Legendary Hero is an Academy Honors Student - Chapter 676

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676.

“Dweno is truly amazing!”

“The way he swept away those demons all by himself was so valiant!”

Praise for Dweno continued endlessly from all around.

Listening to those stories, Arga muttered.

“That’s Dweno for you. Even before achieving the great deeds of a hero, his reputation among people is tremendous.”

‘It’s only natural, I suppose. In the early days, Dweno was the most famous one in our party.’

He and Risinass were also famous enough that everyone knew their names.

‘Well, Risinass and I were infamous though.’

A foolish one who spouted the naive words of saving the world.

And the surviving hero who returned alone after sacrificing his companions.

Because there were rumors that he brought death, he wasn’t a welcomed existence.

In Luna’s case, she was just starting to make a name for herself, and Arron was young.

The most famous hero at this time was Agon of Reishar.

Arron’s master who bore the title of Guardian of the Starry Skies, and a companion candidate that Risinass had chosen.

And Dweno had a reputation that was no less than such Agon.

“He’s certainly impressive.”

“Of course he’s impressive. It’s Dweno after all.”

“That’s right. Everyone in this city respects Dweno. He’s an excellent leader.”

Ennitha said while drinking heavily.

Beside her, Driana nodded vigorously, going “Mm-hmm!”

Hearing those words, Leo silently brought his drink to his lips.

“I was a failed leader.”

One day when they were enjoying a banquet after the battle ended.

He suddenly remembered what Dweno had said when they were sharing drinks alone.

“The warriors of Ivaldi were excellent and there were many outstanding craftsmen. If I had protected them to the end… the outcome might have been different.”

It was one of the rare days when Dweno, who didn’t talk about the past, shared his own story.

“How wonderful it would be if we could turn back time? Then I could have saved more people.”

“Are you drunk? You know better than anyone that such things don’t happen.”

“…”

“We don’t have the luxury of looking back at the past right now. It’s time to look forward and move ahead.”

“Haha… That’s right. You’re correct.”

“Dweno, you’re already carrying a lot. Don’t try to carry the past as well.”

“Don’t say such disgusting things.”

“Even when I’m giving you good advice.”

Dweno smiled slightly while looking at Kail who was frowning, then said.

“You make a promise with me too.”

“What?”

Dweno gulped down his drink.

“To regret the past, but never be bound by it.”

“That won’t happen.”

“Right. Someone like you would never let that happen.”

“Leo?”

Chelsea’s voice broke his reverie.

“What?”

“Your cup is empty… should I pour you more?”

“No.”

“That’s not like you, Leo Flobe. To be spacing out like that.”

When Duran snorted, Leo chuckled.

“I was just thinking about old times a little.”

“You’re acting like an old man again.”

When Eliza slightly curled up the corner of her mouth, Cal said.

“Eliza.”

“What?”

“You’re going to get divine punishment for that.”

“What did I do?”

Looking at Eliza who was frowning deeply, Cal shook his head.

“Class President, what are you thinking about so deeply?”

“Just.”

Leo looked over the beastmen and dwarves enjoying the banquet.

“There’s something I did in the past that I’ve come to regret.”

“That’s unusual. For the Class President to think like that. I thought the Class President would never do something like regret.”

Leo chuckled at Iliana’s words.

“Where in the world would you find such a person?”

Though these people couldn’t know it, the people here now are beings from the past.

5,000 years ago.

The countless lives that resisted destruction but ultimately crumbled in Ivaldi.

Dweno’s regret.

But suddenly he had this thought.

‘If I… had taken his hand even a little sooner.’

If he had taken Risinass’s hand and set out on the journey to save the world a bit earlier.

‘Could these people have lived?’

He knew it was a meaningless regret.

But Leo didn’t stop regretting.

These people were the regret left behind by a close friend.

The unknown past of a comrade who had saved his life countless times on the battlefield.

They were heroes who had disappeared in places he didn’t know about.

