Dai Densetsu no Yūsha no Densetsu:Volume 4 Interlude
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Interlude - About Another Hero
"You really like books, don't you?"
A voice suddenly rang out.
The voice of a lovely girl.
I looked up.
And there, I saw a young girl.
A very beautiful girl.
She was probably around the same age as me, around fifteen, sixteen years old?
She had a high nose and well-ordered features.
And long wavy blond hair.
"............"
That's right.
She had blond hair.
Blond hair that did not exist in the country that I was born in.
I narrowed my eyes a little as I stared at those waves of blond hair. Then, I looked into her eyes, snapped the book in my hands shut and said.
"...... not really, I hate reading books, you know?"
She then smiled.
Looking at that smile, I found it.
I found it to be a really, really innocent smile.
"Jeez ~, you are always lying. In that case, why are you coming to this library every day?"
I shrugged my shoulders and said,
"Because there's no other place for me to go."
"No other place to go? Ah-ha. In this greatest country of the northern part of the continent, Stohl Empire, this is the first time I've heard someone say he has no place to go."
"Really?"
"Yeah. There are plenty of places where you can play."
"Plenty huh?"
"Yup. Plenty."
I smiled wryly at that. I looked at her innocent smiling face, and smiled wryly.
"Well then, in this Stohl where there are plenty of places to play, why are you here at this library?"
"...... that is because."
At that juncture, her eyebrows knitted as she looked a little troubled. Following that, she looked back at him intently, smiled with a tinge of embarrassment and said.
"...... you seem to be my type, I guess."
"Heehh."
"Hey, what's with that reply?"
"Nothing, I'm interested. You are cute, and your hair is beautiful."
She smiled again. With an innocent smiling face. Not having a single bother, she had a really innocent smiling face.
A face that showed that she fully understood her own beauty and the value of her own beauty.
She touched her blond hair and said happily,
"You are the first to compliment my hair. Is it that......"
"Beautiful."
I said.
"The dress you are wearing looks really good on you."
I said.
Her face turned a little red. Her eyes became moist. I looked at her face. At her blond hair. At her navy colored dress that looked beautiful against that hair of hers.
Then.
"............"
Then I recalled.
About my hometown.
A small settlement that was even further north of the northern continent.
In that settlement, people were born with a somewhat rare colored hair. Most of the children were born with peach colored hair.
Of course myself, my family and friends mostly had peach colored hair.
Conversely, there were no kids born with blond hair.
As to why that was so, I did not know, but in my hometown, I had never seen anyone with blond hair.
Ever since I was aware of things around me, I had never seen a human with blond hair.
That was why I was fascinated by her.
I was fascinated by the beautiful golden hair she had.
And when I looked upon her blond hair, I remembered.
"............"
A large army suddenly invaded our settlement suddenly, and my father, who was the headsman, had his head sent flying, and my mother and other girls of the village got raped, carried off, and killed, and we were ordered to surrender, those were my memories of that blond haired man.
The face of the king of the Stohl Empire, Fennen Dalas.
"............"
It appeared that the royalty of this Stohl empire often gave birth to people with blond hair. It seemed like such a hair color was often seen in those of nobler blood.
In other words, she was a girl of the nobles. The clothes she wore, as well as the accessories, were of very very high, precious value.
She said. Looking at me with an enraptured look on her face, she said.
"...... your hair color is the real rare one. This is the first time I see someone with pink hair.
"Is that so?"
"Yeah."
"Is it strange?"
"No. I find it very beautiful."
"Really?"
"Yeah."
"I see. I did it. I got praised ~!"
I raised both my hands lightly as I said that,
"Ah-haha. You are really an interesting person."
She smiled.
I also smiled.
Looking at her innocent smile, I also smiled.
"............"
I smiled at that ignorant, stupid woman, who from looking at my peach colored hair, seemed not to know who I was and what you all did to me.
I was a hostage.
I was that son of the Northern Group’s leader, Royle Edea. I was a pawn that Stohl was using to control the people of that area. The eldest sons of the famous Pentest and Orla families were kept hostages along with me, we had been here for three years. On the outside, we were treated as nobles, on the outside.
“…We aren’t even like ants.”
“Ah?”
“Wu, nothing, then this means your history studies have not been good.”
At this, the girl revealed a puzzled expression.
“Why would you think of that?” She asked.
“Do you know of Gastark?” I asked in return.
“Gastark?”
“It seems like you don’t know of it.”
