Reincarnated in the Alternate World, I'm A Demonic Lord as Well as a Villager
Chapter 69: The Reason for Becoming a Hero

Chapter 69: Chapter 69: The Reason for Becoming a Hero

"Eh?"

Lina looked over curiously.

"I was just asking out of curiosity, no other reason."

Lureya quickly waved her hands.

Lina smiled faintly.

"I was just a bit surprised that Miss Lureya would be interested in my affairs."

"Of course, I’m interested, after all, Lina is also a Hero who personally participated in the battle against the Demon King."

Lureya glanced sideways at the white-haired girl, who had just revealed her level in the conversation.

So, she’s a Level 72 Grand Swordmaster, huh? You totally can’t tell from her appearance. It seems the success rate provided by the [Eye of the Duel] does have some basis.

Lina placed her hands on her thighs, lifted her small face, and slowly looked towards Lureya.

After returning to the village, the golden-haired girl in front of her lent a helping hand when she encountered the bathing dilemma, offered gentle comfort when she talked about her failures, and taught her to play the signature games of the Elf Race Academy, sharing many interesting stories about the Elf Race.

The white-haired girl had no companions on her way to fight the Demon King, and now suddenly realized, could this be what is called companionship?

Caring for each other, sharing each other’s pasts, having intimate chats over lunch, these are things only companions would do.

Lina stared at Lureya’s eyes and was a bit dazed.

Having an elf maiden with such a pure soul as a companion is incredibly lucky.

Just as her teacher said, only by firmly holding onto your inner obsession, removing other unrelated impurities, and making your belief pure can you walk your own Path of the Sword.

If she could have a companion like Lureya, whose soul is so pure, she would surely gain spiritual Purification, and her swordsmanship would quickly improve.

"If Miss Lureya wants to know... actually, it’s not a problem to tell. After all, we’re friends, right?"

Lina looked at Lureya with bright eyes.

Lureya slightly furrowed her brows, feeling a bit apprehensive when she saw the hint of admiration in the white-haired girl’s eyes looking at her.

Isn’t the white-haired girl misunderstanding something?

"Yes... yes..."

"But before talking about that promise, I should tell Miss Lureya why I wanted to fight the Demon King."

Lina began to reminisce.

Lureya adopted a posture as if she was seriously listening.

Behind them, Shami, who had been eavesdropping on their conversation, also became serious.

Is it finally coming?

"The reason I went to battle the Demon King, although publicly announced as for the village and everyone, was actually very selfish, all for Shami..."

Lina’s eyes looked at the floor in front of her, gradually sinking into her memories.

Lureya’s eyes widened slightly.

Shami furrowed his brows.

For him?

What she might say next could be the crucial information that draws the white-haired girl over.

"That was a year after I came to the village, a lot of adventurer teams came to the village to rest and reorganize, ready to set out on the quest to defeat the Demon King."

"After I came to the village, I lived with Shami, and he always took good care of me."

"Shami was the only one at home, and having another person like me increased the living expenses significantly... The villagers didn’t earn much. So in addition to completing the villagers’ daily tasks, he often ran to the adventurer camps to earn extra money, just so he could earn enough to sustain a living."

Lina spoke, pressing her thin lips together in discomfort.

"But that wasn’t an easy job. Shami was bullied every day. He humbly greeted the adventurers, worked tirelessly to clean up after them, and endured all kinds of grievances to tidy up their camps, picking up the garbage they left behind just to make a little money from them..."

"I remember all these things clearly. Back then, Shami almost had no time to sleep all night long, and every morning when he came back, he carried a big pile of trash on his back. Even though it was just trash, he carried it all into his house like it was precious, picking out some good things from it to keep."

Behind the corner, Shami almost slipped off the edge of the wall.

Hey, hey, hey, white-haired fool, don’t portray him as someone who maintained his livelihood by picking up trash. Did she see his reselling of goods at the adventurers’ camps from that perspective?

What he carried back every day wasn’t garbage, but the leftover usable supplies he managed to salvage while cleaning up and tidying the camps, which he could package a bit and sell off.

Besides, that was no bullying at all, just being a bit humble. Otherwise, how could he sell those things for prices two or three times higher than the market average?

Plus, because he was selling second-hand items, which might cause an upset stomach if consumed, he felt guilty so he was a bit more courteous!(Θ３Θ)

Shami looked at the white-haired girl’s back, realizing she had completely misunderstood his actions at that time.

"So Shami was living so miserably back then..."

Lureya also fell silent, her eyes slightly drooping; she couldn’t help but sneak a glance back.

Why are you feeling sad, flat-chest? I was earning a fortune for a non-human wife’s dowry, making more in a week than a villager made in a year, totally enjoying it!

"Yes."

Lina continued reminiscing.

"But even so, Shami didn’t want me to help out. He wanted me to stay in the village, harvesting vegetables, watering tomatoes. Every day I ate the meals he made, but he ate what others left behind..."

Uh, actually, it wasn’t like that, because many adventurer teams left various unopened goodies when they left, which were obviously tastier than vegetables, basically improving the villagers’ lifestyles!

But the quantity wasn’t much, and they needed to be resold to the next adventurers, so he had to enjoy them alone and let the white-haired girl stick to the villager meals.(Θ３Θ)

As for not letting her go to the adventurer camps, that was because every night there were quite exaggerated activities happening in many tents at the camp, which would definitely influence a child’s outlook on life.

Otherwise, his stock of condoms wouldn’t have been second only to beer.

But then, white-haired girl, didn’t you sneak over later after all?

"Later, I secretly followed Shami to the adventurer camp and learned everything."

Lina continued her recollection.

"That’s when I realized how much hardship Shami went through for me."

Lina spoke, placing her hands guiltily together on her lap.

"..."

Hidden behind the wall, Shami: (Θ３Θ)

Think whatever you want, white hair, as long as I owe you nothing.

"So, to stop Shami from continuing to endure such humiliation, I decided to become a Hero too, to defeat the demons and the Demon King. As long as we destroyed the Demon King and the demons, adventurer teams wouldn’t come here anymore! Besides, I could earn the handsome rewards, and live a carefree life with Shami."

Is this resolving the problem at its source? Logically, it doesn’t seem wrong. But clearly, those self-important adventurers treating villagers with arrogance and disdain are the direct cause.

"Although I wished Shami would become a Hero with me to defeat the Demon King, Shami didn’t agree, so I went alone."

Lina explained.

Upon hearing this, Shami understood everything.

So that night when Lina suddenly found him talking about not letting him be humiliated and wanting to become Heroes together, it was this.