I Was Caught up in a Hero Summoning, but That World Is at Peace

After a light chat with Mr. Flair, we talked about having a cup of tea together, and we both traveled to the bustling avenue towards the coffee shop.

As expected, there are not as many coffee shops around the world as in Japan where I lived. In other words, there are many different kinds of shops on the main street, including entertainment.

There is nothing like a slum because security is good, people's lives are abundant, and the country subsidizes a lot. Nevertheless, not everyone has a rich life, and some people are having trouble eating their daily meals just because I've never met them.

However, it's still much less than I imagined when I heard about the Middle Ages... I think it's a really good world.

Looking at the bustling streets and thinking about such things, I immediately felt strong emotions and reflected back. I usually turn off sensing magic when walking in these crowded places. Sometimes, however, the induction magic that should be turned off is forced on regardless of my will.

That was when there was a "big emotional movement" near me. And this time, I felt pain, anxiety, conflict... such a strong feeling of irritation.

Looking back, I saw a man reaching out to a cage lined up in a shop selling fruit. The store owner is not aware of other customers.

I tried to speak up right away, but before that I heard Flair's voice.

"I'm not impressed. Theft."

"Hmm!?

It was by no means a loud voice, but I felt it sounded so sharp. The man who was reaching out to the cage also sounded as if he could see his hands twitching and pulling back.

The people around him also noticed a bewildering voice, and Mr. Flair walked slowly closer to the man. Once again, strong conflicting feelings were conveyed from the man.

"Shit!

Somewhere in a hurry, the man pulls the knife out of his pocket and turns to Mr. Flair as he approaches. The edge of the blade is never big. It was about the size of a fine fruit knife, but nevertheless the blade was a blade... The people around me also took a distance from the man and created a little open space in the street.

Ms. Flair stopped her legs when she saw the man pull out the knife, and she had a slight look on her face.

"... it is my style to respond to whatever form you are challenged to put aside the good and evil of things."

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That said, Flair slowly put her arms together and spread her legs shoulder-width apart.

"That's a little rough. Let me put it plainly... come on, I'll be your opponent."

"Hih... uhh..."

At that moment, I felt a sense of intimidation like the air around me was pressurized, and the surroundings were wrapped in silence. Mr Flair never made magic or made a loud noise. After all, your arms are still tied up and you're not even in a combat position.

But is it the aura of the strong? I felt that the war atmosphere released from the body caused the surrounding air to tighten sharply in an instant.

Pressured by the atmosphere, the man with the knife takes a step backwards in a frightened state. However, the impatience was still strong... apparently, I abandoned myself when there was no more, but I only stepped back and held the knife with my trembling hand again, and this time I ran towards Mr. Flair.

The man then waved the knife down towards Mr. Flair with his arms folded. The knife... stopped before it hit Mr. Flair.

"Gu... uuu"

Instead of preventing Mr. Flair with magical force, the man seemed to have stopped waving his knife. Should I say that I stuck at the edge, the sentiments conveyed by the man changed from a strong eagerness to something that included giving up, and the man let go of the knife.

Then he shook his knees to the ground and drooped.

"... I see. I thought you were dying your heart."

Looking at the man on the floor, Mr. Flair heard his footprints as he launched his words, and a crowd of knights appeared.

The knights moved their gaze to check the surroundings and thanked Mr. Flair deeply after noticing his surprising expression on the way.

"Hmm, you know who I am, so it's quick to talk... to my comrades."

Eh? Ah, yes.

"Excuse me, may I stop by for a moment?

"Yeah, yeah, it's okay."

"Thank you."

After a short exchange with me, Mr. Flair is at the head of the knights. Call out to the knights who are probably the organizers.

"Though an attempt is a sin, it would be reasonable for you to bring this man. But I'm sorry. Can't you just leave it with me about the treatment of this man?

After hearing Mr. Flair's words, the knights looked at each other with a slightly puzzling expression, after which the knight who was acting as a moderator opened his mouth.

"... I see. I have the authority to take care of this matter, as requested by the Emperor Tenryu."

"I'm sorry. Later, I will tell you how I feel about and apologize to King Symphonia.... Ah, I owe Sole and you one."

While telling him that, Mr. Flair took out of his pocket a card with the same red nails drawn on the back of Mr. Flair's clothes and gave it to the number of knights.

"Visit me if you need anything, and I promise I will help you."

"What a waste of words."

After confirming that the knights received the cards, Mr. Flair nodded once before turning to the owner of the damaged fruit shop.

"I'm sorry I disturbed you in front of the store."

"Ah, no... this wasn't particularly harmful..."

After a mild apology, Mr. Flair holds a basket of fruit that the man was reaching out for earlier.

"Here... keep this as a nuisance for fishing"

So he handed a piece of gold to the owner and called out to the man who was still hanging in one hand while holding the basket.

Follow me.

