Devil two hundred and five

The beginning of Minato's memory, or the beginning of life, began in a fiery evening.The clouds in the sky are burning like a raging fire, and the wind blows, and the clouds turn into thousands of fighting soldiers, roaring waves, galloping horses, one after another, and finally all merge into the silent darkness.

Minato just stood up from the ground, and he looked around.Probably not long ago, there was a tragic battle here... or a massacre.The empty square is full of large and small corpses, including human beings and monsters, some with terrified faces, and some with fighting postures.Minato tried to take a few steps forward, and saw that the human buildings not far away were still crackling and burning.

This is the first scene in Minato's memory.

Later, Minato recalled this moment more than once, if the devil is not Pink, maybe this is the portrayal of his life, gunpowder and fighting, life and death and fighting.

"There are still children here, come on! Where's the pastor?!"

After an unknown amount of time, someone discovered Minato and shouted as if he had discovered a miracle.Minato looked up at each other blankly, and it took a while to realize that they were talking about themselves.

"May I have your name?""……"

"how old are you?""……"

"Don't be afraid, the monsters have been chased away by Wang Jun, you are safe." "..."

Many people came to see him, and many people marveled that he survived such a terrible attack, and cast their eyes on him with pity and sympathy.Minato didn't understand why they looked at him like this, he didn't think he had anything to be pitied about.

He just instinctively felt that something was wrong with him.

"What's your name?" Minato asked.

"How old are you?" Ten years old.

"...The army of monsters has been..." The monsters are creatures that have been polluted and demonized because the demon king has awakened and the power of darkness in the world has been strengthened. They are cruel and aim at killing and cruelty.

What is the devil?

The devil is...

Ahhh, don't say any more.

Minato suddenly covered his head, he obviously couldn't remember anything, and knew nothing about his past.But when some specific information reaches his ears, those cold words like the words in a book will ring in the depths of his mind.

Why did he behave like this, Minato didn't understand, he just knew that this is absolutely not the case for normal human beings.He instinctively resisted obeying those words, refusing to react as "it" dictated.

But fortunately, Minato's actions did not make most people reject him.More people just patted his head, showing regretful and sad expressions.Minato tried to understand such feelings, but he didn't understand why he felt sad when his parents were killed by monsters.

The turning point happened to an intern priest. The little priest was only 17 years old. She left home early to join a mercenary group. Because of the attack of the monster, she was recalled by the Church of Light to take care of the Minato area. the wounded.

The mercenary group she belonged to also came here with her.

Minato clearly remembered that the pastor's name was Mei, and he wore two cute braids.The leader of the mercenary group is an uncle named Charles. The two are lovers. When they walked around the lake holding hands, they looked like a good match.

"Little one, what's your name? If you don't answer, I'll have to call you little..." Mei really likes Minato, or in other words, it's hard for a human being who judges people by their appearance to dislike him.

Although Minato himself thought it was meaningless, he did have a face that would amaze many people. Mei squeezed his face from time to time and said, "Little one, when you grow up, you don't know how many women you will hurt." heart."

Mei's words made Minato instinctively feel that women are very troublesome creatures, and if they are not careful, they will make them sad.Later, Minato thought that he would embark on the path of being a gay, perhaps inseparable from his childhood education.

After Mei said these words, she would smear some dirty things on Minato's face.

Minato was disgusted at first, but later he got used to it—it could avoid a lot of stares, especially those that made him feel uncomfortable.

Perhaps for this reason, in the entire refugee camp, Minato liked staying with May the most.He was naive and difficult to distinguish which one's kindness was sincere.Of course, when living with Mei, it is unavoidable to watch Shire practice his sword.

Of course, Minato can tell how many flaws there are in one posture of Charles with just a glance.Minato was sure that if he wanted to, he could defeat Shire within a few strokes.

...as if Minato was born to live with the sword.

"Hahaha, Mei, look, the little one is staring at me motionlessly." Charles joked with a smile, "...Do you want to practice swords, being a swordsman is very handsome!"

Minato turned his head contemptuously - even if he was practicing swordsmanship, he didn't want to learn swordsmanship from Charles.

"Don't make trouble." Mei would laugh at this time, "Swordsmen are so dangerous. Minato has the attribute of light, so it is good to be a priest. Priests are protected by many people, so they are safe."

