“Bring him baaaack-!!!!”
Finally, the hero couldn’t endure any longer.
Covered in tears, she frantically looked around for the porter.
It was a foolish choice.
She shouldn’t have let him go.
Arrogant overconfidence had caused this disaster.
“Ha… ha….”
Left all alone, she felt dizzy, her vision blurred.
The fear that anyone could stab her in the back at any mont made her want to vomit.
“Lin… Lin…! Where are you, please…!”
Lucy, hyperventilating, finally burst into tears, crying loudly.
“Liiiiin-! I was wrong… I was wrong… sob…!”
“Lucy, no matter how much you cry, the porter isn’t here. Just give up.”
“His na is Lin! He’s not just a porter!”
The saint, unable to watch any longer, tried to restrain her, but the hero violently shook her off.
Clang!
Even the sacred sword, Hononima, was pointed at them, causing Naidrian and Arsil to stiffen.
Of all tis, the mage was also absent, and the hero went berserk.
Right in the middle of the court with all eyes on them.
“Alright, alright, but Lin isn’t here…”
“Don’t you dare speak his na with that filthy mouth!”
“What are you going to do about it, you narcissistic bitch!”
Even the foul-mouthed saint Arsil exploded in anger.
She wanted to slap her, but it was the hero she was dealing with.
Cutting off her own arm and throwing it at her had a higher chance of success.
‘There’s no other choice.’
Naidrian, the high elf, quietly knocked an arrow laced with paralyzing poison.
Thud!
A dagger thrown by the hero embedded itself in the wall right next to her face.
“Hero, what are you doing…!”
“Do you think I don’t know? Just like that ti, just like that day! You’re trying to stab in the back again, aren’t you?”
Arsil swallowed hard.
Only they knew what the hero was talking about.
‘Damn it, should we have kept the porter with us?’
They let him go too easily.
She was foolish to think it would be alright.
“Only Lin treats like a person, only Lin thinks about .”
The hero sank deeper into her thoughts, her muttering intensifying.
A dark aura began to emanate from her, gradually dimming the surroundings.
“Naidrian, shoot!”
“Ugh, really!”
The arrow flew with a cracking sound but was caught and broken by the hero’s hand.
Even the arrow disintegrated into dust, consud by the dark energy.
“See? Now what do you want to take? You already took my arms last ti, so what now?”
“Hero, that’s not our intention…”
“Hmph, fine, have it your way.”
“Arsil!”
Naidrian tried to explain, but the foul-mouthed saint couldn’t control her temper and provoked the hero.
“This ti, we’re taking Lin.”
Stop.
Ti seed to freeze.
The hero stood still, staring at them without a single movent.
Her eyes had lost focus long ago.
As everyone held their breath, watching the situation unfold, Lucy slowly lifted Hononima.
“Co to think of it… you’ve never once asked for my forgiveness…”
The dark energy flared up like a fire, with red eyes glowing ominously within it.
“And now you want to take Lin away from …?”
“You sure do talk a lot!”
The saint also put on her dragon scale gloves.
As she wore them, divine power crackled like lightning, revealing their violent nature.
“Co at . One hit will put you to sleep. I’ll make sure you’re out cold until the porter returns.”
A fierce storm of darkness raged as the hero scread.
“I can’t sleep without Lin’s heartbeat-!!!!!!!”
Furious, the saint and the shaking elf archer once again bared their teeth at the hero they had already betrayed once before.
anwhile,
“So if I describe the recipient’s features, the letter will be delivered automatically?”
“Yes! With love, hate, and information, we deliver it anywhere!”
“Then this, to Hero Lucy.”
“What?! To the hero? I-if it’s not too much trouble, could I get your na…?”
The mail carrier reacted strongly, and the masked man quickly waved his hands.
“Ah, just a porter. It’s a letter letting her know I’m doing well.”
“I see! With the demon king back, the hero’s party must be very busy. I’ll deliver it quickly!”
“Please do.”
Watching the mail carrier quickly disappear using his teleportation skill, Porter Lin stretched leisurely.
Wow, that’s an ultimate high-level skill, and an ordinary mailman uses it so casually.
“Even though we’ve been apart for a while, there’s still no news. I wonder if Lucy’s dependency has improved?”
It had been weeks, but there was no news from the capital.
If it were the old Lucy, urgent news about sothing or soone getting smashed would have arrived by now, but nothing so far.
“Good! I think it’s ti for to exit the story.”
***
Of course,
“You hid him, didn’t you? He’s mine! He’s only for ! Lin… Lin..! Without you, I…”
“Ugh! Shoot her with the paralyzing arrow to shut her up!”
“You provoked her, Arsil!”
Things were far from okay.
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