"An artist? Hahahaha. This is probably the worst class so far"
"I can understand that the others have appeared, but why do we need an artist?"
The nobles mocked Wendy as they had the rest of the 'low class' people.
Although the rest of us were used to it Wendy hadn't reacted yet, it was like she couldn't believe what was happening.
It was only when the guards closed in on her that she finally reacted.
"WHAT!! THIS IS NOT POSSIBLE!!!"
Wendy's shriek echoed through the room causing the guards to stop and the voices of the nobles to disappear.
Wendy did not notice this and addressed the pontiff:
"Again"
"Sorry?"
“It is obvious that that ball of yours is not working properly. I want to repeat the ceremony” Wendy said to the astonishment of those present.
Zack can understand why the guards stopped approaching the Pontiff and Wendy, they were just too shocked.
This is the throne room of a king of a kingdom, although the nobles seem to act freely none of them have moved since we entered. Obviously one of the rules in the castle must be not to move from the assigned site.
In ancient times, if a lack of protocol was committed in front of the king, it was enough to be executed. This is possibly the first time the guards have witnessed someone yelling at the most influential and powerful people they have ever met.
It was only after saying these words that the nobles reacted.
"Insolent!!!"
"How dare you speak like that before the king"
“Tsk, as expected from a commoner”
Minister Osla, who had just come to his senses, came forward:
“Guards! Get this individual out of here!!!”
“Yes sir!”
The guards who had been frozen resumed their march and grabbed Wendy.
"What are you doing? Let go!!!"
Contrary to Wendy's complaints, her guards grabbed one of each of her arms and dragged her towards the door through where the tier 1 classes exited.
“W-Wait! Tatsu! Help me Tatsu! TATSUUUUUUUU!!”
As the knights dragged Wendy away, Tatsu looked away without saying anything, no one knew what he was thinking.
Wendy's screams grew higher and higher and echoed through the room.
"How dare you do this to me?!!!! Tatsu, are you really thinking of ignoring me? Wait for me I haven't said my last word yet!! Do you hear me?!!! Do you hear me!!!!!!!!!!"
Once the door closed all sound disappeared.
A person's voice suddenly echoed through the room drawing everyone's eyes to him.
The pontiff looked up at the heroes and with a calm look asked them with a smile:
"Who is the next one?"
For a moment no one moved.
However, the ceremony must continue and his companions went up to the pontiff's side to learn about his classes.
As there were even fewer and fewer people left, it was inevitable that more companions of the hero would appear. Although nobody knows if that is good or bad.
“Ohhhh!”
"The companions of the hero have appeared"
“There is hope in the kingdom”
Status
Name:
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Sasamiya Lorelei
Race:
Human
Age:
18
Class:
Saint Level 1
Skills:
Universal Traduction
Status
Name:
Sasamiya Seto
Race:
Human
Age:
18
Class:
Sage Level 1
Skills:
Universal Traduction
As Zack watched the nobles, he began to wonder who would have the hero class.
The twins had been selected as the hero's companions, Zack is starting to see a pattern here.
The attributes that a hero must have are bravery, strength, courage, and kindness. A person with a pure heart who does not back down in the face of adversity!
However, this is not a children's story, and based on what we have seen so far the person most likely to be a hero is…
While Zack was immersed again in the thoughts of him and the others who were deciding who would be the next among the students, footsteps were heard from the crowd, a young man with glasses came out at a steady pace, approaching the crystal ball.
"I'll go, there's no point in waiting any longer"
Yamato, the star student of the class and president of the student council, approached the Pontiff and placed his hand on the sphere.
And just as Zack suspected, the person who was the hero is...
Status
Name:
Hitotsuyi Yamato
Race:
Human
Age:
18
Class:
Hero Level 1
Skills:
Swordsmanship Level 4
Martial Arts Level 2
Etiquette level 3
Universal Traduction
… the least qualified for the position.
"Ohhh"
"Amazing"
“He is the hero”
“We have summoned a hero”
The throne room seemed to be in celebration with the appearance of the hero yet none of his companions seemed to share that feeling, even his friends seemed to be jealous of him.
While the nobles commented on the appearance of the hero, Zack began to have a headache. If someone asked him who in the world he would like to be the hero Zack would answer everyone except Yamato.
Yamato's education is not a problem, on the contrary, his family saw to it that he received a traditional Japanese education, being good at both the arts and sciences, even practicing martial arts; the problem is that anyone who knows the Yamato family understands that they are anything but heroic.
Anyone who has heard the rumors of his familiy, will stay away from him. In addition, some of its members involved in politics have had the occasional scandal and important accusations.
Of course, none have been arrested, however, the rumors continue, but Zack, as a classmate who has been with him for three years, knows Yamato's personality and some of the things he has done within the school walls, perhaps those accusations are real.
Seeing that the hero had appeared, the Pontiff's eyes lit up and his smile became even more friendly.
“Congratulations boy”
The Pontiff tried to say something else but the Prime Minister appeared next to him unexpectedly and said:
"Please, hero, come with me to observe the rest of the ceremony with us"
Osla practically dragged Yamato toward the other high-ranking figures before the Pontiff's gaze. If he was upset he didn't show it, but his eyes didn't leave the hero's back.
Then something happened that had not happened before, the king got up from his chair and approached Yamato. Seeing the king get up, the nobles fell silent and the King's footsteps could be heard in the room.
The king was not as Zack imagined he would be, contrary to the stereotype of a fat medieval king with beautiful women around him, the figure of the king was more like that of a general who had participated in a thousand battles. He had an imposing aura that put pressure on the people around him.
When the king found himself in front of Yamato, he looked into his eyes and said in a powerful voice:
"Young hero, will you lend us your support to save this world?"
There was no big speech, no pleas highlighting the importance of the hero's support, however, this simple question only made the atmosphere enveloping the room more serious as if this was the beginning of one of those stories that would pass from generation to generation. The start of something important.
Despite everything Yamato did not seem to feel any coercion, as if the person in front of him was just another person and not the king of a kingdom.
Yamato looked at the king in his bluish eyes and replied with a firm voice:
“It will be a pleasure, your majesty”
For the first time since they arrived here, the king smiled, put his arm around Yamato's shoulder, turned, and shouted to the nobles:
“Rejoice because the hero who will bring us prosperity has arrived”
"Long live the kingdom"
"Long live the king"
"Death to demons and their allies"
At the king's words, the nobles began to clap and cheer.
"Let's hold a banquet for our hero!!!" said the king, which was reciprocated with more support from the public present.
Zack's eyes widened for a moment as he heard the king speak.
(He won't dare, right?) Zack thought, hoping that what he had predicted wasn't true.
The prime minister approached his majesty and said:
"The dining room is ready to receive the hero and his companions and the food is already prepared"
"Excellent! Hero Yamato come with me, today you will sit next to me at the banquet“
"Thank you for the honor his majesty”
Yamato replied as he followed the king out of the throne room.
"Please, heroes, accompany his majesty to eat, I'm sure you are hungry" said the prime minister as he prepared to go to that supposed banquet.
Following the king were the Pontiff and the nobles who gradually emptied the room.
In a minute, only the prime minister, those who had not had their ceremony, and some soldiers in charge of making sure that no one entered here were left in the throne room.
"One moment!!"