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“This is practically rags…but it is better than being naked.”

“I’m sorry that it is all we have.”

“No, thank you very much.”

“We were going to throw it away, so you do not have to return it.”

 

I thanked the kind guards and entered the royal capital.

I felt a little discomfort. The city seemed too different from what I remembered.

Perhaps I had just fought so much that my perceptions had been altered.

 

I decided to visit Eric and Goran before going to the Adventurer’s Guild.

It was more important to greet friends.

 

And so I asked a passerby.

 

“The Hero, Eric? Ah, it is…”

“The Warrior, Goran? It is…”

 

They were quite famous. And so I was easily able to learn where they lived.

Apparently, Goran’s house was closer. And so I decided to visit Goran first.

 

But when I arrived, it was an incredible mansion.

 

“It-it’s huge.”

“Do you need something?”

 

As I stood in shock at the sheer size of it, the gatekeeper of the mansion called to me.

 

“I want to meet Goran. Is he home?”

“Ahh… And do you have an appointment?”

“Not an appointment, but…”

“Then you will not meet him.”

“Could you just tell him that Ruck’s come to see him?”

 

However, the gatekeeper would not listen.

 

“Please leave.”

“No, he’ll definitely want to see me if tell him my name.”

“We have so many people who come saying just that…”

“But it’s true.”

“The answer is no.”

 

Maybe it wasn’t working because of my ragged clothes.

 

“I’ll come right back!”

“Please do not come back ever again!”

 

I decided to try again later.

Right now, I was a suspicious looking man who wore rags and carried a great sword on his back.

As a gatekeeper, he could not let me in. And I could appreciate that he took his work seriously.

 

“I have to buy clothes and, no, get my Adventurer’s Card reissued first.”

 

On my way to the Adventurer’s guild, I passed through the central plaza of the city.

There was a magnificent stone statue erected in the center of it.

It must have been nearly ten times as tall as an adult. It was so big.

And the carving was so life-like. He seemed to be a sorcerer, equipped with a robe and large staff.

 

“Quite a handsome guy as well…”

 

A fresh-faced looker indeed. But, who could it be?

I decided to ask someone who stood nearby.

 

“Excuse me. Who is this statue supposed to be?”

“Huh? You do not know?”

“Yes. I’m very sorry.”

 

The person gave me a suspicious look.

But after looking at me carefully, changed to an understanding expression.

 

“Ah, I see how it is.”

 

Perhaps my ragged clothes made me look like a country bumpkin.

Now he was smiling. He must have had some personal policy to be nice to outsiders.

 

“This is a statue of Ruck, the Hero.”

“Ruck?”

 

I was shocked to hear my own name. No, it was not as if Ruck was a particularly unusual name.

It must be a coincidence.

 

“Yes, it was 10 years ago that the hero sacrificed himself between the dimensions in order to stop the great devil army.”

“What did you say!!”

“The world was saved because of Ruck, and we are all grateful.”

 

It was about me. But that didn’t look like me at all.

He was too dashing. I was never that good looking.

 

“I, I doubt he was this handsome…”

“Hey, you. That is terribly rude. Ruck’s fans will kill you if they heard you say that!”

 

Apparently, I had barbarous fans now. Horrifying.

I looked up at this statue that was far more handsome than the original and stood there in dumbfounded shock.

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