An Old Man Was Kicked Out of the Hero’s Party, Had His Woman Stolen From Him, and Suffered a Terrible Experience, but He Becomes the Strongest After Being Given the Ability to Use Necromancy by the Former Demon King. - Episode 11
After traveling east for a few days, we finally arrived at the adventurer’s city of Arcamidia. The city was thriving, and the streets were filled with the energy of people passing by.
“I can’t believe there are so many people here. I feel like I’m going to get drunk in this crowd.”
“There’s a tournament to decide the strongest adventurer. It’s no wonder there are so many people here.”
“When is it being held?”
“Tomorrow. They’re accepting entries until today.”
“Hmm.”
Well, that doesn’t concern me.
I’ll take my time watching the tournament.
Just as I was thinking that, something happened.
“Alex, what do you think of the adventurers on this trip? Is there anyone who seems like a good fit for a companion?”
“No, they’re all so boring. No one seems worthy of this party.”
“But we need to fill the hole Gil left.”
“I know, that’s how it is.”
The hero and his companions were walking towards us from the front.
Someone I don’t want to meet has arrived.
Let’s just hide out here and get through this.
As I tried to hide in the shadows, Mei asked curiously.
“What are you doing, Gil?”
“No, not really.”
“Don’t go there, let’s go and check out the stalls, Gil.”
“Wha-wait, don’t pull me.”
“Did you just say Gil?”
Ah, sh1t, they noticed.
There’s no choice, I guess I’ll leave.
If I had told Mei about the hero beforehand, this wouldn’t have happened.
This time it’s my fault.
“Hey Alex. What a coincidence we met here.”
“Hey, what are you doing here?”
Ugh, this is tricky.
Let’s just end this conversation quickly and run away.
“What? The purpose is the tournament.”
“By any chance, old man. Are you planning on taking part in the tournament?”
“That’s not the case…”
“Sure. Join in. If you’re joining, I’m joining too.”
“No, I mean… I didn’t mean it that way…”
“I’ve never liked you, old man. I’m going to crush you here. I’m going to make you so bad you’ll never show your face in front of me again.”
This guy doesn’t seem interested in listening.
Besides, this is the first time I’ve heard that she never liked me before.
So that means the exile was planned.
“Wait, I don’t intend to participate…”
“Are you going to run away? Well, that’s fine with me. In the end, you’ll always be an inferior man to me.”
It pisses me off when you say that.
I was beginning to get fed up with this hero’s arrogant behavior.
Just because he’s a hero, does that make him great?
There is no way you can get away with making fun of someone.
“Very well, I’ll join. I’ll beat you and make sure you never act so arrogant again.”
“Ha, old man, there’s no way you can defeat me. I’m the hero. The strongest man in humanity. You think I’d be defeated by some old adventurer?”
“You never know until you try.”
I’m not the same person I was before.
I have the necromancy magic of the former Demon King, Morsilence.
It’s not going to be that easy.
“Hey, Celia and Luna. There’s a change of plans. Let’s go to the reception desk.”
“Eh, Honki. I’m tired of walking.”
“You don’t have to hate Gil that much…”
“Shut up, if I say I’m going, then I’ll go.”
With that, the hero and his party left.
The only ones left were me and Mei.
“The hero is quite selfish.”
“That’s right. When we were at a party, I was constantly at her mercy because of her selfishness.”
“So, you’re going to participate in the tournament, right?”
“Yeah. I said that in front of the hero. I’m sorry for deciding the schedule without your permission.”
“It’s fine, just blow away that selfish hero.”
Mei will always be on my side.
Someone like me is better than a hero.
I was grateful for that.
“Thank you, May.”
After expressing my gratitude, I also strengthened my resolve.
The decision to fight that hero.
“Okay, let’s go to the reception.”
“That’s right.”
Go to the reception desk and tell the receptionist that you will be participating in the tournament.
The process went smoothly, and I was selected to take part in the tournament.
After checking in and leaving the venue, I spotted a familiar face.
“Renfri?”
“Oh, it’s you.”
How on earth did the ogre Renfri end up in a place like this?
Could it be that he is urging me to quickly defeat the Demon King?
“There’s no real need to be so prepared. I just dropped by the city after my business with Lord Morsilence was finished.”
“Oh, is that so?”
“You’re going to participate in this tournament?”
“Yes. That’s right, Renfri. I’d like you to accompany me in practicing a certain spell.”
“Hmm? That’s good. I didn’t have anything to do either.”
Ok, with Renfri’s help, who is knowledgeable in necromancer magic, I’ve practically mastered this spell.
I have a powerful necromancy spell that I’ve never used before.
If I can master this magic, I should be able to defeat even the hero.