Part 8 of 8
“I have to save her.”
My own murmur startles me back to life.
That’s right.
Why am I just standing around in shock?
I’ve got to save Yaana.
It’ll be fine. I can still rescue her.
She’ll be okay. She has to be!
Falteringly, I try to stagger toward the queen taratect.
“What the hell are you doing?! Snap out of it!”
Then someone grabs my hand from behind.
My head is shoved downward, forcing me to the ground.
The queen taratect’s leg passes just above my head.
Another sweeping attack.
Even with my high stats as the hero, a single hit might very well kill me.
Realizing I just narrowly escaped death, I finally start to regain my composure.
“Hyrince?”
“Hey! You finally snapped out of it?!”
It was Hyrince who pushed me down.
He’s on the ground, too, having just barely avoided the queen taratect’s attack.
His forehead is bleeding, and his breath is ragged.
Even his shield has been bent out of shape, crumpled from the enormous impact it took.
Looking closer, I notice that his left hand is twisted at an unnatural angle.
Hyrince stood in front of the queen taratect to let us get away and took an attack from it head-on.
It looks like he managed to protect himself with the shield, but even then, it did some serious damage.
“Hyrince?! Your arm!”
“No time to worry about that right now! We’ve gotta get out of here!”
Hyrince pulls himself up with his unbroken right hand and yanks me to my feet by the collar.
“Wait a minute! I have to save Yaana!”
“?!”
As I try to dig my feet in, Hyrince’s face twists with despair.
And then he says it.
“Yaana’s already dead!”
The undeniable words I can’t bear to hear.
It’s as if time has stopped.
I must have already known. I just didn’t want to admit it.
Yaana…is dead.
The queen taratect…stomped on her…and crushed her to death.
“She gave her life to protect you, so you’ve got to survive!”
Hyrince grabs my shoulder and pulls hard.
Then he jumps back with me in tow, sending us to the ground again.
The queen taratect’s leg whooshes by where we were standing just moments ago.
The same leg that crushed Yaana.
In that instant, something breaks inside me.
“Julius! Can you stand?!”
“Yeah.”
I hear a cold voice come out of my mouth, though it doesn’t sound like mine.
“Julius?”
“Hyrince, you go on ahead.”
“What the hell are you…?”
“I’ve got to kill this thing.”
Hyrince catches his breath at my sudden intensity.
I stand up and raise my sword.
“Julius! This is crazy!”
Hyrince tries to stop me, but it doesn’t matter.
A hero isn’t supposed to hate anyone for personal reasons.
But from this moment on, I’m not fighting as the hero. I’m fighting as Julius Zagan Analeit!
I shove Hyrince back.
Then, just as the queen taratect’s leg comes sweeping sideways again, I duck down and avoid it.
The queen taratect is massive.
Because of that, its movements are clumsy.
It’s insanely fast for its size, but if I know an attack is coming, I can dodge it!
“Julius!”
Hyrince shouts my name from behind me, but I keep pressing forward.
Using Dimensional Maneuvering, I sprint into the sky until I’m right next to the queen taratect’s main body.
I’m aiming for the base of its leg, where its joint is attached.
Its exoskeleton is probably too tough for me to even leave a scratch.
But if I attack the joint…!
CLAAAANG!
But my sword is deflected without mercy.
Forget the exoskeleton—I can’t even dent the joint, where it should be weaker.
Why?!
Why am I so powerless?!
I despair at how feeble I am.
But there’s no time for that: The queen taratect’s massive abdomen is hurtling toward me.
It’s trying to crush me with its body!
Given its enormous size, that would be all too easy.
And because of that size, its attack radius is so large that I can’t dodge it!
Unable to avoid the queen taratect’s body slam, I am pushed down to the ground.
But right before impact, I use Earth Magic to make a cavern just large enough for me to safely escape.
I slide into the opening to avoid getting crushed.
The queen taratect, probably assuming it finally finished me off, stands up again.
I crawl out of the ground and run.
It’s strong.
Legendary-class monsters really are horrifying, though I already knew this.
Like the Nightmare of the Labyrinth and the phoenix.
