The Hero Party’s Moms Are Obsessed With Me

“Sigh… Are we going to ruin the village like this?”

“We’re just waiting blindly because we don’t know when the elves will return.”

The town’s checkpoint, which until a month ago had been rumored as the busiest in Alphheim.

The village checkpoint, which has become quiet enough for the use of internal guests rather than external guests.

Today, the guards are passing their time with yawning clouds, when a stranger approaches from afar.

“A guest is coming.”

“It’s your turn this time.”

“Smart kid. You remember that.”

A soldier sighed and stood up from his seat, using the window as a cane.

Sitting for too long, he saw the approaching outsider, flicking his numb buttocks.

“There are four of them. Are they mercenaries?”

In the past, mercenaries used to come so often that they were seen with great caution.

And it was good because they could receive a lot of bribes…

While waiting for the outsiders to approach, their faces briefly appeared in his mind.

Three blond males and females.

One of them was a young boy who was almost indistinguishable from a girl.

One of them was a woman with a voluptuous figure that couldn’t even be hidden in a nun’s habit.

And the last one.

With emerald green hair and a similarly sexy figure.

And.

Pointed…ears?!

“H, hey! They’re elves! They’re elves!”

“What nonsense. Why would there be elves here?”

“I’m telling the truth!!”

Kicking away the chair of his comrade, who was lying down to sleep with his eyes covered by gloves, he tripped and fell with a thud!

“Ah, hey… Have you gone crazy? Why are you causing a commotion?”

The fallen soldier tried to frown and shout, but his comrade, whose face turned pale with shock, forcefully turned his head, grasping the fallen soldier’s head.

And the forehead, which was furrowed with pain, revealed the true form of an elf.

“Hey, it’s an elf!!!”

***

The warrior party led by Dreay headed towards the nearest human village from the elven village of Tracius.

“Arwen. Is your mother… I mean the village chief really here?”

“Probably.”

“Perhaps? You brought us here without even being certain? We’re already quite busy!”

A sharp-eared elf.

The black-haired child stepped forward as Anna Tresias frowned and spoke.

Arwen Lageda looked at her expressionlessly.

“You want to return to the battlefield quickly?”

“Of course! Wasting time in the forest!”

“If the Archmage is in that village and there’s a very low chance of borrowing their power, the issue related to the World Tree can be easily resolved.”

The greatest mage in this world.

Levian Lageda.

If only they could borrow her power, those little fiends messing with the World Tree would be annihilated without a trace of their hair remaining. Plus, if she could introduce them to Dray, whom she hadn’t been able to do at her last birthday party, it would be a way to kill two birds with one stone. Of course, the second goal was a secret kept from everyone.

“You wouldn’t want the World Tree to have problems, being an elf and all.”

“That, well… I mean, of course not.”

“We’re just giving it a try. If it doesn’t work out, we’ll handle it ourselves.”

No matter that Arwen was the only daughter of the Archmage, she couldn’t control Levian. Even if they were lucky enough to find the Archmage in this village, she might very well refuse the hero party’s request. In fact, the probability of refusal was quite high.

“If that happens, we might have to give up on the World Tree issue and focus on saying hello to Dray.”

From Arwen’s perspective, whatever happened was fine, as long as they could persuade everyone to come to the village. As they slowly walked towards the checkpoint, the soldier sitting there looked up and scrutinized the hero party. And then…

Boom!

“Hey, it’s an elf!”

The whole neighborhood started making a ruckus.

When a hero party arrives in a village, most of the attention is directed towards the heroes.

“Is that young child a warrior?”

Worrying about whether he could even defeat a goblin.

Sir, please take care of our future!

Sir, please stay strong! Encouragement followed.

But Alfreim was special… unique.

“H-Hey, a real elf!”

“Can we finally resume trading?!”

“Oh my. Thank you, gods. Thank you, earth!”

Instead of the warrior, Anna, his party member, drew attention.

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From the perspective of the residents here, elves who could provide food and shelter were more important than monsters.

When Anna didn’t know how to handle the unfamiliar attention, a middle-aged man dressed in sophisticated attire and accompanied by several soldiers ran towards them from a distance.

“Cough… Cough… Ah, Sir Drein and his companions, is it?”

Drein stiffened at the man’s gasping words.

As he hesitated, the saint, Sein, slowly tapped Drein’s shoulder.

Thanks to her touch, Drein seemed to regain control and took a deep breath, stepping forward.

“Nice to meet you! I am the warrior Drein! Please take care of us!”

With a prepared greeting, he bowed his head.

“Well done, Drein.”

“You’re amazing, Drein.”

“You were manly, Drein.”

Three women clapped their hands together, praising him.

At their compliments, Drein awkwardly chuckled and scratched his cheek.

Meanwhile, the middle-aged man wondered what kind of scene this was.

The Lord of Alfreim rolled his eyes, then startled as he met the sharp gaze of the black-haired child.

“Ah, the Lord of Alfreim! I am Lott Alfreim! Please take care of us, Sir!”

