Reincarnation Hero Become Villain's

Chapter 9 - Appreciation

The sword of fire in his right hand lit up. Rain falls but does not touch, just around it. Reynald sat firmly on his horse. The sunlight seemed to just want to highlight it.

That sight, made everyone who saw as if they were being slapped by reality. The slap that says "Look, look at it clearly! He is the Chosen One!"

The people who prayed were distracted by the sight of Reynald so dashing and dazzling.

Deg .. deg .. Luria's heart is racing. Likewise with Dumida and the girls in the place.

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The rain had stopped, the sword of fire in Reynald's hand had been extinguished. Survivors gathered outside the village entrance, facing off against Die Acht Viende.

"Thank you for addressing us, Prince." The village leader bowed.

"No need to thank me. We didn't arrive on time." Bestruger put on a guilty face.

"Ah, no. Don't do that, Prince. You and your friends have saved us. If you do not exist, then our fate is finished." The village chief felt more and more guilty.

Bestruger clenched his hand. "We will send help to rebuild this village. Until that time comes, the soldiers will come and create a temporary camp."

"Thank you very much, Prince. Your kindness, we will not forget!" The Village Chief held both hands of Bestruger.

"Yes, you're welcome." Bestruger smiled sincerely.

After greeting and completing the mission, Bestruger led the members of Die Acht Viende to return to the royal capital.

Unlike when departing, Bestruger more swooping and moody. At least that's what he saw in his friends' eyes. His horse race was firmer than the others, like a rush at something. His friends asked to be quieter, but he did not listen.

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Die Acht Viende is back. The news spread quickly to all the people who were in the capital.

"really?! So fast!"

It is what comes to mind when everyone hears the news. The residents enthusiastically welcomed the arrival of Die Acht Viende.

The members of Die Acht Viende walked in pairs of two people slowly and gracefully, making all the citizens amazed. The prince, Bestruger, was at the very front, accompanied by his younger brother, Luria. Behind the two were members who came from noble members.

"Prince, Princess, you are amazing!"

"Miss Dumida! I wish my son could be as strong as you!"

"Ah, Mr. Arstusen you are so handsome!"

Answering the compliments and cheers that went to them, Bestruger and the others replied by waving their hands.

However, the cheers towards Bestruger and the other noble members changed when the last two people appeared.

"THE CHOSEN ONE!"

One shout that changed the flow of praise from praising the members of the nobility, to praising the Chosen One. Everyone cheered the arrival of the Chosen One, forgetting the presence of the other members of Die Acht Viende.

All attention was on Reynald.

"It's too heavy .." said Fidel softly.

"Aren't you used to attention?" reynald asked, to Fidel's surprise and shame.

"Te-of course not. I-I'm not used to attention? Huh! Anywhere maybe!" replied Fidel whose trembling hand was holding the horse's harness.

From a distance, Bestruger glanced back and squinted his eyes.

The eight members of Die Acht Viende faced the king in the royal hall.

"I didn't think you could complete this task so soon. You guys are amazing" praised the King.

"Thank you, Father," replied the kneeling Bestruger. "Thank you, Your Majesty," replied the other Die Acht Viende members except for Luria (because Luria said 'Father', not 'His Majesty').

"What gift do you want?" ask and bargain the King.

King Erdovarte's sudden question, made the members of Die Acht Viende (except Reynald) surprised.

"Really, Father?" ask Bestruger.

"Yes, just say it. This is a worthy appreciation for the results of your work. Say, what gift do you want?"

The members of Die Acht Viende (except Reynald) smiled happily.

"Then, I want to get a new magic sword and necklace. I want to be stronger, Father," said Bestruger.

"If I am, I would like to obtain permission to enter the research room, Your Majesty," Erchied said.

"I ... would like a private rehearsal with Uncle Grant, Your Majesty!" answer Dumida.

"I want to be given permission to serve the kingdom for life, Your Majesty," Deastra replied.

As the members of Die Acht Viende one by one expressed their wishes, Fidel's heart beat faster. He was so happy that his brain could not think of anything because too many options appeared.

"Re-Reynald .. w-what do you want?" ask the trembling Fidel.

"... I want to" replied Reynald.

Luria suddenly stood up. "Dear, I want to marry the Chosen One, Reynald!" luria said loudly, with both hands put together.

Luria's words made the people in the room speech stunned, not least Grant who was beside the King and Reynald whose words were cut.

King Erdovarte smiled at the request of his little daughter.

"What do you think, Chosen One?" ask the King.

"Ah, about that ...." Reynald swooped in for a moment and closed his eyes and stood up. He opened his eyes and bowed with his right hand on his left chest.

"May I draw near to you?"

King Erdovarte slightly slashed his eyes. "Yes, please."

Reynald walked past the kneeling members of Die Acht Viende and Luria who saw him with pupils that seemed to change shape into hearts.

