house witch

Chapter 447 446. Hero Creation
"dong dong dong"

Hearing the heavy knock on the door, the whole family who were hugging and crying were all taken aback for a moment.

Afterwards, the disheveled woman in the room showed despair, the children with scars on their bodies trembled, and the taciturn man gritted his teeth and clenched his fists so hard that his nails almost pierced into the flesh. inside.

It's really deceiving to come here several times a day.

However, the female voice from the door made the family silent again.

The woman who was still desperate turned her head to look at the man, while the man who was very angry just now started to tremble a little.

In this ghostly place, women are never the only ones who are unsafe. The situation of men, especially handsome men, is actually not much better.

After all, who said that extraordinary villains must be men?Besides, even if he is a man, do he only attack women?It's like the villain who dropped a penny and left just now is actually a woman.

"Master, what should I do?"

The woman could no longer care about despair, she grabbed the man's hand, feeling a little at a loss.

"It's okay, maybe it's just to collect protection fees."

The man squeezed the woman's hand, then forced a smile and said.

"But our family has long run out of money. This month is already the fourth wave of protection fees. The previous White Dragon Gang just received protection fees 40 years ago."

The woman couldn't laugh, and the despair in her eyes became more intense.

In this city of sin, it's not just ordinary people like them who are unsafe. The situation of the gangsters who are rampant on weekdays is actually not very good. New gangs are established here every day, and old gangs perish.

It's just that such a quick update of the gang is not a good thing for them low-level people. After all, you just saved the protection fee of the Black Wolf Gang and thought that you could finally feel at ease for a while, but the next day the Black Wolf Gang The gang was wiped out by the White Dragon Gang, and then people from the White Dragon Gang came to your door again to ask for protection money.
Anyway, after the destruction of several gangs, the protection fee paid by the family now is almost 40 years later in theory. Probably someone from the new ruling gang came to the door.

Hearing what the woman said, the man was silent, and then he looked down at his wrist, where there were dense marks of pinholes.

"Then I will go to the Blood Temple again soon."

The gentlemen of the Blood Temple collect blood for a long time, and the price is calculated according to the quality of the blood. The blood quality of the man is good. He has survived so many protection fees by relying on this before, barely keeping the integrity of the family, otherwise Women or children are always taken away to make up for it.

"No, the master of the temple has already said that you have exceeded the limit this month, and it is still me."

The woman was a little anxious. She was about to persuade the man, but there was a sound of opening the door.

The men and women turned their heads together, and then saw their ten-year-old daughter standing at the door, which was opened by her.

"Sister nun, can you let my house go, I can go with you."

The little girl with a sallow complexion and a tattered linen burqa raised her head and said so.

Men and women: "."

Dorothy: "."

The house witch who was knocking on the door with "Genesis" was also true. She didn't expect such a thing to happen, but after a moment of stupefaction, a smile appeared on her face.

Although Dorothy was wearing a veil at this time, such a layer of mortal fabric obviously couldn't conceal the charm of the god's face. Everyone present could clearly feel that the nun was smiling at this time. And was caught by this smile for a moment.

"Sister nun, you are so beautiful."

A young girl can't hide her words, she said very bluntly.

Dorothy: "."

The house witch was silent for a moment, if other witches would be very happy to hear this praise, but she felt a little complicated when she heard this.

Sure enough, she still prefers others to praise her for being handsome or strong.

But forget it, who would compete with a child?Especially for such a sensible child, she reached out and touched the little girl's head, rubbing her somewhat rough hair.

"Little sister, your mouth is so sweet. Don't say it again next time. Forget it. Since you chose to open the door, it really proves that you are destined to me. Then this token of God is given to you. May you keep this forever." A heart that wants to protect the family and the courage to open the door today."

The house witch reached out from her pocket and took out a pendant that looked like a miniature hammer, and then put this necklace pendant around the little guy's neck.

In the room, the man and the woman looked nervously at the weird nun who appeared at the door. Their concern for their daughter even made them immune to the influence of that divine face. They only dared to watch carefully from a distance. Here, she didn't dare to act rashly at all, for fear that a bad nun would anger this weird nun and hurt her daughter.

There was only a four or five-year-old boy next to the two of them who seemed to want to go to the door to play with his sister, but before he could move, he was grabbed by both men and women, and then covered the little guy's mouth.

Dorothy was not angry when she saw the reaction of the family. She just smiled a little more, then lifted the skirt of the nun's dress, and after an elegant skirt ceremony, she turned and left.

This surprised the family, but knowing that the weird nun with a hammer had gone away, the family dared to go forward again, and then the woman came up and gave the nun who was still looking at the nun stupidly. The young lady slapped her daughter in the direction she left, and then hugged her tightly, tears streaming down her face.

This brat, she almost thought that she was really going to lose this daughter just now.

The man had to calm down a bit. He looked at the exquisite silver and white hammer necklace hanging around his daughter's neck, his expression constantly changing.

He wanted to take off the necklace, after all, it was a gift from the weird nun of unknown origin.

In the City of Sin, there is nothing more taboo than faith. After all, there is no serious faith in this ghostly place. The only possible object of faith here is the demon of the abyss.

And how many people who have a relationship with the devil can die well in the end?
The man remembered what the nun said when she knocked on the door.

Anyway, no money, how much trust?
Hehe, what a standard declaration of a cultist, there is no good thing in this world, free things are often the most expensive.