‘History cannot be changed.’

Even if they achieved victory here, history wouldn’t change.

But…

‘I can convey their existence to the future.’

The existence of these people that the current era doesn’t know about.

The final moments of those who fought to the end for the world back then.

‘I can pass it down to future generations.’

That would be his role as someone living in the present.

‘I will definitely pass down your stories to future generations.’

Leo turned his head.

It was toward where Dweno’s workshop was located.

‘So Dweno. Don’t you be bound by the past either.’

***

The next morning.

Chelsea, who had been sleeping in the tent, suddenly sat up.

“Haaaam!”

Chelsea yawned lazily and got up from her spot while rubbing her eyes.

Chelsea had gone to sleep relatively early around dawn.

‘Ar, Driana… and Iliana aren’t here. Did they go training?’

Looking at one side of the room, she saw Eliza, Aina, and Artion sleeping like the dead.

Yesterday’s battle had been fierce.

It was only natural that they would be physically exhausted.

When she quietly stepped outside, it was late morning.

‘I must have used too much mana yesterday too.’

Due to mana overload, she felt muscle pain all over her body.

“As I thought, fighting up front suits me better than casting magic from behind.”

After massaging her shoulders a few times, Chelsea was stretching with a groan when—

“Oh! Little miss! Good morning!”

“Wahaha! You were amazing yesterday! We would’ve been in big trouble without you!”

“Do you need a magic staff by any chance? I could make one for you.”

The dwarves and suins passing by the city walls showed their goodwill.

“I’m fine! My magic staff is really good! Should I help you move the repair materials?”

“No, no. How could we make a precious mage do such work?”

“I’ll help!”

“We said it’s fine! Just rest well!”

When Chelsea approached the female suin in a friendly manner, the female suin waved her hands dismissively.

Watching this, Chelsea let out a sigh of relief.

‘The walls have crumbled quite a bit.’

The openly wary gazes had disappeared.

It seemed that defending against Tartaros’s invasion together and enjoying the banquet had been effective.

‘Anyway, the conditions for conquering the dungeon are now in place.’

To conquer the dungeon that had appeared, exploring inside the dungeon was essential.

Whether it was this fortress or the surrounding area outside the fortress.

They had to find and destroy the legion’s record that was generating the dungeon.

With just that, this mission could be perfectly resolved.

‘Before that… can’t I request support from Demian?’

Chelsea was pondering when—

“You’re up early.”

“Leo! Good morning!”

Chelsea approached Leo with a bright smile.

“Where did you go?”

“I left the kids with Dweno and came back.”

Early in the morning.

Leo had woken up the sleeping Ar, Driana, and Iliana and dragged them to Dweno’s workshop.

“Huh? Ar is training too?”

When Chelsea tilted her head, Leo smiled.

“It seemed necessary. It’s the same training Arron did in the old days.”

“Did Ar go in willingly?”

She had already heard about the training content.

“No.”

Of course, there was no worry.

‘Let me gooo! You pervert!’

Chelsea, who had heard the situation from Leo, muttered.

“Water ghost… no, fire ghost.”

Chelsea, who had been clicking her tongue, snorted.

“It’s good to be able to receive training from Dweno and Leo!”

“Then do you want to receive it too?”

“…I’m fine.”

Chelsea smiled awkwardly.

Chelsea, who had been caught by Leo for training since her first year, knew better than anyone.

How terrible Leo’s training was.

‘Well, the effects are certain though.’

Chelsea, who had been shuddering, said.

“Are you going to prepare breakfast? Then I’ll help.”

“No. We’ll just make do with breakfast today. I have something to do before that.”

“Something to do? What? Is it related to conquering the dungeon?”

“No, it’s personal business.”

“Personal…?”

“Yeah.”

Leo looked toward the city inside the fortress.

“I need to find my lifesaver.”

“Lifesaver?”

The place Leo headed to was the weapon crafting area attached next to the fortress’s residential district.

