“Actually, I… I’ve been reading a book called [Hero Dan’s Perfect Swordsmanship Course] and have been polishing my swordsmanship for about seven years.”
“…And have you achieved any results from that?”
“No, I still can’t even beat slimes.”
Of course not. Because I don’t know any book called [Hero Dan’s Perfect Swordsmanship Course].
“That’s a fake. I have no experience teaching swordsmanship to anyone.”
“…Eh? Ehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!? F-fake!? This book!? It cost fifty thousand gold, I begged my parents on my knees to buy it from an antiques shop… eh, so I’ve wasted seven years on a fake book…?”
Way too much of a screw-up…
“B-but now I can learn swordsmanship from the real Hero-sama…”
…Wait a minute. I was kind of expecting a misfit who has an incredible soul inside? A misfit with talent that just hasn’t been recognized or evaluated by the world yet.
Isn’t this guy less of a misfit and more just… a complete screw-up…?
Training with a fake book for seven years without noticing… he’s kind of… well, stupid… Can’t use magic, weak personality… yeah, he might not have heroic talent!
I should stop wasting precious time training this kid… Yeah, I’ll have him step down as a disciple. Even I, called a legendary hero, can’t save this one.
“Hey, about being my disciple──”
“──That’s right! Now I can learn swordsmanship from the real Hero-sama!! This is where I start! After all, the real Hero-sama said I have talent as a successor… uuu, to approach a misfit like me…”
When he’s crying with joy like this, it’s hard to say “actually, forget about being my disciple”…
──Well, he genuinely has no talent, but maybe I’ll look after him just a little…?
Even in horse racing, sometimes you bet on a long shot that’s not that great and it pays off…
“Hero-sama! Please take care of me from now on!”
“…Mm.”
“Yes! Oh, that’s right! Actually, about the novel you published before, [My Hero Party’s Story], there’s something I was curious about! I have a question──”
──That book’s also fake.
Current disciple candidate: Will. A black-haired, black-eyed boy. His black hair and eyes are the same as mine, but what’s different is his facial deviation value. He’s quite the handsome guy. About 165 cm tall. He’s the type of handsome guy I absolutely can’t stand, but since I can feel his admiration and respect for me, he’s a barely tolerable handsome guy.
A barely tolerable handsome guy. I basically hate handsome guys. But I’ll forgive him since he’s my fan… Setting that aside, honestly, I can’t say much about his evaluation as a disciple and successor.
Talent aside, his swordsmanship has become really messed up because he learned from a fake book. He can’t fight like this, and honestly, I can understand why people around him call him a misfit.
But his willingness to work hard is genuine. You can tell by looking. The blood blisters formed from doing those sword practice swings.
They had hardened and the skin on his hands had thickened. The fact that he’s been swinging his sword and putting in effort is true, and I could sense his motivation.
Let’s put Will on hold for now.
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I want my next disciple to genuinely have talent. So next, I set my sights on the children of the king of the country I live in.
Why did I target the king’s children? Because they’re descendants of past heroes. I am the current hero, but most of the heroes throughout history have been produced by this Trelvarner Kingdom.
The first hero married a princess of Trelvarner Kingdom and had children. The second and third heroes also married princesses of this country, making the hero bloodline very concentrated.
The fourth hero was a prince of Trelvarner Kingdom who became a hero, and from there they had excellent martial artists marry in to further strengthen the genetics.
It could be called the country of heroes. I’m a bit of an exception though. While I’m a hero from this country, I was born with no connection to the royal family. So apparently the king wasn’t pleased.
I’ve been told all sorts of nasty things and hate him quite a bit, but I only hate the king. I don’t hate the innocent children.
Three princes and one princess. I’m considering one of them as a disciple. Since they have the blood of past heroes, they probably have talent, and they’d have perfect credentials as successors to push onto people.
So I came to the royal capital! This royal capital, which I often visit to give speeches, has a large castle.
The great royal castle where the King of Trelvarner Kingdom and the royal family live.
The castle town is also vast, with lots of people. I want to look for the princes and princess, but what should I do? I can’t just enter the castle without permission. But if I search through this vast castle town, it’ll take forever. Plus I don’t even know their faces.
As I was wandering around looking for blood relatives of past heroes, I heard voices from an alley.
“Hey hey, the First Princess is in a place like this?”
“Sorry, Princess, but we’re gonna have to capture you?”
I heard the voices of two rough-sounding men. Curious, I looked into the alley and, as expected, two guys with messy hair, sharp eyes, and a delinquent atmosphere were harassing a girl.
“You guys picked a fight with me. I’m gonna beat you up.”
Oh? Not bad. To be able to say that so boldly in a one-against-two situation is genuinely impressive. Does she have that much confidence in her abilities despite the unfavorable situation?
If she can be that defiant, maybe I don’t need to step in and stop this.
