Divine Path System-Chapter 1490 Proposal

"Welcome, Dear Heroes."

When Varian came to his senses, a soft and elegant voice reached his ears.

Opening his eyes, the visage of a pompous throne hall came into view.

"I am sure you must be surprised."

He and three others were standing on a large, intricate magical circle.

"Do not worry, I, Elizabeth Von Knight, first princess of the Leonal kingdom will explain everything."

In front of them was a woman in long blue princess dress with a cute tiara.

Varian rubbed his eyes and stared at the princess.

'Nope.'

He took a few steps forward, stopping only a foot before the princess and then stared at her again.

"H-Hero?"

The Princess bent back slightly, looking at him with an embarassed and awkward expression.

Varian sighed.

'Damn it!'

His vision undoubtedly dulled. It's like he went from 4K to 144p in a blink.

As he clenched his fists, there's no denying that his strength, enough to crush entire star systems, was curbed to a fraction of what it was.

"Hero?" Princess Elizabeth called again, her voice a bit colder this time.

"Ah?" Varian came to his senses and looked at her from head to toe.

Golden tiara. Long blonde hair. Large eyes, small nose and plump lips. A royal blue dress. Fragrance of roses. An elegant posture.

She's an out and out beauty. As they say, a woman so pretty she'd topple kingdoms.

But Varian rubbed his chin with a disappointed gaze.

"…Why are you not even as good as my maids?"

"What?"

Before even the princess could say another word, the three heroes who were summoned with him jumped forward.

"How dare you judge a woman based on her looks? You toxic masculine misogynist pig!"

A relatively handsome looking guy in white shirts and black jeans patted his chest and showed his support.

"Right! I've never seen a more beautiful woman in my entire life!"

A large guy, 5'10'' and over three hundred pounds, unshaven beard and unkempt hair stepped up.

A wave of smell blew across and the brave Varian, the unyielding Varian, the fearless Varian, stepped back and covered his nose.

Four weeks later, orcs fell under their attacks.

It was unbelievable progress.

She promised they'd be stronger in a few months to start an expedition against the demon king.

All in all, the famous female knight was very satisfied with the heroes. Due to the natural talents bestowed by the goddess, they were able to grow stronger very quickly.

Defeating the Demon King, something she previously thought impossible, now seemed within reach.

There's just one problem though.

"How come you still can't kill a slime? Are you kidding me?" She punched the sword blade and yelled.

Varian panted heavily, his clothes soaked in sweat as he moved around a slime, trying to kill it and failing, for the thirtieth time today.

The three heroes undergoing an aura training under the genius female magician snickered before focusing back on their work.

"…"

Varian didn't even bother to respond and continued to swing his sword, cutting through the slime but always missing its core.

He kept doing it again and again and failing every single time.

It was unbelievable for everyone. They thought he must be putting on an act. But repeated tests of his body proved that he really wasn't growing any stronger.

As a result, the Princess had finally run out of patience.

"…Kick him out. We can't have a weakling him like tarnishing the glorious image of the hero party. They're supposed to invoke hope, not ridicule."

"Kick or kill?"

"The other three might turn against us if they see us killing him openly."

"Understood."

The female knight bowed her head and left the room in steady steps.

There was a sustained silence for a minute before a chuckle sounded in the palace.

Varian sneaked out of the palace, bypassing the rank 1 guards with ease and left the city at twilight.

The next day, all hell broke loose as the rumors of 'hero' being killed by the imperial family spread across the capital.

"How? How did this happen?" The Princess slammed the table.

No one had an answer.

Due to the growing unfavorable public opinion and the distrust of the heroes, the expedition had to be advanced.

And Varian, having travelled across half the world, arrived in front of the Demon Lord's castle.

Hundrds of gargoyles, golems and minotaurs surrounded him.

Under the purple sky above the castle, killing intent was so condensed that the air itself turned red.

"My man, Demon Lord, I want to be your best friend!"

A peculiar proposal was thrown.