All the legendary-class monsters I’ve encountered have been gigantic, and this one is no exception.
Our fight so far has made the queen taratect’s strength painfully clear.
Most of its power comes purely from its high stats.
Its attacks with its giant legs are simple, but that’s more than enough to be a lethal weapon.
And its defense is so high that none of my attacks can touch it.
Simple as the issue is, it limits my options severely.
Essentially, I need an attack that will pierce its defense.
And since my attacks couldn’t touch it, in spite of my status as the hero, it’s painfully clear how impossible a task that will be.
But I can’t back down now.
I won’t!
Yes, I know that Yaana’s death was my fault.
Because I insisted that I wouldn’t run away, Yaana died protecting me.
My stubbornness, my sense of duty as the hero—that’s what killed her!
Because I was weak, because I wasn’t strong enough!
I know that running away is the best chance to ensure that her sacrifice isn’t in vain.
But if I did that, I would never forgive myself.
Yes, I do hate someone.
I hate myself for being helpless.
And I hate this queen taratect for killing Yaana!
“Do you want to use it?”
Just then, there’s a voice directly in my head.
Instinctively, my eyes flit to the other sword at my waist.
The voice belongs to the Light Dragon Byaku, who lives within that sword.
The Sword of the Hero.
It’s a weapon that only the hero can use, which can apparently defeat any opponent but can be used only once.
Byaku is asking if I want to use that sword now.
“…No.”
To be honest, I can’t say it isn’t a tempting offer.
The queen taratect is a terrifying monster.
It’d be incredibly difficult to fight it on my own and win, but if I use the Sword of the Hero, I might be able to defeat it instantly.
When I acquired the Sword of the Hero, I vowed to Byaku that I wouldn’t use it.
At the time, I thought that using this sword to defeat one creature or one person, accomplishing that with a power that wasn’t my own, would never be the path to true peace.
That hasn’t changed.
I still believe that the only way to create true peace is through persistent effort from the people living in that age.
But right now, I’m not going to use it for a different reason.
“If I use it now, I can’t use it on the Demon Lord.”
The queen taratect was sent here by the Demon Lord.
According to that demon general who called himself Bloe, the demons are being forced into battle because of the Demon Lord.
He said they would be wiped out otherwise.
I get it now.
If she’s strong enough to control a queen taratect, it’s no wonder they would have to obey her.
In other words, the Demon Lord is the cause of all this!
I can’t even imagine using the Sword of the Hero on anyone else.
“I know I was high-and-mighty about it before, but I will be using the Sword of the Hero after all. On the Demon Lord.”
It seems there is hatred in me.
For my powerless self.
For the queen taratect who killed Yaana.
And most of all, for the Demon Lord who sent the queen taratect here!
The Sword of the Hero loses its power after a single use.
If the Demon Lord can command the queen taratect, I’m sure I can’t beat her.
I’ll need the power of the Sword of the Hero.
…I’m so weak.
Too weak to accomplish anything on my own.
I couldn’t even protect the girl I loved…
It’s pathetic, but that’s why I have to use any help I can get.
“When that time comes, please lend me your strength!”
“…Very well, if that is what you wish.”
“Thank you.”
“No need to thank me. But what do you plan to do about this, then?”
The queen taratect looms before me.
“I plan to win.”
Honestly, I have no idea how I’m going to make that happen.
But even so, I have to win.
“If I lose, I’ll apologize on my hands and knees to Yaana on the other side.”
Maybe that would be all right, too.
Win or lose, I won’t have any regrets.
With that decided, my mind clears up a bit.
But I still have no intention of losing.
I’ll avenge Yaana. Whether that’s what she would have wanted or not.
I’m fighting because that’s what I want to do!
Not as the hero but as Julius Zagan Analeit.
“Here we go!”
I start forming magic!
A few cheap tricks aren’t going to do the job.
I need to use all the power I have!
Holy Light Magic: Holy Light Beam.
The Holy Light Beam hits the queen taratect head-on.
Its massive body might be a giant weapon, but it’s also a giant target.
But its defense is too high for that to be a serious problem.
