439 Story 2: The Hero of the Holy Sword
A village in a racial kingdom.
There was a young man named Nick, the eldest son of a poor farmer.
The back length is 170 cm, the hair is short, and the body is good due to field work. He is fifteen years old and has never left the village.
Every time he goes into the futon at night, he thinks the same thing over and over again.
"This world is wrong."
"There's no way a good man like me can end up with a poor farmer's son!" If I only had a chance, I could rise to the level of another species!)
Nick cursed his birth.
Opportunity - for example, if you were born to a large merchant, you would have made a lot of money in a big business.
If he had been born to a son of some nobleman, he would have greatly developed his own realm.
What if you were given a valid gift?
What if--?
He thinks' what if 'every time he lies down on a futon.
Every time I think about it, I curse this unborn reality.
I was confident that as long as I got a lot of things at birth, I would be named and praised in this world.
(And yet the son of a poor farmer...! It's a loss to the world to corrupt my talent like this!)
At present, in the environment of the son of a poor farmer, Nick thought that he "could not utilize his talent".
They think nothing, but move their bodies, play with the fields, take care of their birds, and live to pay taxes.
Life is like a dead end, with no more developmental possibilities.
Nick hated such a life from the bottom of his heart.
It could not be dirty with soil between the nails, nor could it be properly bathed in water in the winter. It was covered with dirt, and it could not be tolerated by the dung of the birds.
Every time I grew older, my thoughts grew stronger year by year: "This world is wrong", "I am not a good person to end up in such a small place", "If only I had the chance, I could succeed greatly".
And it came to pass that night, that he hated the world, and hated him that was well, and hated his present condition, and fell asleep.
When I woke up, I was supposed to face a reality far from my ideals again.
(...... Is this a dream?)
Nick looks at his dreams.
No, not exactly a dream.
There is a white space that is empty, and there is no up, down, left, or right, and it feels like it is floating without a foot on the ground.
(I'm asleep, and this is definitely a dream world.....)
It is as comfortable as a baby back in its mother's womb.
You can hear Nick talking to you like that.
It's the goddess.
Nick notices immediately.
Just by listening, all the cells of the body tremble with joy, and you get the certainty that you can affirm without any evidence that you are a goddess.
The goddess spoke to Nick.
The "Witch of the Great Tower" is the Devil King.
As the hero of the Holy Sword, I want you to work with other heroes to defeat it.
The witch was on the bottom level of the [Naraka].
I have not spoken as a word.
Nick understands his mission with his soul, not with language.
Meaning that I was born into this world.
I wish my life had begun at this moment.
…………
In the morning, as usual, before the sun rises, you wake up in the dark.
Usually, because there are no lights, you have to change into a dark room without relying on your sight and go outside and take care of the birds first.
But even without the light, Nick could look around his room.
I could see the edge of the bed, one of the trinkets, and even the dirt on the wall.
Thanks to it, I immediately noticed something that wasn't in my room - [Holy Sword Zet].
Nick takes the [Holy Sword] in his hand.
It's like a love sword that I've been using ever since I was born.
In addition, he opens the status and checks it.
"Until yesterday, I was Level 10, Level 7000..."
I slept overnight and the level was 700 times higher.
Therefore, visual night vision is enhanced, and it can be seen in a room without lights or without pain.
Everything was told to me by the goddess in my dreams.
"After all, I was the chosen one...!"
The feeling of happiness spreads from your head to your toes.
Too much dubbing and pleasant substances are flowing out of the brain miso, and I think that the brain cells are going to be worn out.
"Now I'm the happiest person in the world," Nick realizes.
Biting happiness all the way, he passes his sleeves through the most beautiful garments.
From now on, I must follow the word of the goddess and go to fulfill my mission.
First, we must head to the Six Dukes, where the goddess Mt. Sotohonjo is located.
"? Nick, what's wrong? Take out the clothes you wear at the Harvest Festival. If that's the case, you won't be able to work in the field."
"What are you already doing?" Come on, change into your clothes. When you're done taking care of the birds, go get some eggs. I'll use it for breakfast. "
When I went out into the living room, my parents were already awake.
Father leans his head towards his son Nick, and his mother scolds him as he prepares breakfast.
Apparently, both of them mistakenly assumed that Nick had fallen asleep and put his sleeves through the prettiest outfit.
The sun hasn't risen yet, and the light leaking from the living room cooker is the only light source, so I haven't noticed the [Holy Sword Zet] that Nick is holding in his reverse hand.
He tells the story with a beautiful face, like an actor on stage.
"Father, Mother, I have been informed by the goddess and will now travel to defeat the demon king [The Witch of the Great Tower]." It may be a long and painful journey, but I'm sure you'll join me in fulfilling our mission! Have a good day, both of you! "
…………
In the morning, when I tried to do field work as usual, my eldest son said, "Traveling by the word of the goddess" one by one.
My parents can't react immediately and they freeze.
Nick casually interprets the reaction of the two of them as "My son has become splendid and he is moved and does not speak," and walks out to the front door with enthusiasm.
