The Hero Party With Whom I Am About To Part Ways Is Obsessed With Me

9 – reject-1

“Tell me. Why did you pretend to be a warrior until now?”

The wizard was interrogating the princess with a large, heavy wooden staff that reached up to her chest.

It was something reckless that she would never do. Pointing a weapon at the imperial family was treason and could be executed without trial, and a wizard’s staff was normally treated as a weapon.

Under normal circumstances, she would have been able to quickly get rid of clumsy guards and achieve her goal with magic, but the princess in front of her was a warrior.

He retains the power he had when he killed the demon king, and was a swordsman who could decapitate quite a few enemies before they even noticed.

However, Farseer couldn’t help but get angry.

“I don’t know where you heard that… but it’s true. I took over the hero’s power from that porter and killed the demon king.”

“Why. Why did you do such a foolish thing? At least you should have let me know!”

“Because a lot of people didn’t benefit from knowing the secret.”

Seeing the princess’ impudent attitude, Farseer couldn’t help but crumple his face.

This woman really knows nothing.

“Anyway, I am the hero now. There is no need to receive the grace of the goddess or defeat the demon king any more. The power of the warrior belongs to me, and the ones who defeated the demon king are me, you, and the other companions.”

“Where’s the emperor? I need to talk to him!”

“Please refrain from talking. The Emperor is not a person to be idle. No matter how much you are the head of the Mage Tower, if you do not make an official appointment and meet…”

“I am the one who cast the protection spell on him while he was babbling!

As the owner of the Mage Tower and one of the wizards, the image Farseer had toward the emperor was very good.

Because he was a person who did not waste energy on useless conflicts and focused on developing the empire.

The wealth that was gathered was more than enough to share with the Magic Tower, the cathedral, the subjects, and the knights. The barn was full, so the fights were reduced, and the wizards were not put into useless work.

But now Farseer was contemplating whether he should shave off the accumulated points at once.

“Then, at least let me meet you! Aside from the emperor, it’s already been several days since I posted the news that I want to meet the hero!”

“That’s the porter’s doctor. He said he doesn’t want to see anyone.”

“What?”

“I don’t want to think deeply. At best, I’ll have a good time with the maid who put me inside.”

Eleanor frowned slightly. It was difficult to accept that the person who would become her husband had a promiscuous relationship with a woman.

However, even considering that, it wasn’t bad. In the first place, she didn’t want to monopolize a man’s s*xual desire.

They planned to sleep together until the baby was born, and then live separately from each other. It didn’t matter if he played with the maid or not.

If he accidentally accepted her as his real concubine because he was too affectionate, or if he threatened her position as a true concubine, he would ruthlessly cut her off, but he could tolerate it for now.

“Then at least put me in as that maid! I have to meet you somehow!”

“Don’t focus on useless work, and it would be better if you could tell me the list of support supplies for the Mage Tower.”

“Because it doesn’t matter!”

Eleanor let out a deep sigh.

“If you want to see him that much, wait in the Imperial Palace Library. It doesn’t come out often these days… but that’s the only time he goes outside.”

Eleanor thought her words were a roundabout refusal.

He didn’t like the mere porter refusing Farseer’s call, but the emperor was behind him.

Not knowing if he had committed a serious crime like murder or rape, if he was disadvantaged to the extent of refusing to meet, then the emperor would be furious.

And Farseer was a human far from waiting.

He said he didn’t want to waste even a single second of time, and somehow found time in his free time to meditate and dig out mud with a branch to study new magic spells.

There was no way a person like that could have followed the advice to wait for a porter who might or might not come.

“It’s good… Let’s go there first. But don’t forget that I contacted you!”

However, Farseer immediately got up and ran without a hint of displeasure.

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Slender limbs, a beautiful appearance, and a radiant face.

He was an elf who should have been more noble and arrogant than anyone else, but now he was in a position where he had to forcefully suppress the rising heat.

“What have you done to me…”

There was no reason for the body to react this way. It’s just a smell, and that’s not a real smell, it’s just a smell engraved in the soul.

The only face that came to mind, the only smell I could remember was that of the porter.