Grant put on a stiff smile as he had already guessed what Reynald would whisper. Reynald whispered of himself being "engaged" to someone.

"Oh, yeah. Don't you want more than one life partner?" lirih the King

"I'm sorry, Your Honor. But I promised him to be a knight and answer destiny, not bring another partner" Reynald said.

The King smiled at Reynald's reply.

"My dear daughter, Luria."

"Yes, Father," replied Luria with a flowery heart.

"Your request will be discussed later personally, because it concerns the future of the kingdom" said the King, who did not want to smash his son's face in front of other members of Die Acht Viende.

"Alright, Ayahanda!"

The King slightly sighed. He then turned back his chest. "Then the last one, Fidel, what do you want?"

Fidel gelapagan's. He involuntarily stood up with tremors like there was an earthquake inside his body.

"Sa-sa-sa-sa-me .." said Fidel stiffly and nervously. He saw every member of Die Acht Viende (except Reynald) looking at him with a look of dislike. And of course, it made him even more nervous and even afraid to convey his wishes.

He who had time would be moody and swooped, glancing forward. He then saw Reynald saying something. Inaudible, but he could read Reynald's lips.

Ka-ta-kan.

That one voiceless remark made the courage hiding within Fidel explode. He raised his head, puffed out his chest, both hands he clenched, the trembling all over his body disappeared instantly.

All the options that were in his head kept popping up like old HP notifications were not opened. His mouth began to open, ready to convey what he wanted.

He was reminded of his brother who was always bullied at school. He remembered the figure of the mother who worked as a maid who was always scolded, insulted, reviled, even doused in hot oil that he had just used to cook.

He also remembered all the bullies that had been struck at him. All oppression without any clear basis directed at him.

Fidel's angry and fearless face left Bestruger and Die Acht members Viende (except Reynald) terrified. They were afraid that Fidel, who was not calm at the moment, would leak all the treatment "given" by Bestruger and others to him.

"I want to ...."

Bestruger's heart and the others beat faster. Cold sweat poured out, gulping spit with fear.

Anger that explodes, wanting revenge. Of all the options he had in mind, there was one thing clearly written on his mind.

Retaliation for all those who hurt me and my family.

However, when he wanted to say what came to light, he suddenly remembered the ice cubes given by Reynald.

The eyes that burned the flames of revenge extinguished for a moment. Lips that want to say.

"What do you want?" ask the King.

Bestruger was a little surprised to hear the King's question. He couldn't say what he wanted to say.

He wants the people who destroyed him and his family to get the right payback. However, deep in his heart he could not say such a thing.

Fidel swooped. He clenched his hands and gritted his teeth.

A coward! You're a real coward, Fidel! Say ... say everything! inner Fidel.

Seeing Fidel's expression that dared not speak made Bestruger and the others able to smile and breathe a sigh of relief.

Ultimately ... coward is still Arstusen's inner coward.

When the atmosphere was silent because Fidel who never conveyed what he asked, Reynald suddenly expressed his request.

"Your Majesty, if I'm not mistaken, I haven't expressed my wish either."

"Oh, right. What do you want, the Chosen One?"

Everyone except Fidel looked back at King Erdovarte and Fidel.

"I want Fidel to be my personal bodyguard."

Everyone was shocked to hear Reynald's request. Fidel's eyes, which had been closed due to confusion, were suddenly opened by Reynald's words.

"The Chosen one, Reynald, are you sure you're asking for it?" ask the slightly panicked Bestruger.

"If you need a bodyguard, then I'm ready to be your bodyguard, the Chosen One," Arstusen said.

"There are a lot of people out there who can be your bodyguards. So, why should you choose someone like him?" ask Erchied.

The members of Die Acht Viende did not accept Reynald's request.

King Erdovarte slightly raised his right hand, telling everyone to calm down. The members of Die Acht Viende went back to their knees and said, "Pardon us, Your Majesty."

The King felt he could guess the intent behind Reynald's request. He smiled happily.

"Fidel, what's your answer?"

Fidel raised his head. Eyes glazed. Someone he had looked at hated, someone who had made his heart envious, without him realizing to be his helper many times.

An offer that never appeared even at a glance in his mind, suddenly became the answer to all his questions and desires.

Fidel straightened his body.

"Yes, I'm willing to be his bodyguard!" fidel answered proudly.

The King smiled, closed his eyes at a glance and slightly nodded. He then gave a message to Fidel.

"Reynald was a precious person, not only for the kingdom, but also for mankind. He is not only an important person for now, but also in the future. Being his bodyguard was a heavy duty and responsibility, but infinite honor was his pay."

The message from the King gave Fidel chills. However, he had already made up his resolve.

"I'll remember your message!" replied Fidel bowing with his right hand on his left chest.

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