She Becomes The Hero In Another World 12 She's In A Hurry

"Ah, you're here! And this time, you brought your weapon, I see." She said with a wry smile. But then her smile froze as she noticed the familiar design. of the hilt, and the blue sheen of the blade.

"Perhaps....is that the Hero's Blade!?" Her voice grew louder in shock.

Robin nodded.

"Th-then you...you're the...Hero?" The receptionist asked weakly.

"Fresh out of the factory, but now's not the time for small talk." Robin replied. "I need you to approve me for quests outside of town."

"Hero, I don't see how this is going to help anything." Christian said, confused.

"at once! Can you p-please hand me your card!" The receptionist stuttered enthusiastically.

Robin handed it over, quickly. The Elf quickly grabbed a stamp and stamped a green checkmark on the card, which faded after about three seconds. Then, she took out a second stamp and stamped a gold star in the corner.

"What's that gold star for?" Robin asked.

"It's so that people will know you're the Hero." The elf replied. "If you are either SS rank or a Hero, you will be given a gold star."

"Good to know." Robin replied.

"Hey, weren't you the one who said time is of the essence?" Christian asked again, feeling upset that he had been ignored over a perceived flirting session.

"Right. As the Hero, I'd like to issue a few quests. Can I?" Robin asked.

"Be my guest!" The elf replied.

"Quests that are applicable for three days only. First quest: gather loose lumber over by the gates. One large copper per log. Second quest: gather the leaves of any periwinkle or geranium plants that can be found. One small copper per every bagful. Third quest: aid the healers in creating bandages. One Copper per every ten bandage rolls."

Robin laid down the gold coin she had received earlier.

"Take as much as you need out of that. You can return the remainder to me later."

"I can understand the lumber and the bandages, but why the flowers?" The elf asked.

"The crushed leaves of Periwinkle and Geranium plants help blood to clot, and can also act as a mild sedative, dulling pain, when applied as a poultice. Even freshly-crushed leaves will have a good effect. Please convey this information to the healers group. You can also take a fee for conveying the information out of that coin."

Then, turning her back, she walked out of the Guild.

"Why won't you tell it to them yourself?" Christian asked.

"Because I truly am in a hurry right now! Did you find someone to lend me a horse?" She asked.

"Keith will probably already be at the inn with what you need." Christian said. "But, why didn't you keep that gold to prepare some good equipment?"

"What is more important here? A hunk of metal, or a human life!?" Robin replied in frustration, as she picked up the pace, which -maddeningly- Christian was able to keep up with as well.

At the Inn, a chestnut brown horse was already prepared alongside a metal gauntlet, a plain metal-plated wooden s.h.i.+eld, and the sheath for the Hero's sword, which the town Mayor had quickly sent over. It had graced the town hall for centuries, waiting for whomever managed to pull out the sword.

Without saying a word, she nodded to Keith, quickly wore the items, then quickly swung up onto the horse. She charged towards the gates, which only barely managed to open in time for her, before she slipped through. Keith and Christian charged after her too, on st.u.r.dy stallions.

It was only after a minute that the other men who were supposed to go with them charged out of the gates after them.

"Hero! Don't leave us behind!" They cried out.

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After charging for a minute or two, Christian pointed out that they going the wrong way. And turned them back on track by cutting across the fields.

The overwhelming stench of blood a.s.sailed Robin's nose as she entered Kelly's Village, but the sound of fighting could still be heard nearby.

"There's still people alive!" Robin exclaimed. Just then, the rest of the townsfolk arrived. Since Robin had gone off track a bit, their arrival times were not too far apart.

"Ah, darn it!" Robin charged towards the back of the village. A group of villagers were defending against the demons by hiding inside the old stone chapel that also doubled as a town meeting hall. The people were able to hold them off with the help of the natural stone walls, as well as a generous amount of wooden spears, and s.h.i.+elds.

These Demons were not the kind that could be dispelled with holy water. Instead, Demons were a kind of animal that had gained intelligence, and somewhat human-like features. The majority of them like to keep to themselves in the Demon King's Forest. But, there were a few kinds of lowly demon that simply loved to pick on those weaker than they were.

One of these kinds of demons was right in front of her: an orc. In fact, it was a whole squad of orcs in crude armor, with crude weapons like great axes, Sabers, and spiked clubs. Robin jumped down from her horse.

"Hero!" Christian called. "You'll be surrounded if you do that!"

"No worries." Robin replied, expertly dodging several wide swings, bobbing and weaving through the group like a fish in water. "It's much more efficient this way."

Every Orc she pa.s.sed had their hamstrings severed, making them unable to stand. Once she had gone through the lot of them, she looked down at the collapsed pig-faces. Then she slit their throats.through the gaps in their crude armors. Within minutes, all the orcs were dead.

"Are you all okay?" She asked the people inside the chapel.