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A Hero is One Who Challenges the Demon King with a Party
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“――Cross Meteor Break.” (Leon)
“Guaaaaah!?” (Demon King)
The attack skill unleashed by the young man cut through the giant body in a cross shape along with a roaring explosion.
“R-Ridiculous……” (Demon King)
Groaning with a pained expression was a giant of at least five meters in height.
Already having suffered fatal damage, he could not even stand, kneeling on the ground.
“That I, who am the Demon King, would be defeated……” (Demon King)
Demon King.
That was the great evil that had appeared countless times since ancient times, bringing despair to humanity. However, the reason humanity had survived until then was that each time, they had been destroyed by the existence called the Hero. And the Hero of that era was precisely this young man, Leon Libert.
“It’s not really strange, is it? History tells that the Demon King is one who is destroyed by the Hero.” (Leon)
“…T-That is true, the Demon Kings of history have been defeated by you Heroes…… Even I had prepared myself that this day might come someday. …However…… However!” (Demon King)
The Demon King shouted, as if squeezing out his last strength.
“Why are you alone!?” (Demon King)
Distorting his face in pain, the Demon King accused the Hero.
“Normally, a Hero is one who challenges the Demon King with a party, right!? The companions met along the journey! At first, their personalities and opinions do not match, and fights are endless, but as they overcome countless hardships together, before they know it, they become comrades who entrust their backs to each other! And finally, they join their powers and defeat the Demon King! And then, recalling the painful journey, they shed tears while praising each other’s hard work and victory! That is! That is what should be the Hero’s adventure tale that is told for generations to come!” (Demon King)
The Demon King spoke with an intense passion.
“…Could it be that you actually like Heroes?” (Leon)
“T-T-That could never be! I am the Demon King!” (Demon King)
“But you sure know a lot about them.” (Leon)
“I only researched past Heroes for the sake of defeating the Hero! That is irrelevant!” (Demon King)
The Demon King shouted with all his remaining strength.
“Why did you come alone without even bringing comrades!?” (Demon King)
Not knowing what else to say, the Hero muttered…
“Because being alone was enough, that’s all.” (Leon)
It might sound conceited, but that was not the case.
It was an objective fact. In reality, even solo, he was overwhelming the Demon King like this.
“I can use both sword and magic, and I can heal myself. I can also detect traps. So, I didn’t really need companions.” (Leon Libert)
“You! Saying you don’t need comrades, can you still call yourself a Hero!?” (Demon King)
“…” (Leon)
The Hero thought. Rather, he wanted to ask the Demon King.
Can you still call yourself a Demon King?
“Hey, can I finish you off already? If you think you can use this chance to recover your strength, that’s not going to happen.” (Leon)
And so, he unleashed the final blow upon the dying Demon King――
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“Hey! Get up already! How long do you plan to keep sleeping, you bum!?” (??)
“!?” (??)
With a yelling voice, the boy woke up.
…That dream again.
As he sat up on the crude bed, the boy sighed.
A mysterious dream he had come to see repeatedly for some time now. For some reason, in that dream, he was a Hero, confronting the Demon King. Having seen it so many times, even after waking up, he could clearly recall the terrifying figure of the Demon King. A body so large he could probably lift a human with one hand, a strength capable of shattering a hard floor with a punch, and on top of that, wielding powerful magic…
“Defeating such an opponent alone… Just how strong am I, the Hero…?” (??)
Even if it was just a dream, he wished it had a little more realism… so he thought, but surprisingly, it was said that in this world, there once truly existed a Hero who defeated the Demon King alone.
The strongest Hero in history, Leon Libert. A person who actually existed around a hundred years ago.
Incidentally, the boy’s name was also Leon. This name was by no means rare. Many parents named their sons the same, hoping to emulate the legendary Hero. His mother, who passed away right after giving birth to him, likely wished for him to grow up to be strong and courageous as well. Unfortunately, at the moment, he was not living up to that expectation at all.
“Aren’t you up yet!?” (??)
“I-I’m up! I’m coming right now!” (Leon)
Once again, his older brother’s angry voice echoed from down the hall, and Leon hurriedly jumped out of bed.
This was his room. However, it was so small that just placing a bed and a simple desk filled it up completely, making it more like a storage room. In fact, it seemed it was actually used as a storage room before. Quickly changing his clothes, he dashed out of the room with bed hair still sticking up.
His older brother, Snail was already waiting at the entrance. He looked quite angry. The moment he saw Leon, he glared and shouted.
“You’re late, you slowpoke!” (Snail)
“B-But, it’s still earlier than the scheduled time…” (Leon)
He had just checked the clock, and there were still about two minutes left. It was last-minute, but he had made it in time.
“Hah? You dare argue with me? The moment you made me wait, you were already wrong!” (Snail)
“I-I’m sorry…” (Leon)
Leon had no choice but to apologize.
He knew from experience that if he angered him any further, he would surely be hit. Here, his brother was the law, and Leon could only obey.
“Hmph, let’s go.” (Snail)
Saying that, his brother left the house with barely any belongings.
Leon naturally picked up the baggage that was placed there and hurried after him. The boy in reality was far from a Hero and was instead living such a miserable daily life. Born as the second son of a local noble family, Leon was the child of a concubine. His older brother, being the legitimate son and heir to the house, had absolute authority, and Leon was treated as little more than a servant… no, practically a slave.
Today, his brother was going monster hunting with his friends, and Leon was assigned as their baggage carrier. Leon, unable to even defeat the weakest monsters, felt extremely miserable about it.
If only I were as strong as the Hero in my dreams, I wouldn’t have to feel so anxious like this…
Thinking such futile thoughts, he desperately followed behind his older brother.
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