Girl Hero: Revenge on Goblins!
Chapter 174: D63. Beyond the Door_3

Chapter 174: D63. Beyond the Door_3

The viscount’s two children, only the eldest son had made a social debut, while the second daughter had almost no presence, though no bad rumors were associated with her.

After all, the affairs of a noble family are not something that can be inquired into casually.

Moreover, children without talent are not valued; it’s not uncommon even in ordinary families and not worth much discussion.

"Sister Hero will definitely make them look at him with new eyes in the future!"

On the day of departure, the little girl glanced distantly at the viscount mansion’s main gate and hummed.

It wasn’t the first time she had heard the young lady talk about her friend, and the old maid supervisor next to her looked accustomed to it.

However, as she gazed at the family crest on the viscount mansion’s gate, her expression turned contemplative.

[The family crest of the viscount mansion is]

1. Emerald Moon and Malefic Star

2. Wind Sword and Jade Book

3. Jade’s Tear Drop

4. Coiling Sharp Blade

5.1

6.2

7.3

8.4

9. Key

10. Critical Success/Extreme Failure

D10=9

"Emerald-Starred Key..."

A key made of jade stood atop the emblem of stars and earth.

"Unlock the mysteries of the world," the meaning of this emblem was not hard for a mage to understand.

As the family crest of the viscount mansion faded into the distance, the old maid supervisor remained lost in thought.

"Is it a coincidence? After all, being a noble lord recognized for military merit by the kingdom, this symbol isn’t really a taboo..."

"What’s up? Do you know Sister Hero’s father?"

Perhaps she had been pondering for too long, as the little girl noticed something amiss and asked curiously.

"No, although the hall is indeed unusual, I don’t know that viscount, but..."

"But?" The little girl stared into the old woman’s eyes.

The old maid supervisor pondered for a moment without concealing anything.

"That crest reminds me of a legend on the border.

"About eight years ago, I was entrusted by Lord Count to investigate, but I found nothing, and that legendary figure has not appeared on the border for many years."

[Father’s battle achievement (Verdant Demon +30, over 50 is a Fourth-Turned Mage, 90+ defeated a Demon King)]

D100+30=d100(42)+30=72

Eight years ago, apart from the frontline, those most brutal battlefields...

No, rather than battlefields, they were slaughterhouses created solely by one person, a hell.

Even though not on the frontline, a demon exterminated all magic creatures beyond that with sheer force.

Recalling the bloody, storm-laden path of pursuing that demon, the old maid supervisor’s face was also grave.

"However, it’s probably just my imagination. After all, there are not only one family crest using emerald green as the mage emblem."

"So, what exactly is that legend?"

The old maid supervisor’s answer seemed both revealing and not, leaving the little girl confused and furrowed her brows.

As the bird carriage moved, the viscount mansion’s building was no longer visible from the window, and the old maid supervisor’s expression relaxed as she slowly spoke.

"That is a legend about a mage—"

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[Border Folklore Story: Verdant Demon]

About eight years ago, a tale began to circulate on the border.

The legend told of a mage, a mask-wearing figure with emerald eyes.

—Not an alien race, but a demon-like human.

Yet, no one was clear whether he was purely human or an alien race’s demon.

He belonged neither to the army nor the church, nor was he among the many adventurers.

But his appearance inevitably brought slaughter, stirred the winds of death, and swept rains of blood and flesh.

He did not question the weak, did not converse with the strong, nor did he narrate to others,

The only voice from his mouth was the chanting of announced doom.

Large or small, strong or weak, he merely slaughtered magic creatures and living beings tirelessly with magic.

There was no mercy, no compassion, ignoring cries for help, indifferent to those on the brink of death.

However, that battle style transcending good and evil, resembling art, captivated many who witnessed his posture in combat.

No one knew who this battle mage was.

No one understood why he was so obsessed with slaughtering magic creatures.

Some believed he was a hero, some speculated he was conducting a forbidden ritual, some guessed he was merely indulging in the joy of slaughter...

But at that time, the border, due to frontline pressure, found it difficult to simultaneously defend the rear, although the defense line wasn’t breached, quite a number of roaming magic creatures entered the territory, causing significant losses.

It was the anonymous mage’s appearance that significantly reduced the pressure in the rear.

He seemed like a moving catastrophe, leaving a trail of death, yet granting survivors a breath.

Many villagers beset by magic creatures, amid half-ruined ruins and on lands smeared with magic creature blood, revered this demonic figure.

As rumors spread, gradually deciding the mage’s final title, he was named...

—Verdant Demon.