Even a direct hit from my Holy Light Beam doesn’t leave a mark.
I knew that’s how it would turn out, though.
You won’t see me getting discouraged that easily!
The queen taratect’s eight eyes swivel toward me.
Then one of its legs vanishes.
It didn’t really disappear—it just moved so fast that it was near impossible to follow.
“Ugh!”
I dive to the side just in time to avoid a direct hit.
Even then, a shock wave erupts like a huge explosion went off right next to me, slamming into my body.
But I have no time to worry about that.
Another leg just vanished.
Despite its massive size, it’s unbelievably fast.
Trusting my instincts, I move to one side.
A gust of wind barrels past me.
It must be because the queen taratect has swung its leg again.
I move my own legs and keep running around, knowing I could be crushed if I move a second too late.
But I have no way of winning if I just keep dodging.
As I run, I start casting a new spell.
Then I unleash another Holy Light Beam.
I’m aiming for its giant eyes!
The eyes are a weak point for any living being.
Even with the queen taratect’s unbelievable defense power, its eyes must still be vulnerable.
Sure enough, the queen taratect dodges for the first time, even though it’s ignored all my other attacks thus far.
It deftly avoided the Holy Light Beam that would’ve hit it right in the eyes.
That must mean that if I can hit its eyes, I can damage the queen taratect.
The time between the initial casting of Holy Light Beam and when it lands is incredibly short, so it usually doesn’t miss.
That said, it takes a while to construct, so it can be easy to anticipate when I’m preparing it.
Just now, though, the queen taratect dodged my Holy Light Beam after it was fired.
Which means the queen taratect is as fast as the Holy Light Beam or even faster.
It’s not that it wasn’t able to avoid my attacks up until now. It simply didn’t dodge them because it had no reason to bother.
The only way I can damage the queen taratect is to stop its movements somehow and hit its eyes with all my might.
…Stop this massive thing from moving?
Is that even possible?
No, I can’t get intimidated now!
I knew going in that my chances of winning were slim!
The queen taratect is a living creature, too.
It’s not invincible, nor is it immortal.
That means I can beat it.
I can, and I will!
The queen taratect’s eight eyes fix on me.
For the first time, I can see an emotion in those eyes.
Irritation.
Thus far, it’s been fighting me almost automatically, without showing any interest at all.
It looks like the real fight’s about to begin.
Just as I start to brace myself, I’m suddenly sent flying.
“Guh?!”
Blood sprays from my mouth.
I can’t even tell what just happened.
All its attacks thus far have been frightening, too, but none was so fast that I failed to process what was happening.
Does that mean it’s been holding back all this time?
But why?
As my thoughts churn wildly, the queen taratect slowly starts walking.
Deliberately slowly, as if to show off its enormous form.
“Nnngh!”
I jump to my feet.
In response, the queen taratect slowly raises its leg high in the air.
As if it wants to show me what true despair looks like.
To be honest, it really does feel like this is as far as I can go.
I even glance at the Sword of the Hero at my hip, wondering if I’ll have to use it after all.
As that leg comes down, I’m almost certain that I’m about to die.
But I don’t.
A huge barrage of spells strike the queen taratect in the side.
“Huh?”
Who in the world did that?!
Looking in the direction the magic came from, I see a large group of soldiers charging this way on horseback.
The soldiers who were at Fort Kusorion.
“Why?”
I thought I told them to run…
“Protect Sir Hero!”
“We’re here to help!”
“Just use whatever you’ve got!”
Galloping around on horses, the soldiers keep casting spells.
Magic like that won’t hurt the queen taratect.
But, perhaps annoyed by it, the gigantic monster lowers the leg it was about to bring down toward me.
“What kinda soldiers would we be if we made the hero do everything?!”
“Sir Hero saved my child! This is my one chance to pay him back!”
“We’ll show ’em what humans can do when our backs are up against the wall!”
The soldiers shout as they charge forward, as if they are letting out all their fear.
“They all came running to help you.”
“Hyrince?!”
Somehow, Hyrince is standing at my side.
“But I thought you ran away?”
