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Chapter 61: Message from the Comedian Hero
"Why is there a sword here? And it's stuck in a stone?"

Iluvia walked to the piece of bluestone cut into a rectangle placed in front of the gate with some surprise.

Look carefully at the stone that looks like an inscription.

Soon, she found three lines of text that were still clearly engraved on the stone.

"I came here because of a promise, and I am here to witness the fulfillment of that oath."

"I will be here to witness the return of the Holy Sword."

"I will bear witness here... Hey, why are these words crossed out?"

Iluvia was reading the words on the stone tablet when she found that the last few words on the last line had been crossed out.

Fram figured things out by now and stepped forward to explain: "Since it's been crossed out, let's not delve into it."

"She must have her reasons for doing this."

"She?" Iluvia looked at Fram: "Who are you talking about?"

"Hero. You must have heard her story, right?"

A rare smile appeared on Fram's lips, a smile of pride.

"Brave man?! Could this sword be..."

"Yes, it's Himmel's sword. I gave it to her."

"The hero is a girl?!"

Fram also complained after hearing this: "Tsk, it's because of your idea that this guy disguised himself as a man."

"But this guy's approach is quite successful."

"Because everyone thought the hero was a man, she lived the rest of her life in peace."

"I only went to her funeral fifty years ago."

Iluvia was a little surprised: "Did that person actually live that long?"

Normally, even a strong human being at the ninth-level legendary level can only live to about 150 years old if he does not take any measures to prolong his life.

Magicians have longer lifespans because they don't over-exploit the small source of magic in their bodies that symbolizes the source of life.

The lifespan of warrior-type warriors is much shorter, but it is basically fixed at around a hundred years.

This is also a human characteristic.

They have a short lifespan, but possess a higher affinity for magic than elves.

Although his body is naturally weak, after training he is able to rival the naturally strong demons.

And they are very fertile.

In exchange for this, the balance the world gives is life span.

It is not an exaggeration to say that a ninth-rank expert could move mountains and fill the sea during his lifetime. Some of them could even stir up the never-ending magic storm on the Storm Ocean.

But in the face of death, they only live a few years longer than ordinary mortals.

And this legendary hero who defeated the Demon King was not buried until fifty years ago?

Doesn't that mean he lived for nearly three hundred years? !
That’s almost twice the lifespan of a normal ninth-level warrior!
"She is at least a powerful being capable of facing the Demon King head-on. Her strength has long surpassed the limits of being human."

Fram said with some emotion: "What a pity! If she hadn't chosen to give up on crossing that threshold, perhaps there would be one more righteous god worshipped by the Holy See now."

"That's such a pity." Iluvia sincerely felt sorry for this brave man whom she had only heard of in legends.

Fram walked forward and looked at the sword left by the brave man, then put her hand on the hilt.

Soon, a somewhat excited female voice came out.

[Whoever pulls out this sword will be the king of all Hester! ]

[Ahem, although I really want to say this, this sword is actually just a decoration.]

[This sword isn't worth much, so I'll just leave it here as a souvenir.]

[After all, it's the sword left behind by the hero who killed the Demon King. It can be considered the sword of the hero, right?]

[I think I've done Fram justice. Her gift has become the Brave Sword, which is a pretty good return gift.]

[Oh, by the way, if you're a member of the royal family inheriting the throne, just ignore what I'm saying and this sword.] [This is just to liven things up.]

Don't worry too much about the words on the stone. They were carved by the Iron Duke. They have nothing to do with me. Anyone who knows me knows that I'm illiterate and can't read.

"I was dragged here by the new Majesty to be a witness. To put it bluntly, I'm just a spectator. I don't understand the train of thought of these nobles. Do they have to attach so much importance to the sense of ceremony?"

[It's fine if you value the sense of ritual, but if you don't let me see what's inside, then what do you want me to do?]

The complaints and grumblings go on and on, as if they will never end.

Fram silently disconnected the magic link.

It’s true that the voice of an old friend is very nostalgic.

But this familiar noise still made her a little unbearable.

It's just as unbearable as it was three hundred years ago.

Sure enough, no matter how much time has passed, this guy is still just as annoying.

Iluvia: “…”

Iluvia felt that the filter she had for the hero was about to break.

After taking a few deep breaths, Fram silently clenched his fists, then jumped onto the stone and pulled out the sword.

When I have time, I will throw this broken sword on your grave!

I thought it was a clue!

I was so overthinking that I thought you had some special purpose for being here!
I actually thought there was something really extraordinary in this secret room!

Fram put away the sword and moved the stone into his storage items, then took out the key to open the secret room of inheritance.

The key, which looked no different from an ordinary door key, began to change dramatically before and after Fram took it to the door.

A soft blue light enveloped Fram's palm holding the key. Soon, the key, which was only a finger wide, began to decompose into blue threads all over the sky, flying in the dim underground space.

The bonfire used for lighting was also entangled and blown by the flying silk threads, swaying and emitting a little light.

The next moment, these silk threads flew into the gate in front of them, one by one, embedding themselves into the almost invisible tiny lines on the gate.

As the silk threads returned to their positions one by one, the gate began to flash with the same faint blue light, followed by the harsh sound of the stones in the array rubbing against the ground.

"Crickets"

The door opens.

But what was on the other side of the door surprised both Fram and Iluvia.

Fram tilted her head and muttered subconsciously, "Avalon?"

Iluvia's eyes widened: "Is this the scenery underground?"

What came into view for the two of them was a sunny and green lakeside.

The lake is calm and the sunlight is soft.

Flowers, birds, fish and insects created a melody, and the breeze brought moisture, making this underground secret room seem a lot sunnier.

"A secret place?" The knowledgeable Fram quickly recognized the scenery in front of her.

Although it seems to be behind the door, this secret place actually does not exist in this space.

It works on the same principle as the secret library of the mainland's Society of Reliable History.

Entry is only possible through designated entrances and in specific ways.

"That sword is... Durandal?"

"No, the color is different."

Fram's eyes quickly noticed the huge sword, which was as tall as a person and was slanted at the edge of the lake.

It was very similar to the holy sword Durandal held by the Knight King in her memory.

However, compared to the silver-white holy sword, the sword in front of him was silver-gray and covered with spells. It was definitely not the holy sword in the hands of the Knight King in the past.

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