SSS-Knight in a Hero World

She's right behind me, isn't she?

Ferris stopped breathing once he recognized that peculiar voice of hers.

I shouldn't have picked Sir Alaric as a disguise. Ferris was already sweating, worried that Evening might recognize such a powerful knight.

He forced himself to recall Alaric's past, searching for anything that could save him.

No, no… Alaric married a commoner. The nobility cast him out, so he never attended their social gatherings. That makes him a relatively unknown figure.

The world was vast. There was no way Evening had met him, let alone seen his face.

Even if she had heard the name, all she could piece together would be fragments of rumor and grand titles during the peak of the prophecy.

The terrorizing knight.

The bane of devils.

The elegant beast.

...now that I remember his titles, how come I didn't get any cool ones?

"Hey, are you deaf? I know a bit of sign language if that helps," Evening asked, walking towards Alaric's side and staring at him.

I need to calm down, if I break my character for even a split second...

Ferris slowly turned around and looked down on her figure, and despite the height difference, Evening still emitted an aura similar to that of an ambush predator.

She'll shoot me.

"What do you want, woman?" Ferris asked, though Alaric's severe tone and face made it look like he was threatening her.

"Wow, scary!" The cowgirl stepped back a bit, raising her arms in surrender. But of course, with her smiling face, she wasn't taking Ferris any seriously.

"That armor looks really good on you. Are you a knight?"

. . .

Crap, how should I answer... Ferris carefully planned his next words, making Evening wait longer than expected.

But in her eyes, it seemed as if the person in front of her was slowly boiling into a rage, darkening their expression in the process.

"If heroes can cosplay, then can't I cosplay as a knight too?!"

There! Was that convincing? Ferris hoped his tone matched his answer.

Terrified, he waited to see how Miss Evening would respond.

But she did so in a manner that Ferris did not expect.

"Pfft… Bwahahahaha!"

Evening suddenly burst out laughing, clutching her stomach as she nearly doubled over. She laughed so hard she almost collapsed to her knees.

"Oh dear, I didn't see that coming!" she wheezed, smacking Ferris's armor with her fist in amusement.

…that actually hurts a little. Still, at least she doesn't recognize who I really am. Or maybe she just doesn't care to connect me to a knight from her old world.

"I thought you were someone else entirely. That was close!" Evening grinned, her laughter finally dying down.

What do you mean by close though... Ferris thought that statement was that Evening would shoot him the moment he revealed his true identity.

Evening straightened up, wiping away the tears still clinging to her lashes. "Hah… I haven't had a laugh that good in a long while. Thanks a bunch."

"If you're done, then get out of my sight." Ferris shoved her shoulder just enough to push her back.

His glare and tone carried weight, though he knew it was less his own doing and more the intimidating face of Sir Alaric.

Time to make my escape.

Not following the knight's creed was the best way for him to act. No matter how much it hurted him, he left the library without even saying goodbye.

I should retreat, I need a better disguise.

Ferris planned on exploring around for a bit longer, but thanks to Miss Evening's sudden appearance, all of those plans were shoved down the trash.

Ferris then remembered the missing brother of the hero, Zaku, which he was supposed to find along his solo mission.

Even as a knight who accepts such important tasks, he knew very well that the likelihood of a child surviving and growing up in this city was extremely unlikely.

Closing his eyes, he focused his mind for the future.

There's never a zero probability—

"So where're we going?" Evening asked, walking beside Ferris.

Oh my gosh, she's practically glued to me now...

How do I shake her off?

Ferris stopped in his tracks when they exited the entrance of the museum, then he turned to look down on Miss Evening.

"What the hell do you want?" he asked, intentionally placing his palm on the pommel of his sword.

But that threat didn't deter her one bit. Grabbing her chin and tilting her head, Evening thought about something only a god knew.

"Well... I was curious," Evening said.

Hearing the genuine curiosity in her tone, Ferris released his palm from his bone sword, but remained alert to what Evening would say or do next.

"Are you maybe... one of those foreigners?" she asked.

Foreigner?

The supercontinent of Henosis is a large single landmass. Even if there were different cities, with each having their own culture, everyone generally considered each other as Henosians.

Even the somewhat large islands or archipelagos nearby the supercontinent, they were all part of the system as a whole.

So the word foreigner was quite far-fetched.

And there's no way she's referring to me as a transmigrator, or a reincarnator, or whatever. Ferris furrowed his brows at Evening.

Foreigner and transmigrator were two different words with different meanings, so Ferris removed that possibility.

Maybe a denizen from the other lost continents? but there aren't any settlements there...

Undeterred by the strange choice of word, Ferris immediately replied.

"So what if I was?" Ferris said. The most ambiguous answer was the best choice.

"Aha! You are a foreigner!"

For some odd reason, Miss Evening became strangely happy and cheerful.

Ferris could hear the joy brimming off her tongue, making him confused even more.

"Hmph." Ferris walked away from Evening.

But of course, she kept following him like a loyal puppy. She began asking more strange questions that Ferris couldn't answer.

"I thought it was just rumors! So what's it like out there? Is it really so different from here?"

I have not a clue, woman... Ferris became livid, but he did not break character. "Stop bothering me and fuck off."

Hearing such mean words, Evening became even more jolly. "You're already learning the local slang!"

Evening patted Ferris's back as if they were both longtime friends. "You remind me of someone I met a long time ago, he was just like you. Are you perhaps in your emo stage, just like him?"

...what? Ferris wanted to say that out loud, but he just couldn't.

If she said a long time ago, then did she mean her old life?

Ferris wanted to think of who that person was, but with the little information he could get from Miss Evening sentence, it was an impossible task.

...I'll just ignore her, that's the only way. Ferris decided on his strategy. He hoped that Evening would eventually get bored of him.

But he was wrong.

"A silent type? Tell you what, I'll do the same thing to you, just like I did with the person I met before." Saying that, the cowgirl suddenly snatched onto Ferris's arm. "There's a nice stall down that road!"

I was walking to that road, why does she want to go there too? Ferris lampooned, trying to shake Evening off, but that might ruin his character profile.

Should I play her game? Will she finally let me go if I do that? he thought, but there was no way he would follow through with it.

"Over there. Come on, I'll pay for you!" Evening smiled, dragging Ferris towards the unwanted direction.

Urgh... Ferris was now too tired due to Evening overwhelming his personal space.

He then glanced at where they were going, and he saw a large crowd of villains and servants alike.

"Coming through!" Miss Evening shouted at the crowd.

Thanks to Alaric's face and stature, everyone made way for the two of them.

This is...

The smell of a grill, the scent of various sauces.

The air burned with passion and hard work.

Ahead of him, a man manned a grill with the precision of a master swordsman, each hotdog flipped and turned like a blade in combat.

Even the villains paused to watch, drawn in by the artistry of his craft.

Ferris's jaw nearly hit the ground. What are the damn chances…

Through the heat and smoke, the figure revealed himself. Dark green hair caught the light, it was unmistakable!

Then came the eyes, Ferris saw two brilliant sun like eyes that brimmed with perfectionism.

It's him.