Reincarnated Hero System

Capital City Gerfast

Great Western Empire

April 6th

Year 1051

It was a fine Friday morning, five days after the Founding ball where Evan spent the rest of the night meeting with vassals of Duke Cheverton and a few other nobles from the southern parts of the Empire.

Sadly, he could not explain his full plans to Laurene as majority of his plans relied on his knowledge of the possible future, something that he found that he was unable to disclose at will.

‘Maybe it’s like the restriction on the mystic eyes. Laurene probably has to have an idea of what I’m talking about before I can tell her without restrictions.’

Various kinds of gossip had spread across high society by the next day, about what ‘Noble A’ implied to ‘Noble B’ by staring at him for ‘n’ period of time during ‘x’ section of the ball.

The young hero was baffled as to how the noble ladies could spend hours talking about things like this.

‘Oh well, it’s not my cup of tea.

My main priority is the dungeon. I’ve managed to arrange it such that we end up going to the dungeon on the first day, that way we can use ‘that’ method to get to where Pride is sealed.’

After several warnings to be careful by the Emperor and the Duke, Evan and Laurene, alongside Ralphie and a small platoon of knights, set out to the dungeon city of Merdin, a 2-day Carriage ride from the Capital, Gerfast.

As for Evan, there was only one thought in his mind;

‘Fuck, Carriage ride again.’

The trip was uneventful to say the least, they arrived at Merdin on Sunday morning with no particular problems besides Evan’s complaints about the carriage being uncomfortable.

Other than that, nothing happened. They spent the nights in the towns that existed between the capital and the City of Merdin.

Upon their arrival, the Noble ruling the city, Count Merdin, personally came out to receive the both of them.

Besides Raplhie, they were accompanied by a platoon of knights, courtesy of the overprotective Emperor. Evan on the other hand found it as nothing more than an inconvenience as this attracted attention to them.

In a few hours, word had spread around the city that the Princess had come over to the Dungeon City.

Evan snuck out while Laurene and Raplhie were speaking to Count Merdin, leaving only a note saying that he would come back at dinner.

The dungeon city Merdin was one of the major cities in the game, it was also the place the Seven Deadly Sins began their attack after they were woken up from their seals.

‘Those demon worshippers are gonna be a hassle in the future huh?’

Evan sighed as he remembered the ones responsible for awakening them, a group of demon worshippers who had full records of the events of a thousand years ago.

They were one of the enemies of the previous even heroes too, as they were the traitors who betrayed mankind during the fight and enlarged the dimensional rift, allowing for peak-ranked demons to come through.

They were fanatics who believed the demons were the ones to grant salvation to Aidos rather than the goddess Artemisia who had forsaken them.

‘How did they know the goddess didn’t care about them in the first place?’

The real goals of their leaders were never made known, even to the previous seven heroes. However, it didn’t change the fact that they were a thorn in the side.

The information given to him by the system and his knowledge from the game told him that it was possible for the actions of these individuals to accelerate the speed at which the dimensional rift reopened.

‘Or rather, increasing the speed at which the rift reopened was their goal from the start. The chaos and destruction they caused were just a means to an end.’

[The ‘Eternal of Time and Destruction’ says it’s a pity he would not get to witness the scene of destruction from when the poor soul ‘corrupted’ by McEnda would rise again.]

‘Dude! Those are Spoilers!’

[The ‘Eternal of Time and Destruction’ says that it does not really matter. He also adds that he is of the faction that cares not for spoilers before a movie.]

‘This guy!’

Evan engaged in a mental conversation with the Higher Entity as he walked around the streets of the dungeon city.

Eventually, his head began aching him once more and the system forcefully terminated the connection.

Without the constant notifications popping up in front of his face, Evan could finally concentrate on his small sightseeing trip.

The streets were busy with the voices of the town criers, the church bells and the traders calling out their wares. There were many fast-food sellers selling food made with both animal and monster meat.

Due to the magic power contained in monster meat, it was a delicacy when cooked and eaten, some monster meats were even better eaten raw.

With adventurers going into the dungeon daily, the town never lacked a supply of monster meat or materials.

Evan went to the adventurer’s guild; the organization responsible for managing adventurers to get himself registered. He picked a random one out of the many adventurer’s guild buildings in the city.

It was easy to find the buildings as there was a giant model sword on the roof of the buildings, they were also one of the tallest in the city.

As most people could not read properly, shops usually had a huge model showing the trade and services offered. People of the same trade usually worked in the same street, so all Evan had to do was enter the street that had the most people carrying weapons.

The adventurer’s guild buildings had an inbuilt restaurant and bar inside, this was for adventurers who had completed the quests they accepted to kick back and enjoy.

As it was noon, there were not many adventurers in the guild as most of them usually returned in the evening, some at midnight.

Entering the guild, Evan instantly attracted the attention of the few people drinking and chatting around within. Some ignored him and continued what they were doing, some watched him intently and some even made bets on whether he was going to register as an adventurer or not.

He ignored all of these and walked up to a free counter, appraising the receptionist there the moment he sat down.

|Name- Martha

Race- Human

Level- 150

Titles- Adventurer’s guild Receptionist, Ex-C Rank Adventurer.

Class – Brawler

Health – C-

Energy – C-

Strength – B-

Agility – C+

Durability – C+

Intelligence – C-

Condition- Normal

Magic Tiers- Earth Tier 2.

Skills- Close Combat Martial Arts, Body Enhancement, Instinct.

Unique Skills- None. |

‘Fairly strong for an Ex C- Rank.’

“It’s quite rude to appraise someone without permission, you know?”

She spoke up immediately Evan appraised her. Possessing the rare Instinct skill that let one respond to certain stimuli innately, she was able to sense Evan’s appraisal.

“Sorry, just a habit.”

“Well don’t do it to another adventurer, they might pick a fight with you.”

“I can beat them up if they do, provided they are low ranked.”

His words evoked an amused reaction from Martha, as for the low-ranked adventurers who heard it, they were far from amused.

“Huh? Whaddya mean by that kid?”

“You looking down on us or something?”

In response to the two who attempted to confront Evan, he just stared at them with a complicated look on his face.

‘I read this in fantasy novels but to think a template event would occur here. What the hell is with your world Artemisia?’

[The goddess ‘Artemisia’ wishes for you to step back so she can take out the trash.]