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Dark Hero in Tate no Yuusha

Vishwa found himself reborn in an anime world known as "The Rising of the Shield Hero" as a Morsan. At the tender age of six, he was bestowed with a cursed weapon called the Great Sword Tizona, a weapon of legendary status crafted by unknown beings. Due to his deep-rooted mistrust in others and the fear of meeting the same fate as his father, who was betrayed by his supposed friends, Vishwa chose to live as a lone wolf. As he grew stronger, he formed a team of slaves to accompany him and together they embarked on a journey to slay ferocious beasts. Along the way, he even lent a helping hand to the shield hero. *** Author's Note: I am incredibly grateful for the opportunity to share my initial Fanfic with all of you, as it marks the beginning of my journey towards becoming a proficient writer. Crafting an engaging story is no easy task, but with your support and encouragement, I am determined to improve and create something truly captivating. I would like to extend a special thank you to Mr. Andew, who generously sponsored this fanfic through his Patreon ID: Sir_dood134. Your belief in my writing abilities means the world to me, and I am honored to have your support. Once again, thank you to people with Patreon ID: Grey Knight Lord, Tempest1618, Manuel Chavez, WonderingAbyss, David Aderoju, GigaChad, Grey Knight Lord, Masutatai, Ceyhun Cagirici, and Austin for making this fanfiction possible. For those who are interested in supporting my writing, I kindly request your assistance on my Patreon page under the name of Thot-Slaughterer fanfic writer. Your contributions, no matter how big or small, will go a long way in helping me improve my skills and continue creating content that you all enjoy. Please note that my profile picture would be same as the pic of MC's first slave similar to the girl in this fanfic's profile. Once again, I want to express my deepest gratitude to each and every one of you for your generosity and support. Your belief in my abilities as a writer means more to me than words can express. I am truly humbled by your kindness, and I promise to work tirelessly to deliver stories that captivate and entertain you. Thank you all from the bottom of my heart.

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Salvage(2)

"... I did everything I could to boost her immune system, ensuring she wouldn't fall ill... However, there was still a possibility of pregnancy... We need to provide her with medication to prevent it... her emotional state was already shattered... let's prevent her from enduring any further trauma... Additionally, if feasible, I would like to give a dignified burial to those who lost their lives..."

After observing the resolution of the situation and the end of their imminent conflict, the remaining trio of individuals in cloaks also discovered comfort and alleviated their anxieties.

Lelin assembled them and engaged in a discussion regarding Morsan's statements and inquiries. Additionally, he retrieved a magical crystal ball and conveyed a voice message directly to Prince Egone.

Once he had gathered all the necessary information, Lelin arrived and delivered his message.

"Morsan, you don't need to stress about them anymore. The Prince has instructed us to assist all the victims in rebuilding their lives. We've even brought along a team of doctors and medical professionals. I'll keep you updated on the situation with that girl. As for the burial, Prince Egone intends to visit here personally to meet the rescued individuals. You'll be able to speak with him then. I don't think his highness would refuse his friend's words in this matter."

Morsan gave him a strange look and replied in an irritated tone, "That settles all problems then, I will talk to him directly, and let's get one thing straight, we're not friends. I'm only doing this job for the money he's offering, so don't get it twisted, alright?"

Lelin remained silent about that statement and carried on as if he hadn't heard a word, "Once we solve this case, you won't have any obligations for the next three months. With autumn approaching, it's the perfect time for you to visit the castle town. So, take a well-deserved break after we wrap up this matter. And I apologize for what you witnessed; you did what we should have done. As always, you've gone above and beyond what you are paid for, and we truly appreciate it."

Upon receiving Lelin's apology, Morsan experienced a small wave of relief. "I, too, apologize for my sudden outburst. The constant troubles caused by these nobles and churchmen have been weighing heavily on me. I inadvertently took out my frustration on you, despite knowing that you are not spending your time any better than I am. I am aware that each time we meet, you appear more exhausted and worn out. The prince has shared with me all the remarkable things you have accomplished, and I truly value your unwavering commitment and diligent efforts."

"W-wait you know what we are doing, and why we couldn't help these people but still decided to vent off your anger?!" 

"Yeah? isn't that your problem? You guys should have hired more people if you can't keep up with your work."

Lelin's face contorted into a deep frown as he listened, his breathing becoming ragged with anger. He clenched his right arm, using it to massage his template in an attempt to regain control as he looked at Morsan's face.

"Your such an asshole, I shouldn't have apologized to you..."

"Hmm? I'm not quite sure what's happening, but it seems like you're the one who's mistaken here, boy..."

Just as Morsan was about to curse at Lelin, he heard a familiar male husky voice inside his head. 

'Tizona, you woke up!!.. wait why are you blaming without knowing what's happening?'

Morsan experienced a fleeting moment of joy upon hearing Tizona's voice after several days.

Lately, whenever Morsan conducted the blood ritual, Tizona would slip into a deep sleep as it regained its former powers. Although Morsan found this to be quite bothersome most of the time, he couldn't help but feel a sense of loneliness without hearing Tizona's voice.

Tizona's absence hindered his ability to communicate openly with others, which further contributed to his heightened stress levels.

Nevertheless, his joy swiftly turned into exasperation upon hearing Tizona hold him accountable for the present predicament, despite having complete knowledge of the surrounding conditions.

"You probably just had a little disagreement with Lelin to release some stress, right? No need to dwell on it. Tell me what happened. Let's leave that poor werewolf alone."

Morsan couldn't say anything against Tizona's statement as it was right about that. 

After regaining composure, Morsan uttered a few words,

"First, we should ensure the safety of everyone by evacuating them from this location. I will focus on providing immediate medical assistance to those in need, while you take care of arranging transportation and accommodations for them." Without pursuing a needless argument as Tizona said, Morsan started walking outside the cell ignoring confused Lelin to help the victims to evacuate.

"Hey, where are going in the middle of our conversation?... What's with his deal? Tsk...."

Lelin glanced at Morsan with a puzzled expression, anticipating a response from him since he was familiar with his personality. He was confused as to why he didn't pick a fight with him.

Shaking his head he started to arrange other necessary things for the kidnapped people.

A total of 33 humans, comprising 18 females and 15 males, along with 78 demi-humans, consisting of 37 females, 26 children, and 15 males, were safely relocated to the neighboring Hifro village.

The individuals were temporarily housed in the camp constructed by the residents of Hifro village. The information regarding this illicit trade in human beings had already been disseminated throughout the entire village, prompting numerous individuals to come forward and provide assistance to the victims.

Certain individuals extended their support by offering nourishment, whereas others generously donated clothing and other necessities.

Church officials from the BLUE faction had already arrived before the evacuation of all individuals into the camps. As the sun set, every single victim had been safely evacuated and enjoyed a satisfying meal after a long time.

The bones of the deceased were skillfully retrieved from the cave by Morsan and then entrusted to the priests for safekeeping on behalf of the BLUE faction.

News about the victims was sent to their respective families about their rescue.

In the evening, the magicians held a vessel containing a mysterious liquid that they applied to the slave mark on her chest. Through this act, the slave mark was eradicated, liberating them from the curse.

Even the people who were indirectly connected to this incident couldn't escape. 

Morsan concluded his account of the events he witnessed while attending to the remaining individuals who were severely injured.

***

Author's note:

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