I Became the Guild Leader in Exile

47 – 9# Emergence of the Hero Bronze Colossus! (3)

Hero Bronze Golem.

He calls himself the Bronze Golem Man, but in fact, he is more commonly known as the Bronze Golem, Evan said. Anyway, one day, the Bronze Golem suddenly appeared and settled in the territory.

Naturally, the Great Lord led his soldiers to attack the villain who suddenly settled in his territory. So, Evan’s father, the Great Lord, led his soldiers to attack the Bronze Golem. But they did not achieve their goal.

“They all died? Only one person survived?”

“Regrettably, yes.”

“The opponent must have been quite strong.”

Evan nodded heavily. The Devilwater soldiers, who trained rigorously every day to defeat the monsters that flowed in from the coast, couldn’t even put up a fight.

Even the Great Lord, who had acted as a hero in Gideon, was overwhelmed by the Bronze Golem and ultimately came back injured and died.

It’s not that revenge was not considered.

But reality was too cruel.

Even Evan, who was not better than his father, who had the best strength in Devilwater, could not seek revenge. In the end, Evan chose to take a commission.

“I believed that the heroes of Gideon could surely take care of it.”

“They actually succeeded in subjugation.”

“Yes. The subjugation itself was successful.”

The subjugation itself was successful. Evan actually witnessed the last moments of the Bronze Golem with the heroes dispatched from Gideon. However, the problem did not end there. Evan tore his hair out.

“He started appearing again even after he died and died and died.”

His struggling figure seemed like that of a person having a nightmare. At least, that was the case for Evan. The Bronze Golem was a type of nightmare more terrifying than any other nightmare.

Five years.

Including the time of the Great Lord, it had been seven years.

Already so much time had passed.

Naturally, the territory’s source of income had been cut off a long time ago. The vast fortune was all spent on the continuous subjugation of the Bronze Golem. And that resulted in the current ruined state of the mansion.

“Do you have a rough idea of how the village is doing?”

“I’m sorry.”

“I understand.”

The power had already been consumed to the point of being exhausted. If this was Devilwater’s remaining power, at best there were only twenty knights. If they were to consume more power here, there would probably be none left.

In the end, there was no choice but to find out for themselves.

Isaac, who made a quick judgment, led the group to the coastal village. He even took off his Horned Helmet and charged in without hesitation. Diego, walking beside him, said.

“Is that Bronze Golem really a bad person?”

“What do you mean?”

“Well, when you look at him closely, he seems like a rebel who stands against the tyrant lord.”

“Tsk tsk, still so young.”

The response came not from Isaac, but from Zeke who was sitting next to him. Zeke wore a sarcastic expression and openly taunted Diego. Veins bulged on Diego’s neck.

“But why do you act all high and mighty since earlier?”

“Well, at least I have more experience than you. Rookie.”

“That brat.”

“Hold on, hold on. It’s true that I have more experience, right?”

Diego couldn’t argue with Herss’ fact any longer. It was true that she had learned a lot by sticking close to the Master and witnessing everything firsthand. Diego bit his tongue and opened his mouth.

“Well, if you’re such an outstanding senior, then you should be able to figure everything out without the Master’s help, right?”

“That’s just the way it is with juniors.”

“What did you say?”

“Zeke’s right.”

It was only because Zeke spoke up with a loud voice. Isaac’s policy hadn’t changed even now. For now, he left it to the kids unless there was a critical situation or an unavoidable circumstance. He would only step in personally afterward.

If he intervened directly, it would be over quickly.

So why did he choose an inefficient method?

It was simple.

To give the kids an opportunity to grow.

To let them solve the requests themselves, discuss among each other, put it into action, and gain experience. Of course, it was okay to make mistakes along the way. Because they had their adult selves to rely on.

“So that’s how Zeke became so strong.”