“Moron! As if I’d ever leave you behind!”
Hyrince raps me on the head with his broken left hand.
“Same goes for everyone else. They couldn’t just run away and leave you here. Everyone is hoping and praying for you to live—don’t you get it? That includes Yaana.”
“……”
How am I supposed to respond to something like that?
After all, I’m being selfish right now.
I’m fighting as an individual, not the hero.
“I can’t make everyone go along with my selfishness…”
“Sure you can. You always put yourself last, y’know? No one’s gonna mind if you wanna be selfish for once in your life.”
Hyrince assures me that it’s all right, even though it means dragging so many people into a desperate life-and-death battle.
“You’re gonna win, right?”
“…Yeah.”
“Then get it done like a real hero!”
“Right!”
The queen taratect starts moving again, as if it were waiting for our exchange to end.
But it turns toward the charging soldiers.
“Oh no!”
The giant beast’s mouth opens.
It’s going to use a breath attack.
The same attack that destroyed Fort Kusorion!
I jump between the queen taratect and the soldiers.
“Julius?!”
Quickly, I form a spell.
“Listen up, Julius. If all you want to do is use magic, skills are plenty for that. But if you truly want to master magic, that isn’t good enough. How do you normally create and unleash spells? Be aware of that, and ask yourself how you can do it stronger, faster, and more accurately.”
That’s what my master taught me.
So I try my best to be mindful.
How am I using magic, and what do I want it to do?
Right now, what I want is a sturdy shield that will protect everyone!
“Instead of trying to bear the brunt of its power, I simply changed its direction.”
I remember something Mr. Tiva once said.
“If your opponent is too strong, you won’t accomplish much by trying to block their attacks head-on. At times, you must create an opening by redirecting their strength.”
This must be what he meant!
I tilt the shield of light I’ve created at an angle.
When the queen taratect’s breath attack comes roaring out, I deflect it with my shield.
“Nnnngh…!”
The impact is intense.
It’s too strong for me to fully deflect it.
At this rate, it’ll break through!
“If you can’t do it on your own, we’ll just have to do it together, right? Even if you’re not strong enough alone, we’ll be strong enough as a team. Take what just happened. You might not’ve stood a chance if you were alone, but we were with you. That’s why we all made it back alive. You’ve got friends who want to fight at your side, see? So try to depend on us more.”
“Hyrince!”
I call out the name of the dear friend who said those words.
“On it!”
Right away, Hyrince runs over to support me.
He must be in pain, since his hand is broken, but he still pushes with all his might.
“Aaaaah!”
With Hyrince’s help, I push back the breath until it changes direction and bounces off harmlessly into the sky.
The queen taratect recoils, looking taken aback for the first time.
“NOOOOW!”
The soldiers seize that opportunity to charge forward on horseback.
With the queen taratect’s high defense, that probably wouldn’t cause it any pain.
But as the dozens of knights charge at once during the monster’s brief moment of hesitation, even if it doesn’t cause any damage, it’s more than enough to knock those legs off-balance.
The queen taratect stumbles a couple of steps.
It’s a small opening but a clear one.
“Go!”
“I’m on it!”
Hyrince pushes me forward, and I use that momentum to leap up high.
Using Dimensional Maneuvering, I whirl through the air, filling my sword with holy light.
The queen taratect glares at me.
I choose one of its eyes and stab my sword into it with all my might!
“!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”
The queen taratect’s screech of pain rattles the very air.
I finally managed to do some damage to it!
All I did was crush one eye, but that’s more than enough!
“Magic items are made to be used, y’know? Ain’t no point dyin’ to conserve ’em.”
“Weapons are part of your strength, too. What’s wrong with using them to win?”
Hawkin’s and Jeskan’s words play back in my mind.
Right, this is the perfect time to use that!
I reach down and draw it from its scabbard.
No, not the Sword of the Hero.
It’s a short sword.
A magic sword known as an “exploding sword.”
The last of the ten magic swords that my master gave me!
Like the Sword of the Hero, they can be used only once.
I thrust this one deep into the queen taratect’s wounded eye.
“Haaaah!”
