Crackle, crackle.
It was time to sleep after the meal.
I decided to take the first watch, sitting in front of the campfire and checking the condition of my spear and armor.
I had firmly barricaded the entrance and the connecting corridor, but there was still a risk that they could be breached like before.
"Brother. Can I talk to you for a moment?"
But perhaps because of the events of the day?
Ga-ram, who had been tossing and turning under the blanket, eventually couldn't fall asleep and started talking to me.
"Rest up. We need to conserve our energy for tomorrow."
"I can't sleep."
"Do you still not trust me?"
"No, no, it's not that I don't have the shame to distrust you after you risked your life to save me."
Yi Ga-ram hastily shook her head in response to my probing question.
I could faintly see her fingers fidgeting under the blanket.
"...I just wanted to ask you something."
Was her shy approach after such silence due to anxiety?
Whatever the reason, if that question was keeping her awake, I had to address it, so I nodded, and she immediately asked her question.
"Brother, you really hate heroes, don't you?"
"I do."
It was a response without a trace of falsehood.
A response anyone but a hero would empathize with.
"You've seen heroes too, right? You know how they mistreat adventurers and laborers like me."
I've seen dozens die from arrogance and carelessness, even in front of monsters they'd met before.
Heroes were invariably creatures of such nature.
Unless the system entrenched in human society were overhauled, such types would continue to increase.
The endless influx of so-called heroes exploiting the overwhelming majority of citizens and foreign workers alike.
"Then, why did you agree to join my party...?"
"If you want to resent me, you can."
However, unlike them, this child, having realized her place, could no longer hold pride in herself.
Her passive demeanor would surely be seen as contemptible even by the idolizing masses.
As much as I struggled to take care of myself, I couldn't shamelessly exploit such a child.
"Because you deserve better."
All the more because I was the reason she ended up in such a state.
Even so, I was prepared to accept whatever response came my way.
"...No, I don't resent you."
Actually, Yi Ga-ram harbored no resentment.
She just gave me a bitter smile and spoke.
"You saved me, and more than that, if I hadn't met you, I would have acted like the other heroes when facing similar enemies."
Instead, she thought that losing her confidence through our meeting might be the reason she was still alive.
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I Became a Foreign Worker Loved by Transcendents
Action[the i do not own and fanfic that is heavily inspired by the original work][Author(s)글로벌레[dark fantasy] Description [Unique Trait - Those you meet will remember you. No matter what happens, they will remember you forever.] In a world on the brink of...