Translator: Dreamscribe
Heina del Ardengart.
She was the sword of the great Archmage and the captain of the knight order that protected Rainguard. Her driving force was her respect, admiration, and loyalty toward her lord.
When her lord rescued her from that dreadful battlefield, when he shaved down his own soul to heal her, she swore to dedicate both body and heart to him.
‘Yes, even Erosion cannot sway this loyalty.’
It was true.
“Ugh!”
And that's was why she was wearing an embarrassingly revealing armor and serving as the captain of the guard in Evanth!
Her thighs felt breezy.
Her abdon felt awkward.
For soone who had always covered herself head to toe, it was an incredibly unfamiliar sensation. In any case, her mission was to maintain public order in Evanth and manage and punish the Heroes.
The Heroes summoned to Arsilan by her lord must surely be noble individuals. Heina had once thought sothing so absurd.
Clutching her head from a pounding headache, she exited the guard building and patrolled Evanth. Her deputy and the guards who were knights of Rainsword followed behind her.
All of them were reliable comrades who had once stood back-to-back with her on the battlefield.
Heina imdiately went into duty mode.
“Hey! You! Over there!”
“Yes?”
“No selling on the streets!”
The hero who had been selling herbs and mushrooms on the street looked at her.
It was a female hero who seed to be a gatherer.
“Clear it up. I’ll let it go this ti.”
“Um..., Heina-nim.”
“What is it?”
The hero floated a photo sphere above her head, blushed, and looked at Heina.
“C-could you curse at just once, please!”
"Fine of 20 gold, Penalty Points of 10."
10 Penalty Points ant the sa as -10 Contribution Points.
As Heina stretched out her hand, the deputy quickly wrote up a fine and a penalty form and handed it to the hero.
“Ah.”
Disappointnt washed over the hero's face.
Her shoulders drooped. Heina sighed and opened her mouth.
"Now get lost."
Smile!
At those rough words, the hero grinned brightly and nodded repeatedly.
‘I don’t understand.’
Why?
Heina couldn’t understand it. Still, that hero was one of the better ones. The Heroes committed far too many antics in Evanth.
“Waaah!”
“Who do you think will win?”
The town plaza at the center of Evanth was noisy. Heina headed over.
A male hero wearing only underwear and holding a sword in a bizarre way was glaring at a female hero holding daggers in both hands. Above both of their heads floated the words ‘Duel in Progress’.
That phrase only appeared when both parties had agreed to duel.
“I am Namgung Son, the great lord of the Namgung Clan. I shall yield three moves. Co forth.”
“I am the Sock Thief! I’ll take your ankles!”
There were many spectators, and they were laying down bets and gambling.
“10 gold on the Sock Thief!”
“20 gold on Namgung Son! Let’s go for the upset!”
Heina sighed at the sight.
It was the mont when Namgung Son and Sock Thief charged toward each other. Heina stepped between them with her arms spread wide.
Grab!
She caught Namgung Son and Sock Thief’s faces in each of her hands.
She lightly slamd both of their faces into the ground.
Thud!
Namgung Son and Sock Thief were subdued instantly.
Heina lightly dusted off her hands and turned her gaze toward the spectators who had set up a gambling ring.
“Dueling and gambling are prohibited in the town plaza. Pay the fine.”
Heina glared fiercely at the Heroes who had created the gambling scene.
“Wow! It’s Heina-nim!”
“Hello?”
“Heina-nim, would you like so of this?”
The Heroes were needlessly cheerful.
With that attitude, it was hard to stay angry.
“Fine. I’ll let it go this ti, so disperse quickly.”
“Heina-nim, I love you!”
“You’re so cool!”
The Heroes squealed with delight.
Sighing deeply again, Heina looked at Namgung Son and Sock Thief collapsed on the ground and raised her hand. Light burst from the ring her lord had given her, and their information appeared.
[Lv.4] Namgung Son
Gender: Male
Race: Human
‘Beware of the elderly, won, and children! As expected!’
Namgung Son is currently subdued.