However, the man struggled again and again, but he still didn't take off the necklace around his daughter's neck. After all, he didn't know if there was any vicious curse on the necklace. That's how dead neighbors pick things up.

The man just sighed, then looked up at the sky that was almost dusk.

It's almost another day of suffering, but how long will this hellish day last?
"Dorothy, didn't you go to promote the faith? Why did you just leave?"

Denisa looked at the younger sister beside her with some doubts, and asked a little puzzled.

She just watched the whole process from the sidelines, but she really didn't understand what Dorothy was doing. She didn't do anything, just gave the little girl a necklace and left. Can this also be called missionary work?What exactly did you pass on?

"Didn't I already pass it on?"

The house witch turned her head to look at her good sister beside her, then asked with a smile.

At this time, Dorothy was in a surprisingly good mood, after all, the spread of this belief was much smoother than she expected.

"Forehead"

Denisa was even more confused, she didn't blink just now, did she just miss something crucial?

"Well, it's passed on. Didn't you see it just now? That little girl is very courageous, right?"

replied Dorothy, laughing.

"I don't deny that."

Looking at the younger sister of the Riddler, Miss Shepherdess's fist hardened, but when talking about the little girl just now, Denisa also showed a smile on her face.

That is indeed a wonderful child, who knows how to protect his family at such a young age, and not only understands, but also has the courage to do it.

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Denisa seemed to understand what Dorothy meant all of a sudden. Is this what she called preaching?
"Haha, it seems that you have already understood, Denisa. Why do you need others to preach and explain the true faith? It should be something that everyone has and is within reach."

The House Witch chuckled a few times, then skipped and avoided several sewage pits on the rough and dilapidated road under her feet, then she turned around deftly, walked directly backwards, and faced this thoughtful man directly. Good sister.

"You and Adam both said that a hero is lonely, and you need to lose everything to have the courage to be a hero."

"But I don't agree with this point of view. The child just now is already a little hero in my heart, Denisa, don't you think Adam was really handsome and heroic when he directly saved you from the stake Is it airy?"

"In my opinion, the so-called heroes don't have to complete the great cause of saving the world. Those who have the courage to defend their families are heroes, at least they are the heroes in their families' hearts."

"Man will conquer the sky. It seems unrealistic to you, but if you put it another way, heroes working together can overcome the sky. Isn't this suddenly convincing?"

Dorothy said so, then turned around again, resumed her normal walking posture, and once again avoided a few stumbling stones.

"People who have lost everything are indeed fearless, but that is not real courage in my opinion, and even a cowardly expression. Their so-called courage is nothing but self-defeating escapism and a tendency to self-destruct That's all."

"True courage should come from the determination to protect something. Courage comes from caring, from fetters. It is precisely because there is something behind you that you want to protect, so people will not back down even half a step, and resolutely guard to the end. courage."

"The hymn of mankind is the hymn of courage, and the greatness of mankind is the greatness of courage."

"Dinisha, in your eyes, these people are just a flock of rabble, but in my eyes, there are embryos of heroes everywhere."

"As long as they are polished a little, these embryos will be formed soon. They just lack an opportunity, an opportunity, and now, I will personally deliver this opportunity, this opportunity to them."

"Self-cultivation, family harmony, state governance, and peace of the world, when countless little heroes with the same goal gather together, I dare not say invincible, but it can indeed be called a powerful team that can cause miracles."

As the house witch said so, she took out a small hammer necklace from her pocket that was exactly the same as the necklace she gave the little girl before.

She held the small hammer with her hand, and with a little force, she easily crushed the outer shell, revealing the small capsule-like container hidden in the hammer, and inside the container was a A drop of liquid that shone like a ruby.

Dorothy was now a Potions Witch, and this was the great potion she had developed after reading all the books in the month.

She named the red potion that shone like blood "Hero's Blood".

Of course, Dorothy actually preferred to call it by another name than its official name.

"Deteriorated Witch's Blood"

Or "Horse Monkey Shochu Blood"

"Tsk, you can't blame me, it's all the malice of the world. The world of witches is so unfair to boys. Who knows why the effect of this potion on girls is dozens of times that of boys? It's unscientific, they are all human, when will the boys stand up."

After skillfully finishing a set of boxing techniques, the magic power in the house witch's hand flickered. She restored the necklace to its original shape, and then took the hammer to knock on the door of another family.

"dong dong dong"

Some knocks on the door that were too heavy echoed in this slum.

In this regard, Denisa fell into silence.

She really wanted to refute the fallacy of her sister, but she just opened her mouth, but the shepherdess found that she really didn't know how to refute.

After all, when she was almost burned to death on the stake, the priest who suddenly rescued people and Dorothy really shined like heroes in her eyes.

Although the book says that generally only those who complete legendary tasks such as saving the world can be called heroes, but only when a person is alive can he own the world, and saving a life seems to save that person's whole world to some extent .

So, is there anything wrong with saying that the person who saves lives is a hero?
as for courage
Denisa looked at the younger sister who was yelling such unclear slogans as "80.80" and then smashing people's doors.

She didn't know anything else, but if anyone wanted to hurt Dorothy, they had to step over her dead body first.

She still has such awareness, but just this level of awareness, can this be considered courage?

The shepherdess is thinking
　Xibao has mastered the ex skills, the hero is made, you are already a hero, hurry up.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)