Before he was crowned king II

Helaier was standing by the clear river. In the sunset, a long and narrow blurred figure was reflected on the shimmering river surface.

Because of the influence of the magical storm outside the Devil's Eye, there has just been a heavy rain here, and the air is filled with the damp smell of fresh grass and fresh horse manure.

"Where are you?" A young man's voice came from next to his ear.

"It's so noisy..." Helaier muttered impatiently, loosened the silk collar with one hand, and turned back to the Orc Alliance along the dirt road when he came.

"That person is so beautiful."

"Is he also a believer in the gods?"

"It should be with the envoy. The people who are with the envoy are very good-looking."

"It's amazing. Could it be that becoming a believer can make you look good?"

Helaier continued to walk forward aimlessly, and the sub-orcs around him who saw his face talked a lot. He just looked around casually as if he couldn't hear him.

The human was asking where he went,? But Herrell didn't bother to answer,? He was not a kept pet, and he had to report his location to the owner anytime, anywhere.

He was a god in the past, and he could create a race at will, far surpassing the more advanced existence of human beings.

There are more and more eyes focused around,? Heller curled his lips unhappily, put on the hood attached to the robe, and crossed his hands in front of his chest.

"This...can I give this to you?" A little boy with animal ears stopped Helaier's way and said,? The messy and straw-like hair was tied together by twine,? Dirty There was a shy smile on Xi Xi's face, but the round animal pupils didn't dare to really look at him.

"This is the first time I found... Lucky Flower by the river,? It's very rare to see..."

The boy was holding a small purple flower in his hand, his voice wasn't loud, and he was even trembling.

Herrera lowered his eyes, not knowing what the little guy blocking the way wanted to do. He glanced at the "lucky flower" the other party called, and the drooping buds looked as pitiful as the little guy.

"I don't want it, take it away." Herrell said lightly.

"This...it has four leaves, my grandma said,? Make a wish on it and any wish will come true."

The little boy was a little anxious, and quickly explained the magic of this little flower like offering a treasure.

"Oh, it's so amazing, you can keep it for yourself." Herrell waved his hand, speaking lazily.

"But, I want to give it to you..." the little boy blushed and whispered.

Helear looked at the little boy, as if he had found some interesting toy, raised his eyebrows, and chuckled slightly: "Why did you give it to me?"

"Because, because... you are very good-looking, the most, the best-looking of all the people I have ever seen..." the little boy stammered.

Herrera's smooth chin lifted slightly, and it was still very useful for these flattering words.

It is normal for a mere sub-orc cub to be overwhelmed by his appearance. After all, when he himself faces the mirror, he will also express some emotion at the flawless face in the mirror.

It is nature to fall into beautiful things, and some people who do not know how to appreciate beauty are called "natural defects"!

"I know I'm pretty—" Herrell nodded, condescendingly pinching the flower in the boy's hand, "For your good eyesight, I reluctantly accepted this "poor little flower" . "

"Then...can I marry you when I grow up?" The little boy's eyes lit up.

"What did you say?" Herrell's body under the robe trembled, her rosy eyes filled with disbelief, "marry me?"

"Yes, yes, grandma said, if you meet a girl you like, you can give her lucky flowers..." The little boy fell silent halfway through.

"Girl? Kid, do you think it's a woman?" Herrell's mouth twitched, and Mingyan's expression became gloomy.

"Ah..." The little purple flower was kneaded into crumbs by clean fingers, and the little boy shivered in fright.

"Since you can't even tell the gender, why don't I pick out your eyes for you?"

Herrera narrowed her eyes, and slowly stretched her right hand towards the boy's little face with a snotty nose.

"What are you doing?" Someone grabbed his hand.

The little boy came to his senses suddenly, exhaled with a pale face, and immediately ran away without looking back.

Helaier gave a cold "cut" and broke free from the man's shackles with all his strength, "You really found it very quickly."

"People around here are talking about you," Sheen said. "Just ask."

He glanced at the petals that fell on the ground, "Is it the devil's hobby to scare children?"

"Ha, don't you know that children are the devil's favorite food? The smaller the better, the ones in swaddling babies are the best." Herrell walked forward with a sullen face.

"Say it as if you've eaten it." Sean followed behind Herrell, "Obviously only interested in sweets."

"Shut up..." Herrell turned her head and said viciously, "And don't follow me."

One person walked forward sullenly, while the other followed silently.

In this way, they visited the central territory of the Orc Alliance, and the two of them returned to the camp until it was completely dark and Helaier felt very bored.

"Do you want something to eat?"

"No."

"This is the sweet milk wine specially made by the Asian orcs, do you want to try it?"

