The Rising of the Shield Hero Volume 09 by Aneko Yusagi

Author:Aneko Yusagi [Yusagi, Aneko]
Language: eng
Format: epub, pdf
Publisher: One Peace Books
Published: 2017-11-03T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven: Barbaroi Armor

I was stuck the next morning trying to figure out how to cure the women of whatever Kyo had done to them.

“. . .”

Tsugumi wasn’t looking good.

That spear had taken so much out of her, it was a miracle she could even stand up. Kizuna had sliced off her beast side. And we kept a consistent application of medicine to the wounds. The scars of her reformed body were slowly starting to heal.

It reminded me of the parasite-like way that the Spirit Tortoise familiars had infected people back in Melromarc.

Tsugumi was silent the whole time, apparently ashamed that we had saved her.

“I don’t have to hear you say it. You know the truth, and you’re never going to escape it.”

“Mr. Naofumi . . .”

I didn’t mind if she hated me.

“But think about this. I know he was your beloved commander, or whatever, but do you really think that he was right about everything he said? Don’t you think that sounds like brainwashing?”

After all, these people chased Raphtalia. They tried to kill her. It was hard for me to believe that their relentless pursuit of Raphtalia was the only bad thing they’d ever done.

We’d only exchanged a few words. But, I was sure they had other plans.

“Shut up!”

“Guess I hit a nerve, huh?”

If I had died without managing to save Raphtalia, would she have ended up like these women?

“Raphtalia, it’s not like you just accept everything I say, right? If I ever lose my mind, and I’m clearly in the wrong, and I start running wild . . . I expect that you’ll be the one to stop me.”

“. . . I’ll do my best.”

I’d like to think that if one, if just one, of his women had told him he was wrong—had stopped him before it all got out of control—then he wouldn’t have died the way he did.

“He was always kind to us, but he was very serious about his pursuit of power and authority. I cannot disagree with you on that.”

“. . .”

He was a weird one alright .

Especially his constant, insatiable need for power. In that respect he reminded me of the other three holy heroes. He was just like them. Whenever he met someone more powerful than he was, he’d call it cheating. When things didn’t go his way, he’d throw a fit.

Back when I played online games, I’d seen people’s jealousy. I had some weapons and items that were limited on the server, and people didn’t like that I had them. They’d go on anonymous boards and post things just like Trash #2.

Yeah, I’d seen that sort of thing before.

People want to be special, want to be chosen, and want to be better than everyone else. I knew how it felt, too. People probably played online games to savor that very feeling—that feeling of being the protagonist. They wanted to be in the center of the action.

But Trash #2 wasn’t from a modern society like I was. And yet, he seemed so easy to predict.

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