Exiled to the Graveyard of Heroes, I Revived Them All and Now an Unprecedented Nation of Legends Has Been Born - Chapter 21 & 22: The Hero of [Resurrection]’s Revenge and Confusion | The Hero of [Resurrection] Was Attacked

Chapter 21: The Hero of [Resurrection]’s Revenge and Confusion

We left the tower and spent several days marching toward the Ixion Kingdom’s capital.

All 150 heroes together.

Attacking a great nation’s capital with only 150 people might sound insane—but each one of them was worth an army.

There were a few non-combatants like me in the group, but even we had at least the bare minimum skills to protect ourselves.

On the way, a few massive dragons attacked us. But with dozens of heroes who had already slain dragons before, they didn’t stand a chance. In no time at all, the dragons ended up on the menu as extra rations.

And so, after walking for days, we finally reached the forest just outside the Ixion capital.

“Mm. We arrived at the capital without incident.”

“Getting attacked by a pack of dragons is an incident, you know?”

I gave Silesta some side-eye for her odd comment, then peeked out toward the capital.

“Whoa, those walls are tall.”

“It’s basically a fortress.”

“So that’s what the capital looks like these days, huh.”

“Ufufu, if you spot a handsome guy, let me know. I’ll take him home for a one-night stand.”

“…I’m terrified of the muscle maiden sitting next to me.”

From the cover of the forest, the heroes each voiced their impressions of the capital.

Everyone looked more than ready for the fight ahead.

“Alright, everyone. We move out at night.”

We waited for darkness, and the moment the sun dipped below the horizon, we began our operation.

Thanks to the intel Ayla and Zona had brought back, we already had a good idea which buildings were the weapon factories.

Hm? You’re wondering how we planned to sneak into a capital surrounded by towering walls?

Never underestimate the physical abilities of heroes tempered in the abyss.

“Mm. No enemies in sight. Mister, everyone can climb up now.”

“Roger that.”

We sank our fingers into the stone and scaled the wall one by one.

“You there!! What do you think you’re—”

“[Blade].”

“GYAAH—”

A guard patrolling the top of the wall spotted us mid-climb, but Silesta cleaved him clean in two without a shred of hesitation.

The corpse was tossed over the outside of the wall, making sure to cover our tracks.

“As planned—First Squad, cause chaos across the city. Second Squad, destroy the weapon factories and secure the dwarves. Third Squad, you’re with me—we’ll infiltrate the royal castle and secure Shizukuishi’s friends.”

And if possible, take care of the scums too.

Not that I expected to just run into them in a castle that large.

With that, I led a small unit of heroes, Silesta among them, through the maze-like back alleys toward the royal castle at the heart of the city.

That’s when it happened—

“Hey you—yeah, you over there.”

“Hmm?”

I glanced toward the voice and saw a shady old woman in a hooded cloak.

“She found us. Mister, let me finish her off.”

“Whoa, the old heroes were kinda scary.”

“““!!?”””

Her words froze everyone in place.

We were all wearing cloaks and hoods to hide our identities. You’d have to peek under the hood to see our eye colors.

And yet that old woman had called us out perfectly.

(Could she be one of those attackers Zona had mentioned?)

“Heheheh. Me, an old granny? I can’t exactly go around killing people, you know.”

“Wait—can you read minds?”

“If you live long enough, you learn to read tiny changes in a person’s face. I can tell what they’re thinking.”

“…Why’d you stop me then? What do you want?”

“I’m a fortune-teller. That’s all I do. But say—your fate’s weird, you know.”

She looked me over and said, sounding oddly serious:

“You lost everything, then down in the abyss you gained friends and a crown. But don’t get cocky. Hard times are waiting for you.”

“Hard times?”

“…If you want to know more, pay me.”

She twisted her mouth into a grin.

She came up to us, started a conversation—then tried to squeeze money out of us.

New kind of scam, huh.

“I don’t believe in that stuff. Go away.”

“…Heheh, heheheh!! Fine, that’s fine!! Treat fortune-telling like that and I’m happier for it!! Better than some fool who’s scared of an uncertain future and hands over money like an idiot!”

“W-What are you talking about?”

“Heheheh, never mind. I’m in a good mood, so I’ll give you a free tip. Get rid of the lying princess and the traitorous warrior first. If you let them go, it’ll only cause trouble.”

Right at that moment, loud booms echoed across the capital and smoke rose into the sky.

…The First Squad had started their diversion.

“Mister, we don’t have time. Let’s move.”

“Ah, yeah… right. …Huh?”

When I looked back, the old woman was gone.

No time to worry about it though—we headed straight for the royal castle.

Thanks to the First Squad drawing the guards away, we slipped into the castle without much trouble.

