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Chapter 130: Click (2)

Of⁠ all the people⁠⁠‍ affected by the​‍​ Holy Kingdom of​⁠ Eldorado’s decision to⁠‌⁠ send the expedition,⁠‌ who was the⁠‌ most confused?

Kadir,​⁠​ the friend of​ the previous Hero?​‌‍

No.‍​‍

Ludwig,​‌‍ or the families​​⁠ of the expedition​⁠⁠ members?

Not‌‍ them either.

It‌⁠ was Asella, the​ runaway Hero connected‍​‍ to Ludwig.

‘Why…‌‌ would the Holy‍‍ Kingdom… do this‌ to Master…?’

Inside‍‌⁠ a room at​​ the inn where‍‌ she had barely‍⁠ managed to find⁠​ lodging.

Only​‍ the light of‍⁠ a lamp illuminated​‍‌ the room as⁠ Asella carefully read‍ the newspaper.

Shocking!​‍‌ Was the reason‍‍ a traitorous Hero⁠ was born the⁠​‍ instructor of the‌‍‍ Holy Knights?

Twisted​​ ideas inevitably create‍‍ twisted beliefs.

Eldorado’s​‌ ideological inspection. Those​‌‌ who do not‍​ pray to the⁠‍‌ Goddess Aris once​ a day will​‌‌ be considered subversive⁠⁠ elements.

Only​ one day had‍​​ passed.

Just⁠ one day since​‌ the news spread⁠​‍ that the expedition‍ had deserted, and‌ newspapers like these‍‌ were already appearing.​‍

It⁠​ looked like a smear campaign that⁠‍ had been prepared‍ in advance.

Asella​​ was completely bewildered.‍

And‍ the thing that‍⁠⁠ hurt her the​⁠​ most was Ludwig.‍⁠‍

Ludwig,⁠​ former instructor of​⁠​ the Holy Knights.‍​ He turned out‍⁠​ to be someone​⁠⁠ who insulted Aris.⁠‌

Ludwig,​​⁠ the Holy Knight⁠⁠ of Blasphemy. Where‌⁠ is he now?​

The​‌ Holy Knights who⁠⁠‌ were trained by‍⁠⁠ him are currently‌ undergoing a large-scale‍ investigation.

Ludwig⁠ was the instructor‌​⁠ responsible for training⁠​​ and educating the​‌ Holy Knights.

Asella​​ knew better than⁠⁠‌ anyone how upright​​ and inflexible he‍‌ was.

She⁠‌ had grown up⁠​‍ under his guidance‍⁠ and had eventually‍​ been chosen as‌ the Hero.

She‌ could even feel‍‍⁠ how much he‌ cared about her.⁠⁠​

To⁠ an orphan who‌ had never known​​​ the affection of​⁠ an adult, Ludwig⁠‌⁠ was practically a father.

‘There‌ must be… some⁠​ misunderstanding… There has‍⁠​ to be…’

Asella⁠ tightly clenched the‍ newspaper.

Eldorado​‌ had done nothing⁠⁠ but disappoint her​ over and over​‌⁠ again.

But‌‌⁠ Eldorado was a nation founded to​‍ worship the gods,‌⁠‌ including Aris.

It⁠‍ was also the‍‍ place that had⁠​ raised an orphan‍‌ like her and‌⁠‌ turned her into​​ a worthy Holy‍​ Knight.

‘Is‍⁠​ all of this…​‌ my fault…?’

Asella‍ remembered the moment‍‍​ she drew the​⁠‌ Holy Sword, Revolution.​

The‌⁠‌ instant she grasped⁠‌‍ it, the Goddess⁠​‍ herself descended and‌ granted her a revelation.

And‍ the contents of​ that revelation were​‌‌ difficult to believe.‌⁠‍

A shocking prophecy that‌‌ declared she would‌ be the one‌⁠​ to destroy Eldorado.‌⁠

At⁠ first, she thought‌​⁠ it had to‍​​ be a mistake.‍

But⁠⁠‌ by the time‍ she came to‌⁠ her senses, she‌​⁠ was already a fugitive.

After​ that, Eldorado publicly​​‌ proclaimed her a traitor.

And‍ that was how⁠‍‌ things had reached⁠​‌ the current situation.⁠

‘But‌ I’m not a traitor…’

The​‍ person who knew⁠​⁠ that best was‌‍⁠ Asella herself.