Then I cast a Holy Light Beam to drive it in even deeper!
There’s an explosion.
And then a moment of silence.
“It’s coming down?!”
The queen taratect’s massive body slowly leans to the side.
I hurriedly move away from it.
Seconds later, the enormous monster crashes to the ground, creating huge tremors in the earth.
“…Did we…win?”
Hyrince murmurs in disbelief.
I slowly raise my sword to the sky.
“Y…YAAAAAAAAH!”
One of the soldiers raises a cry of triumph.
I keep holding my sword aloft, acknowledging the cheers.
Don’t cry yet!
As long as people are watching, I have to keep being the hero.
Later, when I’m alone, that’s when I’ll cry my eyes out.
But I think I can at least be allowed a scream.
“AAAAAAAAAH!”
I did it, Yaana.
While everyone celebrates the defeat of the queen taratect, Hyrince quickly walks away.
Noticing him, I silently follow.
Then Hyrince stops.
Just as I move to join him…
“Don’t come any closer!”
…he shouts to stop me in my tracks.
“Hyrince…is she…there?”
“Yeah…”
“Then I—”
“Don’t! Julius, don’t you dare come over here!”
She’s right here.
But Hyrince won’t let me see her.
“Please. I’m begging you—don’t come over. Don’t look. I’m sure Yaana wouldn’t want you to see her like this, either…”
Hyrince’s voice is choked with barely suppressed sobs.
Yaana is hidden behind him, his broad back blocking my view.
But Hyrince is begging me not to look.
That alone is enough for me to imagine what sort of awful state she must be in.
And I can’t bring myself to ignore Hyrince’s words and go see for myself.
I’m not…brave enough…to look.
…What kind of hero am I?
How can I call myself a hero if I couldn’t even protect the girl I loved?!
Tears start to well up in my eyes, but I force them down.
Not yet.
I can’t cry just yet.
“?! Julius!”
Thanks to Hyrince’s warning cry, I just barely manage to block the blade that’s coming toward me.
“Tsk!”
I hear someone click their tongue nearby and immediately swing my sword in that direction.
There’s the shrill clash of metal on metal as our weapons collide.
It’s none other than Bloe, the demon general I was fighting before.
He jumps back, his surprise attack ending in failure.
“You seriously still want to fight?!”
The queen taratect is dead.
That must have been the demons’ big secret weapon.
Since we defeated it, surely their morale is broken by now.
So why does he still want to fight?
Looking behind him, I realize the demons have gathered in this spot.
And by the looks of it, they’re still raring for a fight.
Hearing the commotion, the human soldiers come over to gather behind me, too.
“Take your soldiers and leave. I don’t want to fight anymore.”
I tell Bloe to withdraw.
He must have realized in our last fight that he couldn’t beat me.
Since his surprise attack failed, he has no way of winning.
And the last thing I want right now is more battle.
“Please. Don’t make me keep fighting on a grudge.”
If we fight right now, I’ll take out my hatred on these demons.
They might be victims of the Demon Lord, too.
Which is why I don’t want to fight them.
“We’ve gotta fight now!”
Ignoring my earnest feelings, Bloe readies his sword.
“Hero! You’re crazy strong; I’ll admit that! But it’s still no use! If you had such a hard time against one of her spawn, you’ll never beat the Demon Lord!”
Bloe starts ranting in the language of demons, as if he can’t keep forming sentences in human language anymore.
“You can’t win, dammit!”
His voice is full of bitterness.
“I’ve gotta kill you here and now for the sake of all demons!”
Then he charges toward me.
I’m sure he has his own reasons for not giving up.
But I do, too, you know!
I can’t let myself get killed now after Yaana died to protect me!
I knock Bloe’s sword aside and use the backswing to slash into his body.
Bloe collapses in a spray of blood.
“Damn…it…all… Why…?”
His halting last words come out in demon language, but I can guess at their meaning.
I can sense the anguished feelings behind them.
But I can’t show mercy to an enemy who’s attacking me.
Looking away from Bloe’s body, I turn toward the remaining demons.
“I’ll say it one more time. Leave now!”
