After choosing to leave, they regretted it.

After choosing to leave, they regretted it. Author: Stardust 4195

Good news: You have traveled through time, this is your plug-in, these are your teammates, go and defeat the devil.

Bad news: Cheats are bad, teammates are crappy, only enemies are real.

He has to do all the dirty and tiring work, work like a 007 until he vomits blood, and also be subjected to all kinds of scolding, humiliation, and PUA.

After working so hard and being seriously injured, he didn't get a single good word in return. Instead, he had to be scolded and take the blame. Aize finally couldn't bear it anymore.

"Yes, I am weak, I am unworthy,...

Chapter 1 So, I Quit

The Anlin Plain is located in the central part of the continent. It is one of the few areas with open terrain along the long dividing line between the human kingdoms and the demon territories, which are occupied by towering mountains.

Therefore, over the thousands of years of history, this place has become the main battlefield for countless conflicts between humans and demons.

As far as the eye can see, there are no trees. The earth, repeatedly washed by magic and blood, has completely turned into scorched earth, so black and hard that not even the smallest weeds can survive.

In this scorched earth, there stands a fortress, and on the fluttering flag is embroidered a pattern of golden swords and pure white wings intertwined.

This pattern symbolizes that the Holy War Knights of the Church of the Supreme God, led by the chosen heroes of God, are stationed here.

However, at this moment, the scene inside the fortress was not much different from the devastation outside.

Wounded soldiers were scattered everywhere, wailing could be heard everywhere, and broken armor and weapons were discarded at random in the chaos caused by severe shortage of manpower.

Healers who mastered healing spells came and went among the crowd, constantly using their abilities. The excessive work made their faces pale.

However, even so, there is still no end in sight for those waiting for treatment.

These people were still lucky, because the remains of more people, those who had completely lost their lives, or part of their remains, were piled up in a corner of the camp at this moment, and they did not receive the respect that the dead in battle deserved. The heavy smell of blood made it difficult for anyone who approached to breathe.

After all, the current situation is such that we can’t even take care of the living, so we can only let the dead suffer for the time being.

In the center of the camp, there was a tent that was slightly larger than the surrounding tents. The door curtain was tightly closed, but one could still vaguely hear the quarrel coming from inside.

"This battle was a complete failure!"

The girl in golden armor said this while pounding the table in front of her where the map was placed.

Her name is Leah Alfred, one of the chosen heroes of God. She is considered the commander of this knight order and the captain of the brave team "Blade of the Goddess".

She is about twenty years old, tall and straight, with pure white skin, long and smooth golden hair and perfect facial features. Her face is so pretty that it is breathtaking.

If she were not dressed in full armor, she would undoubtedly be mistaken for a princess or the daughter of a noble.

She was dressed in gorgeous golden armor with delicate patterns all over it that declared the sacredness of its owner's identity. Paired with a pure white cloak and a large holy sword hanging at her waist, it not only did not detract from her appearance, but instead added a lot of heroic spirit, even worthy of the adjective "handsome".

The only flaw was that he was gritting his teeth and his facial expression was a little distorted.

The boy sitting on the other side of the table, facing Leah's anger, shook his head:

"Failure? I... ahem... how did we fail? The Great Witch, one of the thirteen leaders of the demon clan, has been confirmed to have been killed. This... ahem... doesn't this mean we have accomplished our goal?"

The boy was also around twenty years old, with short black hair and dark eyes, and he was wearing simple silver armor. In stark contrast to Leah's flamboyant appearance, he was somewhat inconspicuous.

His facial features were considered handsome, but at this moment his face was pale and he kept coughing, even leaving some red liquid in his palms after each cough.

Aize is in the same team as Leah and is also a chosen hero of God.

The so-called God-chosen hero, to put it bluntly, is a time traveler and tool brought by the goddess from other worlds.

Aize—he was not called this name at that time. In the original world, he was just an ordinary college student. He died suddenly after an accidental close contact with a dump truck. He was dragged into this world and became a hero in a daze.

After hearing his words, Leah's expression became even more out of control:

"How could it be a success? The Knights lost 65% of their numbers, and the four chosen heroes were all seriously injured and unable to function normally for the next few months. You call that a success!?"

