The Hero Party’s Moms Are Obsessed With Me

As our companions, just as the World Tree said, opened their eyes and gawked, they didn’t find it strange at all, as if they had lost their memories.

Indeed, the power of the gods.

Impressive.

While the three of them were resting with their hands on their throbbing heads, I approached the large tree we had entered earlier, with a faint hope in my heart.

I reached out my hand to touch the pillar as I did a little while ago, but there was no response at all.

“Could it be that I also had a dream?”

I secretly hoped for it, but…

[Not a dream.]

“R-Really?”

[The Wind utterly shattered my hopes.]

With a sigh, as I was about to turn away.

Tick.

Something tripped over my foot.

“Huh? What’s this…”

Who could it be? Someone who dumped trash in the forest.

I didn’t know who, but I bent down, thinking that if it was caught by the World Tree, they might be cursed for life, and picked up the garbage.

“A key?”

It looked old, with a lot of rust, but it was still a sturdy key.

I couldn’t find the answer no matter how hard I looked, so I roughly put it in my pocket and was about to turn back this time.

Swoosh.

“Oh, what now!”

Something like a cloth tripped over my foot again.

A rag hidden under the black sand, unlike the clean brown earth.

“World Tree! Isn’t this something that needs to be caught and scolded for this much?!”

Not just one, but throwing away two!

I furrowed my forehead and raised the cloth.

“Uh… it’s quite big?”

The cloth that seemed like a rag was large enough to wrap around my body like a cloak.

It was a bit dirty with mud, but it had a soft texture.

I didn’t know much about it, but it had a pretty pattern.

It seemed unusual.

As I examined the cloth from side to side, Rageta approached.

“Diem, what’s this now?”

She looked up with golden eyes as if our High Priestess was inspecting the item.

And then…

“Why is this here?”

She cocked her head as if she had seen something that shouldn’t be there.

I also looked at her with curious eyes, and she opened her mouth while patting my head.

“It’s imbued with the power of the Demon King. It has the effect of concealment.”

The power of the Demon King?!

Come to think of it, didn’t the World Tree mention that?

“The demon bastards are up to something strange.

I entrusted it to the elves, but they’re not pleased.

Could it be that they couldn’t find it because of this cloak?

Well, I understand that much.

“Why is this here, discarded?”

Did the one who used it get caught by the elves and die? Borrowing the power of the Demon King?

Or did they just temporarily leave it and go somewhere? Why bother leaving it?

No matter how many hypotheses I came up with, I couldn’t find an answer.

As I scratched my head, the key in my pocket suddenly came to mind.

When I handed it to Lagetta, she asked, “Where did you find this again?”

“Does this also have the power of the Demon King imbued in it?”

A situation where I have not one, but two possessions of the Demon King’s items.

If someone sees me, they might think I’m a lackey of the Demon King! They would misunderstand.

“Diem, is something wrong?”

Misunderstanding? Lagetta worried about me.

I, too, did not know what was happening, so I pointed to the black soil below, my shoulders trembling.

As she bent her knees and touched the black soil, creases formed on her forehead.

“It’s a corpse of a demon who died from a powerful lightning magic… So there was a demon here.”

Then.

“Should we go back?”

Um…

It’s nice that she worries about me without any misunderstandings…

But isn’t she too indifferent?

Lagetta neatly launders the magical tools related to the Demon King.

“I have them, Diem. When it gets dangerous, you can cover yourself with this cloth and hide.”

“This key… It’s a magical tool that can open traps up to level 8, but Diem doesn’t need it, right? Eli! You have it!”

“Huh? A key? What kind of magical tool is this?”

“It doesn’t matter, just hold onto it.”

“Fine, I got it.”

She hit… gave a friendly hit to me and Eli.

The night forest exploration, which began for the reason of growing me.

“Should we go back and rest? Diem looks very tired.”

“You fought with goblins and even met the elf. Well done, my child. You’ve worked hard.”

“I will take the lead.”

It ended with me receiving the annoying command of the World Tree.

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Deep within the forest of elves.

In an instant, the demon’s magic sparkled! and then disappeared.

In response, the chieftain Eljeta ordered her subordinates to investigate, but she personally set off.

Fluttering her long golden-green hair, she swiftly rode a horse and arrived at the scene as fast as possible.

As Eljeta arrived in front of a large tree trunk, she looked back and saw a few elves running towards her in a panic.

“Weaklings.”

To think that they couldn’t keep up with this speed, even though they were blessed by the World Tree.

Eljeta thought that she would have to train them in hell when four beings appeared in mid-air.

Flutter.

“You finally caught up. Mom. Have you become stronger?”

Anna Tresias, Eljeta’s daughter and the archer of the hero party.

Eljeta raised her head at her daughter’s voice.

“To rely on the power of magic. How weak you’ve become, Anna.”

Contrary to her words, Anna didn’t keep up with Eljeta using the agility of an elf.

She followed Eljeta by borrowing the power of her companion, Arwen’s magic.

Eljeta, who relied only on the blessings of the World Tree and the power of the elves, honed her skills without getting accustomed to comfort.

She advised Anna to pursue the basics without getting used to comfort, but it didn’t reach Anna’s ears.

“More importantly, could you please wear proper clothes? Look at Dreay.”