[Special Notes]
- 2 days ago: Picked up and ate discarded bread from the ground.
- 1 day ago: Illegally manufactured and distributed a pill using herbs.
Heina looked at Sock Thief’s information.
[Lv.5] Sock Thief
Gender: Female
Race: Half Elf
‘Heina-nim, ehe~! So pretty. Wanna make love with you~!’
Sock Thief is currently subdued.
Sock Thief is wearing a lewd smile.
[Special Notes]
- 2 days ago: Caught stealing Tia’s socks (Wanted status).
*Note from Tia: Why did you steal socks with holes in them? Please get rid of her before others find out!
Heina looked at the information and was speechless for a mont.
“Take them in.”
Clack!
Both were handcuffed, and the guards escorted them to the Underground Jail of the guardhouse.
Heina personally interrogated them.
“Namgung Son, you illegally manufactured and distributed pills.”
“I was making the Shaolin Great Pill.”
“100 gold fine, 20 penalty points.”
"Gasp! But a martial artist does not waver."
Heina glared at him.
“Why are you walking around wearing only underwear?”
“The sky and wind are my clothes, and the earth is my shoes, what’s the problem?”
"Then I'll help you remove your skin leather too."
“I’m sorry! Please let it go just this once!”
Thud!
Namgung Son slamd his head into the desk.
With the added charge of public indecency, one day of underground confinent was added.
Heina then interrogated Sock Thief.
“Sock Thief, you stole Tia-nim’s socks. A warrant has been issued.”
“Ehehe....”
“But why did you steal socks with holes in them?”
“That’s the important part! I only take those that were going to be discarded! It’s a secret, but they say it’s good for making certain substances. So if you sell them on the black market....”
Heina’s eyebrow twitched.
“Five days ban from Adventurer’s Guild access, 200 gold fine, 100 penalty points, and donate 100 Horned Rabbits.”
“Ah...! Heina-nim, by any chance....”
“If you say one more word, I'll make you wear shackles for the rest of your life."
“Wah!”
Heina tossed Namgung Son and Sock Thief into the deepest part of the guardhouse’s Underground Jail.
[Namgung Son and Sock Thief have obtained a Title!]
[-] Criminal
Title given to those imprisoned in the Underground Jail.
The title cannot be removed for one week.
*Reputation -100
(Due to decreased reputation, you will suffer disadvantages in Evanth.)
“Phew.”
Back in the guardhouse office, Heina picked up a cup.
If there was one good thing that ca with the arrival of the Heroes, it was this coffee. They said it was just a imitation made from herbs and berries, but Heina liked it.
[Heina.]
At her lord’s Magic Communication, Heina hastily set down her coffee cup and stood up, saluting.
“Sir! No issues during duty, sir!”
[Is the work manageable?]
“...Yes! Of course! I am perfectly carrying out the mission you assigned to !”
Heina hesitated briefly before answering.
[Are you really okay? If it’s too much....]
“Not at all! I am truly happy! I, Heina del Ardengart, am the happiest person in the world! Not difficult at all!”
Heina shouted with conviction.
[I’m glad to hear you’re that happy. I’ll count on you going forward.]
“Yes! Thank you!”
[Ah! I’ll be summoning more Heroes soon.]
“Yes! Underst..., what?”
Heina was montarily at a loss for words.
“Uh..., my lord, how many Heroes will...”
[Just a light batch of fifty thousand this ti.]
Heina squeezed her eyes shut.
[Hmm, it could increase more.]
“Ah....”
[Anyway, I was worried, but it seems to suit you, so I'm relieved.]
Fifty thousand Heroes...
W-was this a dream?
Heina found it hard to speak, but she forced her lips open.
“Yes! It suits very well!”
[Good, that’s reassuring. Then keep up the good work.]
“Sir! I will continue my duties!"
She stood at attention until the Magic Communication had fully disconnected.
Thud.
Once it ended, she slumped into her chair with a heavy thud.
Slurp!
The coffee she sipped again was unbearably bitter.
“Sigh.”
The night of the guardhouse deepened with her sigh.
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