“Hey, come over here!”
“I’m driving the carriage right now. Can’t you tell? And please stop throwing Menna’s shells. I’m dodging them all.”
“You’re getting sassy.”
“Pris-sis, you hit me!”
“Just dodge properly, will you?”
Nearly two years had passed since my talk with Marquis Fugen. During that time, Harmonia’s royal family had fallen, but Marquis Fugen and the alliance of nations he had established were fighting the Demon Army. The war was fierce, and the Demon Army was slowly gaining ground.
“So, where are we headed again?”
How many times had this conversation happened? I wish she’d drink a little less. Cut back on the nighttime drinks and take some days off, please.
“We’ll be at the Demon Lord’s castle soon. We’re going to slip through the alliance’s fight and take the Demon Lord’s head.”
“But Captain, aren’t we too few? I bet there are strong individuals inside the castle.”
“It’s alright, Alana. We are strong. Have confidence.”
We, the White Lily Corps, had fought alongside Marquis Fugen and, due to our immense achievements, had come to be called the “Hero’s Corps.”
“…We are a corps of heroes.”
Christine has also become more talkative compared to the past. If only she’d smile a little more, she’d be perfect. Though her voice at night is still loud as ever.
“It’s better to have strong individuals. Strong individuals become strong zombies.”
You haven’t changed, Rufina. Do you really like zombies that much? And is it really a good idea to make zombies stand by the bed? I want to be alone with you.
“This time, I’ve prepared the strongest Blue Knight~. With me and the Blue Knight, the Demon Lord will be a cinch~.”
It might not be a “cinch,” but the Blue Knight Orietta created is quite a considerable force. I’m glad I didn’t become the Blue Knight myself.
“I’ve been wondering for a while, why does Mikael’s weapon look like a scythe?”
“You’ll have to ask Orietta about that. She’s the one who made it.”
The weapon Orietta created through alchemy looks like the great scythe wielded by a reaper, and its sharpness and durability are top-notch. She created exactly what I envisioned, except for the shape.
“That’s because Rufina-chan designed it~. She said a great scythe is best for taking lives~.”
Setting aside the design, this great scythe is amazing. Even I, who am not a mage, can feel the scythe itself absorbing ambient magic power, increasing its sharpness, and then releasing magic power from the opposite side of the blade to accelerate the speed of the great scythe’s slashes.
“It might look a bit unsettling for a hero to wield…”
It’s true, as Sophia said, but I really like it, again, except for the shape.
“Why is this guy the hero? If you’re going to say something, say ‘cowardly hero’.”
I’m sorry for being a coward! Only the rumors ran wild, and I became the hero. The achievements are real, and both Priscilla and I wield great scythes on the front lines.
“But I was the one who defeated those two trolls the other day.”
“…They were big.”
Thanks for the save, Christine. I started fighting after my discussion with Marquis Fugen too. I was scared, but everyone helped me, and I managed to survive. That’s why I’ve come to be called a hero, but my combat results are the lowest among the corps members.
“I get it. More importantly, Mikael, what will the wartime corps rule be when we take the enemy commander’s head?”
“What do you mean? It’ll be business as usual, won’t it?”
“It won’t be business as usual. It’s the commander! It’s the Demon Lord! The one who destroyed Harmonia’s royal family and is currently tormenting the alliance of nations! It won’t be business as usual.”
Usually, when I take the head of an enemy captain or general, the wartime corps rule is “a ticket for anything you want to do for a day.” Is that not good enough?
“Then, what do you want?”
“………”
“Hm? What did you say?”
“Marriage! I said…”
Marriage!?
“Kyaaaah!”
“The one who takes the Demon Lord’s head will marry Mikael! That’s only natural for a hero. If you marry me, I’ll dote on you all day long.”
The logic of marrying the hero and the Demon Lord’s head is unclear, but I’m confident I could die within a month if I married Priscilla.
“…Let’s be happy.”
Can I be happy marrying Christine, who has a constitution for misfortune and can withstand “unfortunate heart attacks”!?
“I will make you happy.”
Will I be able to be happy with Sophia? It feels like a Meteor Strike will fly if I even look at another girl.
“I’ll turn the Captain into a zombie and make him mine forever.”
Can’t you consider being happy while alive rather than turning me into a zombie? Also, zombies rot. Be careful with preservation, Rufina.
“I want to have lots of children!”
Alana, you’re so direct, I like it. Her blushing face is cute. I wonder which parent human or demi-human children would resemble.
“I want to conduct various experiments~. Captain seems like he’ll respond to them~.”
I’m scared of experiments, Orietta. I feel like I might end up being made into an artificial human… Or worse, gain only lower body enhancements!?
Is this a flag for me? Whether I win or lose, it feels dangerous. I received a cheat from God, gained the ability to speak, and have lived in this world as a mercenary captain, experiencing both joy and hardship. But I can’t be stopped here.
I received one more thing from God: a cheat I can use only once in my life. The acceleration cheat that allows me to move faster than anyone else. “Godspeed.”
I’m sorry everyone, but I’ll go on ahead and take the Demon Lord’s head myself. I prefer a harem to marriage. If possible, a harem where everyone loves me.
“Godspeed, full power!”
Mikael Sin ran across the foreign land, heading towards the Demon Lord.
…This is about a mercenary corps. The story of the worst, yet strongest, White Lily Corps, and its captain who reincarnated and was promoted to Hero.
…Or so it was supposed to end.
I took the Demon Lord’s head, but I died with the Demon Lord’s sword in my chest. Probably…
“What a boring ending.”
