Zich looked behind him. There was a woman bowing low while heaving with her hands on her knees like she had hurriedly chased after him. The most notable part about the woman was her bright yellow hair. It was trimmed neatly and hung over the shoulders, wavering every time she took a breath. After recollecting her breath, she straightened her back and her black eyes shot towards Zich.
She was a hard-to-come-by beauty, and even the light freckles on her cheeks added to her charm.
âDid you call me?â Zich asked. She nodded eagerly.
âY-Yes, I did! You are sir Zich, right? The one who saved Violuwinâ¦!â She then fumbled through her bag and pulled out a rolled piece of paper. When she opened it up, there was a portrait of Zichâs face. Unlike the portraits of heroes that were on sale in the streets that contrasted the real faces of Zichâs companions, the portrait she was holding was remarkably accurate. Anyone would have been able to pick out Zich with just this painting.
âIt was a really expensive item! Very hard to get too! Iâm sure there isnât another portrait thatâs drawn as accurately as this one!â She smiled prettily and gleamed with excitement. Zich stared at the portrait.
âIt seems like someone who knows my face has drawn it. The artistâs skills are considerable too.â It was clear that the item was pricey and rare, and Zich nodded in agreement. âI think the title of hero is too much, but it is true that Iâm the person who helped when monsters ambushed Violuwin.â
âIt really is you!â She grabbed both her hands and jumped up and down. Still, she clutched the portrait carefully so she wouldnât crumple it. âAh, I almost forgot!â She searched through her bag again and pulled out a pen and ink.
âIf it isnât too much of a bother, could you sign hereâ¦?â
Zich laughed in astonishment when he saw her pen. It was already soaked in ink, and with it, he signed his signature elegantly on the lower right corner of the portrait.
âCould you also write, âTo dear Marilyn Frill?!â
âIs that your name?â
âAh! I forgot to tell you my name!â As if she had witnessed the sky crashing down, she let out a small shriek and quickly introduced herself. âMy name is Marilyn Frill! Sir Zich, I have admired you ever since you saved Violuwin!â
âUh, Ms. Frill?â
âPlease call me Marilyn!â
âMs. Marilyn, could you please quiet down first?â Zich had disguised himself so that other people wouldnât notice him, but it was about to become meaningless now. The people in his surroundings were even beginning to show an interest in him. It wasnât that his identity was revealed, but the small commotion had attracted some attention. However, it seemed like he would be found out if he let Marilyn go on.
âAh, s-sorry!â Marilyn covered her lips and arched her head low. Her voice became much quieter than before.
âItâs fine, miss. Just please keep your voice low like now.â
âYes!â she clasped her hands together and answered. âBut Sir Zich...â While addressing him as politely as she could, she took a step closer to Zich with admiring eyes. They were already too close considering that they were a man and woman meeting for the first time, but Marilyn didnât seem to mind such matters. âWhy did you come to Violuwin again? Where are your other companions? Ah, perhapsâ¦!â
As if she realized something, her eyes turned wide. âIs Violuwin going to be ambushed by monsters againâ¦!â
Her voice rose to an even higher level than a scream, and Zich blocked Marilynâs mouth. They received attention from their surroundings again from more people than before. It didnât seem like they recognized Zich, but he couldnât feel relieved about it. âThey are not looking at me like a criminal, but their glares are still pretty suspicious.â
If they caused any more commotion, someone might call the guards. Although some time passed, the city had been attacked by a swarm of monsters; furthermore, since this place was a tourist city, surveillance was much better than other places.
Zich took his hands off Marilyn. He had to get rid of the gazes that were suspecting him as a criminal trying to forcefully kidnap a girl.
âDidnât I ask you to lower your voice?â
âIâm so sorry! I got too excited!â
Marilyn nodded again. Most people turned their attention away after seeing that. They made sure that Zich wasnât someone trying to kidnap a woman in the middle of the day. Yet, it wasnât like he was able to free himself from all the gazes.
âLetâs change locations first.â As soon as Zich suggested it, Marliynâs eyes sparkled.
âTWould I be able to meet the other heroes?â she asked. It seemed like she also wanted to see Lyla, Hans, and Snoc. She rolled back the portrait with Zichâs signature and put it in her bag. When Zich peeked inside, he saw three more rolled pieces of paper and guessed what they were.
âUm, I have to think more about thatâ¦â
âWhat? Would I not be able to meet them!â Her voice grew louder and attracted attention from her surroundings once again.
Zich sighed and said, âFine, letâs go.â He was a hundred percent sure that she was calculating all her actions.
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âWow! Wow! Wow! Wow!â She exclaimed in admiration exactly four times while comparing the portraits she was holding to Zichâs companions. In the end, she took out Zichâs portrait and compared it with him again.
âShe really does like me.â Zich wasnât being narcissistic. Even though Zich wasnât stingy about complimenting himself, he was more cautious about people liking him; however, he wasnât mistaken that Marilyn liked him.
Rather than showing romantic interest, Marilyn showed so much admiration for Zich that a five-year-old kid passing by to look for places to play would have easily noticed her affection.
âAh? Youâve gotten one more companion?â Marilyn said this while looking at Elena.
