Heroes' Prison

Chapter 195 - 193: The Hero Who Has Not Yet Grown Up

At this moment, the golden sunset outside the window shone obliquely into the cabin, filling it with a warm and cozy feeling. Teemo and Tristana, the two children, were like two little elves from the forest, living carefree lives in this secluded little cabin.

"Big brother, do you eat mushrooms?" Tristana put down her cannon, picked up a skewer of grilled mushrooms, and asked Huang Yi.

"No need, you guys eat!" Huang Yi reached out and touched her little head.

"Big brother, where are you from?" Teemo bit into a small mushroom and asked Huang Yi with big eyes full of curiosity.

Huang Yi smiled slightly, "I come from a very distant place, wandering around the world. What about you?"

Tristana ate a small mushroom and took a bite of an apple, then said, "We are both Yordles from Bandle City. Our tribe sent us to check out the situation in the Desolate Sands. Lately, near Dragon City, there have been many gatherings of the Sand Thief King’s Skeleton Army. If they breach Dragon City, it’s likely they will continue to push forward, ravaging this forest and threatening our beautiful Bandle City. So, we need to detect that big baddie’s movements in time and provide information to our tribe."

"Isn’t the Sand Thief King always in the Desolate Sands? Why would he leave there to invade other places?" Huang Yi asked.

"I heard the adults say that the world is not so peaceful lately, and The Seven Archdemons have started to stir again, even the most formidable King of Hell is showing some ominous signs. That big baddie, the Sand Thief King, is the lapdog of the King of the Fallen, Biliev. If The Seven Archdemons are to re-emerge, then the Sand Thief King will certainly be a vanguard, invading various parts of the continent, no longer confined to just the small Desolate Sands," Teemo said while chewing on the small mushroom, his little face greasy from the juice.

Upon hearing this news, Huang Yi suddenly remembered the words said by the White Dragon King recently, who also mentioned that The Seven Archdemons would gather again to bring havoc to the world, and all things would face a great calamity once more. Thirty years ago, it was just the Dark King Uk’ar who caused rivers of blood to flow across the continent and living beings to be in torment, leading even the mighty Windhammer Kingdom to ruin. And that catastrophe only occurred on this particular continent, representing a local disaster. Now, with The Seven Archdemons reuniting, and even the most terrible King of Hell set to emerge, the scope of impact would undoubtedly be worldwide, affecting every continent.

"But sending you two children here is far too unsafe!" Huang Yi looked at the two children and said.

"We volunteered for this! To become heroes, we must go through all sorts of hardships. When Teemo and I grow up, we both want to become heroes as great as the Divine Marksman Ica," Tristana said firmly.

Hero! No one was more familiar with the term than Huang Yi because his Heroes’ Prison held thousands of famous heroes from various eras. The Divine Marksman Ica mentioned by Tristana was a great hero well-known in the world today.

Ica was originally a student at the Oskan Royal Academy. Thirty years ago, when the continent was ravaged by the Dark King Uk’ar, he specially came to this land and destroyed one of Uk’ar’s avatars, playing a significant role in driving Uk’ar back to the Abyss of the Undead. Later, his deeds were chronicled in history, and the Oskan Royal Academy bestowed upon him the title of Divine Marksman, officially enshrining him as a hero. Since then, countless Bards in every corner of the continent sang of his story, and he became the lifelong aspiration of many archers and gunners on the continent. Many people wished to become a hero as great as he was.

"Is there any condition to become a hero?" Huang Yi asked with interest. A hero was not just a simple title, but a distinct status. Many powerful individuals didn’t bear the title of hero, which was an exceedingly prestigious designation not achievable through mere strength alone.

"I heard the adults say that to become a hero, one must meet three conditions! The first is to reach level 100 Holy Domain strength. Teemo and I haven’t yet reached that; we’re only at level 45, still far, far away," Tristana said, her little face slightly saddened. "The second condition is to earn a widely recognized Name Bestowing, just like Ica’s Name Bestowing ’Divine Marksman.’ Teemo and I have already thought of our own Name Bestowings! If we ever get the chance, I would like to be called the ’Megling Gunner.’ Teemo wants the Name Bestowing ’Swift Scout.’ What do you think?" After speaking, Tristana looked up at Huang Yi with her little face, eagerly awaiting his praise.

"Hmm, not bad!" Huang Yi nodded.

Teemo took over the conversation, "If those two requirements are met, we can go to the Oskan Royal Academy on the Central Continent and undergo the hero promotion trials. After passing the trials, we can be enshrined as heroes!" Having said that, Teemo finished his skewer of small mushrooms and could not help but reach out to wipe his mouth.