Once inside, we split up to search for Shizukuishi’s friends, keeping our guard up since a few soldiers still remained.

“Y-You lot!! Where did you—”

I grabbed a soldier’s head and squeezed.

Blood and bone splattered everywhere—pretty gross, but there was no time to clean it up, so I ignored it.

After searching through the castle for a while, I heard a man and woman talking nearby.

And the man’s voice sounded really familiar.

“Heh, what’s the harm? Come hang out in my room. I’ll show you a good time.”

“No, seriously, you’re so persistent.”

“Don’t play hard to get. You won’t regret being held by me.”

He was Glenn—my old comrade who had betrayed me—trying to hit on a girl who looked barely grown in the corridor.

With the whole city in chaos outside, he had the nerve to be hitting on someone. Incredible.

I pulled back my hood and spoke up.

“Pushy guys don’t do well, Glenn.”

“Huh? Who the hell are you—calling the future king by his name… who do you think yo—”

“You look like you just saw a ghost.”

“W-Why are you alive…!?”

Glenn faltered when he saw me.

“I came back from the abyss. I came back to take my revenge on you.”

“G-Get away from me!!”

“…Too late. Your reflexes are rusty.”

Glenn drew his sword and swung.

His movements looked painfully slow—not just because I’d ‘leveled up’ a bunch of times in the abyss, but because Glenn himself had let his training slide since we last met.

I batted his blade aside and, with my bare hand, drove straight through his heart.

“Gah.”

“When you wake up next time, I’ll show you hell.”

“N-No, stop…”

Glenn went still.

I planned to take his body back to the abyss and think carefully about how I wanted to finish my revenge.

“Eh? Huh? What just happened!?”

The girl Glenn had been hitting on stared at the scene, completely bewildered.

Then, as I glanced at her properly, it clicked.

Jet-black hair and dark eyes—almost unheard of in this world. A stunning beauty.

And, well… her chest was huge.

She wore a short skirt that showed off her thighs, a blouse, and heavy metal earrings on her ears.

Exactly the description Shizukuishi had given me beforehand.

“You’re… no, are you perhaps Miss Takanashi, the person Shizukuishi mentioned?”

“Uh, y-yeah… I guess…”

“Perfect timing. Will you come with me? Shizukuishi’s worried about you.”

“…Kya—”

“Kya?”

Takanashi stared straight at me and blurted out:

“YOUR FACE ♡ TOTALLY MY TYPE ♡”

“…Huh?”

For a second, I couldn’t process what she’d said.

By the time the meaning hit me, Takanashi had already closed the distance between us—so fast it left me flustered.

“Aaah, I’m Yukino Takanashi ♡ I’m from Japan—uh, I mean another world—and I’m a high school girl ♡ What’s your name, mister?”

“Uh… Elott.”

“Elott♡ Even your name is good ♡ I’m gonna call you El-chi from now on ♡ Sooo, El-chi, do you have a girlfriend!?”

“N-No, I don’t.”

“Then I’m putting my name in ♡ By the way, I’m fine with literally any play, so you can do whatever you want ♡ Oh, wanna know my boob size?”

“W-Wait! Please calm down for a second!!”

I somehow managed to calm Takanashi down and give her a light scolding.

“Look. You’re throwing yourself at a total stranger—someone you literally just watched kill a guy—just because you like his face. That’s… kinda dangerous.”

“Ehh? Nah, it’s fine. If you were actually dangerous you wouldn’t say stuff like that. And that line? Totally melted me already. Also, El-chi, you’ve been sneaking glances at my boobs way too much!!”

“I-I have not!!”

Okay, yes, they were big. I noticed.

But still!!

Stay calm. I, of all people, have to stay calm or this conversation’s going nowhere!!

“A-Anyway, can you just come with me for now?”

“Okaay!!”

“H-Hey, please don’t cling to my arm. Your, uh… chest is pressing against me…”

“I’m pressing it on purpose ♡ El-chi, you’re so cute getting all red just from a little boob press ♡ Let’s get married ♡”

“N-No we are not!!”

I carried Glenn’s corpse and headed toward the rendezvous point with Takanashi and the Third Squad.

Honestly, I also wanted to drag the princess and the saint down into the abyss with me…

But right now, keeping Takanashi safe came first.

―――――――――――――――――――――

[Afterword]

A Random Tidbit

I won’t say much. Just one thing:

Big-breasted, black-haired, earring-loaded gyaru high school girls… they’re great, aren’t they?

If the whiplash between the serious start and the goofy ending gave you a cold, toss some ★s!

And if you caught yourself thinking, “Man, these guys are way too good at infiltrating,” “Glenn getting insta-killed was hilarious,” or “Yup, I get the author’s taste now,” —then please leave a comment, bookmark, ★rating, or review!