At last, I noticed my son holding a fine sword in his backhand.
Of course, there can't be such a fine sword in a poor farmer's house.
A father grabs Nick by the shoulder with a blue face.
"What are you talking about!?" Where'd you get that sword? You stole it from the village chief's house!? "
There can't be such a fine and majestic sword in the village chief's house.
However, it seems that his father made that decision because the only thing he possesses is the village mayor's house, which is at the top of the village.
The mother follows.
"Nick! Are you still asleep?! Wash your face quickly with water. And tell me where you stole that sword from! I'm going to apologize right now!"
"Dad, Mom, what are you talking about?" I was chosen by the goddess, wasn't I? This [Holy Sword Zet] is also a brave sword given by the goddess- "
Daddy!
As Nick smiles proudly and explains, his father punches Nick in the face to block his words, but the level 7000 doesn't hurt him.
Rather, her mother's haughty screams were more noisy and painful to her ears.
The father scolds his face so brightly that he can see even in the dark.
"You stupid son of a bitch! What a mess!" Just tell me where you stole that sword from! "
…………
Contrary to his father's fury, Nick got terribly cold.
From the feeling of happiness that has been blessed by the rest of the world until just now, I feel uncomfortable being cold watered.
I feel like I've been dropped on the dirty earth from a feeling of happiness that literally rises to the sky.
The deviation is too harsh, and I have a strong anger towards my parents.
(Rather than rejoice that my son has been chosen as a brave man, you don't listen, you don't understand, you yell at me... Are these really the parents who gave birth to me, the brave one?)
I turned my eyes to my parents like cold ice.
Unaware of that, the two of them heated up further.
"If you don't shut up, you won't know, you stupid son of a bitch! Isn't it embarrassing to be a brave storyteller at a good age!"
"Your father is right. I'm so embarrassed! Nick's old enough to take over the field now, isn't he? And yet, you were chosen by the goddess for the sword you stole from somewhere... If the people in the village see you like this, the mothers will be embarrassed and won't be able to walk around the front anymore....."
…………
Father is furious and hardens his fist in an attempt to hit him even harder.
Mother tears with sadness and cares about her appearance in the village- ”- said Nick in his eyes.
(Why do these people act like they're pulling their legs instead of celebrating their son's departure...)
Nick thought for a moment and got in trouble.
Those who defy the word of the goddess are not races.
It's nothing but scum.
"--No, no, no."
"Forget it, what is it!?" You, what the hell-- "
When Nick pulled the [Holy Sword Zet] out of its sheath, he cut off the furious father's head without hesitation.
There was a young man named Nick, the eldest son of a poor farmer.
The back length is 170 cm, the hair is short, and the body is good due to field work. He is fifteen years old and has never left the village.
Every time he goes into the futon at night, he thinks the same thing over and over again.
"This world is wrong."
"There's no way a good man like me can end up with a poor farmer's son!" If I only had a chance, I could rise to the level of another species!)
Nick cursed his birth.
Opportunity - for example, if you were born to a large merchant, you would have made a lot of money in a big business.
If he had been born to a son of some nobleman, he would have greatly developed his own realm.
What if you were given a valid gift?
What if--?
He thinks' what if 'every time he lies down on a futon.
Every time I think about it, I curse this unborn reality.
I was confident that as long as I got a lot of things at birth, I would be named and praised in this world.
(And yet the son of a poor farmer...! It's a loss to the world to corrupt my talent like this!)
At present, in the environment of the son of a poor farmer, Nick thought that he "could not utilize his talent".
They think nothing, but move their bodies, play with the fields, take care of their birds, and live to pay taxes.
Life is like a dead end, with no more developmental possibilities.
Nick hated such a life from the bottom of his heart.
It could not be dirty with soil between the nails, nor could it be properly bathed in water in the winter. It was covered with dirt, and it could not be tolerated by the dung of the birds.
Every time I grew older, my thoughts grew stronger year by year: "This world is wrong", "I am not a good person to end up in such a small place", "If only I had the chance, I could succeed greatly".
And it came to pass that night, that he hated the world, and hated him that was well, and hated his present condition, and fell asleep.
When I woke up, I was supposed to face a reality far from my ideals again.
(...... Is this a dream?)
Nick looks at his dreams.
No, not exactly a dream.
There is a white space that is empty, and there is no up, down, left, or right, and it feels like it is floating without a foot on the ground.
(I'm asleep, and this is definitely a dream world.....)
It is as comfortable as a baby back in its mother's womb.
You can hear Nick talking to you like that.
It's the goddess.
Nick notices immediately.
Just by listening, all the cells of the body tremble with joy, and you get the certainty that you can affirm without any evidence that you are a goddess.
The goddess spoke to Nick.
The "Witch of the Great Tower" is the Devil King.
As the hero of the Holy Sword, I want you to work with other heroes to defeat it.
The witch was on the bottom level of the [Naraka].
I have not spoken as a word.
Nick understands his mission with his soul, not with language.
Meaning that I was born into this world.
I wish my life had begun at this moment.
