CH 62
Ex-Hero, Now Freeloader
62 â Before the Nice Hot Spring
It was a world of white.. As far as I could see, the ground was covered in snow. The skies were clear, but the temperature was low. Other than the people that Eleanor teleported here, there was no person in sight. She took a look around and then said,ãBeautiful, isnât it?ã
The long silver-haired, blue-eyed Eleanor looked a little uneasy â as if worried that this scenery before us would all melt away the moment you took your eyes off of it. But her worries were unfounded. Even if all the sparkles of this snowfield were put together, it would be no match to the beauty of the way the sunlight shines off of her brilliant silver hair.
I nodded. ãYeah, it sure is.ã
After a little while, I tilted my head. ãBy the way, whereâs the hot spring?ã Weâre supposed to be going on a hot springs trip today.
ãThere is an establishment that Florence built, but it is slightly further from here.ã
Thatâs right, the businesswoman Florence, who brought all the royal capitalâs gambling dens under her control, owns land outside of the royal capital. One such land is a hot spring holiday home.
It seems Florence originally wanted just the two of us to come here, but that plan was immediately leaked to everyone; one thing led to another, now a whole bunch of other people came along too.
Florence looked happy despite the frustration that was written on her face. I wonder if The Seven actually somehow get along?
ãAre we going there on foot? Iâm fine, but wonât it be tough for the little ones?ãI asked.
Right now, itâs just me and Eleanor. I can use Teleportation too, but I need to know where Iâm going before I can do it. Thatâs why I asked Eleanor to bring me here. From here on, weâll teleport back and then teleport everyone else to the holiday home, butâ¦
ãNo, this isâ¦a playground of sorts.ã
ãPlaygroundâ¦ã
ãI shall tell you the details later⦠Please rest assured that this land also belongs to Florence, so there is no need to worry about disturbing anyone around us.ã
What an odd rich person you are, Florenceâ¦
We returned to the capital for a moment, geared the kids up in cold resistant clothes and were ready to go. I wore a large coat over my Hero equipment. Mika was on my hip. On my neck was the miniaturized white fox, curled around it.
The people coming with us areâ¦
The magic swordswoman of the Demon King Armyâs Big Four, Eleanor the Silver Teleporter.
Teacher from the Magic Academy, Louto of the Holy Barrier.
Demon King Army royal escort cum exclusive maid, the Weapon of Annihilation Lejie.
The Demon King Armyâs Chief intelligence officer, Vivi of the Heavenly Network.
The Demon King Armyâs sole Magic Tool engineer, Monana the Peerless Magic Tool Engineer.
Yup, all seven of The Seven are participating.
There are also altogether six children with us, including the bunny-eared Carro, and the fox-eared Ur; and there was also Ferris, my personal maid and Lejieâs older sister, and Florenceâs faithful servant, Celine the sheep Demi-human stewardess. It had become quite the crowd, but Iâm sure we can manage.
With our magic, Eleanor and I teleport everyone to the snowy fields. The kids couldnât hide their amazement, and the women marveled at the snowy scenery.
ãWeâre at the playground, but what do we do, I wonder.ãI thought out loud.
ãIf this was a Saviorâs mission, all this snowâd be a hindrance.ãresponded Mika.
I gave a slight nod to Mikaâs remark. Unlike my time with the Saviors, I have the leeway to enjoy the beautiful scenery. Still, I canât imagine playing in the snow. Your speed is decreased, your temperature is sapped away, and if there was a snowstorm, your visibility would worsen.
ãMister He~ro!ã
Hopping around on the snow, Carro called out to me. As I turned to look at her, I saw her throwing something. It looked like aâ¦ball of snow.
It was hurled clumsily towards me. I could easily defend against it or dodge it, but maybe this is a kind of game? Iâll just let it hit me and see what happensâ¦but it didnât reach me. Thatâs because a black shadow zipped beside me and dealt with the ball of snow.
It was a small-figured Majin girl with jet-black hair. She looks close to my age or older, dressed in a tight-fitting costume and a knife in hand. It was the last of The Seven, Madge. With a flash of her blade, she sliced Carroâs snowball in two. ãAre you alright, Sir Rain?ã
ãHuh? O-oh, yeah. Iâm fine.ã
She saidãIs that so?ãin response and nodded. Apparently, she was protecting me.
ãWhoaaa!ã In contrast to my bewilderment, the kids were in high spirits. Excluding Carro, the kids started hurling small snowballs at me, or rather, Madge.
ãâ¦Futile.ã Madge cuts them all to pieces with her quick knife work.
ãIs this how the game is played?ãI ask.
ãA game involving knives would be way too scary.ãsaid Mika.
At that moment, the black-haired maid Ferris put her lips to my ear to explain it to me. Her warm breath felt ticklish on my ear. ãWhile one does not use a knife like Lady Madge, a game where one throws snowballs at one another does exist. I believe it is called a snowball fight.ã
ãHuhâ¦ã
I bent down to touch the snow. Itâs very soft. I scooped some up, packed it into a spherical shape, turned to Carro, adjusted my strength, and threw it. Bullseye. The ball scatters into snow as it hits Carro right in the shoulder. Carro laughed with joy and started making snowballs to hit me back. Of course, the childrenâs snowballs were all split in two by Madge.
ãA-ahem. On this day, upon this land that I possess⦠Will you listen to me?!ãFlorenceâs cry rang out. No one was listening to her, the landowner, greeting us.
ãHm?ã
I sensed mana, but I didnât sense evil intent. A soft snowball fell from above onto my head. There was hardly any impact, but the sense of coldness made me shiver for a moment. I wiped away the snow falling down my face, and I could see a shocked-looking Madge looking back at me.
ãIâm sorryâ¦Sir Rain. I let my guard down.ã
ãDonât worry about it. It couldnât be helped.ãI replied.
That snowball was teleported above my head, after all. Eleanor had a rare playful smile on her face. ãYou were wide open, Sir Rain.ã
ãThis is just a gameâ¦but if it was a match, I wouldnât lose.ã I grin and start making a snowball to fight back.
ãâ¦M-my perfect hot spring ployâ¦ã
ãSomething like that failed the moment it was exposed to the others, my lady.ã
I can hear Florence and Celine doing their master-servant back and forthâ¦