ââ¦A hero?â
âYes, a hero.â Zich hit his ears several times with his hands. He tried shoving his fingers into his ear and tried shaking his head to get his act together.
âA hero?â
âYes, a hero. You heard it right. A hero like Glen Zenard. Iâm not speaking in a roundabout way, and thereâs no hidden meaning behind it. I meant exactly what I said.â
ââ¦Me?â Zich pointed a finger towards himself, and unlike his usual self, there was none of his usual composure; he even looked a bit dumb.
But Lyla didnât make fun of him. Honestly, she had a hard time believing it herself. âI also canât believe it. Since my memory is fuzzy, I donât know how you became a hero or how you lived your life, but there was definitely a future where you were a hero. And the name you used in that future was Zich Brave.â
âI got it.â Zich clapped his hands. And with great strength and resolve, he said, âI will never use that last name, Brave.â
âDo whatever you want.â Lyla was not even surprised by Zichâs reaction.
Zich reclined back on his chair, and unlike a few moments before, he looked very tired. âDid I use Estellade during that time?â
âMaybe, I think so.â
Zich tightly held the sword that looked like a tree branch in his hand. Even though he already liked the sword, he now had an even greater appreciation for it.
Zich let out a sigh. âThis is my last question. Do you remember when we first met?â
Zichâs tone sounded like he was mentioning a sentimental memory between past lovers. However, their first meeting was far from something like that.
âYeah, we had a huge fight.â
âItâs because you were very suspicious.â
âYou should consider my position. I was meeting the guy who might become the future Demon Lord.â
âBut I was not the Demon Lord then.â
âNo matter how you looked at it, you were not Zich Steelwall. And definitely not Zich Brave. Then what was I supposed to think when only Zich Moore was left?â
âWell, letâs just say that we both misunderstood each other in our respective positions.â
But this was not the part that Zich was curious about. There was no need for them to get emotional about their past fights.
âDo you remember how you looked at me in that fight?â
âDo you mean when I looked at you as I would look at a future Demon Lord?â
âNo, I mean when you looked at me before you ran away.â
At last, Lyla remembered what Zich was talking about and let out a groan. âThinking back on it, I did look at you a bit differently while I was running away.â
âThat was the first time I saw someoneâs eyes reflect both animosity and sentimentality. While I completely understand the animosity, why did you look at me with sentimentality?â
Since he thought it was very strange, Zich vividly remembered this memory.
âI donât know. At that moment, I just felt sentimental. I donât remember why exactly.â
âIs it related to your hazy memories again?â
âProbably. But I feel like something was different. And I think the animosity was not towards Moore. I canât even pinpoint what that sentimentalism was about.â
âIn the end, this is also a mystery.â Zich put his arm on the armrest in a crooked position and looked up at the ceiling. âOkay, I basically asked everything I wanted to ask you. Thank you for replying.â
âYouâre welcome.ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
After that, Zich and Lyla made small talk. Since they had gotten much closer over the past few days, they were able to converse with ease. During their conversation, Zich suddenly shifted his gaze towards the door.
âCome in.â Zich raised his voice. It was a familiar situation. Likewise, Lyla also shifted her attention towards the door.
âPlease excuse me.â Hans carefully opened the door and went in. From behind, Snoc came in with Nowem. As he did with Lyla, Zich had sensed both of their presences and let them in.
âWhat are you here for?â
âWe wanted to help the people with the cityâs reconstruction. But before we do that, we wanted to get permission from you, sir.â
Since they saved the city, they were being treated extremely well by the city. Even the lodging they were currently staying in was prepared by the city. However, instead of accepting these benefits as something to be expected, Hans and Snoc were grateful to the city and wanted to help with the cityâs reconstruction.
âThen I will also go with you two.â Lyla got up after hearing Hansâ words. Zich also got up as well.
âI should also do some more kind acts before I leave this city.â
ââ¦I canât get used to you saying kind acts at all.â
âItâs my business.â Zich shrugged his shoulders.
âAh, Ms. Lyla, I have something to tell you.â Hans moved closer to Lyla. âSince everything was so hectic, I wasnât able to give this back to you.â
Hans took out the ring that Lyla gave him when they were in the ancient ruins. âThank you.â
Lyla accepted the ring.
âDid you also have that ring when you started gaining your memories?â
âYep.â
Hans and Snoc paid no attention to Zich and Lylaâs conversation. They knew it didnât involve them, and they shouldnât pry for information. When Zich was about to go out, his gaze landed on Estellade that Hans was holding. Since he couldnât find a suitable scabbard, Hans had wrapped a cloth around it.
âPerhapsâ¦â
Zich looked down at his finger. He looked at the finger that used to have the Key That Distorts Destiny in it.
âHans.â
âYes, sir.â
âHand Estellade over to me.â
âYes?â Hans tilted his head in confusion.
Lyla was surprised and said out loud, âWhatâs happening? Itâs strange that you would want to hold Estellade.â
âThe reason why I was able to hold it might be because of the Key That Distorts Destiny that used to be in my hand. Iâm trying to make sure thatâs the reason.â
âThe Key That Distorts Destinyâ¦â
It was the object that used to be in Zichâs finger and was now part of the sword that looked like a tree branch. And Zichâs current sword had a close connection with Estellade.