Mei's words made Minato's heart a little more subtle.Although he didn't want to learn the sword behind someone who was weaker than him, but he was also unwilling to become a priest who saved lives and healed the wounded and hid behind a warrior.

Although the boy's hands are immature, there is already a flame burning silently in his heart.

The days in the refugee camp were very short, and soon, someone above ordered the refugees to move.The mercenary group also had to continue their busy days.According to the written arrangement, Minato should be sorted into a parish and receive education.But Minato looked at him for a long time, the fat man who wanted to adopt him lifted his foot and kicked him away.

Then as soon as he turned around, he ran around for three days and three nights without eating or drinking, and finally caught up with the mercenary group.

Mei was crying in pain.

It was Charles who patted his head and said, "Little guy is really stubborn, this kind of character who never gives up until he reaches his goal... Maybe your life will be very hard."

These words did not arouse any splash in Minato's heart.

The mercenary group does not accept children, but they made an exception for Minato.But Minato can't be a rice bug either. He has to carry his own luggage, help his seniors polish their weapons, and cook... All in all, Minato has done anything that has nothing to do with fighting.But no one thought that he could also hold the hilt of the sword.

The life of the mercenary group is very hard. They hunt and kill monsters for a living, and often encounter dead bodies.At this time, Mei will often put her hands together, pray for the other party, and then bury her on the spot.She often said: "There is an end to the suffering in this world. When a brave man appears and defeats the devil...these sufferings will end."

brave...

The word seemed to open something.

The voice in Minato's mind suddenly chattered endlessly: It is your mission to become a brave man. You were born in this world to defeat the devil...

Shut up, shut up!

Minato felt pain again, and he felt a silent anger at the control of his destiny by this external force.

Tigers are always on the mountain roads. Minato's small mercenary group finally encountered a large number of monster attacks.Minato was protected at the rear of the team, and Ciel fought at the front.Looking at those monsters, Minato kept thinking, those can be attacked, and those need to be dodged.The methods of attack were wired in his mind, and he could slay monsters whenever he needed to with his sword drawn.

but……

...No, this is a trap.

It was that voice in his head, trying to control his trap.

"Little one, flash!" Mei threw him down.A giant beast's claws flew across the sky, bringing out a stream of blood, and a nerve in Minato's mind snapped.

Straight line, twist.Slashing, stabbing, Minato shook his wrist, a stream of blood fell from the iron sword, the attacking big bird was split in half by him, and the monsters around him were frightened by him, so they dared not get close to him for a while forward.

Minato's heart was as calm as water, and killing seemed to be part of his nature.

He didn't walk fast, and the speed with which he swung the iron sword was not as fast as that of an adult, but every time, it was as if a monster had hit their Achilles' heel on Minato's sword tip.

Although the monsters are ferocious, they are also bullying and fearing the hard.Minato walked more and more briskly, but there were more and more cracks on the iron sword, and the blade was even curled.After an unknown amount of time, the huge body of the last monster fell to the ground. Minato wiped his face with his hands and found thick blood dripping down his body.

...but what's the point?

Once a person dies, he can no longer be resurrected.

It is his responsibility to become a brave man. Once he evades this responsibility, he needs someone who is much weaker than him to stand up and protect everyone.

Minato had a sore nose.

Now he has stepped up, but it's too late.

Minato changed to a sharper sword and chased the monsters in the direction they were fleeing.He needs blood to calm his rage.

Why did it take him so long to understand such a simple truth?

Why did he make such a stupid mistake?

……

Such anger until Minato's back hem was grabbed by a small hand.

It was a boy who looked a little younger than him, with curly hair as dark blue as the sea, and a light dimple when he smiled. He was well dressed and looked like a nobleman who lived a very good life.

Minato had a sore nose at the time, this was the only person he saved in this battle.

Then he was also saved by the only ray of light.

"Can you still stand up?" Minato asked, reaching out his hand to give him a hand.

But the moment he stretched out his hand, he regretted it again. His hand was dripping with the enemy's blood, which looked extremely terrifying.

That's right, this is him, with a glamorous appearance.

Inside, it is a cowardly, ugly thing that exists for the meaning of killing.

But the hand he tried to take back was firmly grasped by the opponent.Minato tried to break free several times, but failed in the end, and had to let the blue-haired boy hold him.

The other party's gaze seemed to have discovered a treasure worth cherishing for a lifetime, which made Minato's heart slightly soft.

"My name is Pink Francis. What's your name?"

"Minato... I will be the future hero."