"Don’t wipe with your hands! That’s so dirty!" Right then, Tristana huffed at Teemo, taking out a little handkerchief embroidered with small flowers and handed it to him.

Teemo obediently took the handkerchief and wiped his mouth.

"Actually, what Teemo just mentioned are just the conditions for becoming a Legendary Hero! To become a higher ranked Epic Hero, one must also comprehend a certain spirit. But I don’t even know what spirit is, and only a few individuals like Georgia, the Sword Emperor, the Ascender, and others have ever comprehended spirit and become Epic Heroes, eventually achieving Divine Enthronement. Even if we use our whole lives, we can’t achieve their level of Achievement. We would be satisfied just becoming Legendary Heroes!" After finishing her apple, Tristana tossed the core out the window, stuffing her mouth full of food, her cheeks bulging and speech barely discernible.

"Then go for it! You can definitely become heroes!" Huang Yi encouraged.

"If I become a hero, I want to be the captain of the Megling Commandos in Bandle City!" At this point, Tristana put up both little hands on the table, propping up her chin, and said with full anticipation.

"If I become a hero, I want to be the captain of the city’s Main Fleet Scouts!" Teemo’s large eyes also brightened as if he had already become a hero, "Then we can work together on missions!"

"Big brother, do you want to be a hero?" Tristana asked Huang Yi, gazing at him with her youthful face lit by the sunset outside the window, beaming with spiritual energy.

"Of course! But becoming a real hero is so hard. As long as you feel proud of yourself, then you are your own hero!"

"But, if you are not named by the Oskan Royal Academy, you can’t be considered a hero, and it doesn’t improve your strength. Only after the Hero Naming Ceremony will you get enhanced hero attributes, and then you can learn hero skills! Those skills are very powerful!" said Teemo, clenching his little fists.

Huang Yi smiled slightly without saying anything. Talking about becoming heroes at this moment was premature, as he didn’t know when he would be able to reach level 100. However, he figured it might be easier for him to become a hero than others, as his Heroes’ Prison held thousands of heroes—he could learn from them and find out how to become a hero more easily.

Gradually, the sunset outside the window fell, and the last ray of afterglow vanished over the distant mountains. Inside the cottage in the woods, Teemo and Tristana were still talking about their heroic dreams.

Those dreams were both distant and seemingly just ahead.

Darkness began to envelop the forest, and the sounds of wild beasts roaring started coming from outside, signaling the dangerous night in the forest had arrived, and the beasts were coming out to hunt for their prey.

"Pop~" Tristana lit a candle and placed it on the table. The orange flame spread across the small cabin, flickering constantly, casting the shadows of the three of them.

"It’s like this every day, so boring!" Tristana said, propping her chin with her hands, looking at the flickering candle flame.

"I’m not bored, I can charge my blow dart gun!" At that moment, Teemo took out a small bamboo tube from his waist belt, took a small bowl from his storage ring, filled it with some green poison, applied some onto little arrows, and loaded them into his bamboo tube.

"Your weapon is too weak! It’s much more satisfying to fire my big cannon!" Tristana said proudly, touching the massive barrel of her cannon.

"Hmph! Your cannon is so big that it can be heard hundreds of meters away when it fires, but my blow dart gun, silent and invisible, is perfect for a scout like me," Teemo pouted in defense.

"Actually, I can help you improve your blow dart gun to make it more powerful, and you won’t have to manually apply poison anymore," Huang Yi suddenly said. Back in the real world, he had extensive knowledge about various models of firearms and crossbows. Sometimes in the wild, without proper guns, he often made gadgets like blow dart guns and spring guns with simple tools, becoming quite an expert in this field.

"Ah? Really?" Teemo’s eyes lit up with expectation.

Huang Yi nodded, "Do you have any materials? Or parts from elsewhere would do, too. Let me see if there are any suitable components that can be used."

"Sure! Last time, that big-headed inventor Heimerdinger just gave me some gadgets, see if there’s something useful!" Teemo said, pouring a pile of small items from his storage ring, including little robots, small gourds, little clocks, stones, and a range of assorted trinkets.

"Hmm? This is... a rune stone?" Just then, Huang Yi noticed a fist-sized stone with several strange patterns carved on it, faintly shimmering with light, which unmistakably resembled a rune stone. He had used the Toxic Disease Rune Stone and the Silence Rune Stone before and was very familiar with them; he recognized it as a rune stone at a glance.

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