Chapter 0 (1/2)

Chapter 0

As I woke up, I felt a bit nostalgic.

As I raised my head from the wooden table, the joints of my body ached a bit. Probably because I slept in a weird position.

I stretched my body muscles which felt really nice.

Next, I shook my head as an unpleasant *gokigoki* dull sound came. Due to that sound, the old man shopkeeper behind the counter gave a frown and looked towards me.

“You’re finally awake.”

His words sounded especially harsh as he polished a cup in his hands.

Envying that behaviour a bit, I opened my eyelids heavy due to alcohol and turned my face towards him.

“Yeah, the sake here is really delicious. I was able to see a really good dream.”

I think it was a dream of the past.

I felt something inside my chest become a bit warmer.

I wonder if my old comrades were still doing fine.

Thinking that, I once again shook my head.

I had shared everything with those guys and girls.

Summoned as a Brave, expectations as a hero, and was wished to kill a god.

—-It’s really nostalgic. In my chest dwelled nostalgia about those days and a slight bit of regret.

Behaved like a brave, returned triumphantly as heroes and were envied as God-slayers.

I wonder how my comrades think about me who ran away from that pressure.

They would probably resent me, I concluded.

Unfortunately, I didn’t have the courage to ascertain that.

And I had no intention to do so either from here onwards.

On the counter dimly lit by a candle, I brought out a copper coin from my almost empty purse and spoke with a dried voice.

“I’ll leave the calculations to you.”

“Yeah, just go back already. Don’t get drunk and fall asleep on the side of the road alright?”

“haha. I’ll be careful.”

Getting up from my wooden chair, I ended up stumbling a bit. I can’t move my legs properly due to the alcohol.

Looking at me like that, the shopkeeper once again gave a sigh.

It seems the time has already become quite late. Even though it’s night, there’s no other customer who is still drinking here.

Well, another reason might be that there aren’t many inhabitants in the first place as well though.

I once again bowed towards the old shopkeeper who kept the store open till I woke up and left the store.

The cold wind stroked my body and I felt sobering up a little.

Actually, my steps are still quite unstable.

Thinking that this is the end of a man who was once a Brave and had been cheered as a Hero, I could only laugh.

It has been 3 years since we were summoned. It took 2 years to defeat the Demon God.

The past 1 year, I parted from my comrades and drew back to this village to live leisurely with money received as the reward for killing the Demon God.

Maybe, they might have already forgotten about me.

When I thought that, rather than feeling miserable I felt relieved instead.

I was not someone who had the capacity to become a Brave or a Hero.

A different world—-13 people who were summoned from Earth to become Saviours.

To defeat the ‘Demon God’ that wanted to destroy the world, 12 people with cheat skills were summoned along with me.