Tsuki Ga Michibiku Isekai Douchuu
Chapter 31: Gossip about the heroes of Gritonia

Another hero chapter, the next one will be a new bow and return to Makoto.

I honestly really like this chapter. More than I expected. It has a pretty good twist.

By the way, lately I have been having problems with the web and sometimes not being able to log in. I don't know if this happened to anyone.

Anyway, enjoy the chapter 😀

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The person trapped in the net, someone with golden hair who reached his back was wearing clothes as white as snow.

In front of the eyes of the man who could not understand the situation, was a woman. Of all the existences she had seen, she was the most charming and beautiful.

Especially the clear emerald green eyes that were shrouded in mystery, when he looked at her he felt as if his sense of reality was disappearing, to the point that he felt a great excitement because this woman was attracted to him.

And at the same time he felt a holiness that should never be dirty.

Even though she was an unimaginable beauty, could she still appear in someone's dream?

But it wasn't a dream.

The woman said to the young man. She herself was a goddess.

That he did not have enough strength and the world he protected was filled with demons.

The boy wanted to help but he knew that he did not have any power so he would not help, that was what the boy told the supplicant goddess when he refused.

In reality, he was helpless and it seemed like he was not good at his studies.

His physical abilities are ordinary, in studies he is in the upper middle position.

That he was a kind and gentle person sounded good but, in fact, he was bullied by others.

As expected, he had no intention of saying this to the woman.

The reason bullying is not a complicated thing.

Simply put, it was because he was popular.

The thing was, his appearance was amazingly good, just because of that people made a fuss.

A slim-bodied handsome man who was like him came out of a shoujo manga. Moreover, in that slender body without lies, the constitution was rather weak. That part is also a plus for the girls.

He did not try hard, furthermore, he did not directly approach the girls.

That ignorance angered the male students. Being protected by the students made the treatment towards her even worse.

He himself, to be honest, was afraid of the girls. That was why he tried to stay away from them but the other party approached him.

Moreover, it has since inculcated the anger of the male students, as he tried to stay away from the girls further increasing the resentment.

What do they want him to do? His attendance at school became less.

The call of the Goddess came at that moment.

“It's okay, you have great power inside you. And going into my world will wake her up. Besides, of course I will give you strength. Therefore, please "

If the call was a little later.

Or maybe in the past.

He may have refused. He missed the situation of the main character of such a game but he would still choose reality.

“B-really? Someone like me can do it? ”

When does bullying at school start.

And the fact that she was unable to find a solution to it and ended up secluding herself in her home.

The fact that his parents started cursing him for his absence.

The circumstances surrounding him were all unpleasant.

“Of course, impossible if not you. There will be another girl who will be your partner and has made the decision to go down this path. Oh hero, please lend me your strength "

The other party was a beautiful woman, a goddess. And he petitioned her. Besides, it doesn't seem like he's the only one.

He said there would be a female partner. The part about being a girl bothered him a little but there shouldn't be someone he knew, too, would be reassuring if there were other people from the same world.

That's what he thinks.

“You said you would give me strength but, what would you give me?”

For him, that part is important. RPGs that start from level 1 are troublesome. Recently, in RPGs and even SRGs, he enjoyed it by modifying it first. He's crooked.

At least it is not a decision to be taken with such cheap game thinking. Because not once did the woman say that 'You can come back'. However, as a goddess she could not calmly hear it completely but, she should be able to return it.

“A body that can fight demonic beasts, magic power that exceeds the demon race, devil eye skills that can enslave people. Also, I will give you these 'silver boots' that will make you soar in the sky and heal your fatigue ”

How's it? That was what the goddess said while looking at the boy.

With this, he might be able to cope with most situations. If possible he wanted some kind of special ability but it was not good to provoke hostility. The boy was agitated and could not answer.

However, if this was really not good, then this dreamlike situation would only be a dream and tomorrow he would just continue to live his unchanging life inside his room so, so, he came out firmly.

“Then, it will burden your magic power a little but, only at night will I make you immortal. However, this power will only exist at night and when the moon appears "

It's escalating. Without saying a word, the goddess relented.

He did not know that this was because the goddess was being distracted by time. She's happy.

If he fought at night he would not lose. He made a wrong interpretation of that power.

“I understand, Dewi-sama. I am not sure if I can do it but I will do my best in the so-called hero ”

As if she was seeking help, she made a big decision and told him her feelings of recognition.

Hearing these words, the beautiful woman was very happy and made the best smile of the day.

When he thought of the words 'nothing', he felt something pierce his chest but he brushed it off. He was covered in gold.

He should have stopped. The boy was having difficulties that he could get from him. He was clearly different from the other two.

That his parents' difficulties? This might be a small exchange but if his friends noticed the situation, he would definitely be able to return.

That assumption will no longer exist.

The next instant, he, Iwahashi Tomoki, went to another world.

Is this the world of the Goddess?

In a strange dusty place, a girl was there and a number of people wearing clothes that looked like those used by monks or priests, people retreated from the girl's side.

