After choosing to leave, they regretted it.

"Then...what about Aize?"

"Um?"

"He was so badly injured. If... uh, if he really died outside, it wouldn't sound good if it got out."

In order not to irritate her, Heidi carefully organized her words.

"No matter what happened, we should bring him back first. We fought together after all. We can talk after he's healed."

Boom!!!

The table in the tent was shaking dully, and Leah's face suddenly became so grim that even the monsters would be scared.

"Bring it back!? Are you kidding me?! You're neglecting your duties and shirking your responsibilities. How can you be a hero?!"

"Can……"

"I gave him so many chances, and what happened? A simple operation turned out like this. I was being very polite by telling him to get out instead of sending him back to the Holy City to be excommunicated and then tried!"

Tell him to get lost? If Heidi hadn't known the whole story, she would have almost believed it.

Maybe he thinks it gives him face by saying this.

Heidi twitched the corner of her mouth in disdain.

"Then...what if he wants to come back on his own?"

"Come back by yourself?"

Leia pondered for a moment and gave an unpleasant sneer.

"If he can kneel down and admit his mistakes and mend his ways, it's not impossible."

"...Understood. I'm off then."

Heidi, who had been suffocating to the point of collapse, didn't want to waste any more time. She turned around and walked out of the tent. After walking a distance to ensure that no one could hear or see her, she hugged her head and wailed.

"This idiot, ahh ...

"What the hell is this, kneeling down and admitting your mistakes? Even if you're stupid, there's a limit!!!"

I thought that Leah's usual behavior was to PUA Aize, but it turns out that it's not PUA at all but she is really stupid!!!

How can I be a good hero if I am with insects like this?

Or just run away with Aize - of course that's impossible, after all, it will affect his right to inherit the throne.

Heidi took the letter out of her pocket and looked at the exquisite envelope with disgust.

You don't have to think about it to know that there is nothing good in it. If it is really delivered to those lords, it will definitely have the opposite effect.

Thinking of this, Heidi, full of resentment, tore it into pieces without hesitation and threw it into the dark night sky like some hazardous waste.

Going to negotiate with the nobles? Not possible.

Even if we ignore the difficulty of the negotiations, it would be a great shame and humiliation for her, a princess, to grovel and beg the border nobles.

So what to do?

Of course, the solution was to bring Azer back and let him argue with the nobles. He was used to doing this kind of thing anyway.

"One week... I have to bring him back within a week... Oh, it took me so much trouble..."

But if you think about it carefully, it's not all bad news. At least Leia hasn't reported this to the Holy City yet.

Aize's ability is obvious to all, and everyone knows it except the idiot Leah.

If the news of leaving the team really gets to other brave teams, they will rush in like hungry mad dogs to poach him, and the problem will become even more complicated.

Especially the guy from the Silver Star Team, who was flirting with Aize all day long, and his improper thoughts were written all over his face.

so far so good.

"Huh—let's go."

Fatigue and body aches made Heidi even more depressed. Reluctantly, she returned to the stable and headed towards Tafia who had just returned.

At the same time, in the tent, Leah was still staring at the map on the table, thinking about the conversation just now.

She was in a good mood, but when Heidi mentioned Aize, her anger flared up again.

Why does he talk back to himself?

Who protected him and allowed this loser to be a hero for so long?

Give him face.

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. Suddenly, an idea struck Leah.

"Wait, isn't this a good opportunity?"

A hero left the team, and their own combat power declined. Wouldn't this be a good excuse to ask the church to send more people? Even if there are no heroes, wouldn't a few more elite knights be great?

While squeezing Aize's surplus value, you can also put pressure on him and force him to come back and admit his mistakes.

Killing two birds with one stone, isn't that wonderful?

"Aize, Aize, just wait and see. The consequences of betraying me and the goddess will be very serious~"

Having made up her mind, Leah sneered as she picked up a pen and paper and began writing a letter to the Holy City.

Chapter 20 Aristocratic Life

Aize opened his eyes and saw the gorgeous and unfamiliar bed curtains and ceiling in front of him.

My eyes are hazy and my brain is confused. After becoming a hero, many things have changed, but the only thing that has not changed is that I become confused when I go to sleep, like to stay in and am very irritable when I wake up.

It was even aggravated by the nervous tension caused by the high-intensity work.

"Uh……"

I tossed and turned on the soft bed, making some unclear sounds in my throat from time to time. After several minutes of meaningless and lazy time, my mind finally became clear.

