I Made a Tier List the Transcendents Are Obsessed With - Chapter 15

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◈ I Made a Tier List the Transcendents Are Obsessed With ◈

Chapter 15: Hero Veterans' Association

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The Eleventh Dimension was a dimensional realm with a rather abnormal structure.

Second from the bottom among the seventeen dimensional realms, it had been activated later than any of them except the Second Dimension.

Yet it had more Absolutes than dimensional realms with far longer histories.

That abnormal structure had been created by just one planet.

Planet Reteim. Civilization Level 8, 2.3 times the standard planetary size.

Its civilization was among the highest tier, and it was a large planet, so naturally it held considerable influence.

But Reteim went beyond merely being influential.

Only those below transcendence were bound by power structures on a planetary scale.

In a world of Transcendents, where even a galaxy became a mere trifle, an advanced civilization planet with nothing else special was no different from a rock drifting through space.

That was how Reteim had been regarded, until that incident.

[Hear This, Gurehaender Empire]

Wemston XIV, 319th Emperor of Reteim

By Our name, We proclaim this.

Effective today, the Reteim Empire shall terminate all diplomatic negotiations with the Gurehaender Empire and its allied 121 galaxies, and commence unrestricted total war against the aforementioned powers.

This shall remain in effect until the unconditional surrender or destruction of every member of the Gurehaender Empire and its allied forces.

If you boast ten billion elite soldiers, we will send one hundred Heroes.

In the Empire's name, there is no mercy.

But then, one day, an outrageous proclamation was issued.

A declaration by an empire that owned an entire planet outright, an empire that shared its name with that planet, resounded through the Eleventh Dimension.

Naturally, most dismissed it as madness.

Though Gurehaender used the title of empire like Reteim, it occupied several hundred regions among the thousands of active galaxies in the Eleventh Dimension.

It even possessed three High Divinities.

Soon, a single planet would be erased from the Eleventh Dimension.

No, the entire galaxy containing Reteim would suffer damage close to annihilation.

That was what everyone believed.

...But the result was different.

"Gurehaender fell? What the..."

"Isn't that backwards? How could that happen in only three months?"

"I'm telling you, it's true! One of the High Divinities was utterly annihilated, another was sealed away! The last one fled to another dimension entirely!"

"Did someone support Reteim?"

"No. Only Reteim's Heroes took part in the war."

The cosmic empire that had shared one-third of the Eleventh Dimension's history was destroyed.

It happened roughly three months after that proclamation spread.

The force that brought down the empire was none other than 133 Heroes.

Two wounded, no deaths.

The Reteim Empire itself suffered neither a preemptive nor a subsequent attack.

After that incident, Reteim became renowned throughout the Eleventh Dimension.

No, throughout all dimensions, as the strongest and, at the same time, the most insane bunch of lunatics.

"Victory!"

"At ease."

A great deal of time had passed since then.

The current number of surviving former Heroes was 1,944.

Among them, 397 had reached transcendence or beyond.

"Class 325899 Hero Aigeom! I have arrived at full speed without delay upon being summoned!"

"You really came at full speed?"

"Class 325899 Hero Aigeom! I certainly did!"

"Where'd you come from?"

"Class 325899 Hero Aigeom! I came from home!"

"Should I go from here to your house and check? What'll you do if you were even 0.001 seconds late? You really came at full speed?"

"I'm sorry! I'll get it right!"

"Is a proud Reteim Hero the kind who has to say they'll get it right?"

"I'll do it properly!"

"This punk needs discipline!!!"

"Agh!!!!!!"

The headquarters of those strongest beings, woven from the passage of time and the Empire's madness.

Inside the so-called Reteim Heroes' Veterans' Association, two Heroes wearing armor covered in imperial insignia faced each other.

"You know why I called you here, right?"

"Sorry, sir! Don't know, sir!"

"Look at this punk. Are you supposed to trail off when a senior asks you something? You trying to get yourself hurt today?"

"I'm sorry! I'll do it properly!"

What an outsider might have seen as a horrific scene of hazing was called, within the Reteim Heroes' Veterans' Association, a beautiful process of communication between seniors and juniors.

"Downward Love."

"Hey, why are you making such a racket?"

"Victory! Class 279410 Hero Everhart!"

"At ease."

"I was educating this one about that incident from before, sir!"

"Oh, so this is the one."

"That's right, sir!"

The cause of that Downward Love was information delivered by Aigeom, one of the Association's relatively youngest members.

"This punk needs discipline!"

"Agh!!!!!! Class 325899 Hero Aigeom!"

The series of disturbances taking place in the Transcendent Gallery.

