I Picked Up the Abandoned Hero

Chapter 7

7 – 7. Harmonious Family Relations

‘Sometimes later…!’

Arsel tried to figure out the identity of the assailant who appeared behind her without anyone knowing.

“Aga must have been the hero who brutally murdered his comrades and escaped?”

“…”

However, as soon as he heard those words, indescribable emotions began to flood in, and it was as if his heart was clamped with dozens of layers of chains.

I am out of breath.

Memories that had been forgotten, nightmares that could never be forgotten tried to come back to life.

That moment-

“I told you when it was coming!”

“Tsk, I said that somehow it disappears easily.”

“Alfred…?”

Kwaang-!!!

With a roar, Alfred burst through the door.

“Because I don’t want to destroy my castle! Let’s talk outside!”

“Yes, that would be nice.”

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Alfred grabbed the one behind Arcel in an instant and jumped out of his window, and the clash started in an instant.

It’s a short time of about 30 seconds, but sparks fly and the sound of an explosion fills the air.

Arsel ran straight to the window and tried to grasp the situation outside, but the battle had already progressed quite a bit.

In the sky of the Devil’s Forest, countless magics were unfolding and creating a storm.

“That’s an alternative-“

Many monsters on the ground and in the sky are running away from the epicenter of the disaster as if they are trying to avoid it.

Devil’s Forest has many monsters as dangerous as its notoriety.

There are some things that cannot be dealt with unless a group of skilled adventurers or a subjugation party composed of dozens of knights arrive.

Therefore, it is a rule to move as stealthily as possible when passing through the Devil’s Forest, because if you make even the slightest sign or sound, you will be surrounded by monsters in an instant.

And now there was such a big commotion that everything in the Devil’s Forest could tell.

‘The monsters are running away. Originally, if they sensed a wave of magic like that, they would attack in groups.’

Strangely enough, however, the monsters were busy running away rather than going to rescue the cause of the commotion.

Monsters attack people.

People run away from monsters.

Looking at that scene, it was as if the monsters were people and the people at the center were monsters.

‘Alfred is a demon who has a history of destroying an army single-handedly. But who is the author?’

It’s no surprise that Alfred has such powers.

In the first place, that wouldn’t be all that hard either.

Arcel had seen Alfred up close and far a number of times in the past, and seeing that he had already invaded the church single-handedly and massacred everyone, it was beyond dangerous.

To be honest, if it weren’t for the demon king, it wouldn’t be strange to be mistaken for the demon king by humans.

‘…Am I relying on that demon?’

It’s funny when you think about it.

He, who was once a hero, was saved by a demon with a notoriety comparable to that of the demon king, and received many blessings.

After being chosen by the holy sword, he was taught that only demons are evil beings that must be overthrown, but it was absurd that he was relying on them.

I felt like I didn’t know what life would be like.

Pooong-!!!

It was when Arcel turned his attention to the scene, with the intense explosion happening again.

“Throw that way! Take it well!”

“What do you mean-“

Suddenly, through the smoke, a human figure flew towards Arcel’s room.

About 3 minutes, if it was long, if it was long, if it was short, the short battle had come to an end.

Puff!

“Ugh!”

Arsel managed to catch Alfred’s throw.

Looking at the circumstances, this person is probably the man behind him a little while ago.

However, somehow the assailant’s body felt small and light.

“Ugh… They don’t care at all.”

“Oh, a child?”

The identity was shocking, if shocking.

At first, I thought there was a big hit assassin who controlled the underworld among humans and demons.

However, when he saw him using magic, he was a bit skeptical, and after seeing it with his own eyes, he realized that he wasn’t that kind of assassin.

“Baby, who do you think is a child? Even if it looks like this, I have outlived your ancestors’ parents’ ancestors.”

Wherever you looked, he was a young child.

The girl next door, whom I used to play with in the countryside when I was young, was probably about this age at the time.

“You shouldn’t be fooled by appearances, you humans have a bad habit that is imprinted on you as a species that first understands appearances.”

“Alfred! Are you okay?!”

Hearing Alfred’s voice outside the window, Arcel ran straight ahead.

When he returned, he looked miserable.

There were dozens of swords and arrows stuck in his body, and fire was still burning in his shoulders and legs.

“The injury is serious! Hurry up and heal…!”

“Ah, it got dirty before I knew it. I will have to change later.”

Of course, I brushed his hair like a dog shaking off water, and it came back as normal as it always did.

Except for the ragged clothes, there was no sign of any battle.

This is beyond just a quick recovery.

How on earth is this possible?

“…Come to think of it, even if your hair was cut off, you put it back on as if nothing happened. I was a fool for worrying.”

Arsel puts his forehead on his forehead and sighs in relief.

His true identity was also stagnant, but I was relieved to hear that he was uninjured.

“I was sick, too, right? It is said that only his arm fell twice and the swords stuck in his body exceeded 12. Another neck-“

“No, don’t go into more detail than that. If you imagine it, even I would be offended.”

“Agree, I need to sort things out anyway.”

Charleureuk-!

As Alfred beckons, the chain that flew from outside his window tightly restrains the child’s body.

It is the same chain that bound Arcel earlier.

This was a chain used only when capturing high-risk large monsters.

“Could you tie it up a little bit? The arm you broke hurts. Because I can’t recover as quickly as you. I want you to be so considerate.”

“Originally, I would have pulled out that arm.

“…Hey, is it okay for a second?”

