Abandoned Retired Warrior Decides to Return to Farming

The fifth hero, Nike Hubris.

Born as the second son of the count, he was a typical aristocrat who never experienced ‘real’ failures and setbacks.

If he failed the swordsmanship test, he would find a better teacher, and even if his business failed, he took it for granted that the family would raise funds again.

He considered all the successes he had achieved in the end as self-made, and was convinced that it was the result of his hard work and talent.

That’s why I couldn’t understand the common people who trembled even if they made a single mistake.

And such an environment was making him increasingly misunderstood and arrogant.

“······what’s this.”

Then on the day of his academy graduation ceremony. Nike’s hand trembled as she was reading the newspaper.

He was finally selected as a hero, but his mood was worse than ever.

It was because I heard the news that Lowe, who had not yet entered the academy, had drawn a holy sword.

Even the orphan who was trembling on the street, not the son of any family.

There were only three ways to be selected as a hero.

One is to receive recognition from the leaders of each country before graduating from the academy like himself, or the second is to receive a revelation from the goddess and be chosen by a saint.

And the last thing is to become the master of the holy sword and be recognized as a hero. Just like Lowe.

Thanks to this, the world is now buzzing about Lowe’s story.

As usual, on the day when you should get the most attention on the continent.

Unlike the four others, including himself, Lowe obtained the holy sword possessed by the previous warriors, so it was natural that the level of attention was extraordinary, but

“Damn!”

Nike could not admit that fact.

He couldn’t stand the fact that he had lost his holy sword and interest to the commoners he had to rule and ignored.

After all, it’s a holy sword. After all, it’s this day!

Thanks to that, the only name I could hear throughout the graduation ceremony was not myself, but the name of a child named Lowe.

After that, his inferiority complex grew even worse.

And that twisted emotion began to obsess about being down and downplaying others.

The longer the days when Serin, an elf and a redhead, takes all the attention, and Lowe takes over as a hero, the longer it goes.

Suddenly, he developed a hatred for not only common people but also minorities.

“What did you believe in giving that title to the little bastard? Besides, commoners are warriors. They don’t even get a proper education.”

It was Nike’s habit of drinking and at social gatherings.

Ninety percent of all the heroes of the past were commoners or slaves, but it didn’t matter to Nike anymore.

No, on the contrary, even the warriors who were his predecessors did not look good to him anymore.

In particular, the most thorny was the warrior Kael, who was lucky enough to meet colleagues like Aurelia and sealed the Demon King.

That’s why, even at the meeting, he actively shouted that Kael should be called in while ignoring him.

In order to expose his bare face and suppress the momentum of the proud commoners.

So this time, I sealed the Demon King and tried to be recognized as the best warrior,

The whole plan was shattered by Lucia.

And now, after being defeated by her, the demon king, he was struggling with his broken self-esteem.

“Can you come down for a second?”

After wandering through the forest for weeks, he managed to return to the capital.

But, along with the relief of being alive, the shame that I had forgotten about came flooding in.

Dozens of colleagues witnessed him running away.

It was already obvious what his evaluation would be in that capital city.

It was clear that even the nobles, who had usually scolded the commoners together, would laugh at him.

Therefore, he appealed to the driver in front of him about his existence and status.

Nike Whibris. As if to remind you of the glory of the family and the honor of a warrior.

He waved his hand to the driver who distributed the water and instructed him to get off.

“Huh, huh.”

But he just smiles to see if this coachman has done anything wrong.

It’s like looking down on yourself in front of you.

At that attitude, Nike cried even more vigorously.

“You idiot. Do you know who the person in front of you right now is and show that kind of attitude?”

“No, whoever it is, haha.”

The driver sighed as he spoke.

No, is this guy still?

Nike couldn’t stand it and tried to scream, but his words were one step faster.

“It’s a waste of time for me to deal with people like you right now.”

“Yes, what are you doing now……”

“It’s a bit ridiculous to have a stiff neck over the subject of drinking water, but why not just go the way you were going?”

It was the driver who mumbled that he was going to die from a pain in the butt, but Nike couldn’t hear it.

He just forgot the words he was about to rebuke and was just stunned.

‘What is that guy doing now?’

Obviously, his appearance is a horseman, so that’s not to say he’s a commoner.

At least one who can’t speak. Who are you showing such a cheeky attitude in front of now?

A failed life topic in which you have to drive a carriage all day for a few bucks.

When the thought reached that point, Nike couldn’t help but laugh.

The coachman he had seen throughout his life as a nobleman seemed pathetic, crouching for a few silver coins and making no effort at all.

I’d rather learn swordsmanship and culture while riding a horse.

It wasn’t the first time Nike had thought of that as he looked at the driver’s back.

Because of that, the attitude of the coachman in front of him now could not look good.

“It is the last warning. Get down now and get on your knees.”

The mood of Nike, who had looked like a beggar just before, changed in an instant.

Still, his torn clothes were covered with dirt, but his cold tone and sharp eyes informed the driver. Then he showed a sword wrapped around his waist and warned.

Who you are and how strong you are.

“Hmm.”

And just then, as expected, the driver patted his chin and began to smile.