I give them a final warning.
If they still insist on coming at me after that, then I’ll have no choice…!
But then a single girl steps out from among the demons.
A girl who’s so pale white that it sends a shiver down my spine.
“Listen closely, Julius. Humans are weak. Incredibly weak. Most humans are even weaker than I am, which is why they look at me and say that I’m strong. But I’m only human, too. I’m strong by human standards, but that’s all.”
Out of nowhere, I recall something my master once said to me.
“To those with true strength, the power of mere humans is nothing.”
I’ve experienced that for myself before.
Long ago, when I witnessed with my own eyes the feared monster known as the Nightmare of the Labyrinth.
For some reason, I feel that same fear now.
Then the girl opens her eyes…
A scarf flutters to the ground, its owner gone.
“……”
In the command center room, the atmosphere is downright oppressive.
The Demon Lord’s expression is grim.
Balto isn’t here.
He’s already been informed of Bloe’s death.
After saying he wanted to be alone for the time being, Balto left the room.
All who’s left are the Demon Lord, Güli-güli—aka Black—and me.
Yes, that’s right. The mysterious Ninth Army Commander, code-named Black, is actually Güli-güli!
Okay, now isn’t the time for joking around like that, I know.
The dark mood filling the room is mostly coming from Black here.
“…I have no right to complain.”
Finally, slowly, Black speaks.
“If you’ll excuse me, I believe I need a moment.”
With that, Black leaves, too.
Well, I can’t blame him.
I’m sure he has some thoughts about how things went down.
The Demon Lord watches Black leave, then lets out a heavy sigh.
“…Nothing ever goes to plan, y’know?”
“…Uh-huh.”
Frankly, this battle was a total failure.
We had several important goals, and we accomplished almost none of them.
“So the commanders we lost are Huey, Bloe, and Agner…”
The Demon Lord murmurs the names of the commanders who were killed in action.
Of the three, I’m not too broken up about Shota aka Huey, but the loss of Agner is tough to swallow. He was a very capable man in many ways.
And then there’s Bloe.
He was annoying and all, but I didn’t hate him.
“…So, White. Why didn’t you bring back Agner and Bloe?”
The Demon Lord’s doubts are understandable.
If I really wanted to, I could have forcibly extracted those two and brought them back.
Depending on your point of view, it might look like I let them die.
“Principle.”
“Mwuh?”
“On principle. Agner and Bloe were fighting with their lives on the line. Ready to die. It didn’t seem right to stop them.”
Agner and Bloe both knew they would almost certainly die, but they still saw the battle through to the end.
I couldn’t bring myself to tarnish that conviction.
Their intense determination reminded me of Araba’s final moments. I didn’t want to interfere.
“Gotcha.”
The Demon Lord doesn’t press the matter any further.
Huey’s death was a minor accident, but we didn’t plan to let Agner and Bloe die, and we could have prevented it.
But we didn’t.
Their deaths were a serious miscalculation.
But there was an even bigger one.
“I never imagined the hero would manage to beat the queen.”
“…Yeah.”
The biggest unexpected disaster was the hero defeating the queen taratect.
No, the fact that he won isn’t a problem in itself.
In fact, we sent it so the hero would defeat it…only after using the Sword of the Hero.
“I still can’t believe he won without using the damn thing. Considering the differences in their stats and strength, was that a miracle or what?”
“Mm-hmm.”
I can’t blame her for complaining.
There was no way the hero should’ve possibly been able to beat the queen, no matter how hard he tried.
He would have to use the Sword of the Hero for any chance of surviving the battle, or so we thought.
That sword is extremely dangerous.
It’s a divine sword that our old pal D left in this world that can kill even a god.
It’s one use only, but it wouldn’t be safe to leave a dangerous weapon like that just lying around.
So when I learned that it had fallen into the hands of the current hero, I decided to force him to waste it.
That was the purpose of the queen, since it’d be no problem if he defeated that one.
The main goal was just to harvest the energy released by the Sword of the Hero.
But somehow, he managed not to use it.
Talk about a serious miscalculation.
