Kidnapping the Hero Party

5. Hero Party. kidnapping the second colleague (1)

5. Champion Party. kidnapping the second colleague (1)

Warrior.

Heroes appearing in various media are often portrayed as masters of swordsmanship.

It uses the power of the holy sword to annihilate demons, and easily cuts through the huge rocks blocking the way.

A warrior carrying the task of saving the world is expressed as a gifted worm.

The same goes for the warrior who wields the sword in front of me.

“Ah! Eight!”

“… ”

Booung.

A warrior who makes a strange chirping sound.

He swings his sword in a sloppy posture.

He loses his center and stumbles as if he’s about to collapse.

From a distance, he could have judged that he had no talent.

However, it was ironic that the hero’s strange attacks were all directed at my vital point.

‘If you have this kind of talent… The warrior is right.’

pit of the stomach.

liver.

heart.

The hero continues to stab the vital point.

He didn’t understand the vital point with his head, but his instincts seemed to attack him.

‘If I had to ask, should I say that the old building is equipped with the latest equipment… ‘

I recognized the innate sense of fighting.

On the other hand, there were many weaknesses that were revealed.

Unaware of that fact, Luna confided in herself.

“Hey, how are you? You can’t do anything?! Escape today.

“gibberish. Too many unnecessary movements.”

“to?”

widely.

The warrior’s wooden sword, which he had been swinging hard, stopped for a moment.

The wooden sword soared towards the sky.

The hero’s body was rolling on the floor.

“Keng!”

“Don’t be flattered by such beginner skills. I can deal with you even without a sword.”

“Ahh.. why am I on the floor..? What did you just do..?”

“I raised your wooden sword and kicked your legs that lost your balance. The balance is terrible.”

If this situation had been a real battle, I would have died.

‘by the way… ‘

most important talent.

Her talent was comparable to that of a warrior.

As I attacked, my eyes were always on my movements.

Where to move, how to attack next.

It seemed as if those thoughts were naturally cut into his body.

“Have you ever held a sword?”

“… Just once last time. When I was scouted by the Knights Templar.”

“Is it the Sylvester Knights?”

The warrior nodded as if he was right.

Sylvester Knights.

It’s a knight I’m pretty much related to.

I woke up Luna lying on the floor.

“For now, fighting with me is of no use. Start with basic training-”

“yes?! why? only once! One more time and I think I’ll win!”

“No, I have to do it a thousand more times. annoying.”

“No! I think it will be over once!”

Self-esteem is skyrocketing

Even if you teach warriors in this state.

It was clear that he would ignore all of my advice.

Obviously, the hero will grow in a strange direction.

I replied to the hero as if I couldn’t do it.

“… just once. If you lose, listen to me quietly. Training is also followed. Okay?”

“yes! I know!”

The hero ran towards the fallen wooden sword.

Maybe it was because his hair was gold, and he looked like a golden retriever when he picked up a wooden sword.

She replaced me in a sloppy position again.

… It’s a little hard to see.

“Put your front feet a span forward and your hips back. Support yourself with your legs.”

“Do not order! I will take care of it!”

stubborn.

In most media, the hero shows an extroverted tendency.

Always act as if you are the only one who is right.

‘This is right!’, ‘This is the right thing to do!’

Before Luna meets the official hero party.

That stubbornness had to be broken.

“The lord will give in. Come in first.”

“… You will regret it.”

“If you just listen, you will know that you are a sword master..”

The hero seemed to be trapped in his own world.

Perhaps that kind of confidence was offered to the Knights of Sylvester and received praise.

‘You are talented! How about joining our knights? If it were you, the Knights Commander would be soon!’

Well, I would have said something like this.

The word ‘talent’ that turns a person into a frog in a well.

Indeed, it is like a curse.

I said to the brave warrior who believed only in talent.

“Come in. Let me show you your skills.”

“Go, go! Do not regret it!”

weep

The hero started running like a racehorse with no side in sight.