It was reasonable to think that he had used evil magic or curses. However, there were still many unanswered questions.

There was a Farsi language to use magic. At least in terms of magic, the other warrior party members could not be harmed without her connivance.

So is the curse. She was a real saint, and if the porter had the ability to use curses, let alone use curses, she would have been burned with a single divine spell.

“how should…”

If I had to kill him to end this suffering, I would have seized the opportunity and killed the porter.

But what if, after he dies, the possibility of smelling it is gone forever?

Nerwen felt afraid. It felt like something huge was weighing her down for no reason.

There is no reason, no sign. It was just that one of the porters smelled peculiar and disgusting.

Still, it couldn’t have been like this.

You have to meet him first. You have to meet, sniff, come to your senses, and check the situation.

If there’s a problem with him, you have to kill him, and if not, you have to find the key to solve it. If neither one nor the other, you should at least sniff him.

She kicked off the ground and ran. Although she had been staggering and staggering just a moment ago, she no longer had to force her body with her reason.

From the moment he decided to smell him, Nerwen ran without hesitation with light steps typical of an elf.

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“Baron, sometimes you have to get some fresh air!”

No matter how much I heard the title of baron, I never got used to it.

Not too long ago, I was treated as a pack mule, almost less than human.

“The flowers bloomed beautifully? Let’s take this opportunity to go out!”

“If I move, a lot of people will be uncomfortable.”

I don’t know why, but from what the emperor told me, I heard that there are people who hate me.

Even if it’s not that, I’m powerless.

As a person who joined the hero’s party and survived, he was confident in his ability to escape and stamina. However, it is unclear whether I will be able to respond when people with murderous intentions approach me with knives.

Although the security of the capital is stable, some people may roll their eyes when they see my expensive clothes.

As long as they can earn gold coins and run away through ransom demands and hostage exchanges, criminals will be able to enjoy riches and fame without having to commit crimes again.

Of course, at least four more people have to suffer before I can get out of the palace. It wasn’t that I was curious about the outside to the point of wanting to do that.

It was enough to just sit here blankly, enjoy the fact that you don’t have to do anything, close your eyes and imagine the Earth.

“I can’t make other people suffer because of me…”

“You knew that, and today you even got all the signatures of the guards?”

“…”

Whether they were stamping, signing, or stamping, there was no way I could recognize them. However, the paper the maid handed me had pretty plausible words written on it.

“Are you bored here?”

“It can’t be… can’t it? Hehe, I just want the baron to see some nice places around. The capital is really amazing!”

The maid, with her pure white silver hair dancing here and there, was explaining to me the wonderful things about this country.

“And, I don’t know what’s going on, but you’re lying here all day, or you’re sitting in the library. It’s not good for your health? Even if you’re sad, you forget everything!”

I nodded.

I didn’t want to go out. There was no way I would be happy to feel and see this world more.

But that doesn’t mean I don’t stop seeing this world, even if I just sit here and go in and out of the library and my bedroom.

There was also a saint who appeared in the library from time to time, and although I didn’t see her face, it seemed like a hero passed by from time to time.

If you focus on not seeing people you don’t like, it might be safer to go downtown than to stay inside the palace.

“Okay. I’ll prepare.”

“Really? Wait a minute, I’ll get you some new clothes!”

I wanted to say that it was okay to go out in this outfit, but the maid had already opened the closet and picked out clothes that would fit my body.

Through negotiations, compromises, and coercive remarks (I will not go out to wear this), I, wearing the least decent clothes, took a deep breath and came out of the palace again.

The guards had their discipline upright, but they couldn’t hide their excited eyes.

“Then, where are you planning to go?”

“Well, it’s been a while since I’ve been to the capital…”

The forest, the smell of iron from the smithy, and the rough pieces of travel bread were all lumps of trauma. Wouldn’t it be better to just do this and go back?

The moment I thought so, I heard a familiar voice from behind.

“Wait… stop.”

My nerves were on edge when I heard the voice. In an instant, my brain was screaming with stress. The smile was gone from his lips, and the energy in his eyes was gone.

Behind me was an archer.