Hero Of His Own Opinion

Chapter 5

The throne room was no more than a hundred squares. Stucco, tapestries, stained glass Windows. There are marble slabs on the floor. The entire room was crossed by two rows of columns that rested on a pedestal with a throne. And Yes, the king was alone, without a Queen. Last time I didn't pay attention to it, because I felt uncomfortable with the acrid Ambre of the aristocracy's perfume and their buzzing presence. At least a hundred pairs of eyes were boring into me then, which was unpleasant. I just wanted to get out of this anthill as soon as possible.

But today everything is very different, quiet and smooth. King Vadis is on the throne in a magnificent outfit, next to him is a plump old man with a long gray beard in a black cassock (give him a cross on his belly — and one in one pop Christian), five soldiers-guards in polished and enchanted armor on each side. I also noticed mantas looking down at me with a condescending smile.

I knelt with the Heroes before His Majesty, with the girls on my right and the boys on my left. We marched from the door to the throne, then knelt to await the king's will.

"Stand up," Vadis said imperiously. I wonder how many years he's been practicing that intonation?

A pleasant-looking man, obviously watching his physical form. A small curly beard with sideburns as black as his short, straight, wiry hair. Looks about 40-45 years old. And the look ... Yes. I did, I admit. It's hard to look such a person in the eye for a long time, goosebumps run down your back, you just feel worthless.

While I belatedly looked at the person to whom I had taken the oath of allegiance, Algirdas gave me a brief report from the Dungeon tour. At the end, he held out a small bag, from which he could hear the rattling of glass balls.

Okay, I'm feeling a little sick with foreboding.

– And how did your new fellow Hero Vladimir perform in the first foray through the Dungeon?

ilina took a step forward and, hitting herself between the Breasts, began to praise me. And the more he listed the number of monsters I'd killed, the worse it got.

– Yes? the king expressed surprise on his face. "So many monsters?" This is commendable! Please show me your catch, Vladimir.

He looked straight at me, and I stood there like a statue, not even knowing what to say to him.

— What Is... Catch...

I looked like a complete i***t, feeling Spanish shame for my stupid words. I don't know what everyone wants from me.

"Monster cores, of course.

The king chuckled, and I even heard the guards chuckle, and then silence again.

"I don't have any," I said truthfully.

The king raised his eyebrows, and the Bishop started to whisper something in his ear, but the king waved him away.

"Where are they?" "what is it?" he asked curiously.

— I don't have any." I [Absorbed] them.

— What does that mean?" Vadis asked, somewhat perplexed.

I just shrugged.

— I [Absorbed] them. What else can this word mean

?

I didn't think much about cores as money at all! I'm a moron. Probably lost a fortune in the eyes of others. Yeah, that was stupid.

"I don't think you quite understand the state of things in this world," the king said icily. I could see that he was angry: his eyes were burning with anger, and the vein that swelled on his temple. I felt uneasy, was it really that serious? — Since you are not from the main draft, you need to join our society more than anyone else. And loyalty, strict obedience to the orders of the crown, compliance with all rules and regulations will serve you well in the future. The crown will provide you with everything you need in return. So be grateful that we are already investing in your development, which seems very dubious. And now, Vladimir should work out with the respected Mantas, so that he can assess the degree of progress. The rest of the Characters can be free. Thank you for your service — " he finished, clearly not addressing me.

The king rose from his throne and left, followed by the entire procession of guards. Only mantas came down to the Heroes and shook his head as he stopped beside me.

"Please," the old man said, pointing to the exit, and I obeyed.

I was puzzled by the king's speech. What does the crown mean by investing in me? Of course, they didn't make the call, but I didn't ask to join the ranks of the Royal Heroes! Obey without question? Yeah, right now. To me the kernel of the mobs needed. And what is this story with a dubious future that the king had in mind? I feel like I'm not that much of a Hero, which is why my attitude is so much simpler than the others.

Training with Mantas was normal, except for the old man's satisfied smile. That is, he also put me on the shoulder blades in hand-to-hand combat, even with a dagger against an unarmed mantas, I could not do anything. M-Yes, and I thought that I became much stronger. Naive! The teacher's level was 97, while the other heroes ' level was 45-51. I don't care about these monsters growing and growing.

Battered and exhausted after two hours of training, I got up from the floor again. Sweat was pouring down, and my body was stiff. But it was in my nature to always get up, no matter what.

Mantas laughed without malice.

— You're still the same stubborn. Well, I think that's enough.

I relaxed and hobbled to the bench, sat down with a sigh of relief and picked up a towel that was lying there to wipe my face. The old man looked at me carefully, and then came over.

— You're not the first hero Like this, " he said, patting me sympathetically on the shoulder.

"What do you mean?" I was wary.

– Previously, there were also Heroes who could not raise the level in the training hall. Only in combat.

