There will be no special change just because it's herself who died.
The only change is within herself.
The Hero bit her lower lip, not thinking any further.
She glanced left and right, saw no one under the streetlight, and swiftly dashed to her home's entrance.
Her parents and brother should be asleep by now, only the servants are still on the night shift, and now she just needs to sneak back into her room.
Although the Hero knew that many spells were cast over the mansion, her actions probably wouldn't escape her parents' notice.
Even though she hadn't learned any magic, she had witnessed its wonders more than once.
But it wasn't her first time returning home late at night; no one would care when she came back, or if she even came back.
As long as her current attire wasn't directly seen—
[Hero's Luck (Discovered by family if 3 or lower)]
[Great Failure of Hero's Luck, discovered by the whole family by default]
But the moment she stepped into the mansion's courtyard, a cold voice reached the Hero's ears, carried by the chill wind.
Viscount Mansion, the main hall.
The Hero clenched her fists tightly, looking down at the floor, her face deathly pale.
She wore a hastily donned dress with messy wrinkles, her bare feet covered in dust on the soft, clean carpet.
Enduring the gazes of three family members, the Hero could only bow her head deeply, her lips devoid of color, and her strong stomach beginning to ache.
Although the hall was lit with a warm light, she felt as if she had fallen into an ice cellar.
"Do you understand what you are doing?" asked her father indifferently from his chair, the voice she had heard at the door belonging undoubtedly to him.
The Hero kept her head down, saying nothing.
Her actions, in the eyes of others, must seem foolish, ungraceful, and meaningless.
Fighting goblins in desolate places every day, obsessively battling these inferior magic creatures, she was willing to become a beast to wrestle with them.
As an unmarried daughter of the Viscount, yet degrading herself in such a manner outdoors.
Even if she were not a child of the Viscount's House, not a noble, not anyone else.
This is not what a sane person would do.
Only insanity could describe such behavior.
A judgment like today's was bound to come, sooner or later.
Note: Higher is better; parents' attitude is ignored -20, due to Hero's bizarre actions everyone's attitude -10 (Great Failure), parents each below 20, or one below 10, the Hero will be expelled from the house.
Deep into the night, the Viscount Mansion was brightly lit, the maids and servants had been dismissed.
In the hall were just the four members of the Hero's family, and an atmosphere heavy with ominous pressure.
The father's expression was indifferent, his pupils the same emerald green as the Hero's, yet colder than a gargoyle's, like lifeless gemstones.
As far as the Hero could remember, her father had always looked like that—though sometimes he would have other expressions, but rarely directed at the Hero.
Looking at the silent Hero, he disappointingly shook his head.
"Being a Hero, then you go to kill goblins...
"You have earned the right to pursue strength, yet you turn around to embrace the weak.
"Although I never had expectations for you, I truly didn't foresee you doing something this ludicrous."
The man irritably tapped on the table, the sound not heavy yet it made the Hero tremble.
"This perhaps is inevitable; after all, she is a magician," muttered the Hero's mother softly from the side.
[RGB value of Hero's mother's hair]
Unlike her father, brother, and herself, the mother had slightly mottled lavender hair.
This kind of dull mixed color is quite common in the Kingdom, although hair and eye color cannot represent talent, it also shows that the bearer is not of noble origin.
Nonetheless, in this household, the mother still had a status equal to the father's, her strength as a Spellcaster must be unimaginably powerful indeed.
The Hero raised her head, looking hopefully at_mp her mother, but upon meeting those indifferent eyes, the light in her's faded.
"You just had to do nothing, stay in the city, stay at home, stay in your room...
"Just by doing so, you could live well, and we would provide you with necessary things.
"Can't you even manage this small task?"
The mother let out a sigh.
The Hero opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but not a word came out.
Without another glance at the daughter inheriting his lineage, the father shook his head nonchalantly, he pointed upstairs, about to speak when the brother by his side spoke first.
[Great Failure of brother's attitude!]
2. Pack your bags, get out
3. Let her go back to the countryside ♛
4. I know someone who wants to take her as a concubine
5. Father, mother, let's leave
6. You seem to have become a Hero?
7. Get out of this city
10. Critical Success/Extreme Failure
Before the indifferent father could speak, the brother beside him began to talk.