Reincarnated into a Game As the Hero's Friend

Chapter 1

Cheers and congratulatory filled the capital

The focus of those cheers is the army that has just returned. With their success in retaking a fortress from demon army, which could be called victory, this level of celebration is natural.

The first person to enter the capitals gate is the commander, His Highness Crown Prince surrounded by Royal Guard. He rode his horse gallantly. As expected, unlike me, a Crown Prince must be used to this kind of event.

Right behind His Highness is a carriage pulled by a war horse. Standing on it is Hero Party, led by [Hero] Mazell Hearthing. That guy must be surprised with the amount of crowd. Good thing he recovers fast and started to smile while waving toward the crowd.

The dazed hero party started to follow him.

Me? No, Im not in the parade.

Everyone! Its dangerous so please stay back. Augen, take care of that side too!

Yes, sir!

Currently, I am in the middle of controlling the crowd.

This happened because of injured knights that returned earlier to the capital. At first, they were told to convey two pieces of news to the castle.

First, the success of Veritza Fortresss retakes.

Second, the defeat of Demon King Army Third General, Dreax

But instead, they went and announced that news loudly throughout the capital. I understand they did it because of how happy they are, but it created a huge fuss.

The next day, urgent messages are sent for nobles left in the capital to mobilize their private army and prepare for the main armys return. After all, it wont be funny if after defeating a demon king general, the army ended up squashing citizens.

Hah I also just returned you know.

Private armies of nobles, which consisted of knights, apprentice knights, and normal soldiers created a human barricade around the parade. With that, they succeeded in preventing reckless people to charge into the parade.

But theres one thing that I cant prevent.

Noises

The sharp squealing of women, loud cheer, and congratulatory words. Those noises hurt my ears.

Well, I cant blame them for reacting like this.

In the game, no matter what event is unfolding, lines are spoken by NPC citizens never changed. Only when a special event flag is activated that they will speak different lines.

But in reality, these citizens must constantly live in fear. They never know when the demon king army is going to attack. There are also ferocious monsters outside capital walls.

Because of that, both news of a fortress retaken and the defeat of a demon king armys general must make them both happy and relieved.

I understand their feeling. But for me, a mob character thats not even a supporting role, this kind of sudden event is more of a huge pain.

Just like now, I ended up with the job of controlling the crowd.

I need to think about what to do if there are any injured people in the crowd. Theres no concept of an ambulance in this world, but I can prepare a carriage at the side of the street that will act like one. Which street should I prepare it in?

As I was thinking, the crowd in front of me suddenly got livelier.

Ah, its because the hero party passed here. Mazell probably noticed me. He smiled then winked at me. I think I saw his teeth shining too, but thats probably a trick of light.

I gave him a bitter smile. Handsome bastard, he makes me jealous. Our interaction only lasted a short while

Kya Hero-sama is looking at me!

He even winks at me!

Hes not winking at you! Hes winking at me!

Its dangerous so please stay back!

Because the crowd getting crazier. Damn you Mazell I will resent you for this.

That evening.

Sounds of toast filled the bar. One corner of the bar had a table filled with empty jugs, probably the remains of an earlier customer. I am sitting at that table and that guy sat across from me.

By the way, in this world, theres a silent consensus that children below 10 years old need to be accompanied by their parents to drink. Though theres no formal drinking age rule in the kingdom, so technically even a baby can drink, not that Im going to let a baby drink.

May I sit here?

Thats something you ask before sitting.

While drinking the remaining of my ale, I answered that hooded man with a sour smile.

Wont it cause problems if youre here, Hero-sama?

Arent you here too, Viscount-don?

We both joked. We have a close enough relationship to do so.

wow, its lively here isnt it?

Though his voice sounds tired, its obvious that hes also happy.

Thats how great todays events are, or rather, why are YOU asking that?

Youre right, he said while laughing. As expected his face while laughing is also attractive

I called the owner of the shop and ordered two jugs of ale with some food.

Meanwhile, after making sure that the wall covered his face so no one can see it, Mazell took off his hood.

Its late to ask this since I already ordered food but arent you full?

Nah, Im hungry. I have no time to eat earlier because nobles keep talking to me.

This time, he had a wry smile. Of course, a lot of people, especially noble ladies must want to hear this handsome heros accomplishment.

Mazell is given a medal, but in this world, thats not necessarily a good thing. Especially since Mazell is a commoner. The medal itself is made with precious materials, I mean it is a medal. Its just the noble in this kingdom who love to spice things around.

For example, creating a celebratory banquet.

Well since you are here you must have gotten through that banquet, good work, as I thought that the food and ale came to our table. I should say that sausages in this world are delicious.

As expected, this bar owner is considerate. He didnt ask anything after he saw Mazells face. I heard a rumor that in the past, even when the young crown prince sneaks into this bar he can enjoy a comfortable time.

To safe return

Cheers

We chugged our ale until it become empty. Then with a satisfied sigh, we both laughed.

Ah I prefer this to a banquet.

I have to agree.

I too think that drinking in a town bar is better than going to a banquet.

After all, Im a former office worker.

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