Volume 2 Chapter 19 Hero, Weakened and Mocked
It was a time just before Zeke crossed over to Demon Island.
The exiled hero, Makhen.
He was now... an adventurer.
At an adventurer guild in a certain town outside the country.
Makhen finished his quest and headed to the reception.
"Welcome back, Sir Makhen. How did the item from the request turn out?"
The receptionist said cheerfully.
With a shake, Makhen slapped the leather pouch at his waist.
"You're making me do a job fit for some weakling! Don't mess with me!"
Inside the pouch were just a few medicinal herbs.
The receptionist took the pouch and said.
"But, Sir Makhen's rank is the lowest, F rank. A request like this is reasonable."
"That's right, bro."
A senior adventurer approached Makhen and patted his shoulder.
"I totally get how you feel. When I was just starting out, I was eager to take on higher-ranked requests too. But that was a mistake. Because..."
He was sharing his experiences when, slap!
Makhen swatted his hand away.
"Don't compare me with a useless guy like you, trash!"
Hmph!
Makhen snorted mockingly.
"I'm chosen for greatness, I'm not some mob character like you!"
The senior adventurer grimaced in displeasure.
"Oh, I see. My bad. Miss, how about letting this guy take on a subjugation quest?"
"Yeah, send him out already!"
The receptionist sighed and ordered a slime subjugation quest for Makhen.
"Slime? I can take that out with one punch. Are you messing with me, you think I'm a joke!?"
"Oh, just go defeat it already. If you do that, I'll have no complaints."
The senior adventurer said, exasperated.
"I was going to do it anyway, even without you telling me. Trash."
Makhen took the request form and left the guild.
He walked through the grassy outskirts with a grim face.
"Seriously, why do I have to do such lowly work..."
Makhen had currently lost his strength as a hero.
The moment Zeke was recognized as a hero, strength flowed out of his body.
Currently, Makhen is a weakling, even inferior to goblins.
But back then, he didn't admit his fault, saying he was just having a bad day.
"This easy job, I'll rush through it and raise my rank rapidly. Just watch, I'll show those fools who kicked me out!"
As he walked down the town street, that was when it happened.
"Pigy!"
Slimes, the size of a child's face, were bouncing around.
"Haa... seriously, why do I have to do a job like this that even an idiot can handle? Well, whatever."
With a clang, pulling out his iron sword, Makhen readied himself.
"You lowly creatures, become my gold... here I go!"
He attempted to slash at the slimes, but the blade bounced off their soft bodies.
"What!? Why... guaaaah!"
Receiving a counterattack from a slime to his stomach, he collapsed.
"It hurts... it really hurts..."
These monsters are beings released from the curse of the ancestor by the Demon Lord.
However, most don't believe in ancestor stuff.
Slimes are usually docile, but when someone tries to kill them, they fight back.
Doh-gak!
Bog-guk!
He was repeatedly beaten by the slimes.
"Damn it! Stop, stop it..."
After a while.
Despite being in tatters, Makhen returned to the guild.
"Oh, Mr. Makhen. How did the subjugation request go?"
"......"
He bit his teeth together.
"...Please cancel the quest."
"Huh...? So, did you lose? To a slime?"
The surroundings buzzed with commotion.
"Pfft! Hahaha! So, you lost, loser!"
The senior adventurer who had mocked him earlier approached with a smirk.
"I see, I see. After boasting like that, to lose to a slime...!"
Everyone around snickered and laughed at Makhen.
"Don't laugh...! Don't laugh at me...!"
"Wow, what impressive skill. Losing to a slime, huh...!"
"Gyahahahaha!"
Makhen, mocked by the adventurers, burst out of the guild and ran.
"Damn it! This is all Zeke's fault! Damn, damn, damn!"
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