“Wu. That’s not it, I know a little. It was the place that the noble Royle Edea extorted heavy taxes on isn’t it? They were freed by the Stohle army years ago. I heard before that, the people were always suffering.”
A warped version, it was written in black and white in the history book that was well-known by the Stohles.
It is the book I am reading now, shamelessly, a book that recorded lies.
Father’s death, the humiliation of the women, the slaughtering and ransacking of families, the ones who did the evil deeds were clearly the Stohle army.
In the Gastark before that time period the life that everyone lived in was only, was only, a warless, peaceful, normal group of manors.
At this moment, the girl said with a strange expression
“But, what is this to do with anything?”
“Nothing, now, that is what I am reading on.”
Saying that, I extended the book that was written with nonsense to her.
Her eyes widened, as if understanding something, said
“Ah. Don’t tell me you are the legendary historian?”
Hearing this, I shook my head
“Definitely not! From any angle I hate history.”
“Ah~?!”
Seeing her doubtful face, I continued
“Yes, no matter which history book, they all write about the same boring things, they spend thousands of chapters talking about the people who caused the war, then people died, in the end who died all of this. But humans are foolish. They don’t learn from their mistakes, they only follow their lusts, human’s desires are limitless. I want, I want, I want more.” I finished in a breath, feeling as if I had removed a heavy stone from my chest.
At this moment, the silly girl in front of me, a rare slightly stern expression appearing on her face, using a happy tone to say:
“So that’s it, just by thinking about complicated matters you will be called a historian.”
“Eh is that so?”
“Wu, yes.”
“Then. Maybe that is true, I say, you must be thinking that I am a boring person, and feel utmost disappointment to me.”
But the progression of affairs were not what I expected, she shook her head. Looking at me with a serious expression
“No, I feel that you are very special, the men by my side, only know how to enjoy themselves every day, causing trouble like idiots everywhere, only thinking of chasing girls every day… I, I feel that someone who is as solemn as you this is my first time seeing it.” Hearing her say this, I laughed.
“Actually as long as I think about chasing girls, I will become excited, especially a cute girl like you in front of me, it makes me think of those matters.”
Saying that, I extended my hand to her.
The girl in front of me reddened.
“I, I don’t even know your name…”
“Riphal, Riphal Edea, then, milady, what is your name?”
“My name…”
Suddenly a voice spoke up at that moment.
“Ri~ph~al” the man’s voice, so that person was in the same library.
But I decided to ignore this voice.
“Then, could you tell me your name…”
“Alright. Alright. Look towards me, from now you have to listen to what I say, Riphal”
“Your name…”
“Alright, listen to me”
“Your…”
“I say, quickly look towards me, Ripha, Riphal. Riphal!”
“Ah ah, nooiiiiiisssssssssssy!” I yelled angrily and looked at that person.
Then I saw a youth sitting in the last row of the library reading about Stohle’s magic.
It was a beautiful boy with porcelain skin and a pair of eyes that would make one feel pleased.
Wearing blue clothes, clothes like the military, a boy who had the same peach-coloured hair as me.
He was the eldest son of the well-known Pentest family who was a hostage like me, my friend—Reeglewaz Pentest.
“What is it. Reez, now is the important moment”
That person called Reez used his beautiful eyes to look over here, then his eyes landed on the blond beauty behind me.
“…I say Riphal, your flirting skills will never hook up that girl” His words made me angry,
“Huuuuuuuuuuuh?!”
At this moment, the girl behind me whose name was still unknown spoke
“Hey. I say Riphal, who is that person.”
The girl’s voice was slightly unsatisfied
Looking at this scene, I was slightly panicked
“That… ignore this person…”
I decided to ignore him first.
Upon seeing this scene Reez yelled unhappily
“Is that acceptable? Riphal? We are the nobles of Gastark, but what about you? You deal with stupid women who brains~are~filled~with~nothing, don’t you feel embarrassed? Your reputation?”
The girl’s flush immediately reached her neck, this was different from the shyness from earlier, this was clearly an expression that one would have when they were so angry, obviously those words had stirred her temper. Her angry face turned to Riphal
“Huh? Wha, what, you, you you aren’t you Gastark people, aren’t you, you the hostages sent from that are? That, what is that broken land counted as before me, I, I am the daughter of Earl Sapullo. You have no right to speak to me so arrogantly!”
Saying this, her angry face twisted, even so. Her face was still cute.
Then she walked away angrily, without looking back.
Now, our originally modest and lowly standing would be even worse because of the earl’s revenge.
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