Even though he received training a while ago, his posture was still messed up.

In such a messed up position, she raised her sword high.

cut down.

Drawing an arc, it was drawn towards the black floor.

It was a natural attack that seemed to be connected by a single solid line.

but.

“The cutting motion that started from an unstable posture is too large.”

“to?”

The target part was good, but the result was bad.

He slightly tilted his shoulders to avoid the neck sword.

The difference is large enough to fit a single sheet of paper.

The warrior’s blue eyes widened at the sight.

However, by then it was already too late.

Is it time for me to dig into her arms?

“Swordsmanship is important. And, lives matter too.”

A wooden sword was prepared behind my body.

If I give a signal, it will immediately rush towards the hero.

As if the hero had figured it out, the composure in his always active eyes began to disappear.

‘Die.’

A more instinctive warrior than anyone else would have felt it.

The survival instinct is higher than anything else.

The hero’s blue eyes deepened and he sensed the danger.

However, there was nothing she could do.

because I was weak

So my attack was shot towards the hero.

widely.

“Ouch!”

dull hitting sound.

The vain voice of the warrior comes out.

“What, what is it? Am I alive…?”

“It’s the night. There’s no way you can kill me.”

“Yeah, but I just wanted to kill him… ”

“Not at all. I just misunderstood myself.”

At that voice, the hero sat down on his seat as if his legs had loosened.

There were some tears in her eyes.

for such a warrior.

I gave her one helpful word.

“Talent is nowhere to be found. This will take another 30 years.”

“… ”

“Such a talentless prosecutor. It is the first time in my life.”

“Hib.”

Waterfalls began to pour from Luna’s blue eyes, which were filled with tears at my words.

Because I faced my skills properly.

Now you can sharpen your swordsmanship.

‘Pain is necessary for growth.’

the day you beat me

I wanted to come to you sooner.

***

“aah..!!!”

Bang!

Lying on the bed, Luna kicked off the futon.

It was because it reminded me of lunch.

“I! talent! No!? Whoa..!!”

Every time Luna spoke, she kicked the blanket hard.

Uncle Jun.

That kidnapper!

He said he was going out for a while, so there was no one who could stop her from running away.

“I have no eyes to see! kidnap people! What a good person! You are such a bad person!! I’m an idiot who misunderstood!”

Spelling out the wrath of lunch, Luna kicked the duvet.

that day.

Because it was a talent that was offered by the commander of the Sylvester Knights and had never been questioned.

The wound was also painfully painful.

“Am I not talented? wait..! I will definitely win! What does it mean to stand still! Live in a dirty living room for the rest of your life, psychopath!”

I will definitely take revenge!

Luna decided to forget the messy living room from her memory.

She has only progress.

‘Keep the black with you at all times. It will help your senses.’

Recalling Jun-woo’s voice, Luna grabbed the wooden sword hung on the wall in her hand.

Then, looking back on the fight over lunch, he began to correct his posture.

Whoa.

“Did he do this…? No, it’s a little different… Is it because of body differences? If it’s the right posture for my body… ”

Luna recalled the scene of sparring in her mind.

What posture suits you.

What stance is effective to attack the opponent.

As I checked them one by one, I gradually started to take shape from my sloppy posture.

“No, this might be better… ”

gradually.

To the extent that I wonder if it moved 1 cm in 10 minutes.

Like a caterpillar wriggling, it corrected its posture and went out.

***

dinner.

The capital city, where the vigor has faded, and the spirits weary of strength walk the streets.

Kidnapper Lee Jun-woo mingled with them and calmly walked down the street.

‘The hero must be practicing alone by now.’

You will find your own shortcomings, find out where you went wrong, and slowly open up to find the right answer.

That’s a warrior’s talent.

It only throws problems at the warrior.

You will be able to find the answer on your own without having to tell us.

It was Lee Jun-woo’s own consideration that left the place empty.

“… But, there is nothing I can do about it.”

