Why the devil and the prince look the same

The little monster was one year older, but long-term malnutrition made him look like a six-year-old child.

But the little monster was really a monster, he obviously didn't finish his last meal, and there was still baby fat on his face.Such vitality made the townspeople fear him even more—the monster was tenacious.

Now there are no children who dare to bully him, everyone stays away from him, and everyone in this town hates him.

Stumble over a stone, and someone will say, "That little monster must have cast a spell."

When a child is sick, the mother will put her palms together in front of her face, and pray devoutly: "My child is cursed by a little monster, please give my poor child some light, Your Highness the Sun."

Enduring his headache, he walked on the usual road, and after this trip he went to sleep by the dry river.Lying there, the ground is the bed, the sky is the cover, and everywhere is his home.

Hungry, the little monster was in so much pain today that he didn't even have the strength to speak. His head was aching, but his steps didn't slow down.

Go faster, and faster, it will be too late.

He is not so greedy for life, and has no fear of death. The little monster rarely understands the meaning of life.Only one thing, before the pain that would take his life was over, there was one person he wanted to see, the one who called him a warrior.

Once met, he left the town and went to the deep forest to find his kind.

Day1

"Clary didn't come for the drunk today"

Day2

"Clary still didn't come to see the drunkard today"

……

Day25

"Will Clary come tomorrow?"

Day26

"When will Clary come?"

……

Day46

"My back hurts so much today. Am I really a monster, and every year I get older, I will deviate from others? When I see Clary again, will he think I lied?"

……

It had been four hundred days since no one called the little monster by his name, and he became a little monster again.

The child was wearing plain black clothes and a wide cloak and stepped on the fallen leaves.With the rustling sound of the soles of his feet as he walked, and when the leaves fell on his head, he would frown.

Day400

"Am I going to die, I'm in so much pain, will Clary have a good time with me?"

The little monster no longer firmly believes that he is not a monster, and the little monster has forgotten his name.

His hair is getting blacker, his green eyes are getting stronger, sometimes he will be surprised when he sees his little monster in the mirror, his pupils are getting closer and closer to black...

The little monster didn't fight the pain like he had the past few days, and he passed out.

When he awoke he thought he was dead.

He could lie straight on the bed without pressure, and there was no tingling in the top of his head.It turns out that the taste of death is so comfortable, "So I can also go to heaven?" He couldn't help rolling a few times in the soft clothes, rolling from the head of the bed to the end of the bed, and from the end of the bed to the head of the bed.

What a joy to die.

I am so happy that I can still meet the people I want to see.

After the little monster was happy, he began to cry. He suddenly felt that death was an uncomfortable thing.

"Mirek, are you sad?"

"When I think of your death, I want to cry. Aren't you sad?" Mirek's teary eyes aroused pity.

Clary spent a lot of time explaining to Mirek that he wasn't dead, and neither was Mirek.

They're staying in an inn in the city now because the townspeople say there's no shelter left.

Mirek sniffed his clothes, and jumped out of bed. He really didn't die—the clothes still smelled...

He glanced at the bed and began to regret it.

In fact, Clary has already prepared new clothes for Mirek, some of which are new styles and some are similar to Mirek's.

Mirek, who changed into new clothes after taking a shower, was very cute, and reminded Clary of His Royal Highness when he was a child.

Clary thought again that the prince had resolutely left the castle and headed for the western forest this time, and he was determined not to take him with him.

Clary obviously wanted to follow the prince, so His Highness took him out of the city, but after leaving the city, His Highness asked him to wait outside the city for his return.

"I order you."

He must obey the prince's orders, and in a sense the prince is his master.

It was in such a disheartened situation that Clary picked up Mirek, and the child's condition was worse than the last time we met.

When walking with the child in his arms, the child's sweat soaked his clothes, and Clary almost slipped his hand and let the child come into intimate contact with the ground.

Anyway, it almost didn't happen.

But when they found the hotel, the child stopped sweating, and when Clary wiped his face clean, he found that Mirek looked very healthy.If he hadn't remembered the expression on the child's face when he fell to the ground, Clary would have reason to suspect that the child had just fallen asleep while walking.

Now Clary is already a knight, of course not to the point of winning glory for the country.He is only in charge of the prince alone, and at this time he is unemployed.

The unemployed little knight and the lonely little monster discussed for a while and decided to spend some time together.

It was said that they were discussing the fact that Clary was in charge of speaking, and Mirek was in charge of nodding.

Clary went fishing, Mirek identified wild vegetables;

Clary shoots pheasants with arrows, and Miruike is braised and steamed.

All in all it was a good day, said the unemployed knight, "Let's all dine together until the prince comes back!"

Mirek nodded as usual.

Clary was awakened by screams at night, and he lit a candle when he woke up.Mirek, who was on the other floor, curled up, put his hands on his calves, gritted his teeth, and sweated profusely on his face.

The air current drove the candle flames to flicker, and the child's pale face looked even more pitiful in the warm yellow firelight.

Clary squatted next to Mirek's calf, kneading his calf while comforting him, "It's okay, it's okay, it's because Mirek wants to grow taller, and the pain won't hurt after a while."

It was probably Clary's consolation that helped, and Mirek managed a smile, "It doesn't hurt anymore."

Hearing what he said, Clary felt his heart shiver.The child's previous self-introduction was not an exaggeration at all. How much suffering did he have to suffer to be so capable?

The person Clary talked about most in those early days was the prince.

The child knew that when Clary found the drunkard, he was learning to be a knight and protecting the prince in the future.

For the first time, he felt the emotion of envy, envying that some people are the purpose of others' efforts, but he is just an accident on the road of others' efforts.

The author has something to say:

Knight: "Let's all dine together until the prince comes back!"

Demon King: "Well, I curse that the prince will never come back."