Taking advantage of that momentum, Nike kicked her tongue and scoffed.

“Ts. Are you starting to feel a little bit better now?”

“okay. Now I know who you are.”

Then the driver finally acknowledged and started to get off.

Satisfied with that fact, Nike lifted it again with a chin gesture.

“Come down if you know.”

“Is that so?”

“·······Whew.”

At that moment, Nike’s lips twitched.

He nodded and waited for the muffled coachman to come down.

‘·······But something a little cheeky?’

Speech is a problem. Couldn’t it come down a little faster in the first place?

I can’t. You have to eat, get a carriage, and get some education.

With that in mind, Nike approached the driver who had come down.

“Did you know the subject now? Are you… huh?”

However, what he expected did not happen.

The coachman waved his hand, turned his back to him, and spoke.

“Then you have to suffer. coachman.”

“Yes, you boy! Uh, where are you going?”

thump. The driver who doesn’t even look at himself and goes to the other side.

When Nike asked the question in bewilderment, he turned his head and answered with a face rather than asking something obvious.

“Come down. It was just that my butt was hurting.”

“What, what…”

“okay. I got water and drank it, so I’m afraid. Of course you have to drive it. I’ll give you something to eat when you arrive, so cheer up.”

Nike couldn’t hide her embarrassment at his unexpected behavior.

The coachman who came down wanted to hear what he had to say, but suddenly said so and went to the other side.

“Hey, this child. Can’t you come back right now!?”

Even though Nike screamed, he didn’t stop.

Nike just watched his back face with a bewildered expression.

‘Well, what’s with all those guys?’

I’ve ridden many wagons in my life, but this is the first time I’ve seen a driver like that.

‘no way. Are you ignoring me just because I look like this now?’

Other than that, I can’t explain it.

He couldn’t stand it and grinded his teeth.

Then he ran with an angry gait, grabbed the coachman’s shoulder half-mounted into the wagon, and sweared at him.

“This damn baby is to eat!”

Nike was surprised for a moment by the tight muscles in her hand.

However, as it is common in the nature of the driver who drives the horse, I pulled it harder so as not to look down on it.

“I can’t get off right now!”

“Huh, Master!? Hey you!”

However, there was only one person pulled down, but for some reason, two people got out of the carriage at the same time.

It was also accompanied by the voice of a familiar woman pointing at it.

“What are you doing now? Who are you who dare to touch your master!”

Before the coachman could say anything, an angry voice roared with hostility towards Nike.

But that wasn’t important.

Nike’s mouth, which was about to spit out a curse, hardened when she saw the woman.

And with an unbelievable face, he called out the other person’s name.

“·······The Hero Serin?”

“What are you? Who is my name… Huh? Maybe, Nike?”

Serine and Nike. The two men, who are warriors, have each other’s faces, why did you leave there?

In particular, she looked up and down at him with a face that was completely incomprehensible.

“Why are you walking around like that?”

“Who’s going to say it… Whoops!?”

Nike was so moved by her words that she tried to say something.

But faster than that, Serin grabbed the coachman’s shoulder and clenched his arm! knocked out

Then, as if trying to protect the coachman, he stood between them and glared at Nike with raised eyes.

“Ji, what are you doing now?”

Even Nike, who hated her no matter how much she did, could not help but panic.

It was because her actions seemed to protect the driver in front of her.

I wonder if she, who knows more about commoners than she does, and is even close to hatred of humanity, protects that guy?

“No, more than that… what did you just call that person?”

“huh. Disrespect is still there. Nike.”

I asked the question out of genuine curiosity, but Serin didn’t answer.

Instead, he put his hand to the sword wrapped around his waist with a tired face.

And then he mumbled softly.

“Yes, you. I don’t know why you’re still stuck.”

“······What?”

“The subject of touching the master’s body.”

Serin speaks unfamiliar words. Still, he began to pull out his sword.

This elf, are you serious? Fighting between warriors must have been implicitly forbidden, right?

Even though Nike was absurd, she posed likewise because of the life she exuded.

“Hero Serine. What kind of nonsense are you talking about on a topic other than the Demon King subjugation!”

“Heh heh. Who are you talking nonsense?”

Nike shouted and threatened to pull out her sword halfway, but she laughed at him.

And I stared at his hand that had just grabbed the coachman’s shoulder.

“That arm, do you think you need to cut it off once before you can come to your senses?”

Having said that, Serin pulled out her sword and ran at him at the same time.

Nike also drew it without hesitation and swung the sword at her.

Chaeeng-

The two swords aimed at each other’s bodies with intense swordsmanship.

A sword wielded to render an opponent incapacitated in battle, not intended to be killed. The purpose was to make each other realize their own subject.

And I thought it was good because it was Nike, whom I thought was the strongest among the warriors.

“At this point, let’s educate you and that driver together!!”

When Nike shouted that out, they both laughed at the same time as if they were plastic.

cry. Nike clenched the sword with rage boiling inside.

Two bitches I didn’t like. At this point, he promised to make sure he understood the subject, but he did not know.

The fact that from the moment he grabbed the coachman’s shoulder until now, a silver-haired girl had been watching her through the curtains of the carriage.