Chapter 22: The Hero of [Resurrection] Was Attacked

I carried Takanashi—Shizukuishi’s friend—and headed to the courtyard of the royal castle, the rendezvous point for the Third Squad.

Takanashi clung tightly to my arm, and Silesta’s first words were immediate.

“Mister. I don’t mind if you have lots of wives, but please know when and where is appropriate.”

“I-I’m not to blame!!”

“Eh? Am I not good enough? I’ve got big boobs and a nice butt, thick thighs, and a tiny waist. Any guy would want to hug this body, right?”

“Mister, can I tear that girl’s boobs off?”

I quickly grabbed Silesta to stop her from trying to rip Takanashi’s chest off.

“By the way, who’s this corpse?” 

“That’s Glenn—the warrior who betrayed me.”

“Huh. …He kinda looks like one of the high-ranking officers who set me up, so he makes me uncomfortable.”

With that, Silesta tore Glenn’s face to pieces with her blade.

O-Oh—yikes, that was brutal.

While I was still reeling from Silesta’s sudden move, a few more heroes arrived, slightly behind schedule.

They were carrying someone.

“L-Let me go!! You think you’ll get away with doing this to me!?”

“Look, leader!! We brought you the woman you hate so much you want to kill her!!”

The person they dragged along was the Ixion Kingdom’s first princess—Melia Le Ixion.

“What, y-you’re alive!?”

“I’ve been wanting to see you, Princess.”

“Y-You’re not planning to abduct me and do something indecent, are you!?”

“Ugh, don’t say disgusting things like that.”

For a moment, I honestly thought my stomach was going to turn inside out.

Just then, a few more heroes arrived, dragging along another girl.

“W-What are you people!? Kidnapping me won’t get you anything!!”

She was a lovely girl with chestnut-colored hair, radiating a soft, airy vibe even as she glared at us in fear.

Takanashi let out a little “Ah!”

“Onocchi! Heyyy!”

“Huh!? Yukino-chan, you got kidnapped too!?”

“Kidnapped? More like, I wanted to come. Anyway, check out El-chi’s face.”

“Eh? Um…”

“Total hottie, right? He’s so my type, I’m full-on flirting right now.”

“T-That’s no good!! You can’t fall for your kidnapper!! That only happens in dramas!!”

Hmm. This must be Otogiri—the one Shizukuishi had told me about.

And judging from her eyes, she was very much on guard against us.

“So—what did you do, Rocoro?”

“I took out a few of the butlers near her and got carried away—turned one into a chunk of meat. Anyway, Elott, I’ve got two reports for you.”

“…Did something happen?”

“I’ll keep it short. While searching the castle, we found what looked like the king’s corpse. It was messed up—so damaged that even your [Resurrection] couldn’t fix it.”

“Wha—”

I couldn’t help but lose my cool for a moment.

Our raid was mainly supposed to smash the weapon factories and kidnap Shizukuishi’s friends and the dwarves. Taking the princess or grabbing Glenn were just side goals.

We hadn’t planned on assassinating the king.

If the king was dead, the Ixion Kingdom would tumble into chaos fast. That might sound fine—let the kingdom collapse on its own—but Ixion was a major power.

If it fell, neighboring countries would be dragged down too, and Noel’s beloved Bandelt would suffer.

I didn’t want that to happen, so I’d planned to deal with the king carefully after thinking things through.

Of course everyone knew that, so none of the heroes would have killed the king on purpose.

So who the hell had done it?

“And your other report?”

“Another isekai person—Yamada—he’s nowhere to be found.”

I heard Rocoro’s report and turned to Melia, hoping she might know something.

“Princess, where is Yamada?”

“I-I don’t know!! Release me at once!! If you do, I’ll forgive all your rudeness up until now!!”

“Mister, this girl doesn’t get it. Can I kill her once?”

“Go ahead.”

We didn’t have time for polite interrogation.

We needed to squeeze information out of her—by force if necessary—so we could find and secure Yamada fast.

Just as Silesta raised her [Blade] to slice Melia apart—

“That would be troublesome, yo.”

In the next instant, the heads of Silesta and every hero standing near Melia went flying.

It took a second to process.

But my instincts, sharpened in the abyss, screamed enemy ambush, and I immediately dropped into battle mode.

“Elott!! Jump back!!”

“—!”

Thanks to Rocoro’s sharp command, I reacted in time.

By a hair’s breadth, I dodged—losing a few strands of hair instead of my head.

Everyone else in the area—Takanashi, Otogiri, the heroes—weren’t so lucky.

They were all dead.

“…Surprising, ya. Didn’t think two of you would dodge.”

The attacker wore a hood and a grotesque mask.

The voice sounded like a girl.

Her outfit and that strange way of speaking matched exactly with the description Zona had given of the mysterious assailant.

