Hero’s Redo ~ A Hero That Once Saved the World Reborn as a Girl ~

― ― Flare perspective

"Did that happen...."

The finished Pope lay down again because he was tired. If Melia had robbed her of her vitality, the wear and tear would have been considerable. It would be better to keep quiet for now.

Melia.... I'm glad my sister was alive. But as far as the Pope is concerned, he's already taken many lives. And now it's possible that you're planning a big evil... I don't even know if it's okay to be happy or sad.

"It's flare. Save Melia... save her. Mary may have committed a sin, but if her life was at stake, it was useless. I will save her, correct her and make her pay for her sins by having her work in the temple. It's not my fault the church side has lost her. Everyone will be convinced if they explain the situation. That's why it's flare... please take Melia..."

"Pope... I see. I'll do something to save her. So rest now."

I wrapped up the trembling hand of the Pope, whose consciousness was gradually blurring, and smiled so as to reassure him. Rest assured, the Pope who fell asleep again was left to the priest, and I left behind the Grand Temple, which had just returned. I don't know what Merliah is up to, but we need to find out and convince her. Otherwise, a lot of people, not just her, would be unhappy... I had a hunch.

I understand why Melia hates me. Even if I were in the opposite position, I don't have the confidence to live without resenting my only saved sister... I believe that the margin for caring for others is created for the first time since I was filled. In fact, I couldn't afford to be a vagrant.

So I will definitely help Melia. I swore to my heart.

§ § §

As I remembered the Pope's story, I set foot in the favela. According to Melia, she must have some like-minded friends. I don't know how many, but if you're going to turn the world around, I don't think it's a few people. It should be a significant number of people. And it is self-evident that the more people there are, the less cohesion there is as an organization. Some people have a light mouth at the end.

And you should choose a place to lurk. There may be people who live in the city as ordinary residents or infiltrate the Grand Shrine as priests, but there is no way out now, so we'll be late.

In that regard, insecure ghettos will be used to lurk. The deeper my face hides, the deeper I wear the robe, the more I walk through the familiar alleys. An alley with an unhygienic and terrible smell is full of rats running around, and a crow grabbing the carcass of a wild dog is a daily mess. The streets also feature hungry vagrants, gang members who try to wind up money and goods from passers-by, and vagrants who grab each other's abandoned leftovers.

"You haven't changed... here"

I used to be. Remember the painful past and sigh without knowing.

To save them, the church regularly cooks and mediates, but many return to the ghetto. Unless you have magical talents like me and Melia, many people work in harsh physical labor, such as merchant labor and daily employment, so it's a harsh working environment for them. If you continue to work hard, you will be valued and your salary will be raised, but many people will quit unbearably.

You can eat without being full. Anyway, even if you work hard, you know the future - you don't get to wipe it off, you come back here. Ideally, I don't want to let one vagrant out, but the reality is very harsh. My teeth are itchy, but nothing will happen unless the person is motivated. You can't force people to live their lives.

"Hey, you. Money?

A nomad stood in front of me on the alley. I think it has been flowing lately because it is still beautiful. When I opened my mouth to respond, another person appeared from the side.

"Stop. Don't get involved."

The first Nomad appeared and went down like he was under pressure, just by telling him briefly. The person is large for vagrants and feels no gap in the forged body. Yes, as if they had fought in the past.

"You're out of time, Kyle."

The appearance of the familiar person made me realize that nature and the mouth were melting.

"Long time no see, Mr. Flair. How can I help you today?

I couldn't stop laughing bitterly at Kyle, who answered nicely.

"I need your help. I'm looking for someone in this city for you, who's also the Nomad's leader."

Kyle moved her eyebrows with a twitch to my words.