I'm Actually Not Overpowered!

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"This is trouble..." Zabdel whispered in a grim, despairing tone.

One would normally chastise a grown man his age for showing such childlike fear, especially when he was the leader of Adventurers—fierce men who were said to scorn death.

However, one look at the sight the Vice Guildmaster witnessed would make any sane person tremble.

An army of menacing demons were closing in on his City... and Zabdel could do nothing about it.

"Who would have thought they would gather so soon?" The Vice Guildmaster was standing on the sturdy wall that surrounded the Adventurers City. He could see a great deal from where he stood, and things were definitely not looking pretty.

Seemingly overnight, the demon army had converged, merging in four equally devastating groups.

They previously had ten camps, but the army had decided to merge their forces to deliver a more crushing blow.

The North, South, East, and West, were the targets, and the demon army was closing in on them every second.

"They made their move quickly. Damn it..." Zabdel gritted his teeth.

The Hero had told everyone to go home and rest for the night, in addition he delivered a fierce assault on the Demon Forces just the previous day. Common sense dictated that the demons would take their time recuperating and strategizing before trying anything against them.

So why...? Why were they attacking so suddenly?!

As Zabdel was still having these worrisome thoughts, a female clad in a white dress walked in.

Her exquisite overall had a black and gold embroidery, making the attire appear even more regal.

As her blond hair swayed and her concerned eyes focused on the middle-aged man, he grew even more worried.

"Priestess Sarah, where is he? The Hero?" Zabdel's voice sounded very impatient—perhaps a bit impudent.

However, both he and the highly skilled Class Adventurers around him knew he had reasonable cause for his attitude.

If nothing was done, the demon army would advance even further... and all would be lost!

"He is in the middle of meditation. He is most likely aware of the situation and is doing something about it."

"I-I see..." Zabdel nodded, feeling slightly ashamed for raising his voice at the younger lady.

"How is the situation?" Sarah, who didn't seem to notice his tone, kept up her concerned expression as she asked.

"Ah, not good. Not good at all."

There were currently one thousand and fifty combatants, in total. They would have been a bit more, but some had already died while defending the city before the Hero arrived. Still, comparing the current number of the Adventurers and the Hero's forces with the enemies' was nothing short of a bad joke.

They were outnumbered almost ten to one.

Each Demon Company had at least two thousand five hundred soldiers. Leading the Lower Class demons from behind were the Middle Class ones. Zabdel could spot three Generals from where he stood. He also got accurate reports that three

other Generals were situated at the South—two pairs were also situated in the West and East respectively.

That made a total of ten Demon Generals—all possessing tremendous amount of power.

In short, the numbers were staggering!

"We also have the short end of the stick in terms of quality." Zabdel pointed out, staring grimly at the enemies that menacingly marched forward.

Even though their special weapons had guaranteed their survival thus far, there was only so much they could have made from the Dragon Corpse.

A few hundred weapons had been successfully crafted, but most of them had practically lost their durability. The demons were just that tough.

In a free-for-all, it was no puzzle who would go down first.

"The Hero is our only hope at securing victory." Zabdel murmured, glancing at Sarah with an anxious look.

"I know that. He's surely working on something! We shouldn't doubt him.

"I hope you're right. I also believe in the Hero. But, can I ask you something...?"

The middle aged man felt terrible for resorting to this, or even having such a thought, but he was a pragmatic and extremely shrewd individual.

He wholeheartedly believed in the Legendary Dragon Slayer and the Hero, but after witnessing the insurmountable number and superior might of the demons, he was fast losing his faith.

"Do you really believe he can defeat all of them?"

It was a difficult question to ask, the Vice Guildmaster was well aware. He was basically asking the young lady to question her faith. What kind of man was he?

"I'm sorry I asked. Forget i—"

"I believe!" Sarah's voice was loud and firm.

Her brown eyes held no iota of doubt. It was the purest form of dedication, and Zabdel was completely awestruck by her confidence.

"I-I see..."

Zabdel felt embarrassed. However, this shame of his slowly transformed into faith.

"I believe too. The Hero will definitely come through for us."

Sarah Lyniette cracked a smile and nodded. Her face radiated with glimmers of hope, and her entire countenance transformed into joy.

"Indeed. He's already here."

Even the Vice Guildmaster could not reason with this level of devotion.

"E-eh? Aren't you taking it too far, Sarah? Isn't he still in his—"

"No. Look. He's really here." The Priestess pointed excitedly at the sky.

'What is she pointing at? It's just the sky, and—!!!'

Zabdel's eyes widened in shock, and slowly the Adventurers around him began murmuring in surprise and amazement.

It was because the sight they saw was mind-blowing enough to silence the fears creeping into their hearts.

"T-the Hero!"

"The Hero is here!"

"It's the Hero!!!"

Several and voices all over the city cheered and gave a roaring declaration as every troubled eye transformed to that of wonder.

How could they remain depressed when their savior hovered above the city in his marvelous form?

His awe-inspiring draconic form, and the confident aura oozing from him was enough to send the denizens of Dulum into an uproar.

"He's really here! And he's flying to show himself to the enemies surrounding the City.

This is... I never expected him to..." Zabdel was at a loss for words, but there was one person who seemed to be completely composed. It was Sarah!

"He came... just as I believed." Her voice was soft, full of hope.

Everyone around her could not help but agree. Her absolute faith was legitimate, after all.

"And now... it's time for our enemies to suffer."