Chapter 3 The Trash From Another World 3

"I am sorry my hero, I used everything I had to look for the noblest soul through the strings of fate. Until I become the empress, I cannot send you back. But listen to my heart! Can you feel it beating so fast?

"My heart has been like this since I saw you, my hero! I know you are my destiny! Out of all the people in the vast world, you are the one to arrive when I needed salvation the most! ITS FATE!"

The feeling of soft flesh his hand experienced rendered the thirty-three-year-old wizard, speechless. It was heaven, even demons fought to the death just to grab boobs, and now he got a taste for free!

Overwhelmed by the feeling in his hand Hiroyuki threw caution out the window and focused on the present.

'I guess it's not so bad, I don't even want to go back anyway. Nothing waited for me at home. At least here I can start over.'

The crown princess then continued with an excited voice.

"ALSO! Please call me Rhyne as our lives are intertwined by fate no need for titles! Summoned heroes are often given blessings by the gods upon being called.

"Just say STATUS and you should see your abilities. I am sure you have wonderful skills that would be enough to triumph over empires! Give it a try my hero!"

Hiro then started fantasizing about slaying dragons, fighting gods, and saving beautiful women. Trembling in excitement Hiro needed to ball his fists just to stop himself from jumping around.

"In that case just call me Hiro."

'This is it, the start of my new life! A life of glory, harems, and OPness! LET'S GO!!!!'

"STATUS!"

A light blue floating status screen with white text appeared next to Hiroyuki, he then promptly read it.

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Mission: Make Rhyne Fair Dominii Empress of Valorious.

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Name: Hiroyuki Mitsurugi

Race: Human

Level: 1

Age: 33

Title: Sword Novice

HP: 270 | MP:0 | SP:0 | AP:0

STR:12 | AGI:7 | INT:20

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Battle Harem: N/A

Dominant Rank: N/A

Dominant: N/A

Submissive: N/A

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Skills: Sword Novice [D] Lvl 1

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Equipment: N/A

Runes: N/A

Enchantments: N/A

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"Tsk. Trash…"

Rhyne who saw the status screen clicked her tongue and spoke in a quiet voice. Hiro, too immersed in thought didn't hear her and thus asked.

"Hmm? Did you say, something Rhyne?"

The princess who suddenly distanced herself from Hiro spoke while waving her hands.

"Ah! It's nothing, my hero, Wow! Your status screen is something!"

Hiro, who had no idea if he had good or bad in terms of numbers, thought her words were genuine. The man stroked the back of his head as he laughed.

"Eh? Haha! Is that so? I'm not sure what is the standard so I don't know if it is good or not."

'But still, shouldn't I have an OP skill or something, I only have one skill, and it's [Sword Novice]. The name alone is shit. Rank D, they go from A to F right? Is this good or bad? And why do I have a battle harem section here?'

The crown princess made a reassuring smile as she pumped her fists. "I'm sure Hiro-sama is amazing! Stats-wise, you are really smart! The average person has 10 for everything. You're twice as smart as the average person Hiro-sama! A [D] rank skill is something one only gets after training for ten years!"

'10 is the average? So I'm slightly stronger, twice as smart but below average in agility. She makes it sound impressive but isn't a hero supposed to be OP? A 10-year skill can hardly be something unique. Maybe I have some learning advantage? Or do I gain skills like a sponge? Yeah, that should be it!'

"Rhyne, can we please let me train somewhere? I want to see what I can do."

The black-haired princess of Valorious answered without missing a beat "Certainly! Follow me Hiro-sama."

Hiro, who forgot about everything else only had one thought.

'I must have something, I am an Isekai protagonist! I refuse to be a nobody!'

Rhyne led Hiro across various halls, a courtyard, and more halls. Everyone the pair encountered bowed and stayed on one side as Rhyne passed.

'Damn! Being with royalty is awesome! And she is not even Empresses yet. Also, this place is huge! Where are we headed to anyway?'

Eventually, the two arrived at a large courtyard with straw dummies and people training. The men and women were doing drills in a variety of weapons, from swords, spears, bows even throwing knives.

When the people saw Rhyne the entire area stopped whatever they were doing to face and bow to the princess. The raven-haired beauty continued walking and eventually stopped in front of a handsome knight with long white hair.

When the knight saw Rhyne, he immediately kneeled and stretched out his hand. The princess who saw his actions smiled and placed her slim hand on his. The Ikemen then kissed the back of her hand like it was his most valuable treasure. His words that followed further enforced the image.

"My goddess, the light of my heart, Lady Rhyne. I am pleased to see you healthy and full of life."

When Hiro saw the grandiose devotion of the knight, curses fired one after another inside his mind.

'What the fuck! Whose woman are you coming on to? Get away from her you handsome bastard! Rhyne is mine!'

Rhyne who felt the affection of her servant came closer and embraced his head into her abundant bosom.

"Artorius my beloved warrior, my heart is filled with happiness every time we meet. I told you to be less formal with me, right? I come to you now with a request, will you hear it?"

As Rhyne let go of Artorius' head, the handsome knight affirmed in all earnest with a lovestruck expression.

"Anything for you lady Rhyne, I will fulfill any request you might have."

The crown princess then gestured to Hiro as she spoke.

"This is Hiro-sama, a new transmigrator I summoned to assist me. He wished to test his skills and I believed it would be best to bring him to you."

When Artorius looked at Hiro his countenance hardened like stone. He then said in a voice full of derision and spite.

"Sama? Does this trash dare believe himself above my goddess? Despite being older than me you are not only weak but have neither potential nor ability.

"[Sword Novice] is a skill for children! Garbage no matter how much you dress it up is still garbage. Come Trash, let me put you in your place!"