Even Herss, who was smart among the backstreet kids, couldn’t help but admire Isaac’s educational policy. If things went according to plan, it wouldn’t be an exaggeration to call it the perfect educational institution.

Of course, it was never an easy task.

Calculating every variable on the spot. And there had to be enough power to stop it. That’s the kind of education that was possible. And Isaac was one of the very few who could make it happen.

Zeke, who was the first to notice Herss’ gaze, suddenly attached himself to Isaac’s side like a leech. It was at that unexpected and bewildering moment that Herss found herself out of place.

“I absolutely won’t give it.”

“…….”

Looks like the Master’s path won’t be smooth either~.

Herss couldn’t help but have such thoughts unknowingly.

* * *

The actual investigation finally started after three hours.

Actually, investigating the village wasn’t such a big deal. It was rather a basic task that should have been done first. So why did it take so long? It was because of Diego and Zeke’s argument.

What was wrong with Zeke? Especially when he provoked Diego, and when Diego didn’t back down but responded, they ended up fighting each other. As a result, three whole hours were wasted.

However, even in such a situation, Isaac did not feel the need to intervene. Hertz and Sasha saw this as a lesson in itself, a lesson in conflict. In fact, it wasn’t entirely wrong.

“There’s no life without conflict.”

How wonderful it would be if everyone in the world got along. But that’s impossible, due to differences in thoughts and values. Even with the same goal, conflicts inevitably arise.

What matters is resolving conflicts through dialogue.

Pooling strength together and moving forward.

That was Isaac’s intention, as understood by Hertz and Sasha.

“Sports are sinful.”

Of course, Isaac didn’t hold such profound meaning. He merely followed the belief that sports are sinful. However, clever kids thought of plausible reasons and accepted it.

Zeke had his reasons too.

So far, it had always been just the Master and Zeke solving missions together. For Zeke, it was somewhat like a date. Of course, he didn’t show it, but it felt that way.

But suddenly, interlopers interfered.

Of course, old feelings had long been discarded. They had cooperated a lot, and, above all, the Master had personally accepted him as a guild member. He couldn’t afford to be rebellious.

“This shouldn’t happen.”

Guild members shouldn’t be at odds. They had to cooperate to successfully complete the mission. Her mind reached a thoroughly rational conclusion. However, her heart rejected that conclusion entirely.

Two is enough; the rest are just hindrances.

But this time, rationality controlled the overflowing emotions. The precarious balance between reason and instinct continued. At that moment, Hertz stepped in to mediate.

“Alright, let’s all calm down.”

Hertz’s mediation was simple. It was inefficient for everyone to explore the vast town together. It would be more efficient to divide into two groups. Zeke agreed to this suggestion.

Thus, two groups were formed.

Isaac, Zeke.

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Diego, Sasha, Hertz.

From Hertz’s perspective, it was the best solution. Diego, understanding this, didn’t say anything special. Finally, Zeke, with a reluctant acceptance, began the town exploration.

Perhaps to make up for his earlier awkwardness.

The town was known as the Cliffside Village, situated below the Devilwater Mansion on the cliff. It earned its living primarily through fishing and the pearl industry.

However, Zeke, already finding something strange upon entering the town, was unnerved. Even in rural villages, it was basic to have some form of defense against monsters, like a fence or barricade.

But in the Cliffside Village, there was no sign of even a common fence, as if they didn’t care if monsters came. Perhaps they staunchly believed in something like that bronze colossal creature.

“Master, something’s off here.”

“Do you think so?”

“Yes, even if there is a hero, there must be some kind of basic measure like a wooden blockade.”

As if grading a test paper, Zeke dutifully reported every minute detail to Isaac, taking into consideration the existence of the bronze colossus, referred to the one who assumed to be the pure hero.

Shouldn’t they prepare contingency measures like a wooden blockade in case of an emergency?

What if one is late and people might die in such a situation?

It could owe to one of two possibilities.

Either the hero is filled with overconfidence, or he might harbor ulterior motives.