The Legends Of Creator Hero
Chairman of the Adventure Association, Evankhell

Five days passed quickly and this would be the last night Rigel spent the night with Sylph, but let's discuss that later.

His anger has not subsided, but it is better than ever. At this time he can accept mistakes, forms of protest or interruptions of others. The point is, he's fine, but he's not okay.

It may be out of control at any time, but it may remain silent to hold him until he goes berserk when the Raid begins.

Raging out shackled emotions to the innocent, completely unrelated Dragons. But threatened peaceful life and swimming. Choosing to put his thoughts in the corner of the head, Rigel focused on what he was doing.

To calm the curiosity of the world due to the emergence of Acnologia which gave an announcement to the whole world, making chaos and curiosity enslaved among countries. The Emperor's candidates did everything they could to explain Acnologia's statement and to provide them with temporary calm.

However, there is a special organization not belonging to any country that cannot be handled carelessly. It is not that they will oppose, but worry about worsening relations with the organization. Not to mention, their leader was not a dimwitted planner, but a figure who could extract information from his interlocutors that even Candidates could not handle.

"We've arrived, Mr. Rigel. Warm welcome from their Adventure Association..." Natalia bowed respectfully, making a sign by hand to let Rigel walk first.

He stared silently at the portal in front of him, leaving his entire body shrouded in a mysterious bluish light and the scene in front of him alternating.

The warm, blinding sunlight hit his skin. A house—A beautiful big castle is clearly plastered in front of him. Red carpets decorated the path he treaded. The logo of the sword crossed and a shield was placed on the door made of iron.

The atmosphere looked majestic, with many adventurers kneeling by the side of the road that Rigel was about to walk through, making him look tacky and exaggerated. Ignoring the adventurous existence, with apathy he walked down the red carpet until he found two figures kneeling at the end of the carpet.

"I have been waiting for a long time, the day where to meet a figure of majesty like you, O blessed Hero.., welcome to the city of Adventure, introduce, My name is Evankhell, known as the leader of Adventure Association." she said softly, happiness and big tears fell.

The reason for crying intrigued Rigel, but he did not care much about what he thought.

"First, I'll ask you this... Are you a man or a woman??"

Somehow to explain the figure in front of him. Rigel doesn't even know if he's a man or a woman.

She has brown skin with a large body that is stocky, but has a beautiful face with narrow eyes. If it needs to be compared, he is no less beautiful than Natalia or Tirith. Paras and body shape are opposites, between a man or woman, a young man or a girl, maybe he is a mixture of the two.

"I will answer that I am a man. A lot of people misunderstood me because my face resembled a woman" she said, wiping away tears on her cheek.

He himself thought that the person in front of him was a muscular woman and the like. But after getting the truth, he slightly sighed in relief.

He observed the beautiful man in front of him without missing a single small thing, until he realized that the person was strong. He also sensed that Rigel was observing himself as best he could and let out a small smile.

"Alright, since you yourself are welcoming me, let's talk about current events. My mood is not good, don't piss me off, yeah." he said as cold as the north pole.

"I will not be disrespectful before the blessed of you. Please cut off my head if you feel uncomfortable about my presence." the smile on her lips did not disappear, there was not even a trace of fear she showed.

Rigel knew that he was no ordinary person, considering that he had quite a good willingness. Offering his own life like a useless item without a doubt, he was quite terrifying.

"Then, please follow me to a slightly better place from the outside."

He clapped his hands twice, appearing two female adventurers who looked awkward and were amazed at the encounter with the Hero.

"Well, Mr. Hero, Miss Natalia. Please follow us.." saluting him, they delivered him to a room that had been provided.

Staring at the interior of this place, he admired the art and taste that Evankhell had quite well. In it brings a faint warmth, comfort and peace within.

Realizing that Rigel liked the interior of his castle, Evankhell smiled gently as he looked at his back and admired its majesty. Tears almost fell back, so much gratitude he had, so wanted himself to cry.

Rigel took the reserved seat, while Natalia as usual preferred to stand by his side. Evankhell sat in the opposite spot as the two escorting female adventurers stood in the corner.

Something about why there were only adventurers interested him, but the purpose here was not to discuss it.

"Please enjoy our hospitality, great Hero. If there is something you want, please just tell me, as long as it is something that is within your grasp, then I will make it happen. Whether it was weapons, armor, even if it was a woman, the two adventurers there could be good," he offered unnecessary things and made the two girls flutter.

The reaction is just ordinary, there is not the slightest change in the way he looks, acts or breathes. Rigel was completely uninterested in his offer, instead he knew Evankhell's hidden intentions.

"You're presumptuous enough to test me, yea...., what do you get from that kind of stupid thing??"

Rigel begins to understand why this person can reveal so much from his interlocutor. It might be the right choice not to send Asoka or any other Hero. Perhaps indirectly, Evankhell can uncover it by only offending a few problems.

"I'm sorry, great Hero. It has become a habit for me to do these things, to know what my interlocutor is like." he said, bowing apologetically.

Natalia, who was behind him, stared at Evankhell faintly and began to sweat coldly about something.

Please, don't overdo it, Evankhell. If you still love your life and your organization, stop this ridiculous behavior.

"Then, what do you get out of this??" Rigel stretched out his arms and leaned back, crossed his legs and acted like a mobster.

"I found that you were really in a bad mood. You are not easy to fool, not a drunkard and not to play around with women, glances are not. Then most importantly, you are not a person I can understand so easily."

His words did not hold a grudge or anything, his own words seemed boneless, as light as a feather. Successfully getting information that Rigel did not reveal, he was indeed great.