“Well, we didn’t lose anything major, so I guess it’s fine,” I say aloud. “We can always make another queen. It was just a fake queen anyway.”
That thing wasn’t a real queen taratect.
It was one of my clones.
Thanks to my years of training, my mini-mes have evolved all the way into maximum-mes!
Heh-heh-heh!
They’re not quite as strong as a real queen but certainly close enough to take the hero down easily.
Or so I thought…
Sure, I held back so the hero would get a chance to use the Sword of the Hero, but who would’ve thought he would actually win without it?
Unreal.
“So. Our attempt to meddle with the system failed, too?”
Urk!
That particular failure is kinda my mistake, or at least my lack of ability.
Earlier, when I killed the hero, I was trying to alter the system at the same time and erase the very existence of heroes forever.
In other words, to remove the Hero title.
The Hero title has a special effect against the Demon Lord title.
It’s set up so that the Demon Lord can never defeat the hero, no matter what.
I tried to interfere with the system to get rid of that nasty title, but it ended in failure.
There is a good reason for that, but I can’t make that excuse to the Demon Lord…
So I think I’ll just keep it to myself and call this a mistake on my part.
“Which means a new hero has been born somewhere, hmm?”
The Demon Lord heaves an even bigger sigh.
The Hero title is an inherited one.
When one hero dies, someone else in the world becomes the hero.
That means there’s not much point in killing the hero, since whoever it is, the main danger is the fact that they can defeat the Demon Lord.
But still, I don’t think we have to worry too much.
“There’s no way the next hero is gonna be like that one. For sure.”
At my firm statement, the Demon Lord just goes “uh-huuuuh…”
What’s with that iffy look she’s giving me?
“White, you really admired that hero, huh? You weak to a pretty face or what?”
“No. It’s not like that, okay?”
Why do I feel like we just had a conversation like this recently?
“I’m kidding. But yeah. I kinda get what you’re saying. That was a good hero.”
“…Mm-hmm.”
I watched that hero through my clones for a long time.
He had a pretty tough life, but he never stopped living nobly.
I can’t imagine a hero that impressive is gonna come along again anytime soon.
The Demon Lord fiddles with the scarf that the hero was wearing.
“White, take a look at this. Apparently, it’s made of spider thread.”
She must have used Appraisal or something to inspect the scarf’s materials.
“I heard it traded at a high price among humans, but can you believe the hero was wearing it?” She snickers sarcastically. “Unreal.”
Wow, seriously?
Talk about a coincidence.
So the hero facing off against a spider demon lord was wearing a scarf made out of spider thread all along.
“So what should we do with this?”
I don’t think we need to do much of anything with it, but you do you.
Then a wicked smile spreads across the Demon Lord’s face.
“Wasn’t the hero’s younger brother a reincarnation? Let’s give this back to him, then.”
With that, the Demon Lord starts imbuing the scarf in her hand with magic.
I guess she’s putting some kind of effect on it.
“Yep, yep. A little present for the hero’s little brother, full of the Demon Lord’s divine protection. Pretty slick, don’t you think?”
Uh, no, that seems in pretty poor taste to me actually.
“Ahh, I’d love to see the look on Yamada’s face when he gets this…”
The Demon Lord grins with excitement, but I gotta say, that’s a pretty nasty move.
Poor Yamada…
It wasn’t until later that I would learn that Yamada himself was chosen as the new hero.
The Great Human-Demon War is said to have ended in victory for the demons.
Many forts fell into the demons’ clutches, and the hero, the humans’ last hope at the time, was defeated.
The hero of that time, Julius Zagan Analeit, is widely considered to be the most noble hero in history, thanks in no small part to the many records left by his younger brother Schlain, which extoled his countless achievements and virtues; there are many other extant documents that describe his accomplishments as well.
The previously quoted excerpt from a soldier’s diary is said to have been written after the soldier witnessed Julius the hero’s death firsthand.
In this Great War, humanity lost their greatest hope.
But those who are familiar with the events that followed are likely well aware:
Even this momentous battle was nothing more than a preliminary skirmish.
Truly turbulent times.
No, such hackneyed words cannot fully describe what would become a critical turning point in history.
