I Picked Up the Abandoned Hero

129. Those who deny fate

“Why did you suddenly come and hit me and make such a fuss?”

“The conclusion I came up with by stretching her brain was to wake my daughter up and create hell.”

“What do you think? Grandma doesn’t like the cold either.”

“But wouldn’t it be better for her to be cold than to burn to death?”

Shion sighed deeply and looked around her.

“Yes, anyway, it looks like this is the place that Queen Hermod prepared.”

“That’s right. “It looks like they prepared quite hard.”

“It seems like my grandchild is having a hard time, so what’s the problem?”

“I told you I was going to skip this job anyway, so what are you going to do?”

“The child’s treatment is over, so she just needs to rest now, and since she’s just watching, you’re bound to get into an accident, so I think you should at least help her.”

Even if they say it like that, it’s clear that they came because they were worried about Alfred and Arcel.

Shion looked around at her magic stone and found it interesting.

This is probably the first time Zion has seen a magic stone of this size.

“Then help me with the hard work here. If you’re a grandmother, you can do it without having to explain, right? I didn’t have enough hands, so I increased it to several pieces, but I still don’t have enough hands. “She increased her alter ego as much as possible without losing her intelligence.”

“I created an alter ego, but why is my intelligence so low?”

“That’s because it was made by splitting her brain into several pieces. “It’s not a good idea to ask someone to do this kind of work because the quality of the magic-created clone is lower than the original.”

Zion thought that ultimately the performance would remain the same even if the number of heads increased, but it would be foolish to try to understand Alfred’s physical peculiarities anyway.

Anyway, now wasn’t the time to worry about that.

Alfred said as he pulled out some of the remnants from the magic stone.

“Furthermore, this is a very severe poison that can erode the spirit of not only most humans and demons, but even demons. “Most magic disintegrates just by touching it.”

“I know roughly what you mean. Anyway, I have a pretty good relationship with the Demon King.”

“Yes, you sold me to the devil because you were too lazy to take care of me, right?”

“To be exact, I was looking for a babysitter, but when I found it, it turned out to be the devil.”

“In the end, that’s where it ends.”

“What can I do, I was quite busy.”

Alfred glared at Shion and then went back to work and opened her mouth.

“But what on earth was the Queen doing? What kind of person, not even a hero, would cause such trouble? “The body was a little unusual, but in the end it didn’t really stand out.”

“Do you understand that you are asking me that? “I wasn’t even that interested in humans.”

“The advantage of being older is that you have a lot of experience. Don’t you know that?”

“Advantages can quickly become disadvantages. “Because I know so much that I don’t want to know any more.”

Sion also helps stabilize the magic stone and has a conversation.

Alfred wondered if Zion might have information about the queen.

“The only thing I can guess is… There are sometimes humans who are given the name witch.”

“Witch? Like your mother?”

I felt puzzled when the name witch suddenly appeared.

The most famous witch in the world is, of course, the Witch of Cinder, a disaster-like being who almost turned her hometown into an inferno and left nothing but cinders in the world.

“But that’s just something humans named it arbitrarily. “By burning my mother’s hometown, a magical kingdom.”

“That’s because the people who sold your mother to the stem elder were people from your hometown. “She was young and a virgin, but she was rich in magic, so she would have been perfect to use as a sacrifice.”

“Anyway, that’s not important. “Does the name witch have any special meaning?”

“A person who denies the fate given to him.”

“They denied fate…”

One of Alfred was spinning in place, lost in thought.

“What exactly does that mean?”

As Alfred thinks, the other Alfred speaks.

“Originally, your mother was going to be used as a vessel to receive God, and that was the fate given to my daughter. But it didn’t happen that way. Because that child made me stop the stem elder.”

“Oh, her grandmother did a lot of shoveling once? “It was just a group of ears doing some digging on the sandy beach.”

“How do you make me want to chain up his mouth with every word? Or would you really be satisfied with putting a lock on your mouth?”

“I went on a bit of a diet while sharing her brain. “I guess that’s why her mouth became lighter as well.”

“Whoa… Who do I look like?”

Seeing Alfred giggling as he touched her sore spot, Shion sighed heavily.

It was understandable why Clen tried to cover Alfred’s mouth with wax.

“The point is that they say that God’s guidance is given to those named witches. God, who would normally just sit on the sidelines, becomes interested and reaches out to help us pioneer a new destiny.”

“Is it that arrogant god again? It seems like this guy called Geosin really doesn’t have anything to do?”

“I guess that’s why we just spend the whole day looking outside?”

Shion continued speaking with a bitter expression.

In the end, as Alfred said, an ordinary human cannot do something like this alone, and Sion expressed the opinion that God may have intervened in that matter.

As I experienced in the past, when God finds someone interesting, he reaches out, even indirectly.

“… I’ll take note of her grandmother’s bullsh*t for now.”

“I tried my best to explain it, but the conclusion is that it’s bullsh*t? Rather, why are you writing a memo saying it’s bullsh*t?”

Shion tilted his head and asked Alfred.

“No matter how much you think about it, the existence of God is 99.99% Pure bullsh*t, but there is something in this world, right? I couldn’t ignore even a 0.01% Probability. In fact, our hero had a similar probability of defeating the Demon King, but he succeeded in defeating the Demon King in the end.”

“Huh, well… After hearing it, it seems plausible.”

Shion, dumbfounded, decided to just give up responding.

If you think about it, even if 99.99999… Is an extreme probability that repeats infinitely, the opposite possibility ultimately exists.

No matter how small the number was or how likely it was that it would never come true in the eyes of others, it could never be denied.

Those who were called witches were those who succeeded in denying that fate.

“Then I’ll leave her place to the grandmother, because it looks like our hero will be pushed aside. “I need to go and help.”