“... Are you, Hero-dono? Do you understand my words? ”

“?! Ah yeah. I can understand ”(Tomoki *)

Having not had a proper conversation for a long time, Tomoki behaved strangely in response.

Although not as much as the beautiful Goddess just a moment ago, the girl in front of him also had an abnormally crafted outer appearance and was one of the reasons for her strange behavior.

Being the third year in high school, he was already over 180 cm tall, looking at the girl who called out to him, he could see that he only reached his shoulders but the solemnity he exuded, the aura he exuded. The face-to-face moment created a strange tension within him.

Her silver hair had a calm and gentle atmosphere. A bob, no, a short bob hairstyle. His style may be a little thin but his posture is very good. A girl worthy and worthy of respect.

(A career woman may give off this kind of feeling)

Without stopping him, Tomoki thought about this.

"I'm thrilled. Then Hero-dono. Since we can't talk in such a place, will you follow me? "

More than just calling it gentle, it was more like a cold smile coming from the girl, and just like that, being pressed by it, they left the room.

At this moment, even though she had only met him for the first time, the girl did not ask his name because she had a reason.

The Empire had given up on the divine protection of the Goddess because their plan now was to get rid of the demon race with their own efforts. The upper layers had lost much faith in the Goddess. Above all, the girl who dealt with the hero had a strong inclination to it.

For other countries, the hero may be a messiah, or more like, a hero material that they will produce themselves.

The strongest weapons are called heroes.

It's not something that will create respect. The hero's Gritonia thinks of him as a weapon.

A hero who was led and took an interest in the people he met, would not even be able to think of that possibility.

At least for him, he was in a worse place than the hero Limia. Even though he was in a better situation than the boy who was banished to the desert.

~ Princesses ~

The hero is coming. To calm my heart, I decided to take a walk after parting with her and suddenly my legs stopped.

Prayer room.

An inorganic and cold stone floor, in the middle of an altar.

I hate this room. Because it's a pointless place.

The Goddess, the God that everyone in the world trusts and worships. Beloved hyumans who have incredible beauty and seeds that stand at the top, she is an 'medium' existence that gives us divine protection and blessings.

However, in these 10 years, not a single prayer has been achieved. Neither does help or blessing come. In a world where you can gain power by polishing your beauty, this absolute law, without any prior notice, collapses.

But it must be a joke.

Suddenly, our royal priest and for some reason I was also given a fortune teller.

Completely trampled by the demon race, the one who believed in the current Goddess, Elision, had been destroyed.

In that gloomy situation we were barely able to create a defensive line with Limia to intercept the invasion of the demon race. Is the Goddess really an existence that we can trust? In terms we don't know about its nature, isn't that something we shouldn't rely on?

My hesitation to grow is natural. If I say this out loud, they will call me a heretic or idolater or any other foolish words but I still hold back.

Saying 'I'll give you a hero, attack the demon race' at this moment. Don't make me laugh. A so-called hero-sama who came out from the altar that was about to be dismantled was also a foolish being.

I confirm that the creature is really the hero the oracle told me about.

Gritonia, for the sake of fighting against the demon race without the protection of the goddess god, had conducted many experiments. Strengthening the human body, transplanting excellent fighting techniques, equipment that possessed black magic power and hyuman fusion.

None of this is something to be praised. With no way to ignore it, it was a very inhumane thing. But what about that? It was for the sake of defeating the demon race. If you have some reservations about it, show us that you are capable of doing something human that will drive away the demon race, that is what I will shout at them.

But, comparing the masterpieces that those people made, the hero walked out of the group.

A body with strength that could not be achieved strengthening, maryoku was on the same level as a high rank demon, at least 'every' black magic tool equipment the empire possessed was reasonable.

A body that was not tampered with in any way to obtain such a foolish result.

I, who have shown the way, see each outcome with my own eyes.

A thin, short-lived man. It was an imperial hero.

In his eyes there seemed to be not so good skills in them. The researchers said that it was some kind of devil's eye but for now I made it so we had some rejection beforehand. Only for nobles.

That he was a gentle man, that he had demonic eyes, moreover, a strong arrogance that could be read from his tone. Also the rude look he gave my knight. And his strange and cheerful atmosphere which was as if he was a child coming to the festival.

These are all things I don't like. Especially since she was sent by that Goddess.

But.

Good.

If you say that you are a hero, the Empire will make you the strongest of all. If you want we can give you gold and even rank, female or male, whatever you want will be granted.

No. gabe. The treasures of any country, this kingdom, my own body, my closest friends, I will give you. The pathetic women who believed to the end and performed those foolish prayers and were ignored by the Goddess.

Tomoki, that's right, Tomoki Iwahashi. Rejoicing. You will carve your name in history as a hero. And then made me rejoice, dyeing the ice fields with demonic blood.

Oh Goddess, the one who plays with us recklessly. The toys you gave us, I will show you how we use them to the best of our ability.

With the blood of my emperor at stake, I will definitely do so