And that time was fast approaching.
AFTERWORD
It’s twelve o’clock. Noon.
No, wait, it’s Volume 12. That’s right.
Good afternoon, I’m Okina Baba.
Or good evening, for those of you joining us at twelve o’clock at night.
For some reason, the number twelve sort of evokes the sense of an ending.
There are twelve hours on a clock and twelve months in a year.
But have no fear!
This series isn’t over yet by any means!
I don’t know…I just felt like I should probably make that clear.
Especially since several stories came to an end in this volume.
I won’t say too much so I don’t spoil the story, but I wonder how you readers felt about how they lived their lives?
How will those who survived carry on their will?
That’s the kind of volume this is.
Although I guess it’s not really a spoiler, since the outcome was already mentioned in much earlier volumes!
In that way, I think this volume is the kind of story where you warmly watch over their final moments even while knowing how it’s going to end.
Sniffle…
I hear there are some authors who cry while they’re writing, and I think I sort of understand that feeling now.
I didn’t cry, though.
Huh? Come on, you should’ve cried?
Well, I can’t help it. I’m a heartless brute.
Would an author with a heart subject their protagonist to such a difficult dungeon?
Ha-ha-ha.
Although I did almost cry about something else.
Yep. I almost cried because I was too busy.
Why was I so busy, you ask?
Well, I’ll tell you right now!
Ta-daaa!
The So I’m a Spider, So What? anime will be airing in 2020!
Yaaaay! Clap-clap-clap-clap!
It’s been a long wait, I know.
But the anime’s finally been scheduled to air in 2020.
I’ve been hard at work on that, which is why I’ve been so busy.
But thanks to all that, we’ve come this far at last!
Woooo!
So the anime will start airing in 2020!
The release has been delayed quite a bit, but it’s finally happening.
Anyone who’s been waiting in the nude all this time has probably reached enlightenment by now.
That’s how long I made you all wait.
But! Since you waited so patiently, we’re doing our best to make sure it lives up to your expectations.
Wow…
The anime adaptation was first announced in 2018.
And theeen…
2019 ended, and now we’re in 2020.
But now, finally! Finally!
The time has come at last.
So feel free to keep your hopes up as you wait for more information about the anime broadcast!
And! To go along with the anime release, we’re planning to publish a collection of reference materials in So I’m a Spider, So What? EX!
Like any reference book, it’ll contain character profiles, as well as an explanation of the Great Elroe Labyrinth and lots of other fun goodies.
It’ll also include some of the store-exclusive short stories from previous releases and a few brand-new ones!
Please feel free to use it to brush up before you watch the anime.
Phew, that was a lot of announcements.
2020 will definitely be the year of the spider!
Finally, let me say my usual thank-yous.
To Tsukasa Kiryu for the wonderful illustrations as always.
Really, thank you for all that you do!
And sorry for making so many characters!
I hardly ever describe the characters’ appearances in the text, so that job always falls to Kiryu.
Even for the anime character designs, my contribution was basically just saying, “If Kiryu likes them, then it’s fine with me.”
I really am sorry!
But! This heartless brute of an author plans to keep taking advantage of your kindness for as long as I can!
Thank you as well to Asahiro Kakashi, who creates the manga adaptation.
The manga wound up being used as a reference for the anime, too!
Seeing that get incorporated really convinced me all over again that Kakashi truly is amazing.
I’ll be depending on you lots more from now on, too!
Then there’s Gratinbird, who makes the spin-off manga.
This bizarre story is already surreal enough with a spider protagonist, and now this artist is stuck with the work of turning four copies of the protagonist into an even more surreal gag manga.
Whoever thought of this plan is seriously a genius.
And Gratinbird is equally a genius for pulling it off.
The manga is so funny, I can’t help laughing out loud, so please give it a read.
Thank you to everyone who’s involved in the anime adaptation, too.
2020! It’s finally airing!
To my editor Ms. W and everyone else who helped put this book out into the world.
And to all of you who have picked up this book.
Thank you from the bottom of my heart.
Thank you for buying this ebook, published by Yen On.
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