"In... ahem... in the original plan, I thought the attrition rate would reach 80%, and only with the death of one or two brave men would we be able to complete our goal."

Despite his poor physical condition, Aize narrowed his eyes and spoke calmly and indifferently.

"Isn't this... ahem - success?"

Boom!!!

The wooden table in front of him collapsed instantly under the hero's angry punch.

"What the hell are you doing making plans for? Why didn't you tell me about this earlier?!"

Aize wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, slowly raised his head, looked at his teammates with subtle eyes, sighed softly, and shook his head:

"First, the battle plan, along with the possible risks and losses, is all clearly stated in the plan. Don't tell me you haven't read it in its entirety."

"Secondly, at the meeting to decide whether to proceed with this operation, the result of the show of hands was three in favor and one against—the only dissenting vote was mine, and the third... cough cough cough—"

As he spoke, another wave of intense pain surged from Aize's chest. After a violent cough, another pool of black blood was left on the table in front of him.

He took a deep breath and relaxed for a long time before raising his head again. The expression of Leia in front of him became more and more frozen.

"Third... remember the plan I proposed a month ago? Spend three months clearing out the surrounding enemies, isolating the target, and then attacking it. Insisting on attacking the Great Witch herself directly. Who was she, anyway?"

Of course, it is the commander of the team in front of him.

As these words came out of her mouth, Leia's snow-white skin almost turned red, and her fists clenched tighter and tighter until they made a cracking sound.

Then--

"Are you blaming me? The plan is so difficult to carry out, isn't it because you're too weak and disappointing?!"

"Ah--"

The corners of Aize's mouth moved, and he made a slightly contemptuous sound.

weak?

indeed.

Leah and the others are not the only heroes who came to this world. There are 20 people in the five teams with protection. Among them, Aize is undoubtedly the weakest.

Generally speaking, due to the blessing, the hero can form an overwhelming strength advantage over non-hero humans, but Aize is even weaker than many locals.

He himself didn't know the specific reason. Perhaps the goddess had made a mistake when reincarnating him? Or perhaps, as a nerdy college student, his physical condition was simply far inferior to others?

In any case, judging from the results, it is an indisputable fact that as the war escalates, Aize is increasingly unable to keep up with the pace of the battle.

This battle is the same.

When facing the Great Witch and the enemy's personal guards, his teammates had already dealt enough damage, but he couldn't even do a normal finishing blow. In the end, he had to take a big move and successfully pierced the opponent's chest with his sword.

As a result, it became what it is now.

Seeing that Aize didn't say anything back, Leah sneered and continued to push him harder.

"You said you were weak, so you focused on logistical support and planning, but this is the result? Such a plan can't make up for the loopholes caused by your lack of strength!"

"We've been in this world for two years! Two years! We haven't defeated a single demon leader yet, and those rookies from Silver Star, who've only been here for three months, have already taken one down. How can we even have three months to take our time?!"

There are five brave teams, and they are nominally in a cooperative relationship.

After all, the enemies they face, the environment they are in, their own strengths, etc. are all completely different. What's more, everyone is fighting for the same goal. Although they are not companions, they can also be said to be comrades-in-arms.

Therefore, Aize has no sense of competition towards them, and will even provide them with some support within his ability in private without asking for anything in return.

But Leah didn't think so.

Unlike Aize, her hometown is a world of swords and magic. She was born into a noble family and became the number one hero in the world's number one hero team.

This made her pursuit of honor, reputation, etc. somewhat obsessive.

The Silver Star Team was the last of the five teams to arrive in this world. However, they had successfully defeated the Blood Lord, one of the thirteen leaders of the demon clan, a month ago. This made Leah, who was experiencing slow progress in the war, extremely anxious.

That's why Aize was forced to make a plan to defeat the witch immediately.

To be honest, it's quite outrageous.

The Thirteen Heads of the Demon Tribe are the leaders of the thirteen most powerful groups of the Demon Tribe. Their concept is basically a super-doubled version of the Four Heavenly Kings, and each of them has incredible strength.

