Chapter 195

[11th Round] This Hero Is a Normal Person!

The hideout where Thief Es family lived wasnt far from the nest of the Ice Dragon King Sleyas.

It was about an hour ride by Medusa.

The reality of what I thought was a desert with only sand spreading beyond the horizon was completely different.

Even the mirage here is infested with fantasy

Mirage.

A natural phenomenon where something that didnt actually exist appeared to exist.

It occurred whenever lights were refracted due to the temperature difference between the surface and the atmosphere. It could cause distant objects to appear closer or cause optical illusions to float in the sky.

A prime example of it was an oasis.

People often tortured themselves by running to an oasis out of hope of being able to finally drink water and since it seemed near, only to find out that they couldnt get there at all even though it looked so close that they could get to it once they reached out.

However, its effects had risen a bit more in this fantasy-filled world.

The normal mirage was foggy like a haze, but Fantasys mirage completely deceived me, who had the sharp senses of a MAX-Cla.s.s Hero.

It was no exaggeration to say that this was magic beyond the natural refraction of light. No, it might actually be magic.

Hero, I welcome you to the real elven palace!

Thief E boasted, pointing to the log house built next to the oasis.

I replied, noting down the fact that she didnt look like she was joking.

I think its an insult to all the palaces in the universe to describe that as a palace

It wasnt even a high-quality log cabin. It had an extremely sloppy shape, probably made by cutting down the surrounding palm trees.

And the elves who lived in it

Oh, my! Illeana, welcome home!

A woman jumped out and shouted. She was wearing nothing but palm leaves.

She used a parasol woven from the same material to block the hot sun of the desert.

Hey. You should cover your body with that

She was a lofty beauty reminiscent of the Queen of the Amazon, having dark green straight hair close to black.

She had a slender neck and pretty cervical vertebrae beneath it and further down There was indeed an elven wasteland.

That elf was Thief Es biological mother.

Her occupation was the most common widow on the Fantasy Continent.

According to stories from the previous round, Thief Es father left to collect relics, and he never returned.

In other words, her mother was her only family.

My eyes met my temporary mother-in-laws gaze. From now on, I didnt have to pretend to be her fianc.

Welcome, my son-in-law. Its good to see you.

Yeah. So it seems.

I quietly adjusted my rhythm since she took the initiative first.

A-are you saying that you were really my fianc?!

Thief E was astonished.

She sounded like she didnt believe the words of the righteous hero until now.

She was disqualified since she believed the hero even after insisting that a Magic Sword was a Holy Sword, but now wasnt the time to argue about it.

I already knew by the mother-in-laws expression.

Illeana, go wash up. Mother has to talk to my wonderful son-in-law.

Ugh Okay.

Thief E ran towards the oasis with her face blus.h.i.+ng.

There was no such thing as a screen because they never had guests here. There was only that one rattle in the basket, which kept her clothes from being blown away by the sand.

A woman was really living here without any defenses. That showed how safe and hidden this place was.

No, that wasnt all.

Race: Old Elf

Level: 9999+

Job: a.s.sa.s.sin (Night Ambush)

Skill: a.s.sa.s.sination ZZZ, Anti-Magic ZZZ, Sorcery ZZZ, Stealth ZZ, Transformation ZZ

Status: Magic Sword, Magic Beast, Relic

This woman believed in her own power, and she had the ability to match it.

She could even get a job right now as one of the Five Great Calamities or Guardian.

Her just being a widow was ridiculous.

Son-in-law, if youre not going to watch my daughter take a bath, would you like to join me inside? Ill make you a cool coconut juice.

Id love to.

I followed my mother-in-law, who showed her back without boundaries.

The only place to go from here was the rundown log house in front of us. The interior revealed through the open door was as humble as the exterior.

Snap.

But I stopped walking just before I went in behind her. I felt a strange atmosphere that couldnt be explained in words.

She looked back at me and smiled.

Its alright, son-in-law. Im on your side.

It was a very connotative remark.

If this is a trap Youd better give up the thought of dying in peace, Mother-in-law.

After that warning, I entered the place.

Everything around me changed.

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It was no longer a shabby log cabin.

An interior unfolded that was so luxurious even the expression palace introduced by Thief E sounded unappreciative.

It was littered with sparkling gold and silver treasures and delicate artworks. It was like a trove of treasures collected from all over the Fantasy Continent.

The size was also different. Inside the log cabin, there was room for hundreds of the same house.

I thought of it as either a spatial s.h.i.+ft or distortion.

Its a spatial distortion, son-in-law.

Can you read my thoughts freely like those teachers?

Well, I do have the same position.

She answered without hesitation as she poured two drinks from a refrigerator with a modern design that didnt fit into the Fantasy Continent.

I looked around and sat down on a splendid chair made of gold and studded by jewels. After organizing my thoughts, I continued to ask questions.

Is it the same position as the High Priest of the Northern Continent?

They were similar. She was a nanny that had been living alone for a long time because her husband ran away from home.

My mother-in-law offered the coconut juice to me and nodded.

Thats right. We can read your thoughts using the teachers authority and observe you, a student, at any time, regardless of distance. But were not photocopies of each other, son-in-law.

I guess so.

That was because the High Priest of the Northern Continent, who tried to deceive me and make me a puppet husband, never told this story.

She acted like a poor wife abandoned by Senior A.

She also didnt reveal her real ident.i.ty even when her body and mind were conversely under my control.