Around the time of such a bloody conversation, Arcel took Alfred’s hand and came out into the hallway.

“Why? Have you ever been hurt?”

“No, it’s not like that. Rather, that child… It must be an elf, and it looks like a high-ranking high elf, right?”

At first, I didn’t notice that it was an elf.

It was because of the dust that was buried in the battle that was so tough.

Still, from the pointy ears and white hair, I was able to figure out that the child was a high elf.

“Right, you humans call them that way. Even though I and the elves call them elves just the same.”

High Elves.

A name given to elves who have lived for more than 1000 years.

Elves who have lived for a long time have gray hair and become more mature mentally.

Of course, having lived for more than 1,000 years, he must have a deep knowledge of magic, so it is understandable that the battle with Alfred was established a while ago.

‘It seems that even the high elves couldn’t win.’

The reason why they are called high elves rather than elves is that even elves, a long-lived species, rarely live more than 1,000 years.

To humans with an average lifespan of 80 years at most, high elves must be mysterious beings.

“Have you ever seen an elf like that before?”

“I have seen it once. Because the elders of the elves are the high elves. But why are the high elves here? It seems like it was you, not me.”

“That’s right, that elf is my maternal grandmother. He probably came running mad because I stole the book.”

“…Grandmother?”

Hearing the identity of such a high elf, Arcel’s thoughts seemed to stop for a moment.

“Yes, my name is Shion Magus. But feel free to call me Grandma.”

Alfred is half human and half horse.

His maternal grandmother was none other than a high elf.

If something goes wrong, isn’t it a long time ago?

Rather than that, they fought a battle using wild magic as if they were almost trying to kill each other.

In other words, it becomes a story that Alfred fought to death with his grandmother.

For some reason, Arcel seemed to have a headache again.

“Originally, the cultures of demons and humans are different, so you don’t have to try to understand them. I am also half human.”

I don’t even bother talking about it anymore.

It was clear that if I tried anyway, it would only hurt my head more.

†††

“…Is it really okay to leave it like that?”

“What?”

Arsel sat down on the sofa and carefully opened his mouth.

He was in a situation where it was burdensome for him to open his mouth, but doubts continued in his head, at least from a human point of view, was this okay?

“Isn’t that the cross used to burn witches?”

“At the same time, it is a tool that seals mana so that magic cannot be used. It was handcrafted by a craftsman specializing in burning, so you can rest assured that the quality is different from that used by humans.”

“It’s not like that. I mean, is it okay to hang your grandmother on that cross…?”

“That’s what I mean, sweetie, I wonder what kind of child would hang her grandmother in a place like this…”

It’s because Alfred hung the high elf he successfully subdued, his maternal grandmother, on the stake.

Alfred’s reaction was strong, asking why such a thing was in the castle, but what the problem was.

“Yes, you are right. If you hang it on the stake, you should also light it. I can’t believe I forgot something so basic.”

“Uh…?”

“Stop! No matter how you think about it! Didn’t you say that elf was your grandmother!”

But it was rather a nobleman.

Alfred naturally took a torch from the hallway and tried to set fire to the stake.

When the elf saw that, his face went pale.

At least, Arsel grabbed him by the waist and stopped him.

“It’s okay, this room is made of non-combustible building materials, so there is no fire.”

“It’s not that kind of problem! That, yes conversation! How about having a conversation? Did you like to talk?”

“I see, I was usually given a chance to confess before being burned.”

Only then did Alfred hang the torch in the hallway again.

The two sat down on the sofa in front of the stake again.

Alfred was sitting next to Arcel and smiling, but on the contrary, she was sweating and holding her forehead.

Then there was a moment of silence.

“Whoa… I almost went to the underworld after coming to get the book back… You’re a good-natured kid. Unlike the Goby, who is a living master of immortality next to him. Tsk.”

It was the cross-bound elf who spoke this time.

Unlike her benevolent smile at herself, she clicked her tongue disapprovingly at Alfred.

“Thank you, I was originally a bit immoral.”

“You’re not saying thank you for that, are you…?”

Arsel began to doubt whether the relationship between the two was really that of a grandson and a grandmother.

In the first place, wasn’t Alfred a mixed blood of a human and a demon, not a mixed blood of an elf and a demon?

“So, I have more questions for you and your grandchildren…”

“Tell me. Since she is my maternal grandmother, I will especially listen to her last will.”

Seeing that there is no negativity between them, it seems like they are right, but I was worried about whether Arcel was really okay as it was.

‘The parties involved don’t seem to care much, but…’

High elves are especially respected in elven society.

To harm such a high elf was tantamount to a declaration of war on all elves.

But what Alfred did to his maternal grandmother as a high elf would have been the same as what he would have collapsed from foaming if there had been an elf by his side.

‘Maybe they will take a massive revenge on the castle.’

Alfred was already widely known as notorious, but he couldn’t help but worry.

Before, I had just sent the knights away, and maybe the elves were angry because of this incident.

Besides, the cause of all of this, Yen was even more worried because he seemed to have contributed quite a bit.

It was because of him that the knights came here, and it was Arcel who showed interest in that elf in the first place.

He wondered if the incident happened because of him.

A lot of bitter thoughts came to Arcel.

However, I’ve heard words that blow away those thoughts once and for all.

“Is the baby the bride of my grandson?”

Tied to the cross, the elf tilted his head and asked.

“…Yes?”

In an instant, a clouding phenomenon occurred in Arcel’s accident.