Chapter 329: D118.Your Na_3
She looked towards the audience below, and every pair of eyes below was also gazing at her.
Perhaps so people were seeing the Hero for the first ti, but they were certainly not unfamiliar with her existence—they had all bathed in the light of the Forbidden Curse that enveloped the entire Highland.
In those eyes, there was admiration, infatuation, and longing…
The Hero’s mood suddenly cald down.
“I am not anyone extraordinary.”
Under the effect of the amplification magic, the Hero’s clear and soft voice spread throughout the entire venue.
“From childhood to adulthood, I was never particularly intelligent or talented, always a disappointnt to my parents, and I turned to friends for consolation.
“Even the reason why I beca a Hero, appears trivial and laughable to many. I chose this path solely because I wanted to kill the Goblin.”
These words elicited a few suppressed whispers; clearly, not everyone was aware of the girl’s vengeance.
However, the audience below quickly quieted down again, seriously listening to the girl’s sincere words.
“At that ti, I always felt that my life was gray, with no trustable hope, and no future worth looking forward to.
“Yet, ironically, I possessed many things people dream of… a healthy body, a Noble birth, a talented profession—even formidable Strength, a gift from the world.
“I was so blessed that I felt ashad to voice my troubles and confusion—it felt overly indulgent, like an insult to others who truly struggle, to those who earnestly try to live.”
Below, expressions of Nobles turned solemn, and faces of commoners showed confusion; clearly, the Hero’s speech was entirely unexpected.
“Sotis I even wondered, if I were not born into a Noble family, if my life were more unfortunate, even if I were weaker, would I be able to complain rightfully, might I have had a happier life, would I… not need to do those great and correct deeds?”
The Hero gave a self-deprecating laugh.
“But—” she raised her head, scanning around, she saw the encouraging smile of the Count, and saw those warriors below who had been helped by her and who had also helped her.
So familiar faces that were no more and could not be seen again surfaced in her mind, softening the Hero’s smile.
“There are still people willing to share their joy with , willing to listen to my troubles.”
Her voice was gentle yet full of strength.
“So of them have profound knowledge, so have kind hearts, so have happy families… Although these things cannot be shared or given, although they too have their own troubles and desires, they all help in their own ways, helping soone who has so much yet still feels unsatisfied.”
The Hero’s voice beca firm, her posture upright.
“So, everything I possess, must also exist for monts like this.”
Looking at the Hero’s smile, everyone recalled the countless teors that illuminated the night sky after the battle on the Highland, rembered the girl’s unconditional gifts and giving.
To help those in need—
“Perhaps I have not expressed myself clearly… but in any case, I am truly glad, to be able to help you, to see everyone’s smiles.” Her voice softened, touching people’s hearts.
“It makes feel, that it’s wonderful to have such Strength.”
The girl on stage bowed deeply towards the audience below with a gentle smile.
“—Thank you.”
The warriors had varied expressions; so wore gentle smiles, so showed looks of appreciation, many eyes sparkled with fervor, and there were so who appeared indifferent, seemingly unmoved.
But the gaze of everyone was unanimously focused on the girl on stage, as if attracted by an invisible force, unable to look away for a long ti, even montarily forgetting how to move.
The bowing Hero closed her eyes tightly, nervously awaiting the audience’s response.
The brief silence seed to elongate ti, making her heartbeat accelerate.
Just as the Count was about to raise both hands, preparing to lead applause, suddenly, a burst of erald green light started flickering rapidly on the girl’s silk-wrapped shins.
The Hero suddenly opened her eyes, reflected in her erald green pupils was the light illuminating from the Stigmata on her shins, despite being concealed by the silk.
She had not activated her Magic Power deliberately, yet the Stigmata flickered rapidly, also bringing a faint tingling to the Hero’s shins, as if eagerly conveying a ssage.
The Snake-shaped Hairpin at her ankle also opened its eyes, a Crystal Core erged on the forehead, and the glowing Holy Seal intertwined with the Stigmata.
‘Your Majesty, this is…’
Hearing the hesitant telepathy from the Gleaming Scale Serpent, the Hero instantly understood the aning of the light.
—Ergency assistance from the Church!
[Hero’s subsequent actions—]
1. Rally
2. Fly♛
The Hero’s surprise lasted only a mont before she quickly reacted.
“—I’m sorry, everyone! Soone needs help, I have to go!”
The horrifying scene of the village that had been assaulted by the Goblin, still vivid in her mory, etched in her mind, made her actions urgent.
Her expression tense, she straightened up abruptly, without much thought, her body reacted naturally, Magic flas surged rapidly, the intense Strength instantly emanated from her body, enveloping her.
Her ceremonial dress and silk stockings faded away in the flas, leaving behind only a graceful Phoenix in her place,
The Hero spread her golden-red Feather Wings, her long tail feathers fluttering among the sparks, a clear cry echoed throughout the military area,
Then she took off, rapidly ascending, like a teor across the night sky, heading directly towards the Church’s ergency signal.
[The Hero received the Blessing of Growth]
50–Experience Points
50 Luck value (1~3 tis)
70 Attribute value♛
90 Skill Level
96 Skill
D61 39=d61(35) 39=74
[Due to the Blessing of Growth, Hero’s Universal Attributes 1]
[Commoration: True Na Weaving]
[Segnt number]
D2 1=d2(2) 1=3
[Number of letters in the first na]
D4 1=d4(1) 1=2
[Number of letters in the last na]
D4 1=d4(1) 1=2
[Initials of first and last na]
2d26=d26(22) d26(20)
[True Na Weaving: V?.?.T?]
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