That was wrong. Its not that she didnt do it, but she couldnt. I can speak comfortably simply because this place allows me to avoid mental interference from the system. This is the warehouse where His Majesty Elfheim, who is my everything, kept the treasures he had gathered during the golden age of the elves. It can be labeled as the most secure location on the Fantasy Continent.

As expected

As I guessed, she really was the wife of that unfortunate Elf King.

I saw her on the Western Continent.

She and her husband belonged to the fake hero party resurrected by Shakespeare, one of the Five Great Calamities.

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But at that time, she was more

Shriek~

The barren desert turned into a rich mountain range.

Fufu! An effort is essential to be loved by the husband. Son-in-law, you also fell into this once, right? I felt sorry that I got married by deceiving him with the breast pads that I pa.s.sed on to my daughter, so I worked hard to learn Transformation. He complained that it was fake, but he hung on like a baby when the lights were turned off. Aah, I really miss that time

I spoke to bring her out of her immersion in her memories.

Why are you telling me this?

My original purpose was to read the memories contained in the Relics of Chaos kept in this hideout and obtain high-quality information.

She was watching everything, which meant she would have known my intentions from the beginning. It wouldnt have been difficult for her to pretend she didnt know anything.

But she didnt.

Of course, I want to make a deal.

A deal?

The original role given to me is to be a mysterious elf who miraculously appears and saves heroes who are lost in this desert when they collapse from exhaustion and helps them get out of here safely. This s.p.a.ce is, of course, private. Instead, Id invite them to the shabby house you saw a while ago.

You said so many useless things.

We never knew when Thief E would come after taking a bath. I wanted her to exclude unnecessary content.

Oh! Dont worry about my daughter breaking in. This is a treasure trove. Time flies very slowly to prevent the treasure from degenerating. It hasnt even been a second out there despite our talk already being prolonged.

Still, lets get straight to the point.

As Ive seen, youre hasty, huh?

Lets just say Im practical.

She put down her drink and clutched her chest with both hands.

My goal is to return to His Majesty Elfheim. Since I found out that the person I thought dead was alive, my life now feels like h.e.l.l.

Didnt she know he was alive?

Previously should I say the previous round? Anyway, I heard you tell Illeana that her unfortunate ancestor was still alive. Even though years have pa.s.sed, my King still seems to have the same taste, which made me feel relieved and anxious at the same time. What if a f.u.c.king b.i.t.c.h- Oh! Im sorry. What if someone seduced him? As you already know, this is the only weakness of His Majesty that was perfect in every way.

Mother-in-law was rubbing her chest while saying that.

It occurred to me that she was the perfect wife for the wretched Elf King, who was obsessed with same-race phobia. Wasnt that what they called a match made in heaven?

You said you were in the same position as the teachers, and, weirdly, you didnt know.

Her words didnt match.

I couldnt explain it because you cut me off a little while ago while saying that I talked so much useless things. After defeating the first Demon King with full power, all of the heros companions in the Hall of Fame were granted with the position of a permanent teacher.

She kept babbling even more after that.

The First Spirit was defeated by boredom and sleepiness.

To summarize her long explanation: civil war broke out shortly after Senior A ran away from home. And the Elfheim faction, who was defeated in that fight, fell to a substandard role known as hero helpers, just like her.

Thanks to her position as a teacher, she wasnt subjected to harsh conditions, but she was imprisoned in a place where the same time and memories were endlessly repeated.

Ive been wondering for a long time, but what do I have to gain in knowing the truth behind your trivial family quarrel and your ident.i.ty, auntie?

I asked that out of curiosity.

To be honest, I was going crazy because I didnt want to waste my time focusing on this!

Oh, my! Did you change the way you called me from Mother-in-Law to auntie? Well, thats fine by me. Youre a hero who pursued the truth, not like the other heroes. If you help me return to His Majesty Elfheims arms, I will serve as your shadow until that day. Now is our only chance. I dont think there will be another day when my a.s.sa.s.sination Skill will reach level ZZZ.

The a.s.sa.s.sination ZZZs effect was probably the ability to turn into a shadow. Noted, noted.

So, whats in it for me?

Pardon? I already told you I would become your shadow.

You said that as if theres something great with the shadows. But doesnt that just mean something like supporting an auntie who is already taken?

Eh is that so?

It is. Thats the words of a MAX-Cla.s.s Hero who can see through the nature of things with the energy of the universe.

I wouldnt accept petty objections and disagreements.

Illeana, the fruit of my love with His Majesty Elfheim

With all due respect.

She was just my fiance. Our marriage hadnt actually happened yet. And I already had a son that I saved in exchange for giving up on graduation.

Auntie, do you think of me as a male hungry for women?

Id feel sad if you treat Illeana like an ordinary woman. She has a small chest, but her heart is wide.

I think Ive heard that line somewhere before

Those were the words of the unfortunate Elf King as he introduced his daughter Elf K to me.

Theres nothing we can do about it. There may be no husband in this universe as perfect as His Majesty Elfheim, but thats a problem Illeana can solve. When elves are over 1000 years old, parents and children also become friends! Ive done my best Oh, my! Did I stray from the topic again? Back to the point, please accept me as your shadow. I will serve you with all the information and abilities I have as I did with His Majesty Elfheim.

It wasnt a bad offer.

As a shadow, she wouldnt be able to get in my way.

Okay, take an oath.

I swear to be your shadow as long as you help me return to His Majesty Elfheims arms.

The change came at once.

Shriek

Aunties shadow moved on its own as if it was sliding on ice, and it attached to my shadow closely, making them look like they were arm in arm.

Oh?

It was more than I expected.

It seemed that the authority of the administrator came with her shadow.