I Became a Hero With a Lot of Experience

8 – 008: The Unsolvable

“Really… I can’t afford to let my guard down.”

In a bedroom of the castle, Galion, who narrowly escaped death thanks to the unconscious warrior, sat on a chair, recalling the light he had seen a while ago.

The light, conveying its purpose and threat through its shape even before fully manifesting like the Holy Uni, was undoubtedly directed at Galion.

If the warrior had a little more stamina left, there would be no need to contemplate what would have happened.

“…Does he possess two growths?”

Or do the two of them share one growth? Either way, having such growth was unprecedented.

Whether in a positive or negative sense, it meant he had a uniqueness that previous warriors lacked.

“Your Majesty. Has the princess and her party arrived?”

Galion, looking at the sleeping warrior, rose from his seat upon hearing a voice from outside the door.

After a brief pause, he sighed deeply and grabbed the doorknob.

Waiting in the corridor with a tense expression was, of course, Penny and her entourage.

The commander of the knights, Rass, and the court magician, Lunia. Then, the priestess of the God of Valor, Luina, took a step back and kneeled down in front of the king.

“You went to the prison. Is that true?”

“…”

Galleon, standing before Penny, spoke.

“It wasn’t to nurse the future prince, was it? What business did you have there?”

“Your Majesty, I… “

As always, Rass, standing beside her, stepped in for Penny, but Galleon frowned and interrupted.

“I asked my daughter. Since when have you become my daughter?”

“…I apologize.”

“Rass, it’s fine.”

Penny, with a hint of closed eyes, spoke.

“I took everyone down. I was curious about… how things were…”

“Hmm.”

For a moment, Galleon forgot his words due to her childish, almost worse than childish, behavior.

Perhaps even if evaluating her actions apart from whether boasting about going to kill because she didn’t want to marry such a man was right or wrong, he might have appreciated her boldness.

Even if he evaluated, her usefulness wouldn’t change.

“What did you do there? You didn’t accidentally spill gossip, did you?”

“…”

Among the imaginable options, Penny responded with silence, hinting at the second worst possibility.

Galleon, involuntarily restraining his hand that was about to rise, shook a futile fist.

Yes, even if the favorability that was already at the bottom hits rock bottom, what difference would it make?

Now, it was pointless to even bother with a few gossips; he repeatedly told himself as if casting a spell, calming his anger.

“Penny. Penelope. Listen carefully. Despite how amusing that may seem, he’s a warrior sent by the gods. Even though he has made foolish decisions misjudging his value so far, that shouldn’t be a reason to give up improving relations with him. Do you understand?”

“Yes, Father.”

“Well… Then, as a woman linked to the royal blood, you know what you should do, right?”

“…I know. I will make an effort.”

It wasn’t a particularly satisfying answer, but he had learned long ago that prodding didn’t change anything.

“Fine, then go back.”

So, he sent Penny and her entourage away. However, unlike them, the commander of the knights, Rass, stayed in the corridor.

“Are you planning to resent over taking away your lover? If so, I’ll forgive you just this once. I’m not that narrow-minded.”

“I think it’s important to distinguish between duty and personal life. However, I stayed here to inquire whether Your Majesty’s thoughts have changed, as if there might be a shift in policy.”

“It’s not like I never had a significant interest in it from the beginning, you know?”

“…”

“Yeah, what’s the big deal now that you’re here? I don’t need to worry about your ambitions; the aspect I value most in you is that ambition.”

“…I will heed your abundant words.”

“Since there’s been no change in policy, you may leave now. It seems a bit tiresome to face difficulties.”

Raising himself from the ground with one hand, Rast walked away in the direction Penny had left, bowing deeply to Galleon.

Galleon, who had been staring at his back for a long time, sighed and turned his head.

“Shall I prepare the bed for sleep?”

“No, I’ll keep an eye for a bit longer. Guard the door.”

Returning to the room, the recent source of Galleon’s troubled thoughts was waiting, frowning as if reading his mind or anticipating something.

Is he having a disturbing nightmare? As Galleon approached, he noticed blood seeping into the pillow, thinking, ‘Did he injure the back of his head?’

Turning the body to lie on the side, the expression seemed to stabilize a bit.

With the commitment to call a healer later, Galleon sat back down.

And he pondered. Perhaps he could fulfill the long-cherished goal of subduing the Demon King, a wish passed down from his ancestors.

The unprecedented birth of the virgin goddess’s warrior, with two unprecedented growths that no one in history had ever possessed.

