The Hero in Exile

"This place isn't very big, but it's enough for one person to live in."

Lingyu walked into the cave and could see the bottom at a glance. Although the air felt humid, it was much warmer than outside.

Moran walked in without saying a word, and Lingyu followed closely behind him. There was a stone bowl-shaped reservoir next to it, and something wrapped in leaves that didn't seem to be anything particularly strange.

"this is."

Moran bent down to check something, Lingyu walked behind Moran to see what it was.

"bed?"

After seeing it carefully, Lingyu couldn't define whether this was a "bed". There was a layer of bark on a relatively flat stone, and densely packed leaves were spread on the bark, and there was also a skin of an unidentified animal. This should be a quilt.

"Damn it."

Moran punched the ground angrily, and a small circle around his fist was obviously cracked, but then there was a helpless sigh and silence.

"Don't be discouraged, at least there is still hope, right?" Lingyu also knelt beside Moran, gently grasped one hand and said softly.

"Hmm? Thank you, I'm fine." Moran quickly pulled his hand back, his face flushed. He thought that he would never need the comfort of the brave man.

Lingyu didn't say anything more. After all, she herself understood this feeling very well, like the despair and helplessness when falling into the abyss, wanting to change but being unable to do so in the end. Seeing that Moran was feeling better, she felt much more relieved.

Moran brushed off the gravel and dust on his body and looked at the bed again. The bed seemed to reflect the current situation of the demon clan, which would only become more difficult but definitely not hopeless.

Click.

The sound of branches breaking instantly brought the two people back to their thoughts.

"Who is it?" As soon as the words fell, the alert Lingyu arrived at the cave entrance and held the person who made the sound with the holy sword. "Are you, the escaped demon?"

"Lingyu!" Moran called out in panic.

Of course he understood what that meant, so he put the holy sword down and grabbed her hand before the demon could react.

"Finally I found you. I worked so hard for you."

"Human? Human, stay away from me." Seeing Lingyu's great fear, she instinctively stepped back and broke free.

"I won't hurt you later."

Lingyu opened her hands and waved them to show that there was nothing else, but the demon fled without even looking back.

"oops!"

Maybe he was too nervous and didn't notice there was a stone in front of him, so he tripped in front of Lingyu.

However, this also allowed me to see her face clearly. She had a delicate oval face and was about 1.7 meters tall, which made her look much taller than me. She had dark blue hair, the dark skin and black hole-like pupils that were standard for demons.

Since they were wearing rather ragged clothes, or rather, the clothes that slaves wore, they all looked baggy to the president. But what he was more concerned about was, were all the clothes of the demons so big?

Lingyu stretched out her hand and said, "Are you okay?"

"Don't come over here, um..."

"Hey, wait, I haven't done anything yet."

As the demon fell to the ground, he was about to cry. Lingyu was at a loss as to how to comfort the girl. He didn't even have a girlfriend in his previous life, so how could it be possible?

"Let me do it." A thick hand patted Lingyu's shoulder.

"Phew, I'll leave it to you then. It's too difficult for me to coax a girl."

Lingyu found a place to sit down, but stayed relatively far away from her because it would be bad if she looked at him and got a little excited again, so she just watched from the side.

"Hey, are you okay?" Moran coughed lightly to attract the girl's attention.

The demon girl, who was about to cry, was stunned for two seconds after hearing the voice, then looked up at Moran. After seeing clearly, her eyes wandered unconsciously.

"Impossible, how can there be humans who look so similar..."

"It looks like Moran, right?" Moran interrupted the girl and smiled awkwardly.

"You are the one."

"Yes, just as you thought. I am the current Demon King Moran."

"I'm sorry, I didn't notice it was you. It's so impossible to meet you in a place like this."

The girl quickly adjusted her posture and knelt before Moran with a respectful look.

"No need to salute." Moran helped the girl up. "I am just a king without a country now, so I don't need to care about these trivial etiquettes. By the way, what is your name?"

"My name is Weiliana. I'm just an ordinary civilian. It's my honor to meet Your Majesty here." As she said this, she was about to kneel down again.

"I told you not to. Oh, by the way, how did you get here? Where are the others?"

"After the human coalition forces broke through our home, we were taken to the empire as captives, and then fell into the hands of slave traders. As for the others... I guess they had a similar experience to mine." Velena replied with a wry smile.

Living a dark life without a future.

Eventually it becomes goods and flows into the hands of the next person.