Naturally, Reteim's Heroes had no way of being unaware of it.

In fact, they were more invested than anyone else in those rankings and tier lists.

It was only because they had never directly been included in a ranking that they had stayed quiet. If they had, they would have led the charge in turning the Gallery upside down.

However, Aigeom had recently clashed directly with Oz.

One argument had taken place. That itself was not a serious problem.

The problem came immediately afterward, when Aigeom unilaterally declared defeat and announced they would go into hiding from the Gallery.

Proud Reteim Heroes had a rule that they must never declare defeat to anyone except members of the imperial bloodline or their seniors.

Thus, the time for an immediate session of Downward Love was about to begin.

But the situation began to change when Aigeom explained their Gallery Reverse Charge Operation, as they called their retreat.

"Is that really true? Tell us straight, even now. If you start spouting nonsense later about getting it wrong, I'll rip out your guts and hang them before that Milky Way."

"It is! They said they definitely knew the 13th Class Hero! Even when I checked with my Authority, it was true!"

"...Heh. So that really is the truth. Well, that person did seem far from ordinary."

They knew the 13th Class Hero.

That testimony alone was enough to overwhelm them.

Had it been any other class, they would have questioned whether it was true.

But at the words, "They know the 13th Class Hero," the Heroic Spirit ingrained in their minds over millions of years automatically went into a frenzy.

This was one of the pieces of information completely hidden from outsiders, and even some within the Association did not know its details.

"Then, well. Isn't this our sister-in-law?"

"...I'm sorry, I misheard you?"

Inside a small room in the Association headquarters.

After hearing all of Aigeom's story, the most senior Hero finally voiced a conclusion after some thought.

"You punk, didn't the 13th senior say they were going to see their family when they disappeared? Who besides us knows that senior was once a Hero from Reteim? Then who could be left but family?"

"Ah...!!!"

The 13th Class Hero had gone missing long ago.

Other than a portion of the imperial family's direct line and former Heroes, no one knew that they had originally been a Hero of Reteim.

So wasn't the person's identity obvious?

"But from what we've heard on the Gallery, she's said to be somewhat older. So she can't be a daughter. That makes her our sister-in-law."

"...But didn't the old fortune teller on the Gallery say she was single?"

"Hey. Love is not something that can last forever. That's why it is love..."

At that wistful voice, Everhart, a junior who knew the most senior Hero's past, answered with a crisp, knife-sharp salute.

"Class 279410 Hero Everhart! That is indeed a sound conclusion! Amazing! I shall learn from you!"

"Now that's military spirit!"

"Agh!!!!!!"

With a satisfied smile, the most senior Hero expounded upon every part of the conclusion.

And the two Heroes, as if possessed, offered admiration and fervent support.

...It did not take long for the sister-in-law hypothesis to transform into indisputable fact.

"Victory123!"

"Does this never end...?"

But as the person concerned, it was extremely difficult to guess what was going on behind the scenes.

"...Whatever. More comments mean more points, so that's good."

ㄴOz) Yeah, at ease. If you're leaving a comment, hit the upvote too.

ㄴVelenhof) Agh!!!!! Operation order received! All personnel, commence the Upvote Landing Operation!!!!!!

ㄴOperation commenced!!!!!!

They were just crazy people doing crazy things.

With that as his final thought, Jin decided to treat them as point-farming bots.

* * *

"...Ah."

Judy's life was hard.

The rough lining of her cheap maid uniform irritated her every day, though she should have grown used to it by now.

"I'm hungry..."

As of today, it seemed that roughly three years had passed.

That much time had passed since she had fallen from a noble young lady to little more than a slave.

"Hey! May! Where are you? Slacking off again?"

"I'm cleaning."

So much had changed.

She had gone from someone who ordered servants around to a servant ordered around by others.

Her original name had been taken because it sounded too aristocratic, and she was given the new name May.

But Judy never called herself that.

I am Judy, not May the maid... She repeated those words to herself every moment.

"...Really?"

Recently, however, even that belief and self-conditioning had begun to crack.

She could no longer remember what kind of life she had led in the past.

In her short life of only eleven years, she had lived as Judy for four years, excluding the time when she was too young to remember much. In a few months, that would equal the number of years she had spent as May.

So lately, Judy had grown tired of everything.

Her late parents' voices and gestures, telling her that she should always live rightly in her proper place, had all turned black and white.

"Where's my prince?"

Eleven-year-old fallen maid Judy was waiting for a prince on a white horse.

Footnotes:

"Downward Love" is an ironic Korean expression for affection flowing from seniors to juniors. Here, it is used to describe hazing.

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