The Brave Master Is the Demon King

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Dark clouds were all over the sky, and the drizzle fell crookedly, and the mountains in the distance were covered with fog. You could only see the foot of the mountain, but not the top.

There is an ordinary village at the foot of the mountain, where large tracts of farmland are scattered, and villagers wearing hats and corsets are in the misty fields. In a place with many houses, which is the center of the village, farmers will let their children come to a private school here when the farm is busy, and there is an old woman who teaches them to read.

She always smells of garlic and some herbs mixed with it, but the children don't hate her because she often tells stories that interest them.

"Three years ago, Amihu, the greatest brave man in human history, passed away. He dragged the demons' army with one man. That day was dim and the world was depressed. His sacrifice gave mankind a chance. Under the guidance of the Adventurer’s Guild, the armies of the empires sneaked into the back of the enemy and gave them a heavy blow. In the following year, the demons did not relax."

The old woman was sitting on the wooden deck chair, and the children were sitting around, listening to her story.

"I know! I know! This is the plan proposed by the guild president Miss Rael Phoenix! She is the smartest and bravest woman in the world."

A little girl without front teeth stood up excitedly. She wore two ponytails, one long and one short. The most eye-catching thing was the butterfly hairpin on her hair, which was distributed by the Adventurer's Guild.

"The seventh brave Klaus is much better than her, he killed the elemental demon!"

Another kid yelled. Soon, the room was filled with children's yelling and yelling. They were divided into two factions, one is the adventurer's union support faction, which is mostly girls, and the other is the brave support. Pie, the two sides are arguing non-stop, and neither is convinced.

The old woman seemed to be accustomed to this happening, and her ears were not working well, even if everyone shouted in her ears, she was indifferent.

She focused her attention on the child in the room. He is not too young. He seems to be ten years old this year. What makes him different from other children is that he is extraordinarily quiet and the clothes he wears. It's more tattered, and the pants are full of patches.

Even in the countryside, other children hate him for being dirty. He is always dirty.

Moreover, he kept looking out the door, sitting on the ground, looking out the open wooden door.

This house was originally a small temple, but people no longer remember what gods lived here before. Over time, they emptied it and used it as a place for children. Since there are no windows, the room will be very dark if the door is not opened, and such remote places will not be luxurious enough to light up during the day.

In fact, he is not the only habit of staring outside the door. When the dusk approaches, all children will lie by the door, staring outside, waiting for their father or mother to pick themselves up. At this time, they hope their parents will come early. When they see their parents, they will run out happily. Then there are fewer and fewer children in the house, and the sky is getting darker and darker.

At a certain time late, the children began to feel lost and sad. When parents came to pick them up, they were not as excited as they were earlier, and some would even be angry about it. If the sun goes down, old lady When the lamp is lit, many timid children will cry, thinking that their parents have abandoned them. Other children who are slightly stronger are affected and cannot help crying.

Only the tattered child, he has always been so worried, as if unhappy, and he has always been the one to leave at the latest.

His father came back from the ground very late, the man was dirtier, his clothes were older and more tattered, and then the little boy walked out silently and followed him away.

The old woman heard some rumors about him from the village, and out of pity, she paid special attention to him.

In this ordinary morning, a white-haired woman suddenly came to this village. Holding a huge potato leaf as a fan, she walked on the muddy village road. She is very special, very special. There are few strangers in the village. Even traveling merchants are reluctant to come to this remote place, let alone travellers.

So she attracted the attention of all the children, and they all lay down at the door, looking at the beautiful big sister in strange clothes. She was tall and had an unusual white hair, and everyone was attracted by her white hair, including the little boy.

"Don't block the door! Go back to your place!"

The old woman yelled, and she got up from her chair. For the remote village, strangers were accidents, and adults would feel nervous about it.

At this time, the other party also turned around and looked at everyone. I don't know which naughty child said "She's going to eat people!" The other children screamed and ran back into the house happily.

Only one boy was still standing in front of the door.

The old woman came to the door with a cane. She stretched out her hand like a tree root and touched the boy's head.

"Enough to watch~www.readwn.com~ You also go back and do it well. Only rascals will stare at the girl."

She said, the little boy blinked, he looked at the stranger, and the other person raised the leaf. When he saw the other person's face, his eyes widened and his mouth opened wide.

At that moment, he seemed to understand what the old woman meant by being beautiful.

The white-haired woman had beautiful blue eyes, and her face was different from everyone in the village. He didn't know how to describe it, it was the kind of feeling that made her heart throb at a glance.

She came over, the little boy stepped back silently, and the old woman stood by the door, looking at the travelers outside.

"Hey! Girl, where do you come from?"

The old woman beckoned to each other, and the latter came under the eaves.

"Hello old woman, where is this place?"

Her voice is very nice, but there are always children imitating others underneath.

"What? I don't hear well, you speak louder."

The old woman couldn't hear clearly, this was her old problem.

"Where is this place?"

The other party was a little louder, but the boy knew that this volume couldn't make the old man hear clearly.

"This is Beifu Mountain Village."

He suddenly spoke, and the other person looked at him, and the boy was so nervous that he held the door frame.

"Oh, thank you. I heard that adventurers are needed here. Do you know where the client is?"

The white-haired woman asked. After hearing the other party's words, the boy suddenly opened his eyes and took a deep breath.

"What? I'm sorry, my ears are a little awkward."

Said the grandmother.

"Mother! She is an adventurer! Come and help us! I will take her to see Old Man Huo!"

The boy shouted into the old man's ear. The old man heard him clearly. She looked at the white-haired woman with a strange look.