I breathed a sigh of relief. Of course, he wasn't referring to my past life or the curse of a failed summon. But mantas took my reaction in his own way.

— It's hard to fight a man seriously, I understand. It's one thing to kill monsters, but it's another to kill your own kind.

– Teacher, tell me, is it serious that I didn't bring the core? I asked carefully.

The old man shrugged. — It's not really that much money, at least for mining from the first levels. But the fact itself is alarming. You Heroes are fully supported by the crown. It has long been a tradition to give the loot to the king, as a sign of respect and gratitude for the care. Not to say that this is a commitment, it just became quite natural. And your defiance isn't fatal, it just leaves some unpleasant residue.

"But, master...

"Shut up," he said. — I don't need your excuses. Just please don't hide anything else. It's a tradition.

– Teacher! What did the king mean when he spoke of my dubious success as a hero? the old man

's

Cheek twitched nervously.

— I didn't want to talk to you about it, I forbade the Heroes. This is not something that should have filled your head from the first days. But still, I will say. If you ask that question, you'll soon know the answer without me. There is a basic call once every fifty years, but this does not mean that no one can be called in between. The only problem is that the abilities of such Heroes are significantly reduced. You have 250% progress, the others have 600%. Do you understand me now? Of course, you are a head taller than ordinary citizens of this world, but at the same time much lower than true heroes. In addition, the intermediate call weakens the Heroes of the next main one. The longer you live, the more you can achieve, the weaker the heroes will be, or only four will be called up.

I looked at the old man in horror.

— Then it turns out that it is easier to get rid of me! I voiced the obvious conclusion.

"Don't be silly! "Very few people know about this fact, and for the General public, the intermediate hero is only relatively weak. And you're still a Hero anyway. To take your life is a sin, and even if you are weak, a Hero is a Hero, the country and the people need him. If you are killed, there will be unrest, including in the main five. So please be careful. Obey orders and don't be impertinent.

After saying that, he turned around and left the hall. I sat for a while longer and went to my chambers.

All my meager possessions were overturned, the furniture was overturned, the feather bed was thrown against the wall, and the fluff covered the entire floor of the room in an even layer.

I just grinned at this demonstrative search and went into my own bathroom. Yes, I had one, a stall to clean up with a barrel of water and a toilet. I'm like an aristocracy now. True, my water was only cold, but I can't complain.

When I came out, my teeth chattering from the cold, I found Rue in the room. The woman was carefully sweeping up the feathers and putting them in a bag, and the bed was already freshly made. I walked up to her quietly and slapped her on the back of the head. She screamed and blushed.

Oh, those women! As if for the first time! Most importantly, she was obedient and knew her place. I needed to get warm right now, so I took the broom and dustpan from her and threw them on the floor. Then he came close and hugged her, beginning to kiss her.

How simple it is: no relationship! Just take it and use it, good, she herself does not mind.

* * *

Rosalia came to see me that evening. Our girl in her usual outfit: black stockings, a short dress with a full skirt, two ponytails. What a lovely girl she was!

— Hello, Rosalia! I told her with a smile. "How

are you?

" And you? she looked a little preoccupied.

I laughed, causing the girl to be surprised, then sat down on the bed and crossed my legs.

"No, Rosalia. No one scolded me. Only the room was turned upside down.

She came very close, as if trying to see into my soul.

"Did you find it?" — she whispered with a serious look.

"No, of course not."

The girl straightened up and turned away.

"Don't do that again," she said in a moralizing tone. – And in General, it is better to return. It's not yours.

"What?" I c****d my head and looked at her carefully. — I extracted the cores myself, risking my own life. Why are they someone else's and not mine?

"Because they belong to the crown!" the girl pouted and stamped her foot. How cute she is, just a child. Just as naive. — And you didn't get all of them yourself, we certainly got more than half of them!"

— I don't have any, anyway.

"Did you hide them

?

" I [Absorbed] them.

— Well, there you go again, she again stamped her foot and pouted. — You couldn't have eaten three hundred marbles!" I'm not small, don't deceive me!

– Why did you give up these cores to everyone? I sighed. — Have you come to me just for that?

Rosalia hesitated and blushed slightly.

— I just wanted to thank you.

– Exactly! I got out of bed and clapped my hands. "Shall we go for a walk in the city?" I've been wanting to see the Adventurer's Guild for a long time.

I was almost to the door when Rosalia hugged me from behind.

"Don't go," she said softly.

"You mean don't leave?" Won't you come with me? — I was surprised.

— Don't you know?" "what is it?" she asked.

"I don't know what?"

— You're under arrest and can't leave our wing.

"Well, that's fun. "I

Don't know

," she said, still speaking softly to my back.

— Then what do we do?" I wanted to take a walk with you.

I opened her hands and freed myself to face her. More precisely, the navel. Did I mention that I'm 185? It barely exceeded one meter forty.

– Really?

How it crumples, so funny. I put my hand on her head and stroked her hair between her ponytails.

