My Laziness Made Me a Hero

3.2. The King's Room

The woman wore a black suit and red tie, a very formal work dress. She was fair-skinned. A scar ranged across her left cheek, which did not decrease her beauty by any means. Long, dark brown hair; thin, trimmed eyebrows and hazel eyes. Her twins seemed like a F-cup, and she was about 2-3 inches shorter than the blonde. How unfortunate. As this woman would get old, her melons would sag and wrinkle. This is why, flat breasts are immortal! *Ahem* More of that later.

To the girl's words, the King replied, "I have already forgiven him, but it is a tragic event. I have lost 2 loyal archers in the process. They were key soldiers in the war against the Dwarf Kingdom, but now that they have died, I'm afraid the battles will have a brutal outcome." 

The woman bowed once more, "Please do not worry. We heroes will change the outcome of the war. Allow us to join in the fight."

The King smirked from above. Not only had he got the heroes to eagerly serve him, but he had also made them participate in his wars. The reason he had kept all those soldiers next to him, was to get rid of the arrogant, self-serving heroes. In a way, the young boy was right. And now, he was about to be sent to his death. The boy was carried by a maid who entered the room through the hall.

The King spoke, "Now then. With that settled, I shall put the boy in one of the rooms. Once he awakes, he shall be trained well. But until then, I must check all your statuses. As you all do know, saying the word "status" makes it possible for you to see your skills, and your characteristic details. But saying "status open", allows everyone to see those details." 

Heh? This is the first I've heard of this. I spoke the word in a hushed voice, "Status." 

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HP : 89/100 

MP : 15/100 

Skills: 

[Popcorn] [Beer] [Glassmaker] [Laziness]

Option: 

[Return to Goddesses Domain] 

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Huh? What the hell is this? Popcorn? Beer? Laziness?? Huff... I guess I'm useless here. As the others uttered the words, "Status open", a screen appeared in front of them just as it did for me when I said the word 'status'. I quickly said "Status open" as well, and waited for the next instruction. 

The King continued, "Now, as you have been informed by the goddesses, skills, have tiers. These tiers divide skills into strength, so it goes without saying that those with the stronger skills are stronger. Skills with tiers 1-4 comprise of basic magic. This level of magic can be learned through grimoires. Skills with tiers 5-7 are considered high magic. It is hard to acquire such skills. Finding a high magic grimoire is almost impossible. Beyond this, lie unknown levels of magic. There have been some across every generation, capable of possessing such level of magic. These gifted individuals are called as 'Rooks'. They choose the next Kings. This level of magic is ranged between tier 8-10. With that said, heroes are granted better skills from the moment they appear. So if any of you have high magic skills, step forward." 

Out of the 6 people present, 2 stepped forward. One of them was the woman from before, while the other, was a muscular man. 6 foot tall, and he looked nothing short of a bodybuilder. A bald head and a long black beard. He had bushy eyebrows and black eyes. He wore a leather jacket, a red t-shirt and trousers. He was nothing short of a beast. 

Before the King could speak, the blond hero entered back into the room with a sword. Blood covered his attire and was splattered across the left area of his face. He laughed like a madman as he entered, "HAHAHAHA. You fool! Did you really think I would serve a worthless man like you? You're just as worthless as those other 7 heroes. It didn't even take a minute to kill them all." 

"You have no worth. I'll take over your kingdom as the new King, and I'll pillage your villages." The man walked up the stairs. As the archers shot arrows towards him, the man cast a spell, "[Multi-Shot Beam]" A red beam passed through the arrows they had launched and pierced the archers. They were all dead. The man continued walking. 

The King flinched as he saw the young man laughing. Between all this drama, the muscular man left through the door, and the woman hit her hand on her head. She was agitated. The rest of the crowd was scared and didn't know what to do.

On the other hand, I used this time to practice my glassmaking skill, and made a bowl. I then used my [Popcorn] skill and added popcorn to it. In all the hustle and bustle, I started eating popcorn. I already died long ago anyway. So I used this moment to enjoy the show. Though, using the skills felt weird. I could feel a bit of my strength leave my body. But it goes without saying that I kept my eyes open. This whole incident felt similar to something straight out of a manga. There's no way I would miss out on viewing a manga-like situation in 3D. 

As the blond approached the guards, the guards cast the spells, "[Gravitate] [Earth Barrier] [Blinding Light] [Fireball] [Wind Arrow]" As the blonde covered his eyes to avoid the blinding light, two attacks came towards him. Once he noticed the attacks, in that short moment, he managed to cast spells, "[Barrier] [Barrier] [Light Beam]" 

As one barrier broke, a beam of light cut through the earth barrier, and broke the stone wall into rubble. The light beam had went unnoticed by the guards due to the blinding light. In between the commotion, the guards near the door, were whispering some sort of a chant.  

After the first wave, the blonde cast more spells, "[Multi-Shot Beam] [Dead Strike] [Light Beam]"  The beams, aimed at the three, immediately passed through the guards and the King. They were significantly faster this time. The guards died, while the King was left on his knees. 

"How?", the King was shocked, "How did you manage to pull it off? I even cast 3 barriers beforehand..." 

The blond smiled as he grabbed the King's head by his hair, "What did I tell you? You have no worth. You deserve no reply. Just die." 

The blond lifted his sword high, and spoke, "[Flame Sword]" as he then decapitated the King. 

After all this, the agitated F-Cup spoke with her hand still on her head, "You i***t! You ruined my plan! I was going through all this trouble to capture the King! Urghhh!! He's immortal, dumb fuck."

The blond turned to the woman, "Huh?"

As the King's head rose once again to his body. He stood up behind the blond, as he smiled, "Well then, I guess it's time for you to die. Belfrost!! Maeyr!! Kill them all. This batch is useless."