I Became the Burden of a Conscienceless Party

Chapter 12

12 – Hero Esmeralda (1)

Hero Esmeralda (1)

It sounds obvious, but Esmeralda was not a warrior from the beginning.

She was an ordinary country girl and lived a monotonous life day after day.

Of course, she didn’t live the same life every day.

There was a time to sow and a time to harvest. She grew up helping her parents with their work from a young age.

Every year the things she can do and the things she knows how to do have increased. She had no time to be bored.

But the fall when she turned 17.

She realized it was time to harvest her crops as usual.

‘Ah, now I’ve learned everything.’

This year is not new.

The monotonous daily life will begin.

As long as she doesn’t run out of the world, in this narrow and secluded countryside, she’ll just plow the fields every day, plant seeds, and live a life of harvesting in the fall.

“Um… ….”

A common puberty.

She realized the identity of it that came later than others.

She wanted something special. She wanted her escape from the monotony of everyday life.

But, this is just a child’s daydream. She knows the world

She grew up learning and learning her work under her parents, so she was well aware of how tough the world really was. That’s why the daydream she’s dreaming of in the name of specialness is certain to be poisonous.

“Let’s quit.”

Esmeralda brushed it off.

It’s monotonous, but she chose to live her life above all else.

Even though she might be bored, I know that this is the greatest happiness she can ever enjoy.

But one day.

The daydream she had erased came right before her eyes.

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“Holy Sword… ….”

It appears in numerous fairy tales and also in numerous history books.

A sword for the savior to stop when a threat arrives in this world.

The proof of a hero and a lantern.

It floated in front of Esmeralda’s eyes. During my daily routine, during monotonous work, when I thought, ‘I’ve had that thought before’ and chewed on memories.

The moment she recalled the memories of wanting to become special, the holy sword appeared in front of her eyes.

“… ….”

But Esmeralda knew.

That specialness is poison. The moment I took hold of this sword, I would destroy the peace that I could even consider boring now.

And she knew.

This holy sword doesn’t only react to her.

I’ve already gone through a lot of people and will go through it in the future.

The qualifications of a hero weren’t that special.

Many people could be. There was only one person to be chosen.

If she doesn’t hold this sword in her hand, it won’t be a problem.

In the end, the holy sword will disappear just like it did when it found a new owner.

“But.”

Through whose refusal did this holy sword come before you?

Just by looking at it, I could tell that the holy sword had passed through many people. Even in Taiwan this time, there were many other people besides himself.

Because all of them refused, she only had a chance with Esmeralda.

“hahahaha, I know. If I pick this up, my life is over, right?”

There was something I could tell just by looking at the holy sword.

The moment she grasps that sword, all sorts of adversity will bind her fate.

It will be a difficult journey for her and there is no guarantee that she will succeed.

There will be too many burdens for each of her to carry.

Ah, yes. That must be it.

“Still, if someone has to do something… ….”

She once wanted something special.

However, she knew that she was an illusion. Because special means a life that you can’t get used to.

Yeah, she didn’t hold her holy sword because she didn’t want anything special.

“At least I know all of that…… !”

However, if she turns away from this holy sword like everyone else did, who will be the next fit?

She is an ordinary girl living in a rural area like this.

Because she once had something special, she knows the holy sword and the weight of the title of hero.

But who else?

Will everyone who will find her holy sword in the future be the same as her?

What if I don’t know anything?

I knew it, but what if I inadvertently grabbed the holy sword that appeared in front of her?

What if it is directed at a child who is too young to recognize such a thing and only knows stories made up of fairy tales?

“I will go that way.”

Yes, she has no one-sided expression. No, from the beginning, she was determined for things that could only be foretold as possibilities.

Her motivation may have been special, but the choice was in good faith.

That’s how the girl holds the sword.

I decided to go the most special and toughest road in the world.

***

A warrior born on the outskirts.

She didn’t really hide it, and she didn’t reveal it on purpose. Her

Her own As expected, there will be people who will come looking for her.