âAnother companion joined us while traveling.â
âSo youâre saying that sheâs a new hero candidate!â
âA h-hero candidate! Iâm not such an amazing person! Iâm just learning magic from my teacher, Ms. Lyla!â Elena quickly denied such claims, but it didnât seem like Marily accepted this explanation
âI understand! So the new hero candidate is a disciple of a hero!â
âA new heroâ¦Iâm not a great enough person to receive such an astounding title!â
âOh my, but isnât it fine? Ms. Lyla is a renowned hero in Violuwin, so I doubt that someone like her would carelessly choose someone to be her disciple. So if I may ask for your nameâ¦â
âIâm Elena Dwayne.â
âIâm sure that Ms. Elena will definitely become an amazing hero. Youâre even traveling with the other heroes as well.â
âI donât think Iâll become such an amazing personâ¦â
âYou have an amazing teacher, right? So Iâm sure youâll definitely become an amazing hero.â
Elena hesitated. Even though she thought that Marilynâs assessment of her ability was exaggerated, it was hard to deny her words since Marilynâs overestimation of her ability was based on Lyla, her admirable teacher. Marilyn passed Elena while she could not find the right words to say and officially began addressing the other companion.
âYou must be the Sun Hero, Mr. Hans! The bright light emanating from your brilliant sword must be truly fantastic!ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Hans awkwardly replied, âAh, t-thank you.â Even though he had gotten quite used to harsh travels and battles, he wasnât used to such direct compliments yet. Moreover, his nickname as the Sun Hero was also embarrassing. On the other hand, he also felt happy. It felt as if his dream was slowly coming true. This was also the same for Snoc.
âThe one holding the small mole must be the Earth Hero, Mr. Snoc! Your ability to lift the earth and drop it is truly formidable!â
âT-thank you.â Snocâs reaction was not much different from Hansâ. Compared to him, Nowem loudly cried, âKoo!â
âAnd you must be Ms. Lyla! The one who annihilated monsters with her powerful magic! Youâre an astounding beauty at that! Iâve heard that men clutched their hearts after seeing you and couldnât fall asleep!â
âThank you.â Unlike Hans and Snoc, Lyla calmly accepted Marilynâs compliments. However, Lyla felt overwhelmed by her discipleâs admiring eyes, and she tried her absolute best to not turn towards Elena standing next to her.
âAndâ¦!â Marilyn stared at Zich. She amplified the sparkle in her eyes a hundred times more. âThe leader of this party of heroes and the hero swept the monsters in this city with his overwhelming strength! Even his name is the Strength Hero! The very picture of a hero who led three other heroes to save Violuwin in the midst of danger!â
Marilyn took one step towards Zich and said, âSir Zich!â
âHmm, yes, I am in fact Zich.â Zich withdrew a step back as if he found this quite wearisome. Even though Zich had no qualms about people complimenting him, this type of compliment was too painful for him. After all, wasnât she complimenting him as a hero?
âIt makes me want to throw up.â Zichâs complexion became pale. Even though Marilyn was able to perform the astounding feat of making Zich pale in horror and take a step back, she seemed completely oblivious to her achievement. She merely looked around and made a bright smile.
âI never imagined that I would be able to directly meet the heroes of Violuwin like this. I wonder if this is all just a dream!â Marilyn pinched her cheeks. It seemed as if she put a lot of strength into it since her cheeks immediately reddened. The pain must have been intense, but her cheerful face didnât change in the slightest.
âIt really is real!â Rather than pain, it seemed as if her happiness was much greater. âAh, I canât believe I almost forgot!â She quickly shuffled through her bag and took out portraits of them.
Hans, Snoc, and Lyla were startled as Marilyn pushed their portraits toward them and a pen dipped in ink. However, they soon carefully signed their names on their respective portraits. Even though most of them merely wrote their names in clear handwriting, Marilyn was extremely happy with them.
Koo!
There was even Nowemâs footprint in ink next to Snocâs signature. She also received Elenaâs signature. Marilynâs claim was that since Elena was going to definitely be an amazing hero in the future while following the other companions, she needed to get a signature in advance. After getting everyoneâs signatures, Marilyn looked at them and creepily smiled. She looked almost mad that the other companions unconsciously took a step back.
Zich asked, âHave you fulfilled all your goals?â
âYes, I have! I canât believe Iâm this lucky!â
âAre you that happy about meeting us?â
âYes, beyond words!â
âThen do you want to have a meal with us?â
Marilynâs lips shut close. It was obvious that she couldnât believe her luck, but that was only for a moment. She passionately nodded her head. âIf it wonât trouble you, I will gladly accept that offer!â
âWould you be able to come here again during dinner time?â
âI will definitely come! No matter what happens, Iâll come! Even if all my legs and arms are broken, Iâll still come!â
âYou donât have to go that far.â
However, even Zichâs dissuasion couldnât stop her passion. Marilyn hummed as if she had received the best present in her life and left their lodging.
Lyla asked Zich, âWhat are you thinking?â
Zichâs current action was completely different from their original goal of disguising themselves to avoid getting their identities discovered.
Zich shrugged and pointed at Hans and Snoc. âI think this is a good opportunity. Itâll be good for those two to experience what type of reaction theyâll receive for the kind acts they did.â
So far, Hans and Snoc had never received any compensation or praise for all the hero-like actions they did. Even when they did good deeds and people began praising them, Zich quickly left the city to move on with their travels. If they talked to a person who received their help and found out what kind of thoughts they had, it wouldâve had a positive effect on their motivation. Hans and Snoc felt embarrassed about Zichâs words.
âThatâs not the only thing, right?â
Zich immediately nodded at Lylaâs question. âYeah. Thereâs another reason, but you also know about it, right?â
âYep, thatâs true.â
Marilyn Frill. She was someone that was in Zich and Lylaâs memories. Before his regression, she was the last member of Demon Lord Zich Mooreâs four subordinatesâthe Witch, Marilyn Frill.
Zich had not expected that he would meet her here.