The Hero in Exile

"You two messengers are really weird. One is from the church? The other one is from the demon tribe, right? Little girl, could it be that you finally couldn't stand the nagging of those charlatans and ran away secretly? You shouldn't mix with the demon tribe, you know that the demon tribe is now..."

Although the night crystal stone is expensive, the lighting effect is not that good. Bronzebeard stopped wiping the treasure and caught a glimpse of the believer he had just mentioned.

Bronzebeard's gaze lingered on the two of them. Moran was used to this kind of look and although he didn't care, he still felt uncomfortable. Had he really seen it before?

"This demon brother looks like a human, but I can still feel that he is a demon from his aura. Miss, the holy light you exude is quite special. It should be said that your holy light is stronger. And we have met before, right?"

Lingyu began to wonder if it was possible that he recognized her even though they had only met once a year ago. Damn, if Vida hadn't asked her to come out and say a few words in order to gain the support of the dwarves, she wouldn't have thought that this guy still remembered her.

What to do? Just admit it now.

While Lingyu was thinking, Tongxu stroked his beard as if he remembered something, and his expression softened a little.

"As a businessman, how could I forget such a big customer? This is the brave man Lingyu who asked me to sell them equipment at a bargain price in order to help the church."

If you didn't listen to their tone, you might think they were two enemies. Although that might be true, at least from their tone and their relaxed demeanor, you can tell that they are quite friendly.

Moran on the side also breathed a sigh of relief, and naturally scratched his head with his hands behind his back. If his guess was correct, if the situation was not right just now, this guy would definitely perform the trick of taking out the magic sword from his cloak.

"I can see that you still have a lot of questions, but this isn't a good place to talk, right? Let's go to a suitable place and talk over afternoon tea."

Bronzebeard walked past the two of them and headed out of the cave.

Molan and Lingyu looked at each other and followed silently behind him, keeping a distance of about five meters between them in tacit understanding.

After walking only two steps, Moran's shoulder leaned over, which saved me from asking again.

"I didn't expect you knew him."

"We only met once, and I was forced to do it that time. If I had known that we would meet in this way, I would never have helped Vida."

I get angry when I think of that bald guy. I hope he won’t fall into my hands next time, otherwise I’ll shave him into a ball.

"But from now on, it is still beneficial to us. At least after recognizing that you are a hero, the hostility is not so strong."

"That's true, but he wants to have a good talk later, right? I can only see what's going on."

"Just because?"

"Nothing. That's my hometown dialect. I almost forgot you couldn't understand it."

***

Led by Bronzebeard, they arrived at the restaurant.

The exquisite carvings, the huge room and the beautiful paintings are hard to imagine appearing in a dining room. The level of luxury is no less than that of the king's private room.

But in such an exquisite room there was only a table that was not particularly long, and no one would come to dine with him. After all, this Bronzebeard had no children, let alone marriage, and there had never been any ambiguous information about him. The sons of the other kings had all died.

Bronzebeard sat at the main seat at the long table, while Moran and Lingyu sat side by side next to Bronzebeard.

"If you two want anything to eat, I'll ask the chef to make it."

"I don't care, just be normal."

"I'm fine with anything as long as I don't put chili in it."

It turns out that Moran doesn't like spicy food. It's good to know his weakness. Next time he offends me, I will add more chili when cooking for him.

Ah autumn~

The person who was being plotted against was still unaware of it, thinking that as a demon, his health should not be so poor.

Not long after, the meal was served. It was a steak. Although I had no idea what kind of meat it was, its soft and glutinous texture and the taste of fat that burst out in my mouth impacted my taste buds.

In Lingyu's words, it's damn delicious.

"You are so leisurely, brave man. I wonder if you know what happened to you recently?"

"Unlike someone who was eating voraciously, Bronzebeard was cutting the steak carefully and asked.

"Haven't I been in your city recently? Before that, I was either on the carriage or with the orcs."

"It seems that the hero really doesn't understand." Bronzebeard raised the wooden wine cup and took a gulp. He didn't get used to the foam on his beard and continued: "The church is looking for you. They try to catch others alive, but you are special. They want you dead. And the guy next to you should be the Demon King if I guess correctly."

"Ah...he, he is actually..."

Because the information just now was so shocking, Lingyu couldn't think of any excuse to give Moran. You know, Moran is the devil, almost the public enemy of the whole world, and he can't be exposed at all.

Moran's eyes flashed with shock for a moment after hearing this, but he quickly regained his composure.

"You also know that the church released the devil and the hero died together, but you also saw that the hero is alive and well here. On the contrary, the church has lied to the world. If you wanted to kill us, you should have done it earlier or poisoned the food. Since we are fine, then tell us what you want."

"Hahaha, you're worthy of being the Demon King. You look so young but you're so powerful when you say these words."

"I'm sorry, but I should be older than you."

"Ha, you really want to take advantage of every little bit of advantage."

"I'm just stating the facts."

"Okay, then I have to tell you about the sincerity information as well."