The Arcane Marksman had seen the Hero furiously slaying Goblins, and the Shadow Assassin had been protected directly by the Hero, so both naturally did not question the Hero’s choice.
The Foreign Soul ssenger also nodded regretfully, showing understanding.
Their relationship was at most having ridden the sa carriage together, even if the other party had helped, they couldn’t ask for too much.
Although the Hero still held a Profession from the Church, that didn’t an she had the duty to fight with the Cultists.
“I understand, after all, you also have tasks from the Adventurer Guild, if your report can make the guild take it seriously, that would be best.”
“I’m leaving now, take care,” said the Hero, nodding, packing up her backpack, ready to leave with the Gleaming Scale Serpent.
‘Leaving?
Also?’ Looking at the direction she was heading, the Foreign Soul ssenger was slightly startled.
Suddenly, the Hero stopped walking, turned back and said,
“Ah, can I take another look at that map?”
“…Of course.” The Foreign Soul ssenger handed over the map.
The Hero took it, carefully examining the rough terrain lines.
‘The terrain continues to rise… still so distance from the snow mountain region…’
[Hero activates the skill: Extrasensory Sensation]
[Hero engraved the map in her mind]
“That’s enough, thank you.”
She showed a grateful smile and handed the map back to the Foreign Soul ssenger.
The Foreign Soul ssenger didn’t say anything, just silently took the map back, seemingly realizing sothing.
“Then, goodbye everyone, I’ve seen how fierce the Sect Followers can be, please be careful.”
The Hero bowed slightly, her crisp and clear voice seeping into the listeners’ hearts like cold spring water, with her Fog White long hair bound by a Snake-shaped Hairpin fluttering in the wind, blending with the sky.
The three Female Adventurers realized that, compared to themselves who grew up in the village, the young girl in front of them had an inherent nobility in her bow.
It was just that she was too fierce when killing Goblins, making them almost forget that this girl wearing a Finger Claw walking in the Highland was also a Noble.
“Oh, you take care too.”
“Have a smooth journey.”
The Arcane Marksman and the Shadow Assassin paused for a mont, then quickly responded.
“——Catch this.”
Suddenly, under their astonished gazes, the Foreign Soul ssenger threw sothing at the Hero.
Without thinking, the Hero reached out and caught the cylindrical crystal ornant.
Realizing that what she was holding was the Ancient Village’s artifact, the Hero looked surprised at the Foreign Soul ssenger.
“Keep this with you, it might be more useful with you rather than having none.”
Waving his hand behind to stop the companions’ confusion, the Foreign Soul ssenger said earnestly.
“Alright, I understand, thank you.” Realizing she truly needed this artifact, the Hero sincerely thanked.
“…Ah, goodbye.”
The Foreign Soul ssenger wanted to say sothing else but, eting the Hero’s unconfused eyes, rely waved her hand silently, then watched as the Hero’s figure disappeared from her sight again.
This ti, her steps were neither light nor heavy but steadied with determination, advancing straight towards her goal.
“Hey, what are you doing, why did you give away the artifact?” asked the Arcane Marksman after the Hero had vanished.
“After all, we have no use for it anymore,” shrugged the Foreign Soul ssenger.
“No, that’s an artifact passed down for who knows how many years; even if it’s of no use, you can’t just——”
The Arcane Marksman was interrupted by the Shadow Assassin at his side.
“Fool, don’t you understand?”
The Shadow Assassin, who had co to a realization, looked with a complex expression toward the empty horizon.
“Handing over the artifact to her, because she took upon herself our responsibility.”
The Arcane Marksman froze in silence.
For a mont, all three fell silent, with only the sound of the Highland wind whispering quietly.
This isn’t about responsibility.
If the determined Hero could hear them, she would likely reply like that.
Just that back then, she did the sa.
‘The outside is too dangerous for you, you won’t achieve anything if you go’
‘She is a clever girl, she will know how to protect herself’
‘If you go, you’ll only cause trouble’
‘——Leave it to the City Guard’
Yes, back then, when her friend disappeared, when her friend went missing outside the city, abducted by Goblins.
The self that did nothing, the self that chose safety…
Before becoming a Hero.
She did the sa.
‘Wait for others to help’
‘She will figure out sothing on her own’
‘That’s the wise approach’
‘Don’t bla yourself, you have no responsibility’
But, countless nights and wakeful dreams later, the girl kept regretting.
Always, always, always —
Regretting.
Regretting!
If, back then, I had gone to look for her…
If, back then, I had stayed by her side…
Would everything have turned out differently?
Such regrets are aningless, they change no facts; such rashness holds no value, only putting oneself in jeopardy.
She understood, she understood it all.
Yet, I won’t make the sa mistake again.
That’s all.
The Hero clenched the artifact in her hand, the warm crystal sparkling with light.
“Sister White Snake, Sister Snow Woman — wait for .”
[Hero’s Luck]
D10=d10(6)=6
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