Even Posing as a Hero is Easy–Why? Cause I’m a God–

Protecting the king's capital from the conspiracies of the nobles, the name of the brave Kaika spread throughout the country.

Rumors of the brave Kaika are whispered everywhere.

Thanks to this, the number of believers grew rapidly.

He was a believer 10,000 on the night of Wang Du's defense, but now he sees more than 20,000.

Fever state.

I still realized that it was important to continue to achieve results in selling names.

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Kaika Village morning.

Amber gentle sunshine falls in the cold atmosphere.

But I slept in my own bed.

A qualitative room with just a bed, desk and shelf.

It was already past breakfast time, but I was falling asleep.

And I was thinking about what to do next.

Do we crusade bigger before the fanaticism cools down and focus on spreading the name?

Or do an authentic job and focus on the fixation of the name?

It sounds like a great crusade, but the folks aren't convinced that he's not the demon king next, beyond having defeated all four heavens.

Even with a small crusade, it seems "brave Kaika can do it and be normal".

It can be about watering people's enthusiasm.

When this happens, achieving results in another area says, "Instead of crusading demons, can we even do this, that's brave! rating is obtained."

I just couldn't come up with a way to sell my name to people other than this because I've already done a lot in Kaika Village and Port Town Dollar Earth.

Hmm.

Well, I just finished a big job, and do you mind if I don't move right away?

That's how I thought about it, the door to the room was knocked.

"Kaika, may I come in?

Failing to respond, the door was opened.

Celica enters the room softly sneaking her footsteps.

Only the quiet rubbing sound of a white jacket and red skirt echoes indoors.

He peered into my face when he came to bed.

"Breakfast, what will you do?... It's rare. So neat - heh."

As Celica sat back in bed fluttering her blonde hair, she tried to stick my cheek at her fingertips.

The moment your smooth fingertips touch your cheeks, you open your mouth and eat them!

"- Ha-ha!

"Hia!

When I ate it at my fingertips, Celica screamed and glanced.

Slippery finger finish on the mouth.

Distort the edge of your mouth while opening your eyes.

"It's a hundred years early, you know, to hit me to sleep."

"If you were awake, please don't reply."

I've been so surprised, I've been crying in my blue eyes and complaining.

"You can't surprise me if I reply"

With that said, I took Celica's hand and drew it in.

"Ugh."

They will, but they will come after me. Blonde hair spread and crushed like a big breast.

He held an even more luxurious waist. I feel warm rounds over the cloth.

Celica's cheeks stain.

"... Kaika. In the morning, no..."

"I haven't felt Celica around in a while."

"Yes... I've been busy here"

Applications for village equipment and dealing with aristocratic conspiracies.

Only the former princess had it moving around quite a bit.

I said while I felt the feel of my chest.

"Next, do you want to go to Edelstein"

"... right. There won't be anything in this country that threatens Kaika's back anymore."

"Thanks to Celica for her support"

"Thank you, Kaika."

Ugh, with a sweet sigh, Celica said as she whispered.

And I've kept my body more and more tight from her.

- and.

The door to the room was suddenly knocked.

"I'm sorry about your day off, Kaika. We have a problem."

It was the voice of Elf's Fioria.

Celica woke up in a hurry.

Hurry up and fix the messy blonde hair with your hands.

I answered in a sober voice.

"What's up?

"No, Chief Yarkt wants to see you as soon as possible."

"You're here already! Well, I guess so."

Celica leaned her neck strangely.

"Do you know what happened?

"Mostly. Something must have gone wrong with the elf salt."

"- What? Didn't you get permission from the state or the merchant guild to finish it off perfectly?

"There's a hole there. I didn't just get permission. People are sinful."

"... what does that mean?

I laughed niggardly.

"Well, you'll see. Let's hurry."

"Okay."

I left the room with Celica.

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I met Yarkt, Elf's chief, in the reception room next door.

I sat facing the table, Celica next to me and Fioria next to Yarkt.

Yarkt, a beautiful middle-aged man, wrinkled his eyebrows well and said with a serious look.

"Master Kaika. We've got a big problem."

"You mean elf salt, right?

Yarkt opens his eyes to my words.

"Did they already know! That's Kaika. - Actually, fakes are starting to appear."

"" What!?

Celica and Fioria were surprised to see their voices together. They both have beautiful eyes round.

I knew the depth of human business, so I nodded calmly.

"Anyway, it would be a crude product that made it look just like it did"

"Exactly. But the price is sold for less than half the price. I heard a secret from an elf who left the village, he seems to advertise. That can't be happening."

"Sure. I made it recently."

"Who the hell..."

Celica clouded her neat face.

"No, there's really no such elf. It's just a fabrication. - So, is that fake now?

"Yes, this way, sir"

Yarkt took a small bottle out of his bag.

Wooden bottle with salt.

Looks similar, but the making was cluttered.

I took it and saw it with my eyes of truth.

