"My name is Alfred, a nobody from the other world."

The moment he ended his sentence, a chain of explosions and smoke erupted far behind him, decapitating all his enemies, alongside the village.

The goblins, as well as the village blazed in flames, the goblins obviously burnt in flames.

Looking at the disaster that has been caused by him, he looked towards his palms, smokes still sizzling from his palm.

Did I cause this?

Feeling guilty, Alfred bowed, and expressed his condolences.

However an old man came forward and stopped him, saying that what’s done has been done. The village may be down, but the spirit of the villagers will not be destroyed.

“If it weren’t for you, we would die anyway.” The old man said with a grin, who is to be known later, as the Chief of the Village. The villagers around him supported his actions, cheered for him while lifting their arms, signaling their victories.

Alfred was shocked, however felt a slight sense of relief, as everyone became supportive of his actions.

“Well Sir Hero, won’t you stay the night?” The chief smirked suspiciously.

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"Yes of course!" Alfred had never felt so grateful, until-

"Hey Alfred, I need more them woods!"

"Alfred, can you pass the bricks over here?"

Today is the 2nd day since Alfred reincarnated to this world. Alfred, the savior of the Unnamed Village, is now running errands, aiding the reconstruction of the village, doing these hard labors that he had never done before in his previous world.

"Ha..Ha…" Squatting down amidst the ground while the hot sun was bathing down on him like fire, he was panting heavily until his voice started to crack.

"Co-coming…" He said as he carry the materials

towards them, as they continue to build the houses from the grounds.

"Why am I doing this… I'm supposed to be chilling in my room with the AC on, reading some manga on my phone. And I'm here, living everyone's isekai fantasies, doing hard labor here?"

He began questioning himself as he continued carrying the woods, until he stumbled across a figure in front of him.

“Alfred!” Milia, the one who summoned him, called out to him. “Are you okay?”

“Okay, I’m far from okay I’m-”

“Alfred! Where are the woods?!” A sound echoed from afar.

“Coming!” He said as he carried up the woods on his back and began heading towards the village, aiding the villagers.

“Tee hee.” She laughed, as she looked at the back of the hero that he summoned, obediently helping the villagers rebuilding their village.

“Looks like I summoned the right hero after all.”

The sun began to set slowly, as the villagers had almost finished with their work for the day, signifying the rest for our hardworking villagers, as well as our hero, Alfred.