"Let me guess. You purposely put food and wine without me asking and saw how I acted. If take it, then it indirectly shows that I like Alcohol."

But if he does not take it, then show that he has no interest in alcohol.

It's not hard to avoid something like this. It is enough to keep his movements and words, perhaps it is something to trap.

"You'd better stop that before you lure the lion out of the den. You should know what I'm here for, so ask me what you want to ask."

Straight to the point of importance, that's what he's trying to emphasize to Evankhell. Evankhell also understood his point and realized that it would be bad if he continued his habit.

"Regarding the case of the doom raid, it is often our highest information that the Hero has moved without our knowledge. So there is no place for us to participate other than Tortoise. But this time, thanks to the appearance of Acnologia which revealed the Hero raid information, we can find out your actions. My question, why don't you announce a notice regarding the raid at all? Why not even get a request to raid with the Heroes??"

His tone sounded cold, yet there was no hostile intent from him. Rigel only felt that Evankhell seemed disappointed, perhaps because he did not participate in the disastrous raid.

"Watch this, your hundred adventurers, against me who is alone, who do you think will win? do they have a chance of winning??"

The question sounds silly, but from this question the explanation will be easier to get than explain it. He just doesn't want to bother. The answer is no longer in doubt.

"Of course you will. There is no chance for them. Even if you are seriously injured, there is no chance at all."

Even if he had severe injuries that could not move freely, he could still kill a hundred people without moving from the spot.

"How about a hundred people like you or Natalia I'm dealing with when I'm seriously injured? There will be a great chance to defeat me. Same with raid. Bringing a bunch of useless people would not change anything, other than making them to death. But another story if it's elite people like you."

"The reason I didn't invite you and such, is because I just learned of the existence of the Adventure Association. I know that they have a seat of government, but I never knew its existence and never cared."

He had just learned of the existence of the Adventure Association, after all he had not searched for it or anything like that. In addition Rigel never takes care of the problems that are not related to him in the slightest.

"So, it seems to be a mistake on my part for not trying to contact you in the first place. I can understand the reason you just keep quiet about the raid that you are all Heroes. But in this case, can we participate?? I promise I will only bring those who are elite and above other adventurers."

It is not bad to add the amount of combat power that exists. Not to mention, a figure like the chairman of the Association who offered his help directly along with the elite adventurers across the country.

As long as they were not idiots acting rashly for the sake of sheer reputation and becoming public figures, then it was best to send them back to hell.

"As long as they are competent and do not be foolish for the sake of wealth and sheer popularity, I will let them. If nothing is needed anymore, I will go somewhere else. If there's one, I'll give Natalia something to take care of."

"Of course there are so many questions in my head. However, it seems like it should be enough with this alone."

He himself was well aware, if he kept asking questions then he would only let Natalia take over.

For Evankhell, Rigel is the same as Natalia who is difficult to extract information from his actions. The reason is because Natalia highly upholds formalities and is so shrewd about conversations that can trap. Considering he's a politician from the Ainsworth family, the great nobility of Britannia who's famous all over the country.

"Then I say goodbye. I leave the one here to you, Natalia."

Without interrupting, Natalia nodded and gave a hunchback of respect before Rigel finally disappeared from their sight, completely vanishing.

The night quickly arrived, the sun changed and the moon took its duty to shine the sky.

He simply looked at the moon in silence, something continued to burn his heart. Looking at the moon, she had a momentary calm, while waiting for the girl to finish her preparations.

I don't know when the last time he thought about this, but since coming to a new world, his personality is completely different from the one he was before. If this was her old self, let alone killing, seeing the blood already made her head dizzy. But now there is no feeling or anything felt.

Even when he killed a human, there was no regret or unease. His attitude was only apathetic and really considered killing people was not something that mattered.

"People will die, when they miss their creator." he murmured unconsciously. He himself did not know why it had crossed his mind, yet, yeah, let it be.

"Good words, maybe it happens when someone misses the person who created it" said a girl who walked up to him with her bare feet.

Without even bothering to find out who was talking, it was Sylph who was speaking. Rigel looked at her, finding Sylph had replaced her appearance with a light purple skimpy outfit. Her clothes seemed too exposed, exposing the snow-white part of her shoulders.

Exposed by the moonlight, her hair was swayed by the blowing wind. As she looked, she was more beautiful. He seemed to be waiting for something like the words of the man in front of him. But—

"Is that so, huh?"

—no compliments whatsoever uttered from his mouth as the opposite sex. Not surprisingly, just a flat face that looks boring. He was a little disappointed, but could do nothing.

"Yeah.., lately I remember the person who gave birth to the spirits, created the spirit tree and also myself as the first tangible fairy. Could I miss him??" he started to giggle about something.

The person who created it—God who created it. Maybe that's what Sylph meant. Sounds silly, but Rigel does not doubt the existence, considering he had met directly.

"Don't slur, the little fairies will be sad when they hear it," he reprimanded as he glanced into the deep forest. "So, should we start now? As the last night we did."

Gently nodding and walking behind Rigel without making a sound towards the small hut. Rigel was about to take off his clothes and let Sylph lie down, but it was unexpected that Sylph fell into his arms and pushed him to sit on the bed.

"What are you doing??" his question did not understand the absurd actions Sylph had taken.

Without making a meaningful sound, Sylph pushed forward her face until their lips touched. He quickly sat on Rigel's lap with his skimpy clothes and looks less material.

"..., let me. who started it and did it... Suffice yourself to lie down and feel it." he said, looking directly into Rigel's eyes in shame and pushing him to lie on the bed. Starting the last night they need to do.