Chapter 145. National Treasure – FFF-CLASS TRASHERO – Light Novel

Chapter 145. National Treasure

The barbecue party lasted for 1 hour. I think this was enough for a rest, so I dismissed everyone.

Some tried to protest, saying that the party was just beginning, but if the whole group of the Hero was resting, who would protect the world of Fantasy?

To get back to Earth sooner, you have to work hard.

33 years in the fantasy world.

I’ve been here for too long.

– Thief E. Where is the Chaos Artifact located?

– Follow me.

We were walking through the unprotected palace.

There have also been many cases on Earth where people relied too much on CCTV cameras and then regretted it.

The Elven King made the same mistake.

The spirits have been entrusted with guarding the palace, but for me they are not an obstacle. As soon as they saw the First Spirit, they immediately opened the doors.

And it didn’t end there.

The spirits pretending to be innocent began to rob.

Instant transformation from guards to robbers!

Spirits do not understand the real value of works of art or jewelry that humans and elves knew a lot about, but the First Spirit ordered them to do it for fun, so they obeyed.

– Incredible.

Seeing this, I chuckled.

Ordinary robbers begin to take the most expensive. But the spirits, who did not know what was valuable, simply took everything in the palace that caught their eye.

There was no purpose to sell and get rich.

It’s all just for fun.

– Eh?! Where are my shoes? Lost?! And there are no pants?!

The spirits, looking at the confused king, began to laugh.

His fellow tribesmen were now dying in the war, but he was busy trying to find his missing things.

Although, of course, he wasn’t looking for them himself.

He ordered the spirits to do it.

However…

– E ?! Why did the spirits” affection for me fall so much?!

After the release of the First Spirit, all other spirits fell under her influence.

Because the attribute of the First Spirit “Spirit.”

It doesn’t matter how friendly the Elven King was with them. If the First Spirit doesn’t like him, that’s the end.

Strong friendships can easily be replaced by enmity.

While I was following Thief E, who led me to the Artifact of Chaos, I secretly asked the First Spirit:

– Auntie. Can you remove the spirits that have clung to my body?

– I’m not an aunt! Call me by name.

– Name?

– You heard the name during the party…

– Auntie.

-… making an exception just for you. Hmph! If you order them, they will unstick from you, but isn’t that too cruel? It’s the same if you order your subordinate, who began to work for money and status for you, to quit smoking and drinking.

– Indeed…

I’ve been told before that my body smells good.

Apparently this was preserved even after I became a spirit. I didn’t think that a just Hero could become a drug for someone.

Elf B, who followed us in shadow, didn’t say anything.

Her eyebrows trembled every time the spirits running around the palace, as if they were on a playground, smashed an expensive vase or spoiled some painting, but she obediently adhered to the role of a slave.

– He is here.

Soon Thief E led me to the right place.

As I suspected, this was a treasure.

This place was tightly closed both physically and magically, so even spirits could not get there so easily.

However…

Even such a solid iron door is nothing in front of the Holy Sword Nuclon.

The iron door fell and we were able to get inside.

I expected to be in total darkness, but the room shone with glowing emeralds.

I glanced at the neatly folded jewels, but never I was able to determine which of these is the Artifact of Chaos.

So I asked Thief E:

– Which one?

Due to the fact that Thief E was buried in the ground for a long time, she got very hungry, so without further ado she ate meat at the party, which is why she immediately became kinder and walked forward without wrangling.

Straight to the Chaos Artifact.

– This is it.

She took it in her hands a bottle of rainbow-colored liquid.

Is this the Tears of the Elven King?

One of the three hidden treasures of Elfheim.

This is a very rare elixir that can only be made from special ingredients at the moment when someone from the royal family is born who has eternal life.

Heals all diseases and wounds, as well as gives youth and long life.

But there is only one bottle.

If there were many born in the royal family, it would be possible to collect and store a lot of such an elixir, but the reality is that their mortality rate is higher than the birth rate.

Elf B spoke for the first time:

– Many princes and princesses married Heroes who were ordinary people. You cannot use the half-blood placenta for the elixir. And a born child can never be a purebred elf. This is just a long-lived person.

Therefore, the royal self was few.

Anyway…

– Is this an Artifact of Chaos?

– Not an elixir inside, and the bottle itself.

– Give it to me.

– Just don’t drink. You have incredible abilities, so even if you accept it, there will be no effect.

– I will not.

I’m only interested in Elder’s memories 1, imprisoned in the Chaos Artifact.

***

And this time the main character was the First Hero. But none of his lovers could be seen.

Instead, a dwarf with a crown on his head appeared.

It was immediately obvious from him that he is the king of the dwarves.

– I want to escape.

The First Hero, with a serious expression on his face, told a pitiful story.

– Hoho! The hero should not talk about this!

– I was able to seal the immortal Demon Lord, and this world found peace. And now this calm world does not need a strong Hero.

– Friend. Aren’t you just a Hero now, but also a husband and a father?

– Friend?. Hey, are you all right?!

The Dwarf King was embarrassed by the sudden bursting of tears.

– I’m tired.

– Yes, you can see it.

– The whole family is quarreling over me. If I do something, it necessarily leads to bad consequences. If I go out with Wife A, then Wife B and Wife C start nagging. And if I start meeting with everyone in turn, then they quarrel over the queue. So I decided to create clones, but things only got worse. Children don’t talk to me, but I think they are also unhappy with a lot. I can’t do anything about it.

The man who started the harem wanted to live alone.

It’s just the whims of a man who has everything?

– Hmm. It seems that a lot has accumulated in you.

– I’m happy when I just manage to sleep alone.

– Hoho! When we traveled, you couldn’t live a day without a woman, friend…

– Then I was a young fool.

