As the afternoon deepened.
After a long time, I visited the Hero Candidates at the Lordâs Manor. Of course, there was somewhere I stopped by before that.
I went to the chicken restaurant I had visited before and ordered a large quantity of chicken, alcohol, and drinks.
The owner revealed his pearly white teeth.
"Oh my god, what a customer! Youâre not going to cancel this, right? Really?"
"Just deliver it well. Hereâs the money."
"Kyah! I canât resist a bulk order like this! Guys, get ready!"
"Yeah!"
Burly, muscular, bald men wearing identical uniforms gathered from who knows where.
Hmm, are those the people who will deliver the chicken?
Anyway, I headed to the Lordâs Manor. It should be about time for their tough training to end soon.
It felt like a long time since Iâd been here too. I recalled my time as a Hero Candidate.
"Training while sweating, building camaraderie. It was good."
Although that time wasnât long, they were guys whose desire to become splendid Heroes was genuine.
I considered these guys at least my peers.
"Guard Captain, hello?"
"Oh... youâre Lucian Vane?!"
"Huh? Lucianâs here?!"
The Guard Captain and all the Hero Candidates turned to look at me.
The number seemed quite small, as if some had quit during that time.
"At most, just over 10 people. Whereâs Zara?"
In the end, this was reality. Many people aspired to be Heroes, but some gave up due to lack of talent or circumstances.
I knew how miserable such situations were. Because I had been like that too.
"But...."
Alpa, however, was the same as before. He was lording it over a Hero Candidate next to him.
"Wannabe, your voice is too quiet. If you keep this up, youâll have to get disciplined by the Guard Captain!"
"P-please, Alpa...!"
Sigh, I should save him. That piece of human trash.
As I approached, Alpa picked a fight on his own accord.
"Look who it is? Arenât you a hard guy to see?"
"Your way of speaking is still the same."
He scanned me and sneered.
"You said you became a real Hero, but you havenât left on an adventure, and you havenât done anything. Do you even have companions? Havenât you just become a mediocre Hero? Whatâs the difference between you and these wannabes, anyway?"
I shrugged my shoulders.
"Iâll be leaving on an adventure soon, and Iâll do my job even if you donât say so. And Iâm going on an adventure with peerless beauties, but do you even have a female friend, let alone companions?"
"Wha..what?!"
"Do you even know any women? Oh, not your mom."
"Puh-huh-huh!"
"Hahaha..."
"Holy shit! That was brutal!"
At my words, the Hero Candidates nearby burst into laughter all at once.
Alpa looked around and trembled. Soon, he gnashed his teeth and left.
Moron. Why do you keep picking fights when you wonât even get your moneyâs worth?
Sometime, I should go find that bastardâs mom. I should put my stamp on her.
"Why are you leaving? Delicious things are coming soon."
"Delicious things, you say?"
The Guard Captain asked, wondering what it was. But heavy footsteps were heard approaching us.
Theyâre here. The chicken!
"Guys, Iâm treating today. Eat and drink to your heartâs content! Today is chicken day!"
I shouted, raising my fist to the sky. At the same time, the chicken restaurant staff were bringing the chickens in a polite posture.
The Guard Captain hurriedly made space. I felt a little bad.
"Woah, really? Thank you!"
"Lucian, youâre the best."
"Alpa is a total pushover compared to Lucian."
"Look at the chicken smell, itâs killer, haa-eung!"
The Hero Candidates were delighted, seeing the chicken, drinks, and beer filling the space. I said to them,
"Even though our statuses have diverged, I still think weâre the same people. I wonât forget my peers. Now, since youâve trained hard, eat and drink!"
"Thank you so much! Iâll eat well!"
"As expected, Lucian is the best!"
"Oot, oot-hoooooo!"
Receiving everyoneâs encouragement and cheers, the enjoyable time began.
We spent a long time chatting and having fun. While we were busy eating and drinking, Zara was nowhere to be seen in the end.
"Whereâs Zara?"
At my question, one of the candidates shook his head.
"Donât you know? Lady Zara is also soon to become a formal Hero."
"Hero, really?"
"Yeah. Sheâll probably come tomorrow after taking down a baby wyvern."
Tomorrow, of all days. Thatâs a shame.
Iâm planning to leave today. Because I have something to do with the Goddess.
I nodded and ate and drank. The feast of crispy skin and juicy meat, followed by the fantastic harmony of cool beer, was exquisite.
After eating and drinking and unwinding like that, I quietly got up. I left the spot first.
Just in case, I walked around the domain, checking for suspicious people. Because it was possible that followers of Those Who Recite Sins Cult might have infiltrated.
But not a single one was seen.
"Fiora Ravenscoft, sheâs truly resourceful."
To make the domain this comfortable. Sheâs a wonderful woman, truly.
Passing through an alley and coming out onto the street, I looked to one side.
"Sometime, should I have the Debauched Hero Foundation office built there?"
I thought for a moment, then shook my head.
"Anyway, can it just be done inside the ring? Hmm, I donât know."
I didnât drink much beer, but my head wasnât working well.
As expected, Iâm terrible at this kind of thing. I should ask Fiora or my aunt for advice later.
As I kept walking, I ended up at Dinoraâs house. As I scratched my head and was about to turn back, I heard signs of people inside. And it was a manâs voice.
"A manâs voice? Not just one person?"
As I approached the door, I flinched as I was about to draw my sword.
"Why bother?"
I shrugged and went inside. Three dark-looking men had a fire lit.
If a fire breaks out like that, theyâll be fucked.