“Anna! You wouldn’t dare to disrespect the traditional attire passed down through generations of elves, would you? Even you can’t tolerate that!”

As Eljeta shouted and whirled her body, Anna’s voluptuous body, covered only with a few leaves, swayed vividly.

Dray, the hero, still hadn’t fully awakened to his senses about women, but he wasn’t clueless either.

He clearly understood the difference between men and women.

With three beautiful maidens around him, how could he not know?

He was just still young and lacking courage, shyly avoiding the topic. But if he saw such a provocative body in front of him?

Blushing, he turned his head away, but his interest peeked briefly at Elzeta’s fantastic figure.

Seeing this, Dreya’s education instructor, Sein Botia, chuckled and covered Dreya’s eyes with her hand.

“Hero? The attire she’s wearing is an elf traditional outfit, but it seems a bit too early for our young master.”

“Uh, yeah… I understand.”

When Sein blocked Dreya, Anna blushed and shouted, “Mom! Dreya is only 15 years old!”

“What can I do? That little one may be a hero, but to me, he’s still nothing.”

“Ugh… Ugh… Chief!”

“We’ve come…”

The elf guards who followed behind arrived, panting heavily.

“Aren’t you being a bit too much for Dreya, for the sake of the world, Anna?”

“On the contrary, you’re the one being too much, Anna. Prioritizing a child we’ve only known for a few days over the World Tree, whom we should serve for a lifetime. I must have raised you wrong.”

“That’s not it, Mom!”

The mother-daughter argument seemed to have no end.

Just as the fight between the two women was about to escalate to its peak, a black-haired girl sighed and walked out.

“Elves’ quarrels don’t interest me. Move aside.”

One might wonder who dares to intrude into a conversation between the Elf Chief and her daughter.

The black-haired girl is the daughter of the High Chieftain.

Arwen Lageta.

The most renowned magician in this world, second only to her mother, Levian Lageta.

“…I understand.”

“…Understood.”

With the two elves giving displeased expressions and stepping back, Arwen stood next to the black sand.

She reached out her hand and scooped up a handful of sand, then closed her eyes.

“Earth’s magic, heed my call. Arwen Lageta commands. Show what has transpired in this place! Open the record!”

As she chanted her spell, the black magic surged and spread out around her.

As time passed, the black magic that had been dispersed merged into a single entity.

“Black magic… What’s more, what’s with that short-lived enchantment?”

“Remarkable…”

“Indeed, she must be the daughter of Daetapju.”

Despite the murmurs of the surrounding elves, Arwen focused and manipulated her magic to complete the spell.

“Sigh… Everyone, step back now. Let’s see what happened here.”

Upon her words, the elves and even the tribe chief, Eljeta, took another step back.

A large pillar of wood and black soil remained, created by Arwen’s magic.

“Let’s begin.”

As she released the energy she had been holding, the previously still black entity began to move.

No sound was heard, but the black entity appeared to speak with its opening and closing mouth.

Arwen took something resembling a key from her pocket and thrust it into the wooden pillar, causing the black entity to tremble as if struck by a powerful attack.

Thunk.

It fell to the ground.

The formerly black entity turned into black ashes, sometimes blowing away in the wind and sometimes remaining in place.

And just as the next scene was about to unfold.

Crackle! Splash!

The once black entity burst into flames.

“Aaah!”

Arwen, who had cast the spell, screamed and fell to the ground.

“Arwen, sister!”

“Lady Arwen!”

“Hey! What happened, Arwen!”

The warrior party nearby hurriedly approached her.

“Stay… away!”

Arwen, with blood dripping from her mouth as if wounded, shouted and stopped her comrades.

Whether she said it or not, the warriors could not bear to see their comrade in pain.

“Sain, sister! Treat Arwen immediately!”

Upon Dre’s shout, Sain, who did not know what to do, glanced at the two individuals and nodded.

“Yes, yes! Our Na Zyde, in the sky. Our…”

“Sain, please stop.”

Arwen stopped Sain from reciting the healing spell.

“Ha, but!”

Dray, the leader of the hero party.

Arwen, the mage of the hero party.

Sein, who was stuck between the two and unable to do anything.

What should we do?! Arwen stood up, trembling with a startled expression on her face.

“Oh, All-Powerful Sword of Magic… Arwen Rageta commands. Dominate the time and… space of this place. Return…”

As the new spell was recited, the flow of black blood that had been dripping down her chin returned to her mouth as if reversing time.

Her trembling body also returned to its previous healthy state.

Arwen, now mentally restored by the effects of the magic, stood up and fiercely kicked a large tree and the black soil.

“Ha… I asked where you were doing what… Turns out you were here… Damn it, worthless idiot…”

As she muttered curses in a low voice, the warrior rushed in and hugged her from behind.

“Arwen sis! Are you alright?! Why didn’t you receive Sein sis’s healing magic?! You got hurt! You’re in pain!”

A small smile formed on Arwen’s face, which had been full of annoyance at the warrior’s warm concern.

“The attack I just suffered was a trap set by a truly wicked mage. The healing magic would have caused even more excruciating pain.”

“I, I didn’t know… I’m sorry sis…”

“No. Thanks to Dray’s concern, I was able to recite the spell quickly. Thank you.”

While stroking Dray’s blond hair, Arwen looked sharply at the black soil with her cold eyes.