That‌⁠⁠ was why she‌​​ believed the Goddess​‍‍ Aris had made​ a mistake.

To‍ say that a goddess had made⁠⁠⁠ a mistake could‌ be considered blasphemy.‍

But‌ Asella’s circumstances were‌⁠ enough to cause‍ true cognitive dissonance.​

‘If⁠⁠ I could prove‌​‍ that I’m not​‌​ a traitor, would‌​ Master be able‍‍ to restore his‍​ honor?’

Ludwig’s‍​ honor was already‌ being destroyed.

Eldorado‌‌ had complete control‌​ over the media.‌‍⁠

And⁠⁠ on top of​⁠‌ that, the matter‍‍⁠ had grown too‍​‌ large.

Even‍ the Immortal King’s‍​⁠ incident seemed to‍ be getting covered​⁠‌ up.

It‍⁠‍ weighed heavily on‍ her chest.

Lately,‌​​ Eldorado had shown​​ her nothing but‍ its most disappointing‌​‍ side.

Perhaps⁠ that was its⁠ true face.

Perhaps‍ until now it‍‍⁠ had simply worn‍⁠⁠ the mask of⁠‌ the “Holy Kingdom”‍​ while pretending to‌ be the hero.⁠

‘The‍‌​ Holy Kingdom I knew wasn’t like‍ this…’

The‍​ Eldorado Asella knew⁠‌ was a wonderful⁠‌ place.

A nation where everyone‌ lived happily under​⁠⁠ the protection of‍‍‌ the gods, including⁠‌ Aris.

A place protected by‍ Holy Knights filled‌ with the spirit​ of sacrifice and⁠⁠ service.

A place where even⁠⁠‍ orphans could fulfill‍⁠⁠ their dreams and‌‍‌ even become Heroes.‍

However,‍‍ its recent actions‍ showed the exact‌‍ opposite.

‘It’s⁠⁠‌ only lost its‍​​ way. No one‌​ lives without getting‍‌ lost at least​‌ once.’

Just‍ as people lose​ their way, perhaps‍ nations do as⁠‌ well.

Eldorado‍⁠ had originally been​⁠‌ founded to stand‍‍‍ against the Demon⁠ King, Mephisto.

But⁠​ as culture began‍​⁠ to develop, Mephisto​‍‌ adopted a policy⁠​ of peace.

He‌​​ became so obsessed​ with ball games‌‌ that he ended‌⁠⁠ up rejecting violence.​​⁠

He‌‍‌ even offered a sincere apology.

And⁠‍‌ that caused Eldorado​ to lose its​ path.

‘Times‌‍‍ like these are‍⁠‌ exactly when you‍ have to keep‍‌ believing. Because abandoning‍ someone when they’re⁠⁠ suffering the most⁠​​ is the worst⁠‍ thing you can‌‍⁠ do.’

It‍ was a lesson⁠‍ Ludwig had taught‍‍ her.

Staying⁠⁠ by the side​⁠ of those who‌‍​ are suffering was​ the greatest virtue⁠ of a Holy​ Knight.

And​‌ that did not‌​​ change even if​​ the one suffering​‍⁠ was a nation.‌​⁠

Asella‌ reaffirmed her resolve.‍‍​

Unaware​ that one of‍‍​ the people suffering‍ the most in‍‌⁠ the world was‌ herself.

The‌ other was working​‌ himself to the​ bone in the‌​ Four Seasons Forest.⁠⁠

‘I‌⁠⁠ wonder what Mr.⁠‍ Grills is doing⁠‍‍ right now.’

Feeling‍ curious about him,⁠ Asella entered the‍ gallery.

Thanks⁠‍ to Grills giving‌⁠​ Ludwig a sword,⁠ the expedition had‍ been able to‍‌ scatter without danger.‌

Even⁠‌ the newspapers claimed​​ that Ludwig had​ wielded an evil‌⁠​ “demonic sword” to‍‍⁠ save those men.⁠⁠⁠

Moreover,‍​​ numerous testimonies were‍ circulating through the⁠‌⁠ gallery.

Asella‍‍​ was convinced that⁠⁠‌ the gift had‌‍‌ come from Grills.​

Title)‍ I really hate⁠‍ the sky.