I thought you were just lying on the sofa.

A handful of regrets came out, but Lee Jun-woo decided to just walk around the city.

I liked the night air, so it was rather good.

“ha… ”

Breathing in the cold night air, Jun-woo Lee looked around the streets of the capital.

There were adventurers just like him, and there were also happy families.

Some people looked happy, while others looked unhappy.

‘How will I look in the eyes of others?’

Lee Jun-woo, who was immersed in sentimentality, had such a small thought.

I don’t see a man who doesn’t even know why he lives with a blunt expression as a happy person, so I’m going to look like an unhappy person.

Lee Jun-woo fits the expression that he is living because he cannot die.

‘Your soul is dead, so you can’t go back to Korea. Junwoo lives here.’

‘If it’s a ‘wish’ that defeats the demon lord and grants anything, I might be able to return, but… that belongs to the hero’s party.’

Recalling Minerva’s words, to the ear of Lee Jun-woo, who was walking down the street endlessly.

A voice that tickled my ears began to sound.

“Come on, buy a match~”

“… ?”

“Buy a pack of matches~”

The foreign voice of a girl with a match is heard from somewhere.

Hearing those words, a puzzlement popped into Lee Jun-woo’s head.

‘What era are you selling matches in? No one would buy it?’

I don’t know about that village on the outskirts of the countryside, but there is no demand for matches in the capital city of Grancia.

Because even ordinary people could light a fire cheaply with a lamp using magic stones.

There were neither buyers nor sellers of matches.

‘But why are they selling matches in the middle of the night… ?’

The match girl’s voice stimulated Lee Jun-woo’s curiosity.

He walked toward the source of the sound.

On a dark evening when people passed by, there was a match girl dressed in shabby clothes on the street.

“Ah, adventurer..! Would you like to buy a match? It might be useful for your adventure..!”

A match girl with a kind smile.

She was wearing a red hood, but her pale pink hair poked out through it.

The basket in his hand was filled with countless matches.

Looking at her appearance, she seemed to be a girl of the same age as the hero.

Lee Jun-woo asked out of curiosity.

“How much is a pack?”

“It’s 1000 ferries. Especially for adventurers, I’ll give you two!”

A girl who sells matches with a warm heart.

The weather was cold, but her smile contained happiness.

Despite her shabby appearance and selling matches, she did not lose her happiness.

And over that smile.

A familiar window appeared.

[Unexpected Quest! cold evening. A girl selling matches! This child will become a friend of the future hero! Lee Jun-woo What is your choice?]

[One. Buy matches and kidnap the girl within 4 days.]

[2. I don’t buy matches.]

Answer.

An unconditional answer is required.

Lee Jun-woo immediately checked the answer.

The future of the city that chose number two.

…

His vision was dark, and a different landscape unfolded in front of Jun-woo Lee.

It was dark and bloody all around, and I had no idea where it was.

widely-

The lights turn on, and a woman appears in front of her.

‘The girl who sells matches… ?’

The little match-girl, who had seemed kind a moment ago, disappeared, and a mature, mad woman appeared as if a screw had been loosened.

She mumbled something to herself, and lifted her head.

Blood-drenched red eyes stared at me.

‘What are those eyes… ‘

Something.

something is dangerous

Maybe the me in the future had judged that way, so I turned around and started running away.

The sticky blood clings to his shoes, and he fled at top speed.

But, was it lack of sincerity?

‘Finally, I found it.’

A woman holding my head as it rolls on the floor.

The last thing I saw was the last look of the girl with the match arm hugging my severed hair.

The smile of a happy girl as if standing in a flower field in a bloody alley ends with a smile.

The answer sheet covered the page.

…

That nice looking little match girl killed me and hugged her head?

“Such crazy… ”

It’s the same with warriors.

That girl will somehow kill me later, and I have to kidnap her to stop it.

I’m 1 time. Without hesitation, he clicked on “The arm of the match is kidnapping the girl.”