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The Hero is Not Coming
The Hero is Not Coming - Chapter 123

The Hero is Not Coming - Chapter 123

All the soldiers fighting on the frontlines walked back to command in silence. The duo recorded everyone but didn’t ask any questions. He was there, and he knew why they were not talking. It looked like the soldiers were processing what had happened. Ariadne also felt this feeling coming from them, like a hard shell was hiding what was going on, but she didn’t say anything when they were in front of her; she only hoped she could help them heal.

They saw Eliza with her divine appearance, her white hair and fur enhancing her ethereal look. Those being treated there recovered without her help, thanks to the balls of light, but they still needed to calm their minds.

Even for those who came from the frontlines, the stress from the pain and near-death experiences was too much for some. As they reached the command building, they collapsed, not from exhaustion but from relief, and started to cry while others hugged one another. Their resilience was a testament to their strength.

Ethan sat on the ground and stared at the building. He didn’t even notice Asher waving his hand before his eyes. It occurred to him how many he saw dying or those who didn’t die but came back and died, the crazy randomness of it all.

‘Yeah, he is gone.’ Asher shrugged his shoulders.

‘Just stop, Asher.’ Samal squatted in front of Ethan.’ Hey, sir, are you alright?’He tapped his cheek with his hand.

‘How many times did you get patched up, Asher?’ Oran spoke.

‘Three times, absolute hell, what about you?’ Asher poked his nose.

‘Four times, but nothing major. Samal got eight times. That is crazy.’ Oran pointed at Samal.

‘I don’t know if that is good or bad.’ Asher scratched his head.

‘Is bad; he was always pushing on the front, like a maniac.’ Caleb steps closer to Oran.

‘Well, at least everyone on the team is alive, but Ethan is broken.’ Asher pointed at Ethan on the ground.

‘I think those that didn’t receive the healing from the saintess Eliza became like that.’ Caleb pointed at a couple of soldiers who were in the same state.

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‘Alright, everyone. Tomorrow, we will help recover our brothers' bodies and get Ethan inside so that the saintess can bless him and calm his heart.’ Egor walked next to Samal.

They all saluted Egor and nodded at him. Some helped Ethan get up and into the building, and others did the same with other soldiers in the same state. Egor took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and started to pray for Ariadne.

His mind became clearer as he remembered how one of the demons impaled Kurt when he tried to fix his radio in the middle of the battle. He became calmer, opened his eyes, and started looking for the others from his squad and platoon.

Everyone was affected by the balls of light; there was no exception, even those just recharging the batteries or driving the trucks. It was a real surprise for everyone. Finally, Ariadne and Edmund arrived at the command building.

Those who saw her kneel and salute her while praying noticed her new appearance. Her blueish-black hair and taller figure now made her seem more important. However, with a smile and gentle nod, that impression faded as she walked inside. Behind her, other soldiers followed, carrying Edmund on a stretcher.

Eliza saw Ariadne and was immediately surprised, mesmerized by her taller appearance. After she finished treating a soldier, she quickly ran and kneeled in front of her, holding a salute position. The soldiers who saw her did the same; their minds became utterly blank, and a sense of tranquility overwhelmed them.

‘Your Highness, now you look even more divine; it was truly a gift for those who survived the battle; we were made in your image.’ Eliza looked up, looking into Ariadne's eyes.

‘This is a gift for all of us, but let's not forget those who gave their lives for us to be here.’ She looked at a Shafran soldier lying on a bed.

He looked straight at the ceiling, only stopping to blink; his white fur was covered by blind dust. She kneeled next to him and looked at his face. When Ariadne entered his line of sight, he felt a rush of relief, and tears started to flow from his eyes.

‘I’m sorry, it was my fault; they are dead because of me.’ The soldier murmured, sobbing.

‘No, it was my fault; they are dead because of me. You and your brothers did the best you could.’ Ariadne spoke with a calm tone.

His eyes widened like a rush; he wanted to speak against what she had just said, but Ariadne’s finger stopped his lips from moving.

‘Let Eliza take care of you; this is not your burden; they are all right here.’ She smiled at him while pointing at her chest before getting up.

He stared at her and clenched his fists, but it let go after she got up, like a weight lifted from his chest; he didn’t understand what it was; his faith had become clear; you could even say stronger when her words echoed in his ears.

‘Continue your amazing work. I will leave the peasant here with you when you have time. Please take a look at his condition.’ She touched Eliza’s head and passed her, heading for the stairs.

Alya saw Ariadne going for the stairs and quickly ran towards her, stopping beside her, her breath taken. The moment she saw her up close, she chose to look down, pushing her right hand in the middle of her chest and saluting her.

‘Your Highness, you look majestic. A divine sight that took my breath away.’ Alya spoke while mumbling a little.

Ariane looked to the side, put her right hand on the maid’s shoulder, passed through her now white hair to her chin, and lifted so their eyes met.

‘Can you help me find better clothes, Alya?’ Ariadne's eyes fixed on Alya’s pupils.

‘Of course, I am here to serve.’ Alya smiled.

Ariadne turned around and continued walking, beginning to walk up the stairs, followed by Alya. The room was in complete silence while everything was happening. Everyone was looking at Ariadne, completely mesmerized by her. Of course, she didn’t become more beautiful. They noticed this, but their connection became tighter. Some couldn't breathe properly, as if they had forgotten how to breathe, which was an extraordinary experience.