"No."

"It tastes good, you should like it."

"Do you want to talk to me about your brother?" Herrell raised his eyelids and looked into Sean's eyes, "You gave half of my heart to that orc, today I should have understood that light Boy, you deliberately let all of them live."

"I admit that I can't hurt him." After a few seconds of silence, Sean said slowly, "This is my mistake."

"You've told me this kind of thing many times." Herrera looked away and said with a slight sarcasm, "You asked me to believe you, and you swore to say frankly that my decision would not be judged by anyone. people influence."

"I don't understand, this feeling is very weird." Sean recalled what happened during the day, and his first order to Kaisen was to kill the feared "senior magician".

However, when he really arrived at the scene, he involuntarily changed the order to smash the magic barrier.

"Do you know what this is? Could it be some special magic?" Sean frowned.

"Probably because of blood relationship." Herrell said quietly.

"Blood relationship... Will there be blood relationship between gods?" Sean asked after a pause, "If that day comes, will you become hesitant when facing the God of Light?"

"Probably not." Herrell's face darkened, "He didn't hesitate when he dug out my heart."

"Does it hurt?" Sean asked.

"It doesn't hurt at all, do you want me to let you experience it?" Herrell rolled her eyes.

"It seems to be a painful memory for you." Sean nodded, "When that day comes, how do you plan to take revenge on the God of Light? Do you want to dig out his heart as well?"

"I haven't had time to think about it yet." Herrell was stunned.

"You can start to think about it." Sean said, "Now that your figure can be seen by ordinary people, I think it should be because of the gradual accumulation of faith."

"Probably, although it is still far from its heyday, I do feel that my strength has recovered recently."

Helaier lowered his head, looking at his own shadow on the ground, and suddenly felt a rare touch.

It turns out that after so many years of long sleep, the world has not forgotten him.He is real and alive.

"Do you have any wishes?" Herrell suddenly changed the subject and asked.

"Help you kill the God of Light."

"I said it was your wish!" Herrell frowned, and pursed her lips uncomfortably, "In the future... maybe I will reward you."

"No..." Sean thought for a while, then shook his head.

"How could it not be possible!" Herrell was a little annoyed, "Everyone will have wishes, even stray kittens and puppies on street corners will have wishes!"

He hated this state of Sean's expression. He didn't pay much attention to it before, but now he didn't know why, which made him feel unbearable.

Just as he always believed that "a soul without desires tastes like chewing wax" and scoffed at the "abstinence theory" of the Holy See of Guangming.

Although he looks down on most weak and incompetent creatures, he respects all kinds of desires in this world.

According to Herrell, if a person has no desires, he is no different from a breathing corpse.

Therefore, in the face of endless time, he always likes to find some entertainment for himself, or a goal to challenge. He no longer has the beating heart in his chest, and he never wants to indulge himself in the long river of time and become a A god of boredom who sees through all.

"Why are you so excited?" Sean was a little puzzled, even though he had been together for a long time, sometimes it was difficult for him to understand Helear's thoughts.

"Say, wish!" Herrell stared into Sean's eyes and said word by word in a threatening tone.

"Alive..." Sean was silent for a while, "Really alive."

"What?" Herrell was taken aback for a moment, he never thought that the other party would have similar concerns as himself.

"It's not difficult to understand. Only by living can you find your own wishes."

Sean sighed softly, "For people who don't exist, nothing is meaningful."

"You are really afraid of death!" Herrell patted the table, "I told you, as long as I live, you will live. You have plenty of time to find your own wishes."

Tonight's conversation was a bit out of scope, Sean didn't expect a devil to talk about such a profound philosophy of life as "why do I live for".

He told Herrell that "people who don't exist have no meaning to do anything." After the other party misunderstood "non-existence" as the meaning of "death", they still didn't forget to ridicule him.

In fact, he was a little surprised that Heleer was willing to "live with him". He thought that the high gods only regarded him as a useful tool, and his own life and death had nothing to do with this world.

He smiled invisibly and said softly, "Thank you, Herrell."

Sorry, I will be notified to work overtime tomorrow, so I can only work on the third day.

Sorry, the May Day game will end early, let's play again next time during the small holiday. [At that time, I was probably writing the third part]

-

感谢在2021-05-04?01:24:09-2021-05-05?00:37:56期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦——

Weilan, Padao Raising Mink Wearing Mink Hair, 16021023, Uncle Miao Bu Si, Rainbow Jingque, Difficult to Travel? 1 piece;

26ci, 34744344? 20 bottles;

Difficult to travel, 1 bottle of Qinghe;