Keke the Alchemist.
Pharmaceutical production prohibited worldwide.
Medicine lost its manufacturing technique in the Western Grabum Kingdom.
Selling arms and armor with skills and magic power.
War funds were steadily increasing.
“Hah!”
On the way back from selling medicine.
Books from a bookstore were being air-dried on the main street.
Paper-eating insects were being exterminated.
Keke’s eyes were fixed on one of the several dozen books.
The title of the book was “The Victory Records of the Great Hero Ankiri.”
“Ugh, how sickening. Shopkeeper! Is the shopkeeper here?!”
Keke called out to the bookstore owner.
“Um, yes? Something?”
“Are you the shopkeeper?”
The person who appeared was the one in charge of tending the shop.
“Whatever. I want to buy this book!”
“Ah, yes. It’s 54,000 Carmeys (5 silver coins and 4 copper coins from the Western Grabum Kingdom).”
“Expensive?!”
“Ah, yes, it is. After all, it’s a popular book.”
Keke glared at the cover with disgust.
He roughly slapped the 54,000 Carmeys into the hands of the shop assistant.
“Thank you.”
“Hmph.”
Because the item was sold, the shop assistant stopped worrying about why Keke had such a bad attitude and returned behind the payment counter.
Keke stayed at a random inn.
And flipped through “The Victory Records of the Great Hero Ankiri,” which featured a detestable person.
This is the record of the battles of a person loved by the Goddess, later hailed by the people as the Great Hero.
“What a pretentious start… doesn’t suit him,”
Ankiri was chosen by the Goddess as necessary for this world.
Before him, monsters could not exert their full power.
Before him, villains and murderers alike knelt and confessed their sins.
“As if! It’s just a mental skill. Semi-brainwashing. What’s worse, it’s a constant activation type.”
A king of a certain country, having heard rumors of this person, said:
“That person must be the one who protects us humans. Immediately send an emissary and invite him to the royal palace.”
The moment the King saw Ankiri, who had come to the royal palace!
He realized he was a being sent by the Goddess in Heaven.
Apologizing to Ankiri for his own short-sightedness in trying to use him for national gain, he bowed his head.
The knights, important figures, and great nobles present in the King’s chambers were astonished.
Later, they would recount this event for generations to come.
That Ankiri was a person of equal or greater standing than the King.
“What do you mean, greater than the King! Ugh. Reading this infuriates me. But it must contain detailed information about the history after I was killed.”
Keke took a deep breath.
And continued reading.
Ankiri accepted the King’s apology.
He said he would gladly be used if it was for the sake of the country.
The King was so pleased that he almost shed tears.
“He says it’s for the country, but is that really okay? He’ll have to conquer the depths of harsh labyrinths and fight beings who call themselves Demon Kings.”
The King worried about Ankiri’s safety.
Even a messenger sent from Heaven.
Once he descended to this world, his body was that of a human.
If his neck or heart were targeted, he would die.
“I appreciate your concern.”
Ankiri persuaded the King and the important figures and great nobles that he would be even more beneficial to the country if he overcame these harsh tasks.
“Then, the bandit groups within the country shall be your first mission. Go forth, Ankiri. You are the sword of our country.”
The King unhesitatingly gave his first order.
Several days later.
The bandit groups ordered by the King were splendidly subjugated.
The treasures that the bandit groups had accumulated were presented to the royal palace.
“You have completed your mission safely! As expected of our country’s sword!”
The King ordered him to rest for a while.
However, important figures and great nobles who had noticed Ankiri’s military might secretly gave him jobs.
“Yes, if it is for the good of the country.”
Ankiri readily accepted.
Not only did he discard the honor of being taken into the royal palace,
He was ordered to defeat traitors who showed defiance to the country.
Ankiri started with places he knew.
Zailkail Dobuseln Drum, the Undead King.
Guiz Enriquez, the Wolf Fang King.
Keke Parcoz, the Alchemist King.
“Guhhh”
His own name appeared, and he dug his finger into the page, creating a crease.
It seemed the high-quality paper had an enhancement applied to it.
The crease quickly disappeared, and the page remained clean. It was indeed expensive.
Pulling himself together, he continued to read about those who were subjugated – his fellow victims.
How much time had passed?
I knew that after my death, this guy ran wild.
Even the beautified combat descriptions.
From the perspective of me, a victim.
Well, I suppose it had to be written this way, I understood.
“Still, the thought that his descendants are everywhere makes it difficult to suppress the urge to kill.”
Keke shoved “The Victory Records of the Great Hero Ankiri,” which he had finished reading, into his bag.
He didn’t like most of the content, but it showed clues to what he needed now.
It was too early to burn or tear it up.
It wasn’t too late to retrieve the items first.
“If there was someone like me (a rare phenomenon where past life memories take over the body),”
Just like me, they would think the same.
He knew the location, but there was a possibility that someone else had gotten the items first and hidden them elsewhere.
But, he decided to go for it anyway.
Keke prepared his equipment and headed out from the nearest location.
Keke’s Great Adventure.
If someone were to record it in a book,
It would surely become a thick, ridiculously expensive book, just like the Great Hero Ankiri’s.
A few weeks until the encounter with Rayos, who personifies the Queen Ant.
What kind of conclusion will Keke the Alchemist and Rayos the Magical Beast Tamer reach?