— Well, of course.

— Then... Then let me thank you.

"Yes, of course.

I

stood in the middle of the empty space of the room and looked at her curiously. Hm. Her hands were empty, maybe there are pockets in the full skirt?

I wonder if I had any daughters. I was childless in my previous life, and I had several sons when I was the demon King. Unfortunately, most of the memories were lost. What would my daughter look like?

Lost in my own thoughts, I didn't pay attention when Rosalia came up to me and put her arm around my waist. I just instinctively patted her on the head and then it dawned on me.

Rosalia undid my belt and started to pull down my pants!

I jumped away from her in horror. Why did she do it? The girl looked at me in confusion.

— What are you doing?" I asked her, puzzled, and backed away.

— I wanted to thank you...

— How did you want to thank me? — I was beginning to guess, but I didn't want to believe it. She, she... So small.

I backed up to the bed and sat on it, then started to tighten my belt.

"But how?" "she was already standing next to me and suddenly pushed me hard, so I lay down again. And climbed on top of me. "How does a woman usually thank a man?

"

She moved on, holding up my shirt, which I immediately tried to put back in its place.

— What are you doing?" I shouted in fright and grabbed her by the forearms and tried to throw her off. Then I felt her gain weight. What's it? In fact, it was like two hundred kilos, not thirty-five, were pressing down on my stomach. "What is it?"

— This is my skill [weight Gain].

She took my hand by the wrist and pulled it away. Holy s**t! I completely forgot that this girl exceeds me by more than thirty levels! How many power points does she have?!

Rosalia tore my shirt with the Royal symbols with one hand (!) and leaned over, lightly kissing me on the lips.

Kapets, comrades. I was terrified. A little girl tried to r**e me!!!

– Rosalia, what are you doing?

"Just relax and enjoy yourself," was all she said, pulling off her dress and leaving her completely n***d. Ezhkin cat, she took off her panties in advance and so came to me?! That's the dream of a pedophile!

and what should I do now?!

the

Girl threw her legs and sat on my stomach on the contrary, with her back, and continued to unbutton the belt. Then she pulled off her pants and froze.

– Rosalia! Stop it! This isn't funny anymore!

"I — I don't understand," she said softly.

— So I don't understand, why are you doing

this —

– Why is it not worth it?! "what's wrong?" she squeaked.

"Who

is he?

"...

– Nooooo! Don't touch me there, and stop it!

— don't you like Me? she looked at me over her shoulder with such a pitiful look...

I gathered all my willpower and sat down, hugging her from behind. And tried to cross his legs. That damn thing! I lifted her up as her weight returned to normal. He got out of bed, holding her down with one hand and pulling on his pants with the other. I turned around and put it on the bed.

She was very soft, blushing, and ready to cry. I loomed over her, but as soon as I saw the hope in her eyes, I squeezed the edges of the bedspread and covered her. She grabbed the cloth and wrapped it around her. And she whimpered.

Oh, well, damn it.

I fastened my belt, took a replacement shirt from the dresser, and sat down next to him.

"Rosalia," I called softly.

The girl sobbed.

"Rosalia, why did you do this?" How did you even get the idea to thank me like this?

She was silent.

"Rosalia, honey, you're just a little girl...

"What?" she jumped up, glaring at me. "What do you mean, small?"

"Well, you, this is...

– I'm 21 years old!

Slap on the forehead. I'm an i***t, I completely forgot that they have been here for 9 years and their bodies don't change... I might hurt her right now.

— You are my colleague, how can I...

Got out of it, yeah.

— So what if I'm a Hero?" I'm a woman and I want affection.

Said something as pathetic, and she is all red and hides her eyes.

— You said yourself that we are heroes First, and men and women second.

— But I, I... I wanted to make you feel good!

" Just smile and don't cry, okay? I'd be very happy if you did.

She turned away and asked in a low voice:

— Is it because my body isn't developed?" Is that why you're not interested in me as a woman? If I were like Aigle...

She whimpered again, and I imagined a cold and arrogant blonde trying to r**e me. Oh yeah...

I instinctively ran my hand over my chin. What is it, saliva? Oh, I'm a p*****t, old me.

"I'm sorry, Rosalia, you are dear to me as a friend. One day you will find someone who will love you as a man loves a woman. Unfortunately, it's not me.

She sobbed.

– Let me go to our square, and you'll catch up with me when you get dressed. Okay?

— Yeah.

I went to the door and turned around. She was still wrapped in the blanket.

"Rosalia, have you had a man before?" I asked, sensing that she might have been influenced.

"No," she said, a little uncertainly. "Not exactly.

"Not exactly?" No, it doesn't matter. I'll be waiting for you downstairs.

Well, no, I don't want to know what was meant by her "not quite". Probably girly teen bullshit. Although Yes, I feel sorry for her. In the body of a child, a 21-year-old girl, albeit slightly infantile.