The girl being harassed had a composed expression. She looks about fifteen, the same age as Will. Her hair is an unusual magenta color, cut short to about shoulder length. Her eyes are bright red, gentle-looking but with a hint of fighting spirit.
There’s black cloth wrapped around her left eye. She has a sword-shaped earring in one ear.
Quite a distinctive appearance. Not that I can say anything, wearing an iron mask myself… And that confident attitude suggests she might be quite strong.
“Don’t say that. We got a request to capture you, the First Princess.”
“Capture me? Who’s saying such things?”
“Dunno. We just got a lot of money upfront, so we don’t know. But if we capture you, they’ll give us double the advance!!”
“So that’s why you called me to this place. With this fake love letter with false information.”
Apparently the girl was lured here by a love letter. Wait? Did those rough-looking guys say First Princess?
“Well, there was a chance it was a lie. But if it was true, I thought it’d be rude not to at least give a proper refusal. And then I find trash like you guys. Knowing that I’m the First Princess, Tamika-Trelvarner, you still did this. I’m definitely gonna beat you up.”
Tamika-Trelvarner!? That’s her!? Hmm? I can certainly sense an aura about her. She’s undeniably what you’d call a beautiful girl.
That confident expression. That bold attitude. There’s something she shares with me, the current hero.
Alright, I’ll make her my disciple. She’s exactly the disciple I was looking for. After all, a hero’s disciple should be a hero’s descendant, right?
I’ll dramatically defeat those delinquents when I suddenly appear. Impressed by my display, I’ll propose she become my disciple. Perfect.
I put on the iron mask that hides my average face and suddenly dropped down from above.
“W-who the hell are you!?”
“Hey, wait, could that iron mask be…”
“…Do you know who I am?”
I spoke to the two in my ore-sama character tone. The disciple candidate Tamika behind them also had her eyes wide.
“You’re… could it be…”
They’re surprised by my cool entrance. I am a hero, after all, so it’s natural.
“I have some business with this girl. You two, back off.”
“H-hey, maybe we should retreat──”
“Idiot! There’s no guarantee he’s the real deal. No proof that this guy is Hero Dan, [the strongest hero in history]! He could be a fake pretending to be the real thing!!”
“Right. It’s possible. Let’s do this!!”
The two came at me together, so I lightly knocked them unconscious.
“…Are you really Hero Dan?”
“Yeah.”
“I see. My name is Tamika-Trelvarner. I’m the First Princess of this country.”
“I know.”
“Of course. A man of your caliber would naturally know. They say you have the Mind’s Eye that sees through everything.”
I have no idea about any Mind’s Eye. I just happened to overhear earlier, but I’ll keep quiet about that.
Random rumors about me aren’t anything new.
“I wanted to meet you.”
“Is that so?”
“I have one request. Please listen.”
“What is it?”
“Please make me, Tamika-Trelvarner, your disciple.”
Ehhhh!? My disciple!? The timing is perfect! A bit too perfect, but I am a hero, so I guess I’m just naturally lucky!
“Mm, I was thinking of doing that anyway.”
“R-really! You’ll take me as your disciple!”
“Yeah.”
She seems quite happy. Is she more emotional than I thought?
“Me, as your disciple… heh, I really am loved by fate. I’ve always been told I have no talent despite being of heroic bloodline.”
“Hm?”
“Swords, magic—I’m completely inferior to my three brothers. As you probably know, in this country we’ve incorporated not just past heroes but all sorts of martially gifted people into the royal bloodline. Among them, I was so weak that people said I might disgrace that lineage.”
“Hm?”
“I usually act tough, but I really had an inferiority complex. I’m a disgrace to past heroes, a failure who could never be like my brothers. That damn old man wanted to produce a hero from this country, from the royal bloodline. And I was…”
Eh? This is turning into a really dark story. And she has no talent? I thought she did when I approached her.
If she doesn’t, maybe I should cancel this disciple invitation.
“This story is famous, so a man like you should know it as a matter of course. Yet you still want to make me your disciple, which honestly makes me happy… ah, I still have a reason not to give up… I absolutely will…”
Eeh… she’s getting really emotional about this. This,
[I didn’t know you had no talent. I’ll stop making you my disciple. Sorry about that. Well, that’s how it is.]
I can’t just say that and leave. Seriously? Did I end up with another weird disciple?
“Um, about the disciple thing, maybe we should forget──”
“I absolutely will…”
Ah, I can’t say it. She seems to have some deep-seated feelings about this, and she’s looking up at the blue sky with deep emotion. A princess who disgraces the heroic bloodline… w-well, in manga I read in my previous life, there were developments where characters awakened from situations like this.
M-maybe there’s still a chance she has talent? Yeah, I’ll keep about 20% hope… This time for sure, I’ll find a proper disciple!!
My current disciples:
Black-haired handsome guy, but timid, who trained for seven years with a fake book about me and developed all sorts of bad habits—commoner Will.
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