“Don’t do that, it’s very difficult for me to do this on my own.”

Alfred must have come too. He immediately tried to help Arcel.

But what was the reason for Zion blocking it?

“But if the fake guy from outside defeats the hero and comes here, we’ll die too, right? Or will her grandmother go and help? “I can do it on my own.”

“I have no hobby of doing such dangerous things. Anyway, after taking a quick look at the situation, I didn’t come here alone. “I also learned how to pass the burden on to others, following my grandchildren’s example.”

“How to pass it on…? But to whom- Aha!”

After a while, Alfred smiled sinisterly.

I had a rough guess as to who it was that Zion had passed on to.

“If that’s the case, wouldn’t it be okay if you and I don’t have to go?”

Shion smiles with the same sinister smile.

Alfred’s smile and Sion’s smile are exactly alike.

If someone had been next to them, their sinister and creepy laughter would have taken their breath away.

“As expected, she is my grandmother. “I guess living a long time is worth it.”

“Why are you saying this so clearly?”

The fact that the two people lightly clapped their hands together was a bonus.

†††

As Morian’s appearance gradually began to distort and take on a snake-like shape, Arcel was observing the situation while calming his breathing.

This monster has two main attack patterns.

If the distance increases by more than ten steps, it attacks using an explosion of magical power. Afterwards, it absorbs magical energy, and its strength and speed are further enhanced by the residue.

On the other hand, at a distance of less than ten steps, they will charge directly and engage in hand-to-hand combat.

So I had to deal with it within ten steps, but that wasn’t easy at all.

Morian’s power is getting closer and closer to that of the Demon King as he accepts the remnants of the Demon King, and in the end, it will become a disaster that will surpass even the strongest and worst Demon King.

The problem is that the force is too strong to take it head on, and the distance is too close to avoid it.

“Ugh, ahhh!!!”

Morian rushes in with a painful scream.

“Pfft!”

Arsel dodges to the side, channeling as much of the impact on himself as possible through the holy sword.

‘If I keep going like this, I think my shoulder will give out first. ‘How long will it take Alfred?’

Unlike Alfred, he does not have any mysterious regenerative abilities.

This kind of long-term game was actually more disadvantageous.

“Ahh… Ugh…!”

Furthermore, it is difficult to bear to watch the suffering Morian continue.

I don’t know how she changed, but currently, whenever Morrigan moves, she is spitting out blood from her eyes and mouth, and the crystals of her magic are gradually growing.

She must have been in conflict with Arcel’s magic power within her body as she was consumed by the remnants of the Demon King.

On one side is the magical power of the hero chosen to defeat the Demon King, and on the other side is the power of the Demon King that opposes the hero.

Accepting those two things in one body is literally tantamount to suicide.

Even though Morian is suffering now, the reason she does not break down is thanks to the strength of her body, which rivals that of the Demon King.

It would have been easier if his body collapsed and he died, but because he was so strong, he actually became poisonous.

‘Would it be better to blow that thing away, even at the risk of self-destruction? If I pour all my magic into it…’

Arsel found it difficult to continue spending time alone anymore.

Considering that he would collapse from exhaustion, he even made a plan to put all his magical power into the holy sword and send it flying to a distant place.

If you do that, even if you fall, you can gain at least 10 minutes.

Conversely speaking, it also means that if Alfred does not finish the work within 10 minutes, it will end.

‘I can’t help it, it’s all a matter of judgment.’

Before Morrían charged once more, Arcel began to pour magical power into his holy sword.

I decided to risk everything on this one shot.

At that time.

“…Someone is coming?”

I felt that some quite large magical power was approaching the Kingdom of Hermod.

Right now, the situation is overwhelming with just one Morrigan, but if the Queen’s reinforcements are there, the situation will be worst.

“You damn Satan and elf! “I will definitely tie those two together on a cross and burn them at the stake!”

But somehow that voice was familiar.

Furthermore, the sky seemed to suddenly darken.

“No way-“

Arcel lifted his head up just in case.

Something big and huge is falling.

It’s a monster I’ve seen before, a giant scorpion that reminds me of a vampire queen.

Kuuuch…!

The ground shakes and a huge scorpion lands on the ground.

The location where Morian was was instantly trampled by a scorpion, causing him to fall dozens of meters into the ground.

“Why did you suddenly rudely come into the bedroom?! If you don’t want to see my territory destroyed by the devil, then follow what I tell you?! “Those guys who don’t mind drinking with their teeth…!”

Anyway, the scorpion looks very angry.

“You said I was going to go and destroy Hermod’s kingdom myself, and then you interfered with it in a mean way, and now that you need help, you’re going to come out like that!”

An angry woman’s voice rings out.

When Arcel heard the beautiful voice that did not suit his large body, he roughly guessed its identity.

“After I deal with the new demon lord or something, I will definitely kill those two guys-!”

“…Vampire Queen.”

It was Clen.

“Oh, what is it? “Was you here too, hero?”

Clen found Arcel at her feet, released her transformation, and brought her down to the ground.

Clen’s face was stained red and she looked like a volcano ready to explode at any moment.

At least after seeing Arcel, he takes a deep breath and lets go of her anger.

“Why are you here?”

“Do you really need to ask that? It’s the work of that damn Alfred and his maternal grandmother. “Now I see that an even more evil person was born from an evil person.”

I’m not sure exactly what happened.

Clen threw a letter containing Sion and Alfred’s handwriting to Arcel.

-To the Queen of Vampires.-

I could roughly guess what it was about.

A new demon king is about to be born, and if that demon king is born, Clen’s territory will also be destroyed.

Sion threw it all into Clen’s bedroom.

Thanks to you, Clen looks very angry…

At least for now, I could tell that I was there to help.