Meanwhile, she practiced how to hold the sword and how to wield it.

She tried to familiarize herself with the powers she gained by becoming a hero.

A week passed like that.

“What? Is he a warrior? He only looks the same age as me!”

There was a person who found her first. That was Tina, a scholar belonging to the Eye of Truth.

I don’t know how she was, but I found her first in all kinds of groups and became her friend.

To be honest, Esmeralda, who was nervous in many ways, was relieved.

[Remark: I think you are a great person who became a hero at the same age as me.]

Because she genuinely respected Esmeralda’s choice.

Because she paid her tribute to her sublime will. She knew all of that, but she opened her heart and wanted to be her friend.

And one after another.

Those who found the existence of the hero through their own methods gathered.

Her seven magic towers, who observed her star flow and found her through her astrology.

Their elder mages have come.

The Celestial Church came to meet her after being informed of her location through an oracle.

Their high priests have come.

And it would not be an exaggeration to say that it had all of that, an empire with the largest territory in human history.

The officials from there flocked.

Emissaries representing their respective groups have filled the narrow rural countryside.

Esmeralda revealed her own name and her will, with the utmost courage. She

She, of course, she wasn’t going to let her guard down.

She has already researched a lot of history trying to use the symbolism of the hero.

I intended to be careful with every word I uttered.

She struggles as much as she can as she doesn’t know her politics and doesn’t have a back stomach.

The fruit of a warrior who wanted to fight for the future of mankind, not for self-interest.

“Hello. Warrior. My name is Irina Saintis, a saint of the Celestial Church. I wish you well in the future.”

[Note: We plan to change you into a material for a holy shrine later.]

But that’s…….

“First…… See you My name is Milia Asrin. Oh no, it’s a wizard. I look forward to?”

[Note: I plan to study new magic using the body of the hero.]

It was just a meaningless struggle.

“hahahaha… ….”

Yes, how much she can do alone.

She has neither the funds nor a place to stay on her trip.

A commoner who has only read about the world at best and can’t even tell how the political structure within the empire is going.

“…… Please take care of me.”

At the beginning of her journey, she was given two bombs that were about to explode.

Tina’s presence was comforting, but it didn’t seem like she would be of much help.

In the end, if the two of them reveal their true nature, wouldn’t Tina be the first to get rid of them?

Esmeralda felt her insides burn, but she didn’t show it.

At that time, she said that her best weapon was intelligence.

Information that she knows the intentions of her opponent.

She takes note of it and she has to live with it.

However, it would be a headache if the opponent also knew this information.

It was a powerful weapon, but at the same time, it was also a bomb that she did not know when she would stab herself.

Yes, this is also a bomb.

She felt like a bombshell.

“Wow! Thanks everyone! Let’s do our best to save the world together, right? We are a party of proud warriors!”

She had to play as innocent, stupid country girl as possible.

If the effect of her authority is discovered, she will be doomed.

She doesn’t have the strength, power, connections, or wisdom to survive between the two major forces of the Order and the Magic Tower.

She risked her life every moment to prove her worth. Caring for the enemy in front of her and the enemy behind her back.

To not become a material for their holy relics, not to become a test subject.

In order not to lose those who are friends even if they have such a pretense.

A fateful encounter came to Esmeralda, who was gradually going mad under pressure from all directions.

“Hey heck! The monsters living in the forest have made the village look like this! I want to take revenge, but I don’t have the strength! Please. Warrior please…… ! Please…… !”

[Name: Jim]

[Type: Mixed race Demon]

[List of talents]

Common Magic Lv. 32

Dark Magic Lv. 34

Blue Blood Lv. One

[Overall estimate: Lv. 274]

[Note: We plan to investigate the hero party and destroy them all depending on the situation.]

At that time Lv. The worst enemy for a hero who was around 100.

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Esmeralda is staring blankly at Jim. That day, she was destined to encounter the demon spy.

“Can’t we just rest a little longer?”