“Huh?!”​‌

Asella​ let out a strange sound, as​‍‌ though she had‍ bitten her tongue.⁠

There‍​ was no other​⁠⁠ way to react‌‌ after seeing Grills’‍‍‌ latest post.

Since‌‌‍ ancient times, the⁠ sky had been⁠‌ considered the domain​‍ of the gods.‌⁠

It​‌ was far too‌ important to ignore.‍‌‍

‘Don’t​ tell me Mr.‌ Grills committed blasphemy​‍‍ again…’

Since‍‌ he committed blasphemy​‌ all the time,​​ she immediately decided‌​​ to read the⁠‌‌ post.

And‌​ if that really‌​‍ was the case,⁠​ she planned to‌‍‌ give him a good scolding.

Title)‍ I really hate​​ the sky.

WildGrills⁠⁠

Video⁠‌⁠ of rain falling‍‌ in front of‌‌ the cave

How⁠‍ long had it‍‍‍ stopped raining before‌ it started pouring‌​ again? Damn it.​

I put waterproof covers‍‍​ over the kiln​ and the smelting⁠‍ furnace, so they’re‍ fine, but I think the fish‌​ traps are going​‌ to get washed​‍ away again…

I’m‍‌ sure the sky‍⁠‌ hates me. That’s​‌ why I insult⁠ it.

└HeavenlyDemon:​ You hate the⁠ sky? Then do‍⁠ you hate me‍ too?

└WildGrills:‌‍‌ No, no. You’re⁠‌⁠ an exception, HeavenlyDemon​​ haha. You’re above⁠‌‍ the sky itself.⁠​

└HeavenlyDemon:‍‌​ You’re right.

└Damn.​ Those two really​‍‌ get along great⁠‍‍ lol.

└Look‌ at them, they’re​ made for each⁠ other lol.

└Did​ you two become​ friends or something?‌​ lol.

└Do‌‍ people go to‍⁠ the Four Seasons⁠ Forest to socialize?‌⁠⁠ lol.

└You⁠ have to admit‌‍ it. This goes⁠‌‌ beyond simple camaraderie⁠ ;;

└Seriously‍‌‌ lol. The Four​ Seasons Forest should‍ be an exception~‍‍​

└Swordmaster:​⁠ Maybe because it’s‍​⁠ a forest, it​ seems to rain⁠ very often. Why​​ don’t you take​ the opportunity to​‌‍ train?

└WildGrills:‌⁠‌ I’ve been doing‌ that this whole‌​⁠ time, but the‍ only thing that‌‌​ keeps increasing is‌‍ the size of⁠ my aura.

└Swordmaster:​ Huh? ;; What​ kind of training‍ are you doing‌​⁠ to become so⁠⁠‍ absurdly strong?

└WildGrills:‍⁠ Well… I practice‌⁠ my cultivation method,‍​ take an internal⁠‌ core, practice my​‌​ cultivation method again,⁠​‍ and that’s it.⁠‍‍

└Swordmaster:​‌ Are you saying⁠‍ you take internal‌‍ cores like they’re‍ medicine?

└WildGrills:‌‍⁠ For now, yeah.⁠‌‌ I leave some⁠‍‍ for Sloth to‍ eat, but I still have plenty‌‍ left over. Is‍ that weird?

└Swordmaster:​‌‍ Incredible. It’s the‍ first time I’ve‍‍ ever seen someone‌​⁠ swallow internal cores‌ like they’re pills⁠ ;;;

└That’s​‍⁠ why he’s becoming‍ absurdly strong lol.⁠⁠

└Won’t‌​ his aura eventually‍ reach the sky?‌

└Then‍⁠‌ is he going‍‌‌ to shout, “My⁠ aura will pierce​​⁠ the heavens!”?

└Wasn’t‍‌ that the Ridiculously​⁠‍ Strong Sword Saint’s‍​‍ line? lol.

└Yeah‌⁠​ haha. Back then‌‌ I thought it⁠‌‍ was cool as​‌‌ hell, but now…⁠⁠ lol.

└What’s‍‍​ wrong with it?‍⁠‍ I still think​‍‍ it’s cool.

└StarlightPrincess:​​‌ Don’t hate the‍‍ sky too much.‌‌​ I hated it‍⁠​ too, and fortunately,‍⁠ I managed to‍‌​ survive.