…………
In the morning, as usual, before the sun rises, you wake up in the dark.
Usually, because there are no lights, you have to change into a dark room without relying on your sight and go outside and take care of the birds first.
But even without the light, Nick could look around his room.
I could see the edge of the bed, one of the trinkets, and even the dirt on the wall.
Thanks to it, I immediately noticed something that wasn't in my room - [Holy Sword Zet].
Nick takes the [Holy Sword] in his hand.
It's like a love sword that I've been using ever since I was born.
In addition, he opens the status and checks it.
"Until yesterday, I was Level 10, Level 7000..."
I slept overnight and the level was 700 times higher.
Therefore, visual night vision is enhanced, and it can be seen in a room without lights or without pain.
Everything was told to me by the goddess in my dreams.
"After all, I was the chosen one...!"
The feeling of happiness spreads from your head to your toes.
Too much dubbing and pleasant substances are flowing out of the brain miso, and I think that the brain cells are going to be worn out.
"Now I'm the happiest person in the world," Nick realizes.
Biting happiness all the way, he passes his sleeves through the most beautiful garments.
From now on, I must follow the word of the goddess and go to fulfill my mission.
First, we must head to the Six Dukes, where the goddess Mt. Sotohonjo is located.
"? Nick, what's wrong? Take out the clothes you wear at the Harvest Festival. If that's the case, you won't be able to work in the field."
"What are you already doing?" Come on, change into your clothes. When you're done taking care of the birds, go get some eggs. I'll use it for breakfast. "
When I went out into the living room, my parents were already awake.
Father leans his head towards his son Nick, and his mother scolds him as he prepares breakfast.
Apparently, both of them mistakenly assumed that Nick had fallen asleep and put his sleeves through the prettiest outfit.
The sun hasn't risen yet, and the light leaking from the living room cooker is the only light source, so I haven't noticed the [Holy Sword Zet] that Nick is holding in his reverse hand.
He tells the story with a beautiful face, like an actor on stage.
"Father, Mother, I have been informed by the goddess and will now travel to defeat the demon king [The Witch of the Great Tower]." It may be a long and painful journey, but I'm sure you'll join me in fulfilling our mission! Have a good day, both of you! "
…………
In the morning, when I tried to do field work as usual, my eldest son said, "Traveling by the word of the goddess" one by one.
My parents can't react immediately and they freeze.
Nick casually interprets the reaction of the two of them as "My son has become splendid and he is moved and does not speak," and walks out to the front door with enthusiasm.
At last, I noticed my son holding a fine sword in his backhand.
Of course, there can't be such a fine sword in a poor farmer's house.
A father grabs Nick by the shoulder with a blue face.
"What are you talking about!?" Where'd you get that sword? You stole it from the village chief's house!? "
There can't be such a fine and majestic sword in the village chief's house.
However, it seems that his father made that decision because the only thing he possesses is the village mayor's house, which is at the top of the village.
The mother follows.
"Nick! Are you still asleep?! Wash your face quickly with water. And tell me where you stole that sword from! I'm going to apologize right now!"
"Dad, Mom, what are you talking about?" I was chosen by the goddess, wasn't I? This [Holy Sword Zet] is also a brave sword given by the goddess- "
Daddy!
As Nick smiles proudly and explains, his father punches Nick in the face to block his words, but the level 7000 doesn't hurt him.
Rather, her mother's haughty screams were more noisy and painful to her ears.
The father scolds his face so brightly that he can see even in the dark.
"You stupid son of a bitch! What a mess!" Just tell me where you stole that sword from! "
…………
Contrary to his father's fury, Nick got terribly cold.
From the feeling of happiness that has been blessed by the rest of the world until just now, I feel uncomfortable being cold watered.
I feel like I've been dropped on the dirty earth from a feeling of happiness that literally rises to the sky.
The deviation is too harsh, and I have a strong anger towards my parents.
(Rather than rejoice that my son has been chosen as a brave man, you don't listen, you don't understand, you yell at me... Are these really the parents who gave birth to me, the brave one?)
I turned my eyes to my parents like cold ice.
Unaware of that, the two of them heated up further.
"If you don't shut up, you won't know, you stupid son of a bitch! Isn't it embarrassing to be a brave storyteller at a good age!"
"Your father is right. I'm so embarrassed! Nick's old enough to take over the field now, isn't he? And yet, you were chosen by the goddess for the sword you stole from somewhere... If the people in the village see you like this, the mothers will be embarrassed and won't be able to walk around the front anymore....."
…………
Father is furious and hardens his fist in an attempt to hit him even harder.
Mother tears with sadness and cares about her appearance in the village- ”- said Nick in his eyes.
(Why do these people act like they're pulling their legs instead of celebrating their son's departure...)
Nick thought for a moment and got in trouble.
Those who defy the word of the goddess are not races.
It's nothing but scum.
"--No, no, no."
"Forget it, what is it!?" You, what the hell-- "
When Nick pulled the [Holy Sword Zet] out of its sheath, he cut off the furious father's head without hesitation.
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