The Hero in Exile

"Lunster is very lucky to have you this time. Without you, I don't know how many people would have been lost. You really have a talent for leadership."

Dakley praised Lunst very directly. He had to say that Lunst did a great job. He let the civilians leave the city as soon as possible and then sent the available troops in the city to rescue and minimize the losses.

"Haha, I've said that, this is all part of my job. After all, our people are often taken care of by you, right? And you've done a good job, haven't you? Without such powerful orc soldiers led by you, I would be helpless."

"Hahahaha, no, no, it's all your credit this time."

"No, no, yours."

The two of them flattered each other, looked at each other and laughed.

After destroying the dragon, Darkley and Lunster led people back to the city to put out the fire, save lives and rebuild the city.

After putting Moran and Lingyu on the bed, Hook and Brunson began to discuss the future development of the two cities. They asked Lunst to make soup for them. It depends on how long it takes them to wake up. After all, their injuries were not serious, only their magic power was exhausted.

Now the two of them have almost finished their work and are ready to go visit the two heroes who killed the dragon. The last time Lingyu woke up, he let Lord Moran eat the dragon egg alone, which made Lunster feel a little guilty. After all, others had also put in so much effort. Now Lunster no longer regards Lingyu as a hero.

But as the future mistress of the demon clan?

Ah, the Demon King has woken up, but there is something wrong with this violent demonic energy. Is it because of the dragon egg? Lunster did not plan to tell Darkley to dispel his doubts, so he decided to wait and see what to do.

"Lunster, why don't you leave?"

Lunst, who had been chatting and laughing with him just now, suddenly stood still. Dakley walked up to Lunst and saw that he was staring at the room where Moran and the others were. His brows turned white and purple, and cold sweat kept pouring down his face.

"Sorry Darkley, from now on no one is allowed to enter that room."

"Huh? Are you kidding? Don't forget that we are here to visit them. Come on, we can make fun of them after we see them."

"I'm sorry little Darkley, but I'm not kidding."

Without giving Dakley time to react, Lunster had already made his move. Although his speed and reaction were not as fast as when he was young, his ferocity and experience accumulated over the years had not diminished at all.

When Dakli reacted, his left hand was already pressed tightly on his back, and on his neck was the dagger that Lunster had used to kill countless enemies.

"Don't move. This dagger of mine is highly poisonous. Little Darkley, I don't want to do this either. But if I go in now, it will affect the friendship between our two tribes, and even our survival. So please trust me this time."

"Okay, okay, I won't go there, okay? Keep the dagger away, it's poisonous, right?"

After Lunst took back the dagger, Dakli looked at Moran's cabin curiously. He really didn't know why Lunst was so excited.

"Hey, why aren't you leaving yet?" Lunster started playing with the dagger again in front of Dakley.

"Let's go."

Seeing that Darkley had really walked away, Lunster looked towards Moran. He also wanted to do the same, but Moran used to restrain his demonic aura so that it wasn't so obvious.

This time it was directly exposed and so violent that he could see it from such a distance. The center of the evil energy was like the reflected figure of Moran. Lunster saw it all, and watched his shadow move to the position of the hero and seemed to be holding him down, and Moran also cast a shielding magic as if he had discovered it, but it only blocked the magic.

If anyone goes in, it is hard to guarantee that they will not go berserk...

And there are two.

Lunster sat on the stone steps not far from the door, thinking that the little brat had finally grown up. However, if he was so tough for the first time, Miss Lingyu would not like it. Forget it, why should an old man think so much? This is something for young people.

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"Thank you so much for troubling you. You should have a good rest now. If you are tired, you can do it later. I can sleep on the floor."

"Nothing, I replenish my magic quickly, and you should rest after doing so much."

Lingyu's ears turned red when she heard Moran's caring words. What's that? He usually speaks so harshly, but now he cares about me. It really takes me a while to get used to it.

Lingyu looked down at the cursed chains still tied to her hands. There was nothing she could do now. If it wasn't for this, she wouldn't be with this guy. This must be the case. She should have refused just now. It must be because she was too soft-hearted. She must refuse next time and not be led by the nose.

"It's just that there will be a tribal sacrificial activity soon and everyone will go back. Can you accompany me? I don't have any other intentions. It's a rare opportunity to catch up."

Oh, good. Lingyu knew that she had to refuse her chance now. She told him that she wanted to lie on the bed and didn't want to see him for a second, then lifted the curse and walked away.

"Yeah... Okay, I haven't relaxed in a long time, you know, so just treat it as a vacation."