– This behavior too not really your age… ” said the dwarven king, nervously tapping his fingers on the arms of the chair he was sitting on.

And then he continued:

– You chose the wrong person to ask for good advice. Friend, as you know, there are no women among the dwarves. Therefore, in order to win the favor of women of other races, as well as to care for them, we give them gifts made through our craftmanship. But even this is not easy. Harem? We are grateful if the wife does not want to divorce us.

In short, to me you look like a bouncer who simply cannot take responsibility.

– Here’s how…

– If you understand, let’s have a drink. I am not as great as you, and my life is already coming to an end. When I was young, I dreamed of winning the heart of the most beautiful girl with the best work of my craft, but now it is enough for me to live out my days drinking good alcohol. A! Although if you look well, you can find a way to prolong life. But usually works of art begin to be appreciated after the death of the author. I want my works, which I, as my own children, were loved by many for a long time.

– Could you die for the sake of children?

– They say that all parents are ready for this.

The First Hero, as if digesting a conversation with the king of the dwarves, was silent for a while, but then he spoke again:

– Honestly, I didn’t come for advice.

– Apparently, you’ve already decided everything for yourself.

– Yes.

– So you came because you need something. Do you need gifts to give wives goodbye? Hmm, I’m sorry, but how many wives do you have now?

– I’m not looking for gifts for wives.

– Then why?

I roughly guessed what the First Hero was going to say. Apparently thanks to this, I was able to see this memory.

– I need a medicine bottle.

– Not a beautiful vase, but just a bottle for medicine?

– I have a daughter who is sick with an incurable disease. Apparently due to the fact that part of the curse of one of the Five Calamities was transferred to her, sealed in my hand. Therefore, she periodically needs to take medicine or go through a cleansing process with the help of my skills, but if I disappear, she will have to rely only on medicines. But this medicine has a short shelf life.

– I understand what you are talking about.

– Is it possible?

– Ho! How can you say that? I am the king of the dwarves. I was even able to solve the problem when you asked me to make a weapon with which you can deal with the Demon Lord. Some bottles are nothing to me! And by the way. I already have one ready.

The Dwarven King pulled a glass bottle from his pocket.

This is exactly what I know.

– Is this?

– Yes. Outwardly, this is just a medicine bottle, but it looks pretty luxurious, doesn’t it? It was actually a vase. If you don’t change the standing water in the vase, then the roots of the flower begin to rot, right? But I was too lazy to change the water. Therefore, I wanted to somehow change it, but nothing came to my mind. And besides, what kind of flowers can be in the underground, where the sunlight does not reach?

– So the liquid inside will not deteriorate?

– Yes. It looks unpretentious, but in fact it is made of rare and expensive materials, and the creation process is rather complicated, so I could not make it anymore. But what is stored inside does not deteriorate and does not change its structure, no matter how many years have passed. Now I use it as a jar for alcohol. How is it? Will this work?

– Quite.

*****

Do they say it’s too cruel?

The vase that some dwarf made out of boredom has become a hidden treasure of the Elven Kingdom.

So, whatever you put here, it does not spoil?

This is even better than vacuum packing.

– Thief E. How many Chaos Artifacts have you collected?

– At the same time, five.

– This is too little! You have three in your family, so you only found two. What have you been doing all this time?!

– Mom even revealed this information to her daughter’s groom…

The truth is that you yourself told about it.

Thief E already had a brooch.

I also knew about the “imperial princess garter belt.” A total of 6.

And to move through dimensions, you need 9 artifacts.

So, you need to collect another 3.

– Do you know the approximate location of some other artifact?

– The wife of a marquis of a kingdom in the northern continent. The name of the Sosiris clan. But her husband died early, so there are various ominous rumors. I checked from afar, so I don’t know exactly what this thing is, but this is exactly what the woman constantly carries with her.

Sosiris?

I think I’ve heard this somewhere…

->Answer: This is the nickname used by the Demon Lord’s daughter.

Thank you! Miss Trainee!

Sausage. The nickname of that cowardly demonic woman.

– But it’s still early, it’s only 7. Two more are missing. Hmm…

Maybe it’s worth wandering around looking for?

Thinking about it, I shook my head.

While I was sleeping, Luke challenged the Demon Lord, but lost, due to which his reputation dropped dramatically, but thanks to his failure, I was able to reclaim the lands taken by the demons.

Is this called turning bad luck into luck?

I think I can graduate without any problems.

So I don’t want to waste time learning about some simplistic methods.

The First Spirit, sitting comfortably on my head, said:

– You’re going to go to the Demon Lord?

– Yes. Although you are probably sorry, because you just got free.

– It’s okay. I know a way.

– A way?

– I’ll tell you when we next meet. Heeh!

The First Spirit looked at Elf B and smiled.

Did the two make some secret deal during the party?

But that doesn’t interest me. I learned that my attribute is “human,” so I had no further questions for the First Spirit.

Sorry to tell her this, but we won’t see you again.

– Well, let’s go.

Sorry for Luke, who for 6 years was looking for the Holy Sword and companions in the central and northern continent, but I, imprisoned on the continents of Fantasy for 33 years, don’t want to wait any longer.

I summoned my spirits and gave the command:

– Spirits! We attack the Demon Lord’s castle.

I saved the central continent, which fell because of another Hero.

It can’t be that a great Hero can’t graduate.

I didn’t use forbidden skills. Miss Trainee checked everything. If she is mistaken, then I will go on a date with her.

->Displeasure: For some reason, this is what you easily remember…

There is no reason for me to fail.

As limited and narrow-minded as the God of the fantasy world is, this time he cannot interfere.

– It’s time.

It’s time to return to Earth.

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