└WildGrills:⁠⁠‌ It wasn’t the‍‍​ sky. I was‍​‍ the one who‌‌ helped you.

└StarlightPrincess:​‍ If you put⁠⁠ it that way,⁠‍‌ I have nothing‌ to say. But‍ you shouldn’t think‍‍‍ so negatively either.⁠ It’s always important​‌‍ to maintain a positive attitude!

└WildGrills:​⁠ Did you do‍ that, StarlightPrincess?

└StarlightPrincess:‌‍‍ No hahaha. Every​ day I waited‍‍⁠ for the moment‌⁠‍ I would die.​‌‍

└WildGrills:‍‍⁠ Ma’am… ;;

└StarlightPrincess:⁠​‍ But just as⁠⁠⁠ I met Mr.‍ Grills, perhaps someday‌​ you’ll also meet⁠‌ someone who changes‌⁠‍ your life.

└And​​‌ when will that​⁠⁠ day come?

└The‌ only thing that’s‍​ certain is that‌⁠⁠ we’re talking about⁠​ months lol.

└They‍‍ say Ludwig entered‍‍‍ the Four Seasons‍ Forest. Someday they’ll‍ meet. Though it’ll​ be in heaven‌ lol.

└You​​‍ really are a terrible person lmao.‍‌

It‍​‌ was not a post where he⁠​​ hated Aris.

He⁠‌‌ was literally cursing​​ the sky itself.​

But​ indirectly, his dislike‌‍ toward the gods‌ could be seen​ everywhere.

‘A⁠⁠ person who would​ rather hate the‌​​ gods than hate​‌‌ people…’

Asella​‍​ fell into thought.​‍‍

Could‌​ she change Grills’‍⁠​ heart?

But⁠‌⁠ if he could‌‌⁠ not hate the‌ gods, he would​​ end up hating​ people.

For⁠‌⁠ many reasons, she⁠‌ felt that she⁠​‌ needed to think‍⁠ more deeply about⁠⁠ Grills’ way of⁠⁠ seeing the world.‍‍‍

Human‌​ beings are creatures​⁠ incapable of living​⁠ without hating something.‌​

It‌​ is not for⁠‌⁠ nothing that emotions‌​ are summed up⁠⁠ as joy, anger,‍​ sorrow, and happiness.‌‍

‘Then,‍⁠‌ I’ll have to‍​​ try to make‍⁠‍ him hate them‍‌‍ a little less.’‍

Asella’s⁠​ characteristic optimism surfaced​⁠ once again.

While‌‍ the comments continued⁠⁠ to pile up⁠‍ on Grills’ post,‍⁠ she left one‌⁠​ of her own.‍⁠⁠

└HeroDontThrowAway:​ Times like these​‍⁠ are exactly when⁠ you should pray⁠‌‌ to the heavens!⁠ Try asking for‍‌⁠ the rain to⁠‍ stop!

└WildGrills:⁠‍ Don’t come here‌‍ selling smoke.

└HeroDontThrowAway:‍ The gods don’t‍​​ sell smoke!!! Please,⁠⁠​ just listen to‌​​ me this once!​

└WildGrills:‍‍ Fine… All right.‍‍ What am I supposed to say?‍

└HeroDontThrowAway:⁠​ Offer this prayer!⁠ “Oh, Aris, Goddess⁠​ of War and‍ Wisdom. Please calm​​‌ the wrath of‌ the heavens and​​ grant me the​‍⁠ freedom to move.”⁠

└WildGrills:‌‍⁠ Wait a moment.​​ I’ll pray with⁠⁠ those exact words.‌​

└HeroDontThrowAway:‍‌ Very good!

Perhaps​​‍ all her attempts​⁠ to persuade him⁠​​ had finally worked.⁠‌

Grills⁠‍​ had replied that‍​‌ he was going​‍‌ to pray.

Though,​‍⁠ in reality, he‌‍ was only doing⁠⁠ it because he​ had nothing better​‍ to do, Asella​‍⁠ was simply happy.‌‌

‘With‌‍ this, maybe he’ll‌⁠‍ stop hating the‍ gods quite so‌ much.’