âYeah, it definitely makes sense that Zich was able to hold Estellade because of the object in his finger.â Lyla still could not understand how Zich was able to pull out Estellade.
âSir, itâs right here.â Hans took off the cloth and pointed Estelladeâs hilt towards Zich.
ââ¦Pweh!â Zich let out a big breath as if he was performing an important ritual.
âDoes he hate it that much?â
Lyla, Hans, and Snoc could not understand why Zich hated holding Estellade that much. However, Zich didnât care about their thoughts at all. Zich grabbed Estellade by the hilt and put pressure on it.
ââ¦You can hold it.â
ââ¦Sir, you can hold it.â
ââ¦Sir, it works.â
Koo.
Zich stared at Estellade with an inexplicable expression on his face. He let out a sigh and dropped Estellade to the ground. ââ¦As expected, this thing is definitely broken. Then thereâs no way I would be able to hold it. Iâm sure that anyone can actually hold it.â
Lyla spat, âStop saying ridiculous things.â
âItâs a holy sword. Look at this, at least I wonât be able to holâ¦â
ââ¦â
ââ¦â
ââ¦â
Everyone became quiet as Lyla was also able to hold up the sword with ease.
ââ¦Iâm okay. I have Nowem.â
Koo.
In the silence, only Snocâs words rang out sadly between them.
* * *
Even though they had lengthened their stay in the city to help with the reconstruction, they were not able to stay any longer. When all the debris and major destruction were cleaned up and new buildings were about to be built, Zich and his companions decided to leave Violuwin.
âItâs so regretful to hear that youâre leaving so soon.â The mayor of the city came out to say his farewells. He had a very stylish mustache, and while paying no attention to his high position, he humbly said his farewells. Zich and his companions were heroes who had stopped the cityâs collapse. Moreover, nobody was able to forget Zichâs explosive strengthâthis was enough to make the mayor bend down in humility.
âWe already received so much in our stay in the city. On the other hand, I feel sorry that we couldn't help with the cityâs reconstruction a bit more.â
âNo, you shouldnât feel sorry! All of you saved the city from destruction and even stayed behind to help with the reconstruction. We were the ones who received more than enough!â
Zich and the mayor exchanged words of humility. Zich ignored Lylaâs bewildered gaze from behind him and didnât erase the smile from his face. And like this, Zich and his companions left the city. However, unlike Zich and his companions who were leaving the city, the people in Violuwin had to worry about their livelihoods. Even though it was fortunate that the city didnât collapse, Violuwinâs future as a tourist site was very worrisome.
Who the hell would come to see the destruction and devastation of collapsed buildings and roads? Moreover, several places that were major tourist sites were also destroyed, and the mayor was not sure if they could even be reconstructed. They needed a new way to bring in tourists.
Then a person suggested to the mayor, âDoes it have to be something physical? Why donât we try selling stories?â
âStories?â
âYes, sir. Even though a terrifying nightmare came upon this city, there were heroes who saved us all.â
The mayor and everyone in the meeting paid close attention to the speakerâs words.
âA city captured by monsters and a mysterious evil group. Peopleâs destinies looked as fragile as a candlelight in front of a wind. Four heroes suddenly appeared in peopleâs time of doom. Isnât this just like a story from a novel?â
âExplain your plan in detail.â
âLetâs first organize the story about our four heroes. We donât even need to exaggerate their stories. Just saying what we heard and experienced would be touching enough. And if we do try to exaggerate, even our truths might be dismissed as lies. Then, after we agree on one story, we spread it to our surroundings.â
âHmmm. And then?â
âWe mark the areas where they fought and set up monuments to write down what they did. Putting up statues in the city would also be a good idea.â
âWhat else?â
âLetâs leave several of our devastated areas as they are to show what happened in our city and further support their accomplishments.â
âHmm.â The mayor fell into deep thought, but he thought this plan was a good method to increase tourism. âWhat do other people think?â
âWonât it be all right?â
âEven though itâs a bit uncomfortable that we are using the cityâs painful history as a means for tourism, I think itâs a good plan.â
âWe have to do what we can to help the city. I think itâs a good idea to at least try this.â
âYes.â
Other people also supported this plan. Likewise, the mayorâs heart was also skewed towards making this plan happen.
In the end, the mayor made his final decision. âSince weâll be able to spread the accomplishments of those who helped us, we can probably make up some of the debt we owe them. Are there any other ideas that all of you can think of right now?â
âWhy donât we make a nickname for each of our heroes according to their characteristics? Thatâll help people remember them better.â
âHow so?â
âWell, we first call all of them heroes, and why donât we add a modifier in front of that? For things like this, itâs easier to remember if you make it simple. For exampleâ¦â The person who spoke up pondered for a while and then said, âWe can give Mr. Snoc the title, âEarth Heroâ since he controls the earth, and since Ms. Lyla is skilled at using magic, we can give her the title, âMagic Hero.â For the remaining twoâ¦â
The speaker tapped his finger on the table. âSince Mr. Hans uses a sword full of light, letâs call him the âSun Hero,â and since Mr. Zich showed us an overwhelming display of strength, why donât we call him the âStrength Heroâ?â
âThatâs not bad.â The mayor nodded. âI donât think we have to continue this meeting any longer. Letâs immediately execute this plan to make them into heroes and use our story to get more tourists to come to our city.â