This is one of the guest rooms in the mansion owned by Villian.

Theoretically, I am currently in a state of being "raised".

To raise, to put it bluntly, means to support someone.

Aize had some objections to this word, but he didn't want to miss the opportunity to test Violet's background, so he just went along with it for now and see what else she wanted to do.

It is definitely not about finding a place to eat, drink or stay.

After stretching deeply, he sat up from the bed, tidied his messy hair, yawned again, and sighed with emotion.

When was the last time you slept until you woke up naturally?

Can't remember clearly.

In the team, there is always work to be done, and you have to set a timer for sleep. Most of the time, you can't sleep for more than two hours, otherwise Leah will pull you out of bed without mercy.

"...Wake up."

Aize shook his head and decided not to think about it any further. Just as he was about to get out of bed and put on his clothes, he heard a soft knock on the door.

"Please come in."

The wooden door of the bedroom slowly opened, and a pretty blonde woman in a maid outfit walked in, holding up the corner of her clothes and bowing gently.

"Good morning, Master Aize."

"Good morning."

As Aize responded, he looked at the other person strangely.

Although I went to bed early yesterday, I still took a quick walk around the house and didn't see any servants.

The doubt did not last long, and Aize soon got the answer.

"You're not human...you're a puppet?"

As the most commonly used creation of witches, the golem usually takes the form of a huge stone man. It is powerful, tough, and serves as a simple meat shield.

However, some witches with superb skills can also create some more "refined" individuals that are even indistinguishable from humans and have a certain degree of self-awareness.

The maid in front of me, who doesn't have any breath of life, probably belongs to this category.

"Yes."

Following the preset procedure, the maid responded in a polite but somewhat calm tone.

"My master ordered me to wait here and help Master Aize wash and change clothes."

"That's really thoughtful."

Putting aside the convenience of life, after all, we are pretending to be human aristocrats, so it is necessary to have some things to decorate the facade.

"besides--"

"Um?"

"This body has been specially designed, with all parts perfectly restored. The master has instructed that if Master Aize has any special needs, it can be used at will."

"……ha?"

"If you're not satisfied with the appearance, you can customize it to a certain extent, and you can also do simple role-playing. More complex settings require the owner to do it personally..."

"Who wants her to worry about such nonsense?!"

"The owner believes that men may have related needs when they first wake up in the morning, so..."

"Fuck it, what's so strange about this? Is this a misunderstanding!?"

The technology is indeed impressive, but to be so meticulous in such a strange place, does Villian have some side job besides the Thirteen Leaders?

In short, after all this trouble, Aize finally woke up completely.

With the help of the maid, she quickly finished washing and dressing, tidying her hair and face, and changed into an aristocratic dress embellished with gold thread.

"This is?"

"This is what the master ordered us to prepare. Master Aize's previous clothes have been washed."

"Hmm...where is Villian now?"

"The master is waiting for Master Aize in the living room. Would you like to have breakfast first and then go over?"

"No, take me there now."

I went to bed early yesterday because I was too tired, and I didn’t have time to say many things clearly.

The maid doll nodded obediently and walked out of the room with Aize.

The two-story mansion owned by Villian was relatively small compared to those of high-ranking nobles. It looked a bit old as it had not been used for many years. The wooden floor creaked with every step.

But it can still be seen that the interior decoration is quite exquisite. Time cannot conceal the former luxury of furniture and carpets, which is not commensurate with the scale of the mansion.

If Aize were to judge, it would look like the side house of a great noble.

The only mansion Villian remembers is this one. If I investigate the aristocratic circles of various countries in detail, I should be able to find some clues, right?

While he was thinking, Aize had been led down the stairs and came to the closed door of the living room. The maid walked forward and knocked on the door gently.

"Madam, the master is here."

"Let him in."

"……Um?"

Aize, who was still thinking about something, was brought back to reality by the sudden change of address. He looked down at his clothes in surprise, then at the door in front of him, and suddenly understood something.

"Wait for me--"

I wanted to stop her, but it was too late, the door had already been opened by the maid.

Besides Villian, there were other people present in the reception room.

The young man, who looked slightly younger than Aize, had handsome features, neatly and appropriately styled short golden hair, and wore a gorgeous top decorated with purple and white. One could tell at a glance that he was not from an ordinary family.

Sitting across from Villian, he first looked at Aize with a scrutinizing gaze the moment he saw him approach, then revealed a standard aristocratic etiquette fake smile:

"This is Miss Vivian's husband?"