Dweno using a private workshop was a special case.

Most smiths produced weapons in communal areas.

Gardstron was the same.

Clang- Clang-

Whoosh- Whoosh-

Flare! Hiss-!

The sounds of hammers and bellows.

And the sounds of heating and cooling iron could be heard from all directions.

“You folks. This is a restricted area, isn’t it?”

Originally, outsiders couldn’t come to this place.

But this morning, he had received permission from Dweno to enter this place.

Leo showed the letter Dweno had written to the person in charge.

After reading it, the person in charge nodded and asked.

“What’s your business? Did you come to repair weapons?”

“Is there a dwarf named Dinette here?”

“Dinette?”

The dwarf woman who appeared to be in charge tilted her head.

“A smith who makes swords. I know he’s an intermediate smith.”

Dinette.

It was the name engraved along with the Isvaldi emblem at the end of the sword handle that Kail had used.

He had asked about him in his previous life, but even Dweno didn’t know.

‘There were many smiths in Isvaldi. If he was intermediate level, he could properly do his part… but unfortunately, he wasn’t high-ranking enough for me to remember.’

Isvaldi was one of the few fortresses that had resisted Erebos for a long time during the Age of Calamity.

As such, it boasted an enormous scale.

Even the population within this fortress alone was considerable.

As such, it was impossible for Dweno, who was also the supreme commander, to remember the names of intermediate smiths.

“Dinette… Dinette… Ah! That Dinette.”

The head of the weapon workshop nodded.

“Why is an outsider looking for Dinette?”

“He’s my benefactor.”

“What?”

“I’ve saved my life countless times thanks to the weapons that craftsman made. I want to express my gratitude.”

“Huh… I never thought the day would come when someone who used Isvaldi’s weapons would come to express their gratitude…”

“I was too late though.”

From their perspective, it might be different, but in actual history, this was a thank you after 5,000 years.

When Leo smiled bitterly, the person in charge smiled bitterly as well.

“If Dinette had heard this, he would have been truly delighted. He would have said it was the greatest honor as a smith.”

“If he had heard?”

“He died. Right before being transported here.”

“…”

At those words, Leo closed his eyes and Chelsea drew in a breath.

“The tomb is in Isvaldi, but there are gravestones honoring those who died. If you wish, I’ll guide you there.”

“Please do.”

***

The place they were guided to had gravestones lined up in rows.

Whether this was to become a new cemetery, several new gravestones created after crossing over to the present world could be seen.

Leo stood before a gravestone.

Searching for names carved on the gravestone, Leo was able to find the name Dinette.

A craftsman whose face he didn’t even know.

Dinette too would never have dreamed of knowing about the user of the weapon he made until the moment he died.

The surviving Hero had simply picked up Dinette’s weapon by chance on the battlefield.

Dinette had simply made weapons as a Smith.

But…

“Thanks to you, I saved my life countless times.”

The fact that Leo owed his life to him countless times remained unchanged.

“Thanks to that, I was able to save the world.”

Even in a world of despair, the weapon of one Smith who never stopped making weapons while hoping this world would be saved became the cornerstone of saving the world.

“Thank you. For saving my life.”

Though it could never reach him.

After conveying the words that had to be said, Leo turned around.

***

Whoooosh-

Black flames soared up inside the furnace.

Swoosh-

Gias lifted up a massive hammer.

Before him was an anvil reminiscent of a mountain of iron.

On that anvil lay another Gias.

Thud-

Gias, gripping the hammer with both hands, smiled.

“Everything is according to God’s will.”

With an eerie smile, the massive hammer was swung down.

Crack-! Crack!

The arm of the Gias lying on the anvil was brutally crushed.

The pain of having his body crushed while still alive.

“Keuheuheuheuheu! Kahahahahaha!”

The Gias whose body was crushed burst into mad laughter.

Through Gias’s bloodshot eyes, he could see the black flames engulfing him.

“Everything is according to God’s will!”

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