Asella‌​ quietly waited for‍‌ a new comment.⁠​

She‍⁠ hoped that something⁠ good would happen.‍

About⁠​⁠ thirty seconds passed.⁠​⁠

Grills‍ did not reply.⁠​​

Title)‌ The head moderator‍​ is a scammer!!!​

Instead,‌⁠‌ he simply made‌‍ a new post​ that left Asella’s​‌⁠ eyes wide open.​‍

Without‍⁠‌ hesitation, she opened‌ it.

Title)​​‌ The head moderator‍‍ is a scammer!!!‌

WildGrills⁠‍

(Video‌ of the outside‍⁠​ of the cave‍ under a torrential‍ downpour, as though‌​ a hole had‌⁠ opened in the‍ sky.)

What?‍

The‍‌ gods are supposed‍⁠ to answer prayers?​‌‌

What​​‌ nonsense.

I’m‍ sure the gods​‌‌ hate me too.‌​

He‍‌ had prayed…

And‍‌‌ all he got‍ was even more​ rain.

That​ was what the​‌​ post said.

Asella‍‍‌ stared silently at⁠​‌ the gallery before‌ closing it.

‘M-Miss‍⁠ Aris can’t always‌⁠‌ grant every single‌‍ request!’

It⁠​ was a reaction​‍​ very characteristic of⁠‍ Asella and her​ endless optimism.

Knock.⁠‌‌ Knock. Knock.

“Excuse‍‍ me, guest. Are​​⁠ you inside?”

It‌ happened just after⁠​ she had closed‌‌‍ the gallery.

Someone‍ knocked on the​ door.

Asella‍​ immediately recognized the‌⁠ voice as the⁠‌​ innkeeper’s.

But‌‍ almost by reflex,⁠​‍ she circulated her​⁠​ mana.

After‍ doing so, she‍ not only sensed⁠‍⁠ what was behind​ the door.

She​‌ also checked the⁠‌ presence of everyone​​ inside the inn.⁠⁠

‘There’s‍‌ someone with the⁠⁠‍ innkeeper.’

And​ it wasn’t just⁠‌ that person’s presence‍ that was suspicious.​

‘Are‍⁠‌ you sure she’s​​ here?’

‘Yes.⁠⁠​ I’m sure I saw orange hair.’⁠⁠

‘Then​​ we’ll go in​‍‍ immediately. You’ll receive‍‌‌ your reward once‍‍ the traitor is‌ captured.’

‘Thank‍‌​ you very much.’‍‌​

They‌⁠​ were speaking in⁠ very low voices.​‍‌

But​‍⁠ Asella could hear​​‌ every single word.​‌

Rather⁠ than hearing sounds​‍ directly, it was‍‍ as though their⁠ presences had taken​‍⁠ shape.

‘They’ve⁠ already found me…’⁠

She​‌‍ had not even​ stayed there for‌‍⁠ many days, and‍ they had already‌⁠ tracked her down.‌⁠⁠

Asella‍‍ bit her lip‍‌‍ and hurriedly began‌⁠ to prepare.

The‍​‍ first thing she‍​ did was grasp‍ the Holy Sword,​ Revolution, and head‍ toward the window.⁠‌​

‘I​‌​ still need more‍ time. Time to‌ prove that all‌​ of this is‍⁠ a misunderstanding.’

She⁠ opened the window‌‍‌ and jumped outside.⁠

Craaash!‌​

At‌‍​ the same moment,⁠⁠ she heard the‌ door being smashed​​‌ open.

The​ pursuit team had‌​‌ entered.

But​ Asella had already‌​ escaped through the‌​​ window.

All‍⁠ they could do​ was find an​ empty room.

‘Oh,⁠⁠ Goddess. Please grant⁠​‍ me the strength⁠⁠‍ to overcome this‌⁠ trial.’

Without‍ losing faith in⁠⁠ her goddess, Asella‌ continued to flee.‍​

While‍⁠ Asella began her‍ escape from her​ pursuers.

“Aaaaah!!!‌ You damned animals,‌​ get out of⁠ here!!! This is⁠‍ my house!!!”

“Kyieeeeng!”‍‍

“Kieee!⁠⁠‍ Kekek!”

Grills‍⁠⁠ was being forced​ to deal with‍ an unexpected wave‌‍​ of beasts.

“Get⁠⁠ out of my​​‌ house right now!!!”‌‌‍

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