"Kiddo, what are you?"
"Isnât he that? A Hero."
"Such a cute guy? Even if itâs a remote domain, theyâre doing all sorts of crazy shit."
The men all stood up. I asked their business.
"What are you guys? Why are you here?"
"Us? Detectives."
"Affiliation?"
"Why should we tell you?"
It was obvious where they were from, actually.
"Obviously, youâre from Those Who Recite Sins Cult. You fucking vermin bastards."
When I sneered, the men were surprised. They were excessively muscular for detectives.
What, are they combat detectives or something?
"Huh, a young bastard being insolent...!"
"Why did you come here? The homeowner here already repaid all her debts, didnât she?"
"Repayment, my ass. No matter how I think about it, itâs strange. Suddenly repaying debts? But then the Pastor also disappeared. We came often to investigate, but the homeowner wasnât seen?"
Evacuating Dinora was the right answer. These hyena-like bastards.
"Oh, really? It wasnât you who took her?"
"Bullshit! Where did this bitch go? You know, kid?"
"Why should I tell you?"
I immediately countered. The men exchanged glances, then laughed disgustingly.
"Only if we cut off your limbs will you talk."
They lunged. Of course, dealing with them wasnât difficult.
These guys were vermin who couldnât even reach Runner Mid-stage, at most.
With such skills, it was laughable for them to call themselves detectives or whatever.
Thump, crack! Splat!
I knocked them all down in close combat. Then, I drew my sword and killed all but one.
Deliberately stabbing them cruelly.
[You defeated an enemy!]
[You gained 3000 Collector Points (CP)!]
[You defeated an enemy!]
[You gained 3000 Collector Points (CP)!]
I wondered if these guys werenât even weaker than goblins.
The last remaining man trembled, his bald head shining.
"Huh, gasp! What kind of kid...."
"You know, donât you? That Iâm a Hero."
"D-damn it! Save me, please save me!"
"Is your life worth begging for like that? Anyway... you know, right?"
"W-what?"
"Kahlum."
One word was enough. The reason these bastards specifically came here might be because the debt was suddenly repaid and the pastor disappeared.
It would also be because that pastor had Kahlum. What if even a little bit of such a mysterious thing flowed elsewhere?
From these guysâ perspective, it would be a loss.
The manâs expression changed in an instant. I sneered, watching him.
"Your cult leader is already dead. What are you relying on to act so cocky?"
"Our Cult Leader? So the rumors were true...!"
I deliberately showed him the necklace. His two eyes widened.
"Your information is fast, isnât it? Let me ask one thing. Kahlum, where do you get it from? Who distributes it?"
Lord Weaverpool clearly said so. That a greater power was distributing Kahlum. That it originated from that guy.
Then I had to find the source.
"I-I canât say!"
I shrugged. I reached out and grabbed the manâs right hand.
Specifically, only his middle finger. I grabbed it and immediately broke it.
"Kkeuaaaak!"
The man struggled to shake off my hand and wailed. But I didnât let go.
"Fine, donât speak. I can enjoy myself as much as you donât speak. Next is your index finger?"
I grabbed his index finger. The man desperately shook his head.
"I-I really donât know, honestly!"
Aish, no way. One more finger coming up.
Slash.
"Kkeuheuaaaak! I really donât know!"
"Bullshit."
"Uh-heo, heo-heuk, b-but...."
"But what?"
"O-our Cardinal... Cardinal might know...."
I laughed. For a cult, they have a Cardinal?
"Cardinal, my ass. Heâs probably some pastor bastard whoâs fucked a lot of female followers. Whatâs his name?"
"Zames... Heâs a deeply faithful person, no less than the Cult Leader...."
"J? Or Z? What a fucking shitty name. Where is that bastard?"
"W-well...."
This bastard was hesitating again. He should have learned that hesitation brings pain.
I reminded him again. I broke his pinky finger.
Crack!
"Kkehaaaak! Ahh, heoh, t-the capital! Heâs in the capital!"
"In the capital? Is he well-known?"
Besides this, I asked a few more things. What Zames looked like, where he usually went.
I was able to hear all the necessary answers. To catch a guy like this, Iâm lucky.
Then a familiar name came up.
"...Heo-heuk, he often goes to lecture at the Expeditionary Society of Legion Academy."
"Alright, you worked hard. Sleep well."
"Huh?"
Swooosh.
I drew my sword and killed him in one swift motion. I canât leave trash like this alive.
[You defeated an enemy!]
[You gained 3000 Collector Points (CP)!]
As I got up from my spot, I tilted my head. Expeditionary Society. I feel like Iâve heard that word somewhere. What was it?
"Expeditionary Society? Where did I hear that name? Were they important guys in the story? No."
I thought for a moment, then Alpa, who had picked a fight with me earlier, came to mind.
Ah, thatâs right. That.
Alpaâs strange way of speaking was due to the influence of the Expeditionary Society, wasnât it?
"Then the academy that bastard studied abroad at is called Legion Academy?"
And the Expeditionary Society must be some kind of organization existing within that academy.
I couldnât help but laugh. Itâs not like a parent-teacher association, is it?
"This... if I go to the capital, itâll get quite interesting, wonât it? Iâll have to check if those bastards there also speak like Alpa, like idiots."
Licking my lips, I left Dinoraâs house. I gradually loosened my body.
"But first, the Goddess."
After a long time, I wanted to enjoy myself with the Goddess. And I have something to tell her.
"Kihihing!"
I summoned Lynn and got on. Galloping at high speed, I began to leave the Ravenscoft domain.