The corrupted hero (The rising of the shield hero x male reader).

Chapter 2: Error: Level not found!

Nobody's pov.
 
 
 
Mirellia: Since Mr.(L/N) has just been summoned, he'll need to level up before being able to face a wave, and since we need a good relationship with him, you'll be helping him, Melty.

(Y/N)/Melty: Eh?

Mirellia: You don't have to worry, Mr.(L/N). My daughter is at level 20 at the moment, and she knows pretty strong magic. She'll surely be of help for you.

(Y/N): But, sending the princess to fight...

Mirellia: She looked for it herself by starting a fight with you. Isn't that right, Melty?

Melty: Guh... Sorry.

Mirellia: Good. I still have things to discusse with the other rulers, so I hope you can take him to hunt yourself. There must be a carriage waiting for you outside, so you don't have to worry about how to travel.

The Queen covered her face with her fan once more as she looked straight at Melty, her look was calm but imposing at the same time.

Melty: Yes, mother.

Mirellia: Don't come back too late. If you excuse me.

With that, the Queen left the room, leaving a really awkward atmosphere in the room.

Melty: Alright, you already heard my mother. Let's get going.

(Y/N): ...Ok.

As the two of them went outside of the castle and got inside the carriage, an awkward silence followed them.

(Y/N): (Not only the castle, but the city and the carriage also seem to be from the past of my world. This world is really strange)

Melty: Hey, it's not as if we like summoning people from other worlds to solve our problems... To survive the waves, we need the heroes, we didn't have another choice.

(Y/N): ...I understand, I know it's not your fault and that your world is in danger, so let's just leave that aside.

In about an hour of travelling through the city, they arrived to a forest in where weak monsters appear.

Melty: You shouldn't have problems here, even if your weapon is a knife. The monsters are pretty weak.

(Y/N): Excuse me, but this knife is my friend. His name is Amelio, I would appreciate it if you called it by it's name.

Melty: D-did you seriously put a name to your knife?

(Y/N): Yeah, I plan to draw a face too.

Melty: ...I'm not going to judge you since I don't want to get into more trouble, but please change his name, he'll appreciate it.

(Y/N): It's a she, just so you know.

Melty: That only makes it worse! You know what, let's just go in.

Already tired, Melty walked into the forest followed by (Y/N), who was looking at the options in his status.

Melty: Finally, some balloons. They're the weakest monsters, given you're a hero you could take care of them even with your fists.

(Y/N): Mn? Heh, they're just balloons with a monster face, Amelio can easily take care of-

While (Y/N) sounded confident, he wasn't prepared for the balloons to jump straight at him and start bitting him all over.

(Y/N): Ouch, ouch, ouch! Get off me, you little shits!

As (Y/N) desperately killed the balloons one by one, stabbing them with Amelio, Melty sighed with her hand holding her face.