Chapter 210: The Nameless Island Of The Western Continent

Chapter 210: The Nameless Island Of The Western Continent

Hero.

To some, it was a beacon of hope, to others, merely an object of envy, and to yet others, a name filled with hatred.

A being who casually surpassed the insurmountable limits of ordinary people.

Thus, they were destined to live a life of solitude.

That was what a hero was.

Of course, the definition of a hero was not absolute.

Some might think of a hero as one who defeats a demon king from old picture books, while others might regard someone who did not compromise their beliefs with irrationality as a hero.

So, who truly deserved to be called a hero by everyone?

The answer was simple.

Only those recognized by everyone could rightfully be called a hero.

Haah

The young man with black hair closed the book.

Finding such a good book in the villages dilapidated public library was surprising.

Why hadnt he found it before?

He sighed again and muttered to himself.

Phew Even if the gods acknowledge it, what good is being a hero without everyones recognition?

Since there was no one around to hear him, naturally, there was no response.

Yet, the young mans muttering did not stop.

If only I could just leave this place But I cant defy the villages orders

There had been two exiles in the past, but since that incident, the rules had become stricter.

It was unlikely the villages rules would change for hundreds of years.

This made his situation all the more bitter.

Trials and tribulations are supposed to be meaningful in the village But at this rate, Ill never become a hero.

He smirked bitterly and tapped the sword at his waist, which emitted a long, resonating sound.

Whoosh-

Feeling gloomy, he sat blankly by the riverbank, basking in the sun, when a woman with short hair approached.

Ha-ha-ha. Are you lamenting your fate here again? You should be training instead.

Hesia.

He brushed off the visible dirt and sat on a nearby rock.

So, whats the long face this time? Did the village elders scold you again?

Shake shake-

Umm maybe you stole food from the kitchen because you were hungry?

At Hesias suggestion, he frowned.

Do you think Im you? Thats something you would do.

Well, I share it with you too. Just so you know, were accomplices, right?

Phew I should have kept my mouth shut.

He picked up a stone and tossed it into the river.

Watching him, Hesia laughed weakly.

Is it about that hero story again?

His silence was an answer in itself, hitting the mark.

He felt a pang in his heart, imagining her disappointment.

However, contrary to his expectations, Hesia surprised him with her words.

Ha-ha-ha. Youre lucky to have something to concentrate on or think about Sometimes, I envy that aspect of you.Read latest chapters at novelhall.com Only

His head naturally turned towards her, drawn by the seriousness in her voice he hadnt heard before.

You

Alright, enough chit-chat!

She promptly got up, straightened the sword carelessly slung on her back, and flashed a broad smile.

Umm Somehow, I just felt like hitting you

Had she read his mind?

He rubbed his head, which would have burst from the force if he had been an ordinary person.

Hesia looked up at the night sky and asked,

Why do you think we exist?

Thats quite sudden. And unexpectedly deep for you Have you been drinking?

Maybe Im intoxicated by the moonlight?

So, you havent drunk anything.

Lets not talk about that.

Existence, huh?

He had never thought about it before, so he couldnt provide an immediate answer.

Sensing his feelings, Hesia quietly waited while gazing at the sky.

After a moment of silence, he spoke up.

Maybe its because the gods created us?

Sorry. I havent really thought about it, so I dont have an answer for you.

Its my fault for asking something strange out of the blue.

The cool summer night breeze carried away their sweat as it passed by.

Silence fell between them once more.

It was Hesia who broke it first.

If the gods created us why did they abandon us?

Abandoned by the gods?

Exactly. Were just a force prepared for when danger strikes the world. Our lives before that are to prepare for danger, and afterward, we will perish with the crisis. Its as if were discarded The chosen humans are protected, while we, the protectors, are left behind.

She used her hands to illustrate, gesturing as if to divide areas to her left and right.

He responded with laughter, neither confirming nor denying her statement.

Thats one way to look at it.

Besides, the gods never spoke to us It feels like we were abandoned

Though she smiled, her somber expression pained him.

Always energetic and supportive, he wanted to be her pillar of strength in moments like these.

Even if they abandoned us, they gave us blessings. Maybe were not completely forsaken. If the gods created us, they must need us.

Hesia turned to face him.

Her face, once shadowed with gloom, now sparkled with life again.

You can say pretty cool things, huh? Yeah, youre right!

She stuffed the rest of the bread into her mouth and stretched her arms wide.

Well, if we train hard, well find the answer!

Seeing Hesia like this, he had an epiphany.

I should also set aside my unattainable hero dreams for now and concentrate on training.

His dream of becoming a hero persisted, yet he acknowledged the need for hard work rather than merely lamenting his situation.

After all, one cannot choose their family before birth.

How could he aspire to be a hero recognized by all if he merely complained about his inability to leave?

He, too, stood up.

Hesia, starting tomorrow, Ill join your training too.

Huh? You hated it so much, why the sudden change? Did you drink?

Ha-ha-ha. The moonlight must be particularly strong tonight. I guess its making me tipsy.

At his jest, Hesia let out a laugh.

Im fine with that.

In the quiet of the forest, the two figures walked away, side by side.