Also, they are not like those stupid bosses in the game who will fight you alone with martial ethics. The powerful army surrounding each of them is even more threatening than the leader himself.

The reason why the True Ancestor of the Blood Clan was killed was because he was extremely arrogant and went "hunting" alone, which led to him being caught by Silver Star.

The Great Witch is different. If Leah's request is put into the game, it is basically equivalent to challenging the boss and all the minions in a maze at the same time in one battle.

During this month, Aize racked his brains, communicated with various forces, spent countless efforts, and paid a huge price before he formulated a plan with great losses and summoned the necessary military forces.

Originally, I had hoped that the young lady in front of me would give up after seeing the tragic loss, but who would have thought that after flipping through a few pages and confirming that it could theoretically succeed, she would immediately make the decision and demand execution.

All the discussions about risk and loss that I had painstakingly written down were left there gathering dust.

You set the policy, you gave the targets, you established the deadlines, and you set the rules. But when everything goes according to plan, you refuse to take responsibility.

numb.

Aize held his face with his hand and had a terrible headache. The serious injuries left by the battle, along with the huge amount of fatigue that 007 had accumulated before, all came flooding back at once.

Seeing Aize keeping silent with his head down and his eyes lifeless, Leah, who thought she had the upper hand as usual, became more aggressive.

"After all, as a hero, you can't even defeat a top-level adventurer. Have you ever reflected on why?"

Not to mention, Aize has used so many reflection coupons that he can't even count them, but he has never seen the goddess he trained, and he has no idea what the protection is√⑧.

Reflection? How to reflect?

"Is it because you're not loyal enough to the goddess? Otherwise, why is it your Divine Protection that's causing the problem?!"

Leia is extremely adoring and loyal to the so-called goddess, which Aize scoffs at.

Goddess? Supreme God Realm?

Just a streetlight pendant.

You brag so much, saying you are omniscient and omnipotent and can guide everything. If you are so awesome, why don’t you do it yourself? What’s the point of forcing ordinary people to come and work illegally?

None of the colleagues assigned to me are normal.

"Besides, you..."

"enough--"

Aize suddenly raised his voice, interrupting the other party's free play, then slowly stood up with the help of the chair armrest, looked at the girl in front of him coldly and said:

"You are right, Leah Alfred. I am not worthy of being a hero, and now, in fact, I am no longer a hero, so I quit."

Chapter 2: The Brave? Just an Unjust Species

Aize doesn't have many good things to say about time travel.

The so-called heroes may sound very handsome and childish, but in essence they are just tools that are used at will by the gods. The entire process of crossing and mission are granted to them, and no link is agreed upon by them.

The result is that you are just an ordinary student one second, and the next second you have to use a half-broken plug-in and risk your life to fight against a bunch of monsters.

It would be better to be hit by a dump truck.

However, Aize is definitely not the kind of person who is casual and irresponsible. Since he is here, he has to do something.

So, in the two years since he came here, Aize has hardly had any rest.

Apart from fighting, expeditions, and necessary meetings, he devoted almost all his time to various logistical support and auxiliary work.

From diving into the library and reading various books to understand the enemy's characteristics and formulate plans, to coordinating various forces, gaining support and reputation for your own team, to some dirty work that is not visible but very necessary.

Even judging from the workload alone, Aize has been pushed to the extreme.

In comparison, his teammates, apart from fighting, seemed more willing to go to various social occasions and enjoy the flattery and pursuit from various nobles.

As for this alone, Aize has no complaints.

These false goodwills based on titles have no effect other than making him feel disgusted from the bottom of his heart. It would be better to use this time on real business.

At least this will improve efficiency and help defeat the Demon King as quickly as possible. Maybe by then, the so-called God Realm will show mercy and allow him to return to his original world to live a good life.

Compared to these, several teammates in the same team are the source of 90% of Aize's pressure.

As for Leah, two years ago she was gentle, humble, and understanding. She could listen to even outspoken objections - as long as the opponent could give a reasonable answer.

Now... Aize could only shake his head and sigh.

He couldn't figure out the reason for such a big change. Perhaps he was overwhelmed by all kinds of honors and lost himself.