Chapter 442. Revealing True Nature
Flare's affectation and hypocrisy were apparent to many.
However, because she hadn't actually done anything yet, no one commented much or predicted what she would do; everyone's focus was temporarily elsewhere.
For instance...
「"How is it? The Royal Capital is magnificent, shocking, and majestic, isn't it?"」
「Flare asked Keyaru proudly. Looking at the giant Royal Capital before him, Keyaru, a rural commoner, was already so shocked he was stumbling over his words, unable to speak at all.」
"Arrived at the highest city of the other world! It's too beautiful, fam! Oh, isn't this the First Princess? Let's look at Lugunica in the distance instead, fam!"
On the spot, many people burst out laughing.
Since it was also an "other world," people inevitably compared this world with Emilia's world, but once they did—well, there was simply no comparison.
To compare them was to throw one away.
During the journey to the Royal Capital, Flare had constantly bragged that her kingdom was the number one country in the world and that the Royal Capital was the most magnificent city in existence, which had effectively raised everyone's expectations.
But looking at it now...
Never mind comparing it to the Royal Capital of the Lugunica Kingdom or the Watergate City (Pristella); it couldn't even compare to the great cities of ancient Earth.
"A hypocritical, pretentious, and megalomaniacal successor to the kingdom, and a truly disappointing 'First' Royal Capital. Furthermore, judging by the situation along the way, the commoners there generally live much more miserably than those in Emilia's world."
Shirogane Miyuki shook his head speechlessly, "Fortunately, Emilia's world isn't this pathetic, otherwise it would be a real embarrassment."
The five candidates in Emilia's world each had their own strengths. Even the most "useless" Felt had actually shown a talent for handling administration during that year in the Watergate City.
Most importantly, they all had their own shining charms.
Even Felt, who perhaps had the least conventional charm, at least genuinely cared for and treated the bottom-tier poor well from the bottom of her heart.
Yet, from the moment First Princess Flare appeared until she returned to the capital, several days had passed. In that time, not only did she fail to show any merits, but she allowed the people of Earth to see right through her hypocrisy.
Although she tried her best to maintain her disguise, her subconscious sense of superiority, her obsession with power, and her attitude of barked orders at subordinates could not be hidden.
She couldn't even measure up to Felt!
Through the comparison of the First Princess, the scale of the capital, and the condition of the commoners, everyone had concluded that aside from the so-called Heroes and Demon King, there might be nothing worth looking forward to in this world.
In Advanced Nurturing High School, some people stole glances at Ayanokouji Kiyotaka with eyes that looked like they were savoring a long-awaited revenge.
In the video, the future Ayanokouji Kiyotaka had been followed by a string of bad luck—getting hit by a car, and then encountering an accident while trying to seize a body. They were incredibly happy to see it.
If they weren't afraid of getting beaten up, they would have started mocking him out loud long ago.
Ayanokouji Kiyotaka looked at the light screen with a calm expression; he didn't care at all what the surrounding students thought.
「"According to the appraisal, your class is Recovery Mage. I bestow upon you the title of the Hero of 'Healing.' Perhaps you can treat the Sword Saint. Fine, you may withdraw."」
「The King dismissed the trembling Keyaru after a brief audience. After learning that the Hero she personally invited was actually a Recovery Mage—a piece of trash with zero combat power—Flare's brow furrowed deeply.」
「Her face was filled with dissatisfaction toward Keyaru.」
「...Keyaru, of humble origin, clearly didn't notice the change in the First Princess's posture toward him. While waiting for the King to bring the Sword Saint for treatment, he stayed in a luxurious palace.」
「During this period, different maids entered his room every night, taking the initiative to undress him. After both sides were stripped bare, they had a frank and hearty bout of pleasure.」
「Where had a commoner like Keyaru ever seen such a spectacle? He indulged in it happily. As a fledgling, he began to become battle-hardened, being squeezed dry.」
...This segment of vulgar content didn't amount to much, other than making people feel that this other world was indeed not very impressive.
After all, the maids were clearly enjoying themselves and were not coerced; it was consensual, so there was nothing much to criticize.
Only Keyaru back in the village turned bright red. The size of his "rod" being exposed to the whole world made him feel unbearably shy.
However, since it was already confirmed that he would become a Hero, the villagers naturally didn't have the guts to tease him. They simply congratulated Keyaru incessantly and tried to build rapport, hoping he would promote them in the future.
Keyaru broke out of his embarrassment and was about to say something, but soon, as the future continued to play, his face gradually turned blank, then ashen, and finally filled with heavy dread.
「Sword Saint Kureha Clyret.」
「She was a beautiful woman with a head of long white hair. Unlike Flare's disguise, she was the type of person who one could tell at a glance was a good person through and through.」
「In a battle against high-level demons, she had lost an arm.」
「"Heal!"」
「Keyaru used his class skill. In the next second, the battles the Sword Saint had experienced and the pain she had suffered entered his mind and body exactly as they were, giving him the agony of a severed limb.」
「The Sword Saint's arm was restored, but Keyaru, amidst the pain, foamed at the mouth and fainted from the sheer agony, collapsing to the ground.」
「The overjoyed Sword Saint wanted to properly repay Keyaru, but Flare stepped forward to prevent her from seeing Keyaru's miserable state, saying with a smile: "The King is waiting for you. Let's do the other things later, shall we?"」
「After hesitating for two seconds, the Sword Saint obeyed the order. Before leaving, she said to Keyaru: "I will do my best to repay your great kindness; I will repay it for a lifetime, Mr. Keyaru."」
「Her good character was evident in her words.」
「In stark contrast to her, after the Sword Saint left, Flare sneered and kicked the unconscious Keyaru with force. With an overwhelming sense of superiority, she said: "What a piece of trash. It was disgusting enough that a lowly commoner like this could become a Hero, but he can't even use his only power of healing properly."」
「"If he faints every time he uses it once, what use is this trash?"」
「Her face was full of disdain for Keyaru. Showing her true colors, she instructed her subordinates: "I don't care if you drug him or brainwash him, do whatever you want. As long as his healing power can be used for me on the battlefield, that's enough. I only want that result; you can mess with him however you like."」
「Once she couldn't be bothered to pretend anymore, Flare's selfish, egoistic, and superior nature—which offered no reward to those of merit but instead utter contempt—was revealed.」
「Her expression, her tone, and the words she spoke were all so natural.」
「And because of that, it appeared all the more disgusting.」
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