“You must have had a hard journey. First, let’s go to the Lord’s castle.”

The Lord tried to establish a connection with the warrior.

He intended to invite Drein’s party to the Lord’s castle to establish a connection with Anna, one of the party members.

“But before that, I have something to ask.”

Arwen stepped forward, interrupting his words.

“Yes, yes! Oh, magnificent Lord of the Tower. Please bestow your command!”

Upon the lord’s words, Arwen clicked her tongue in irritation.

She was also an exceptional magician, skilled enough to be a part of the warrior party.

But despite being the second strongest magician in the world at the mere age of 300, she still couldn’t surpass her mother.

The Lord of the Tower.

The daughter of the Lord of the Tower.

The blood of the Lord of the Tower.

All titles associated with Arwen were related to the Lord of the Tower.

Even though she didn’t like it.

Knowing that she couldn’t surpass her mother and the Lord of the Tower, she simply allowed herself to feel frustrated but didn’t act separately.

“Ah, by any chance, has there been any strange person in this village recently? Someone suspicious, like a magician or a woman traveling alone.”

In response to her question, the lord spun his head, trying to recall if there was anything special in the recent reports he received.

“I don’t recall receiving any specific reports. B-but! If you command, I will have the soldiers investigate immediately!”

“Please do. I have no idea how they might have changed their appearance this time. But they will likely be alone and a woman.”

Arwen knew.

How her mother, Levian, had no interest in others.

In the 300 years she had been alive, she had never seen her mother be attached to anyone.

She wondered how she herself came into this world.

That’s why she was confident.

“A solo woman magician. Find someone under these conditions. Start by investigating the immigration control chief at the customs office. And if possible, get the cooperation of the residents and search the village too!”

“Yes! My lord!”

As the lord’s orders were given, the accompanying soldiers scattered throughout the village.

“So, what will you do, Dray?”

Casually passing on the responsibility to the warrior, the blonde girl shouted confidently, though a bit flustered.

“Then, I’ll excuse myself for a moment! My lord!”

“Well done, Dray.”

“Dray, you were solemn.”

***

Clearly, before I closed my eyes, it was the dawn when the sun was rising, but when I opened them, the sun was at its zenith.

“Ah… I couldn’t sleep at night.”

I woke up, rubbing my head from the grievous daytime nap.

“…? Why is the atmosphere like this again?”

Something must have happened while I was asleep.

Olivia was looking out the window with a sad expression, and Ellie was cleaning her sword with a worried expression.

Meanwhile, Lagerta, with an expression that said nothing had happened, was analyzing the magic stone.

The sharp atmosphere informed me that something had happened right after I woke up.

As I struggled to get up, Lagerta, who had been fumbling with the magic stone next to me, was the first to react.

“Did you sleep well, Diarm?”

“…”

I nodded calmly, and both women’s gaze turned towards me at the sound.

As the impulsive kid I was, my job now was to lighten up this chaotic atmosphere.

With a sigh, as I tried to work, there was a knock! knock! on the door.

At the sound, Lagerta waved her hand, restoring the room that had been illegally modified to its original state.

Elli, who confirmed the remodeled room, nodded and opened the door, and a soldier in armor walked in and quickly began to search the interior.

“What’s your profession?”

“I’m a mercenary.”

“Show me your mercenary badge.”

The soldier adopted a rude attitude, but Elli, seeming used to it, took out a wooden badge from her pocket and handed it to him.

Although he may be just an ordinary soldier, we disguised our identities as a group.

Since we were pretending to be mercenaries, we had to put up with this level of harassment.

“Thank you for your cooperation.”

After confirming the badge, the soldier returned it to Elli and quickly turned around, as if in a hurry, and left.

Then he knocked! knock! on the door across the room.

Wondering what was going on, I looked up, and the innkeeper came in with an apologetic expression.

“Oh, I’m sorry, guest. The lord has ordered me to find someone.”

“The lord? Has a criminal taken refuge here?”

“Considering Lady Arwen, who is a follower of elitism, has requested an investigation, it doesn’t seem like the culprit is a criminal… But I also don’t know the details.”

Upon hearing the innkeeper’s words, Eli quickly glanced at Rageta and turned his body, shoulders bouncing.

“I understand. It won’t concern us anymore, right?”

“Yes, yes. Since the soldier has passed by, there shouldn’t be any problems. Since we caused trouble, I won’t charge you for the inn today.”

“Hmm, thank you.”

“Yes, yes. Then, please rest.”

As the innkeeper closed the door and left, Arwen signaled with her hand as if waiting, and started illegally modifying again.

By the way, if it’s Lady Arwen, a follower of elitism…

When my gaze turned towards Rageta, she casually tilted her head and caressed my cheek.

“What’s the matter?”

No.

Your daughter is here, you know.

Is that so…?

This time, my gaze shifted to Olivia with a sad expression.

And then.

“Oh.”

I figured out who was behind this messy atmosphere.