[Green salt] Crumbed vegetables and salt just simmered and colored.

"I see. It doesn't do any good."

"Do you know just by looking...... what should I do? You just can't sell real salt like this, or your reputation for elves will be diminished."

"As long as we can sell just salt, that's fine. It's tough when it's toxic... I have a good idea"

"Is it true, Kaika!

Yarkt raised his voice with his eyes shining.

"Easy. You just have to prove that the salt the Yarkts make is real elf salt."

"And say?

I look at him with a glistening smile.

"Write a note of caution on the bottle. And he said," That's all the real salt Kaika recognized! Along with the letter ', I'll draw an illustration that deforms me "

Yarkt roars with his hands on his chin.

"Will that stop the manufacture of fakes"

"Stop it. An illustration to stop."

Celica frowned and tilted her neck.

"Kaika, that doesn't seem to stop..."

We have to make sure we don't get the wrong response from here.

Open your mouth carefully as you stare at Yarkt.

"Look, can I lend you my name?

"What does that mean?

"In other words, write in a bottle of elf salt: 'Whoever uses the name of the brave without permission shall be punished immediately by the brave Kaika as the hand of the demon king'. Of course you have something to ignore, but naturally I'll get you."

Yarkt opened his eyes.

"That's awesome because you're going to get that far! - But using a name is a big deal. What do I owe you…"

"I don't care how you feel."

I said it in a serene tone, like a saint prince. Though the inner part was cold sweat no matter what I would do if I were consented to it as it was.

Yarkt shook his head hard. Green hair shakes violently.

"Then there is no elf standing. How about 30% of the salt sales, no 40%?

I looked exaggerated.

"What are you saying? If I get that much, the future of the elves will be narrowed. … it's just a good idea to pay the money"

"A brave man's adventure will cost you money, so make sure you receive it -"

I turned my palm to Yarkt and blocked his words.

"No, I'm not. If you decide you're paying a royalty for your name, 'Only the elves benefit from the brave, it's sloppy!' You could avoid jealousy from the people, wouldn't you? Prevents prejudice and persecution - 10% is fine."

Yarkt was thrilled to moisturize his eyes.

"I didn't expect you to think that far, including the state of the elves! Thank you so much. I will never forget this sheikha Yarkt, Kaika!

Fioria next door is dyeing her cheeks and looking at me.

"That's Kaika. It's lovely. Best wishes from me."

That's how she bowed her head deeply.

- Hey.

I thought the fake would come out as many as a pile because I just colored the salt so I could sell it high.

Moreover, salt is a national monopoly, but elf salt has been allowed as a medicine.

It was like telling me to forge it.

Either way, this makes my name more and more widespread along with elf salt.

Regular income was also secured.

As planned for one stone and two birds!

I nod at Eagle Deep Fried as I see my face about to burn.

"It's a boarded ship. You can always tell me if you're in trouble."

"Thank you, Kaika!

Yarkt's excitement does not subside. I shook my beautiful voice and my eyes were red.

... Something tells me when I get this far to thank you, don't be a little backward.

But what is it? I don't feel bad.

That's true when I helped the elves before, and that's true when I helped the Naga tribe.

After all, saving people as God had to save them, including the future.

I switched the conversation as I lit up and scratched my head pounding.

"And for the rest of your life, will you remember me? Long-lived elves say it's powerful."

"It's not a word to say to anyone. Use it only when you have the greatest respect for other races."

"Well... thank you"

"No, welcome."

"Now make me a new bottle"

"Yes, immediately! I'll have it by the end of the day."

"Okay. I asked for it."

Yarkt and Fioria were thrilled, but Celica didn't say anything and stared at me with big blue eyes.

Then Yarkt and Folia were asked to go and make bottles for devotion to the Kingdom of Fabrica.

Yarkt was impressed to have bowed over and over again until he left the room.

Then I'll be alone with Celica in a quiet room.

Celica, watching still, finally opens her mouth.

"I don't know, was this even expected to happen?

"Didn't I tell you before? He said he'd get the money regularly and have a chance to spread my name."

Celica breathed a lot.

"Well! You were right about Kaika until this result!

"Elves, people, salt, fakes. Some people sell souls for money. Thinking about them, I knew the consequences."

"That's just great... it's a little scary though"

"Me? Or is it people's business?

Celica cheered as she shook her head gently.

"Both of them. But turning Kaika to her enemies must be the scariest thing."

You know what I mean.

I reached for Celica's head.

She narrowed her eyes comfortably.

That's when I looked out the window.

Then at the entrance to the mansion's garden, I saw Yarkt bowing his head deeply.

I don't even know if I'm watching, but I'm grateful.

- No, you're not.

Not to make you look grateful to me.

I'm sure I felt helped and couldn't get in without bowing my head.

Has anyone ever pointed their gratitude so far?

I tried my best to make a compromise with the Kingdom of Fabrica in order to meet the expectations of the elves.