Since everything had been unprecedented in history so far, Galleon had high expectations for what lay ahead.

To achieve one of these, improving relations with the hero was urgently needed.

Although he claimed otherwise, due to his nature fixated on irritating labels like a maiden, Galleon was currently rejecting Penny, but he believed it was only a matter of time.

Penny is beautiful. It was a fact that any man with normal s*xual desires would acknowledge, not just because she was his daughter.

Although she was currently captivated by the archaic concept of chastity as a virgin warrior, he was sure she wouldn’t resist when such a situation arose.

“When that time comes, I must…”

“Uh, ugh…!!”

The hero, who had shown no movement other than a slight change in expression until a moment ago, began to thrash.

Approaching him immediately, the hero, as if in a half-asleep state, muttered in a small voice.

“Ge, Geh…!!”

“Geh?”

“Geh-rance… Ni, non-virgin… Damn you, your daughter, tear her hole apart…!!!”

I couldn’t understand what was being said. All I knew for certain was that it was not something good.

*****

When I regained consciousness, I found myself back at the intersection I had seen before coming to this world.

In the center of the intersection crosswalk, in a space that seemed deliberately left empty for something, an elegant tea table was arranged, which hadn’t been there when I came before.

Apart from the table, the street seemed unchanged, but unlike before, this time my body had no freedom at all.

My body was moving toward the table, but it wasn’t my will.

As if being controlled by an invisible thread, my body was automatically led toward the table.

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Upon reaching the table, my body, apart from pulling out a chair, smoothly sat down.

On the opposite side, a girl in her early to mid-teens, who seemed like the girl I saw the day before but slightly older, was facing me.

In the midst of the sudden changes, I was bewildered, and the girl spoke in a gentle voice.

“Calm your mind.”

A beautiful voice that made me think only of its beauty echoed in my ears.

“You are not in danger. Calm your mind and try to recall slowly. What were you doing before you came here?”

I…

I was in the midst of punishing the wicked who offered a non-virgin to me on the subject of marrying a virgin.

I advanced with the intention of breaking his neck, but the sudden sense of liberation overwhelmed all the vitality in my body, causing me to faint.

When I recalled that much, the girl spoke.

“I temporarily suppressed that power because it was still too difficult for you to handle. My champion, the guardian of lovely purity, do not forget the great duty before you get lost in the evil in front of you. There is a more significant mission waiting for you.”

A mission?

Could it be about subduing the demon king? She nodded her head at the vague possibility that came to mind.

“The demon king threatening the survival of humanity must be eliminated. That is a problem the people of this world must solve. It would be appreciated if you handle it, but your mission is different.”

As if finding it difficult to express, she swallowed her breath for a moment.

When the anxiety in my chest began to grow as I faced a mission even the gods dared not speak of, the girl said,

“That is, so to speak, my fault. It is a history intertwined with contempt for purity deeply rooted in this land, a problem even my brother, the god of wisdom, could not solve.”

The duality of purity and its similarity to a chain of non-virgins that has continued incessantly.

“When you face and solve the problem that no one else has solved, the residents of this world will once again understand the meaning of preserving purity. My world’s champion, I believe in you. Please…”

The form of the goddess began to shake gradually.

Her voice and the forest of beloved buildings surrounding me started to tremble, gradually collapsing into a wave of debris.

“…Please save my world.”

The waves of wreckage crashed over her, and she began to feel as detached as she did when she first arrived here, unsure if her consciousness could even be called physical.

Her mind grew increasingly hazy, then clear again. The last thing she heard was the slightly playful voice of a goddess.

“And I’ll take care of your attendance and daily quests in the mobile game you enjoyed on Earth. I’ve deleted all your internet search history and manipulated the hard disk so it can’t be recovered. You can rest assured.”

*****

Naturally, her eyes began to open. The first sight that greeted her was an unpleasant face that made her feel queasy just by looking at it.

“You’re awake. This time, it’s been three days. Is your body feeling a bit better? (Experience Points: 79)”

“…Awake. (Experience Points: 1)”

Beside her stood Penny, wearing a rag-like garment that barely covered her chest, seemingly understanding her own subject matter.

Following her were several companions lined up like candies, all casting worried glances in her direction.

“Rain…”

“Rain? (Experience Points: 79)”

His mouth opened involuntarily. The king tilted his head, listening intently to the faint voice, much like a mouse creeping along.

I whispered softly to the king’s ear.

“Rain, get the virgin out…”

It reeks of semen.