Yes, this world was a dark fantasy.
Unlike fiction filled with convenient plot developnts, it did not treat those who ca from other worlds kindly.
Of course, even in such a world, living just for safety could beco tireso, but the thought of pursuing romance, despite the risks, would inevitably lead to worry.
For , eting Vivian was a stroke of luck and even a rare opportunity.
Life was stable, if not stimulating, and the fact that she helped , not despised , significantly reduced my stress.
Such feelings grew stronger as I looked back at everything I had experienced in the two years since coming to this world as a porter
Are you the new porter who started working recently?
Was it about a year ago?
At that ti, having gained so experience as a porter, I used it to join a hero who was riding a wave of success, accumulating achievents.
A beautiful woman with blonde hair and greenish eyes.
As a sniper who shot arrows from the rear, she had an unadorned appearance, perhaps to maintain stealth, yet her unhidden, haughty charm was striking.
Huh, its a man.
But the reason I still rembered her was not just because she was beautiful, but because, just like the heroes Id seen so far, she was a damned woman
Oh, um, yes. Im a man.
Haah, why is it that everyone who joins the party pretending to be sothing special is always a man?
A female sniper who particularly reacted to n. In reality, including , everyone she glared at was composed entirely of n.
In a way, it was an expected outco.
If one wasnt born with the strength of a hero, the job of an adventurer was not easy for a woman.
Is there a problem with being a man?
Oh, its not a problem with you. Its just that I have a phobia of n. Even getting close to them makes feel nauseous and gives goosebumps
Ah, I see. If thats the case, I understand.
Yes, thats right. So, dont harbor such feelings while were together. We may have to stick together for the duration of the heros duties, but you guys are just rcenaries hired for money.
She might have been the only woman in the party, but they needed to treat her with respect and boundaries.
At first, I didnt take these stern warnings too seriously.
After all, there are all kinds of people in the world, and to live in such a world, one must have so consideration for others.
What? A man cant even handle that? Pathetic.
Yet, such consideration could only be maintained if she also respected .
When she responded to my complaints about the unexpectedly heavy load, my sympathy for her started to fade quickly.
Im sorry. It seems the load is just too much
Well, if you aspired to be a porter, you should be able to carry that much. Besides, as a man, not a woman, shouldnt you be able to endure even if its tough?
Ah, yes. Im sorry.
Is Im sorry all you can say? Pathetic, even for a man.
Even though hes a man, just a man, a man who cant do even that, etc
She claid to have a phobia of n and kept her distance from them, yet she left all the work to the n in the party, mostly just giving instructions from behind.
This attitude persisted not only on expeditions but also during hunts and dungeon raids, even when facing danger
Ha, what? Just collapsed from this kind of work? n are really pathetic.
When the vanguard was in danger due to an excessive advance, instead of expressing gratitude or remorse to him for his efforts for the party, she just hurled verbal abuse at him.
Despite the fact that he had taken on so much risk to protect her as the sniper and in charge of rear support.
Excuse , hero. Do you have any remaining potions? If we leave my friend like this, he might really die
This is for to use, just in case.
But still, the vanguard
Sigh, why should I give the potion I bought with my own money to that guy? If a man cant even endure that much
n, n.
As I heard those words repeatedly, I realized that her self-definition was fundantally flawed.
This woman didnt have a phobia of n; she harbored hatred for them.
After gaining the strength of a hero, she beca intoxicated with her own superiority over n, leading to her extre bias.
Ha, he finally died. How annoying.
With such a distorted mindset and a worldview that exalted heroes, she eventually lost any sympathy for those who fought for her.
It was as if the n who joined the party were nothing more than expendables.
Hey, shouldnt you be the one to take the hit?
Thus, she assigned the role to soone who wasnt even a vanguard, and when that person died, she passed the role to another party mber.
Following her reckless orders, the party mbers vanished one by one, until I was the only one left.
The reason I remained was simple.
If I were gone, she would have to deal with the burdens she had brought upon herself.
Hmm, a vampire.
Despite the circumstances, she was considering a subjugation quest for a vampire roaming in the city we visited on our way back from exploring a dungeon.
Excuse . Now that all the party mbers are dead, isnt it better not to overdo it? Shouldnt we return to the base and regroup?
Heh, talking about overdoing it. Do you think Id lose to just a single vampire?
But still, without a vanguard
Shut up. Who are you to give orders, being just a man? A weak porter without the courage to step forward.
Nothing more to say? Then just carry the load and quietly watch from behind. Ill handle a re vampire easily.
Ah, fine. Let it be as it will.
Reluctantly, I followed her to subdue the vampire that had been terrorizing the city at night, and the outco confird the unease I had initially felt.
So, I ended up trailing behind her.
After all, even a hero couldnt fully utilize the advantage of a sniper position without a vanguard.
Heh, you ca so confidently to catch , and look at you now?
No, this cant be. I am a hero. Why? cough!
Hahaha! A sniper, and you ca alone? Did you scorn your comrades so much that they all abandoned you?
Sh-shut up. Be quiet Cough!
After his taunt, the arrogant vampire kicked and tornted her as she lay defeated.
Despite this, as he observed her struggling to contain her rage, his eyes slowly began to gleam, emitting a sinister magical power.
Well, it looks like so ntal discipline is needed for this rude one.
Ah, ah! Ah!
Her body shook violently, fearfully reacting to the magic.
Along with that, her flushed cheeks signified a profound shift in her emotions.
Charm.
The vampires unique power ensnared the mind, lowered resistance, and facilitated the drawing of blood.
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