The brave Simmel wants to resign

The brave Simmel wants to resign

Author: Beef Tomato Noodles

Synopsis: (Ratings have just started, so the score is low. The first world is based on sorcery.)

[Mr. Simmel, the hero, I regret to inform you that you are dead.]

But I have a way to restore your youthful body and make you a hero once more.

No more.

Don't you long to be young?

I have enjoyed life to the fullest, and I don't ask for more.

Don't you want to see [her] again?

You only understand some things when you lose them. As long as she hasn't forgotten me, I've never left her.

【Don't you yearn to defeat the Demon King again and enjoy the glory?】

I have done what I was supposed to do, and those who come after me will follow the path I have taken and do it even better.

Don't you want to see the peaceful future you create?

Someone will bear witness for me.

【……】

【I see.】

So, one last question.

Somewhere in the world

[Within your reach]

A child is crying.

"That's enough, help me up."

Play "Rain Love," and I'll perform the Su Nuo ritual.

Children, don't be afraid.

Grandpa Xin has arrived.

Chapter 1: Retired Heroes Find New Employment

"Hello, Mr. Simmel."

"It is with great regret that I inform you that you have just passed away."

In the vast space, mist rises from the ground, the sky is a dark blue that is close to the starry sky, and there is nothing that can be called 'boundary'.

This is the standby screen that Simmel saw when she woke up.

Subconsciously confirming one's own condition.

An old man, short in stature.

A bald head.

He grew a long beard.

An old man, a common sight, was sitting in a chair that was slightly too high for him.

Before me stood a girl with long, light blue hair.

With a high, straight nose and moist lips, her features were a divine perfection.

(Well, I was more perfect when I was younger.)

Without changing his expression, the old man Simmel sighed.

"Um... I do know that."

As people age, even their speech becomes slow and deliberate. Simmel slowly asked, "So, are you here to greet my goddess?"

"That's right!"

Surprisingly, a reply came very quickly; in fact, the goddess's tone was even somewhat urgent.

The elegant blue goddess's eyes widened, her blood rushing to her head. She pressed her face against him, then pulled him back with a swift motion, tilting her head back, placing her hand on her chest, a smug smile on her lips, her eyes full of triumph.

"I am the goddess, the goddess of water, Aqua! Respect, it's alright to worship me!"

"Ugh!"

"Huh? Why did you suddenly yell like that?"

(No, I never expected the goddess who blessed Haita to have this kind of personality.)

Simmel smiled and squinted, the expression of an old man watching children playing at the village entrance.

"I understand, great goddess. So, shall I go to heaven next, or enter the cycle of reincarnation?"

"Hmm, you know a lot~"

Seeing that Simmel did not worship her, Aqua puffed out her cheeks but still took over the conversation, drawing circles in the air with her slender fingers, "This is your decision."

"Heaven does exist in this world—but let me tell you a secret, it's not as wonderful as you imagine."

The goddess seemed to be on guard against something, and took small steps to stand in front of Simmel, putting her hand to her mouth. "No television, no comics, no games, all you can do every day is bask in the sun, it's just like an old man's life!"

that.....

I am an old man.

What else is comics?

Simmel still smiled kindly.

The goddess, whose mind was a bit off, continued, "The second option, just like you said, is to start your life from scratch, which is reincarnation—because you did something amazing in your previous life, you'll probably be born into a good family and live a happy life."

Aqua touched her lips, "But after reincarnation, it won't have much to do with you now."

As a goddess, don't discourage people before reincarnation.

"Of course, there is a third option."

This sentence should be the key point.

After speaking, the goddess cleared her throat, suddenly stood up straight, and then opened her arms, her somewhat comical facial features returning to their divine state.

"Hero Simmel!"

"Simmel, who defeated the Demon King and ushered in an era of peace! Your achievements are recognized even in the heavens, and for someone like you, we make an exception—we grant you a new life!"

"The third way: We will make you young again! And this time, you will have a body that never ages!"

She spoke with great passion, adding little gestures like clenching her fists and shaking her head. Even though it was just one person talking, she made it sound very lively.

The old man sat on the chair, his hands resting on his knees, watching silently.

"Really? That's impressive. So, what's the price?"

"Then of course you should play to your strengths."

Aqua shrugged.

"Let's go and defeat the Demon King!"

"Beyond your world, there are many, many more worlds. In these worlds, humanity's restraint is only concerned with 'survival,' but in fact, there are also 'malicious events' beyond survival, and our goddess will send people there to resolve them."

The goddess's eyes darted around. "You could call me a guardian or something, but for you, the word 'hero' is probably the most familiar."

"Um......"

Simmel listened.

"So that's how it is. You want me to continue being the hero?"

"Yes!!" Aqua nodded. "Aren't you happy!"

"Haha."

The old man was all smiles.

"I dont go."

"Why?!"

Aqua opened her mouth and stared wide-eyed.

In her view, this deal was entirely profitable.

To regain youth and achieve immortality, at the cost of doing what you're good at.

What reason is there to refuse?!

"Um......."

Simmel pondered for a moment.

The so-called hero is not a specific person, but someone who inherits that spirit and will and ultimately confronts the existence of the Demon King.

Simmel, as a hero, defeated the Demon King. During his lifetime, even until his death, he guarded and patrolled the vicinity to prevent the Demon King's army from launching a counterattack.

He did everything he was supposed to do.

The strongest hero of the South once said—he would pave his own path.

Therefore, Simmel was merely someone who paved the way for future generations.

The story is over.

It makes no sense to let him continue to grow stronger on his own.

The world needs new heroes... It doesn't have to be him, and it doesn't even have to be just one person.

(But these...)

Simmel looked up at the goddess in front of her, whose gestures and expressions were constantly changing at a high frame rate, and whose animation was somewhat off, making her mumble incoherently and unable to say anything. She hesitated.