Hero's Mother After – Chapter 32 Mysterious Hero Syndrome, Part 1
Fleur's POV
"Geh! Fleur, the Black Rose."
"Huh! Elsa, the Wild Woman."
"Huh? Do you two know each other?"
Why does Serena-sama always seem to attract dangerous people?
Well, I can't say it out of obligation, since I'm also called the "villainess" representative... But to choose Elsa after me, of all people.
Is it safe to say... that she's a "brute"?
She's quite famous for being savagery.
"Well, I do know... But it's not like we have a deep connection or anything. Elsa-san is a celebrity, after all!"
"If that's the case, Fleur-san would also be a celebrity, right?"
"Well, we both are, aren't we?"
"I see... Just like oil and water."
"Could it be that you two don't get along? I'm not quite sure, but have Fleur and Elsa ever had a conflict?"
"We haven't had any direct conflicts, but Elsa-san is often compared to me as a 'brute'..."
"And Fleur-san is famous for being 'scheming,' right?"
""Ku...""
"It's true, Fleur, the intellectual, and Elsa, the physical powerhouse... They're complete opposites, aren't they?"
"Well, yes. But since we're fated to meet, let's get along."
"Yeah, I don't have any personal grudges either. Let's be friends."
Serena's POV
"Speaking of which, Fleur, have you heard of the 'Hero Syndrome'?"
"I have heard of it... It appears in the bloodline of the Four Professions: Hero, Saint, Sage, and Sword Saint. If I remember correctly, Elsa's lineage belongs to the Hero Zect and Sword Saint Lida."
Oh, so Zect-niichan' and Lida-neechan's family?
Although Mama and Lida-neechan don't know each other that well, they do have a slight resemblance.
And now that I mention it, if I add Lida-neechan's aura and Zect-niichan's gaze... Yes, she do resemble Mama.
And... Lida-neechan is concerned of her height, so I understand why Elsa is tall.
But what is this 'Hero Syndrome'?
My appraisal is on par with that of a Sage... That's what everyone says.
So if that's normal, there shouldn't be anything strange about her body.
Besides, Zect-niichan, who is a Hero, and Lida-neechan, who is also a Sword Saint, haven't mentioned anything like that.
So, I wonder what this 'Hero Syndrome' is?
And what should I do?
"By the way, Elsa, have you ever fought anyone?"
"In this peaceful world, no, but I've had mock battles before."
"In that case, how about a mock battle with me?"
"Serena-sama, I have the Hero Syndrome! It's dangerous!"
Since my body is inherited from Dad, I should be fine.
Besides, if I don't do this, there's probably no other way to find out.
"I showed you my power, right? And..." I paused, allowing the weight of my words to sink in. What should I do? It's strange to know someone who has died... Right?
"I'm acquainted with the Great Sage Mel," I continued, "but I've never heard of the Hero Syndrome from Mel... That's why I want to know what it is."
"Are you acquainted with Mel-sama? Then let's definitely... have a mock battle."
"Um, Serena-sama... Elsa has the Hero Syndrome and is a brute, so she's really strong... Please be careful."
"Yeah... I'll probably be fine."
I'll have to be careful not to injure her too much... Let's be cautious.
Now, the three of us arrived at the forest.
"Well then, shall we, Elsa?"
"Serena-sama, you're underestimating me too much. Why are you using bare hands..."
"Don't worry, Elsa. It just a wooden sword... If you're having a hard time, we can think of something else."
However, if she comes from a Hero lineage, why was she a slave?
I'll ask later.
"Okay... Then I won't hold back."
Elsa lunged forward.
She's quite fast... I guess.
"Oh, there... If it's just that, I still have room to spare... Look."
I lightly dodged and patted her head.
"What, you dodged my sword..." Elsa exclaimed with a mix of frustration and disbelief.
"If it's just this, I still have room to spare," I replied, a touch of confidence lacing my words.
"I've always thought you were amazing... But once again, you're truly incredible," Fleur marveled, her voice filled with admiration and astonishment.
"Serena-sama, I'll go all out this time," Elsa declared, determination shining through her tone.
"Please do..." I responded, a hint of anticipation and challenge in my voice.
Then, Elsa vigorously swung her wooden sword.
"Well, how about this!"
"You have good strength, but you still have a long way to go."
It's not that Elsa is weak. It's the difference in our races... and the difference in training partners. I have the blood of a Goddess and a Dragon Lord, and my training partner is a genuine Hero. It's only natural... Plus, I have received guidance from the real Lida-neechan...
"D*mn it, why can't I land a hit?" Elsa exclaimed in frustration, her voice laced with exasperation.
"It's because you're too predictable," I responded, my words dripping with a hint of reproach. "No matter how fast you are, if your swordsmanship is predictable, it's easy to dodge."
"I didn't expect it to be so one-sided," Fleur remarked, her tone tinged with surprise and a touch of amazement.
Huffing in annoyance, Elsa muttered, "Why can't I hit you?"
Because of my previous reason, and you lack endurance as well.
"Anyway, this time it's my turn."
I pat her head, lightly tap her back and buttocks.
"D*mn it... Why can't I land any attacks while you keep touching me?"
She may be impressive, but it feels like she's not having any fun.
"Just relax your shoulders a bit more. If you keep attacking like that, you'll be beaten by even ordinary strong people."
"That's not right... People can't normally dodge those attacks."
Oh, yeah... My training partner is special.
"That's true, if I think about that..."
"Huff... Still, I can't even touch you at all... Why?"
"I've been telling you, it's not just about strength. Relax your body..."
"D*mn it, d*mn it, d*mn it!"
She's even more vulnerable now.
But...
"Hey, maybe it's because your body is getting tired that you're unable to swing the sword properly... But now, because you've relaxed your body quite a bit, maybe you can control it. How about trying to hold my hand?"
"Huh?!"
"Well, since the force of the wooden sword has decreased, you should have considerably less strength now... Yes, try holding my hand. Just give it a try."
"I'm not sure... I might hurt you."
"If that's the case, then I should be fine..."
"Are you sure? If you say so..."
Hesitant, Elsa throws away her wooden sword and takes hold of my hand.
This feels... normal.
"Yeah... It's normal," I muttered.
"Oh... You're right," Elsa replied, her tone filled with surprise.
Anyway, it's tiring... but afterwards, she can control it to some extent.
Now, is this all I understand?
Well, as long as it's me, there won't be any injuries, so there's no problem...
But I'm curious about what I don't understand.
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