After saying that, I followed Mr. Flair, who sent me a light eye contact and walked out, and the man also slowly got up and talked about us.

The crowd was cracked by the atmosphere of Mr. Flair, who walked magnificently, and we left the noisy street.

After a short walk to the less popular park, Ms. Flair moved her face and urged the man to sit on the bench. And as the man sat on the bench following it, he held a cage of fruit in his hand... and took it out of the magic box and gave him some ingredients.

"... fill your stomach first, and let me tell you what happened afterwards"

After seeing the cage and Mr. Flair many times in a confused state, the man reached out and started eating. I wonder if you were so hungry. Once you started eating, the word "uninterrupted" seemed to come back.

"Sorry, buddy."

"No, don't worry about it"

I also understood why Mr. Flair brought him here in such a way as to protect a man. Somehow, this man doesn't feel like a rooted villain.

The first thing I felt was pain and conflict, followed by a feeling of irritability, giving up and regret when I was dying... and now, confusion and deep reflection are conveyed with inductive magic. I was able to guess what the circumstances were.

After a while the man finished his meal, he started talking about the beginning of a bump... why he tried to steal it.

In summary, it seems that the man was an entrepreneur. We started our business a few years ago, and things were going pretty well at first. But at one point, I made a big mistake, and that triggered my business to fail... and the man was almost broken.

Since then, I have been doing daily work while continuing my critical life. However, the routine here was bad, I couldn't get to work, I couldn't stand the hunger and tried to steal.

After listening, Mr Flair whispers quietly while sucking on the pipe.

"... so? What are you going to do now?

"I'm looking for another job."

"Hmm, but isn't that going to be the same thing again?

"... I don't think I was able to throw away any pride. I didn't want my miserable self to be known, and I couldn't contact my parents. But I was about to make an irrevocable mistake because of that pride. Thank you so much for stopping me."

"I see, if you can't find a job, why don't you lower your head and ask your family to help you...? What do we do after that?

"... I don't know when, but someday I'll save up some money... and try again."

While I was talking to Mr Flair, my doubts disappeared from the man's eyes. Somehow, no matter how painful this man was, he could feel like that without dying his hands in crime.

After seeing the man's face, Mr. Flair smiled slightly and took out a huge sack from nowhere and put it in front of the man.

"Then do it now."

"... eh?

"I'll give you this money, try again with the sole."

"... what...?"

There is a lot of money in the sack, and the man murmurs as if his thoughts are not catching up.

"Once you tried, you failed. But at the same time, you must have gained... the experience of failure. Now, the thought of" If only I had done this at that time "should be smoking in your heart. If so, don't end it with incomplete combustion. Try again based on your experience. If you need money for that challenge and you don't have it, I will give it to you."

"......!? Ah... uhh... thank you..."

After hearing Flair's words, the man received the sack with his trembling hands, with his expression mixed with various emotions.

While confused, I felt like I could see a faint light aimed at resurrection in those eyes.

"It's a second challenge. You have first-time knowledge and experience of failure. If you fail again, then you simply lack your strength."

"... yes"

"Then come and visit me. Let's train myself again so that the" third time "doesn't fail."

"To...? Huh?"

"For the challenger, failure is not defeat. Defeat is' losing the heart to challenge '. No matter how many times you fail, no matter how many times you break, you are not a loser, but a challenger as long as your heart continues to dwell. And I'm on the side of the challenger. I will not abandon you unless you turn off the light in your eyes. I'll push your back again and again and send you to the battlefield. So don't be afraid to fail and try your best!

Hearing Flair say that he won't abandon him no matter how many times he fails, the man shed tears with an emotional expression.

"Challenging is courageous. Not to mention, it will take more courage than once to fail and try again. But to me... the Dragon King sent me to show a blade to Flair Bell Needs Belt, the corner of the Four Dragons. Compared to that, would it be easier to squeeze that amount of courage?

"... yes!

The man replied forcefully, wiping his tears, to Mr Flair's pleasant words. Then, I put up the sack that I received afterwards and said it in a word that was not lost.

"Thank you very much. Thank you for the money," I'll borrow it. "

"... I told you I'd give it to you?

"No, that doesn't make me feel right. I'll make sure to give you back the full amount of this deposit... no, I'll double it!

"Hoo... you look like a challenger."

After zeroing somewhere impressive, Mr. Flair continued to laugh somewhere fun.

"You don't have to double it. But yes, if you really want to return more than the amount you received... when you bring the money, bring me a bottle of... alcohol or juice, or one of your grandfather's favorite drinks. Then let's celebrate your victory and raise one of the toasts."

"... yes!

"... apparently, I don't need a 'third time'."

There was a strong light in the eyes of a powerful nodding man. Indeed, as Flair said, he seemed to be a suitable face to call a challenger.

And when she saw the sole, Ms. Flair nodded with a pleasant expression on her heart.