“W-Who are you!? Don’t you dare touch my body—that’s rude!”

“Don’t thrash, yo. My job is to chase them away, ne.”

The masked attacker had somehow scooped Melia up to her side and, with a light tap on the head, rendered the struggling princess unconscious.

“Who are you? Why are you siding with the kingdom?”

“I’m not siding with them, yo. It’s just that my master doesn’t want the story to end yet, ne.”

“…Story?”

The masked girl murmured, “I said too much, na,” then warned us flatly:

“If you don’t leave right now, I’ll kill you all, yo.”

“!?”

The murderous intent slammed into us.

Even though I’d grown much stronger than before, it felt like the air had been sucked out of my chest.

Zona had warned us heroes wouldn’t be a match. I’d heard the warning, but I hadn’t expected someone so far above us.

Still—Rocoro stepped forward.

“Sorry, but we can’t just leave you be.”

“…The Hero of [Slaughter], ne. Sorry, but you can’t beat me, yo. If I get serious, your bodies will be so smashed you won’t be able to be resurrected, ne.”

“Even so, I’m the oldest among the heroes, so I can roughly tell the difference in strength. But you—aren’t you something even more terrifying than the Demon Lord?”

“…”

“The pressure I feel from you is the same as when I first saw the ‘Wicked Dragon.’ You’re on that level or higher, and you radiate pure evil. You can’t be allowed to run free.”

Rocoro stared at the masked girl with a look like he’d steeled himself for whatever came next.

The girl shrugged, and her murderous aura eased a little.

“Just kidding, yo. I wasn’t ordered to wipe you lot out, ne. But chasing you off looks like a hassle, da. What a bother, na.”

Then she thrust her right hand forward.

Rocoro braced, expecting an attack—but the girl wasn’t striking.

A hole opened in the air, and she pulled a woman with angel wings out of it.

“This angel is one of your companions, ne?”

“Zona!?”

It was Zona—torn and battered—yanked through that rift.

“Ah, m-my king… I’m so sorry…” 

“If you withdraw peacefully, I’ll return the angel, yo.”

“Rocoro, let’s retreat.”

“Really? But that princess is your sworn enemy, right?”

“My comrades matter more. We have to be able to resurrect everyone, besides.”

“…All right. If the leader says so, I’ll follow.”

Rocoro released his battle stance and gathered up the severed heads and torsos of the fallen heroes.

The masked girl nodded in satisfaction at our choice to retreat, dropped Zona onto the ground, and stepped back a little—clearly signaling that we could take her.

I scooped Zona into my arms, ready to pull out.

――BOOOOOM!!!

Out of nowhere, a beam of light ripped across the sky and struck the masked girl head-on.

““What the!?””

My voice overlapped with Rocoro’s as we both snapped toward the source.

And there it was.

A towering steel giant. Its glossy black armor gleamed under the moonlight, streaked with glowing red lines like veins.

The earth shook with every thunderous step it took as it closed in on the royal castle.

…Holy crap. That thing looked badass!!

『Haaahahahaha!! Don’t know who the hell that shady chick was, but the snipe was a total success!! Good thing I went with long-range weaponry after all! As expected of my beloved macha—Redline!』

A boy’s voice boomed from inside the giant. It was cheerful, giddy—like he was having the time of his life.

『Idiot!! What if you hit one of your fellow countrymen inside the castle!? Be more careful!! And don’t just fire at someone when you don’t even know who they are!!』

『Ow—hey, don’t hit me!! The cockpit’s cramped, I can’t even dodge in here!!』

『Wait a sec… the guy standing down there… that’s the [Resurrection] Hero, isn’t it!?』

…Huh? Seriously, what the hell was happening!?

―――――――――――――――――――――

[Afterword]

A Random Tidbit

Redline (named by Yamada)

Redline was the heavily armored humanoid combat machine Yamada secretly developed with the dwarves. Aiming to balance defense and mobility, it ended up with insanely thick armor plus gigantic boosters and fuel tanks strapped to its back.

Its right arm carried a shield that doubled as a pile bunker. The left arm held a rifle-sword that worked as both gun and blade. Missile pods were mounted on both legs and both shoulders. The cockpit was tiny—barely half a tatami mat in size.

Because of its ridiculous weight, fuel burned out fast, giving it only about fifteen minutes of operation time. Yamada had dreamed of adding a system to jettison the armor and weapons for maximum performance, but they didn’t have the parts—so that feature never made it in.

If you’re thinking, “Wait, no armor-jettison system?!” then toss some ★s!

And if you found yourself thinking, “Silesta trying to tear her boobs off,” “Zona getting owned—lol,” or “YAMADA!!” —don’t forget to leave a comment, bookmark, ★rating, or review!