Lord Demon is behind you

"I……"

The other party's smile froze on his face.

"What's the matter, Brave, don't you even know me? If I'm not 'me', who else could it be?"

"This is the question I'm asking you," the brave man denied unwaveringly. "It is because you are not him that I will ask who your real body is."

"So I was originally—"

"you are not."

The brave repeated it.

"That guy is not like you. He should be more..."

Lack of assertion?No principle?No, the Demon King has his own set of principles, but it is completely different from the standard of the fake in front of him.How do you say this...

"You should love me more," he finally said, "so he will definitely respect my will. It is absolutely impossible for him to ask me to give up being human."

...that's a ridiculous statement.After saying these words, the hero himself felt ashamed first.

However, this description should be accurate.Not only will that guy not let his sweetheart give up his ideals, but he will take the initiative to come and help desperately.

"..."

The other party was struck speechless by this reason—no, take a closer look, the eyes of this fake demon king seemed to be full of tears.

"W-what..." he yelled with tears in his eyes, "Master Brave, does that mean that I love you less than he does?"

...don't cry.

The brave had a headache.

It has to be said that no matter who he is, the lethality of this scene is quite astonishing.After all, he was wearing the face of the Demon King.

But in this way, he can almost confirm the real identity of the other party.

Since seeing through the true face of the so-called "dream", the memory that was originally obscured by the characteristics of the dream has been continuously restored, and now it has almost completely recovered.So the answer is not hard to guess.

"You are...Miss Lana."

"...!"

The other party bit his finger in astonishment.

"Master Brave, why..."

This is obvious, combined with the situation before losing consciousness, you can guess it casually.

What Lana said at that time, "Go to your heart", was actually not a romantic way of describing it, but just like the literal meaning, she read part of the brave man's memory and created such a weird dream.

According to the Demon King's previous explanation, the essence of the so-called "spiritual power" seems to be the power to manipulate brain activity.It is not surprising that such a thing can be done.

"But, you...you shouldn't be able to remember it!"

He—no, it was her—she screamed and twisted her fingers repeatedly, looking very confused.

"What's going on here... When recreating the time point in your memory, you should only have the memory at that time! That is to say, the current you should not have any understanding of the character of the previous demon king at all... In the end, where did I show my flaws? Why on earth did you..."

Even when she was in such a panic, her movements still maintained the grace of a dancer. It seemed that Lana was right.

The brave man sighed helplessly.

"Sorry, Miss Lana. But..."

It might be cruel to say it directly, but this "dream" controlled by Lana is really clumsy.

"Although I can probably understand your intentions..."

She probably wanted to evoke the negative memories buried deep in the brave man's heart, shake his confidence in protecting mankind, and then take advantage of it to erode him.

"But, uh," the brave man sighed again, "you...you think things too simply. Anyway, I don't want to completely hate humans like this."

Speaking of which, the Brave left home in his teens, and has been struggling in the vast and complex human society for almost ten years.During this period, he learned more about the dark side of human nature than ordinary people can imagine, so he also developed a strong enough spirit.

Even if he hesitated, it was when he was younger; with the continuation of the journey, the growth of age and experience, the strength of the mind is also constantly rising.With the current endurance of the brave, it is impossible to be overwhelmed by such a little too long memory.

"Of course human beings have a very nasty side, which is dirty and nasty, and disgusting when you look at it. But, apart from those..." He said, "In this world, there are also kind people who yearn for happiness. good people, good things that make people happy, and the possibility of good people being happy. I’m here to protect those.”

I grew up with the favor of kindness, so I have to fight to repay the kindness I have received—just to repay the kindness, it is not a noble thing.But this belief is not easily shaken.

"Master Brave, you—"

The opponent's actions stopped for a while.

The surrounding environment shook and twisted slightly, then slowly stirred together and dissipated little by little.

The girl stripped off her camouflaged appearance, revealing her true self.A pair of big bright eyes stared fiercely at the brave man.

Lana is a bit shorter than the hero.Even if he tried his best to raise his head and stare fiercely at people, it seemed completely intimidating.

"Why even you... only know how to talk nonsense with high-sounding words!"

She puffed up her cheeks and complained viciously.

This was the first time the brave man heard her speak.From the time he met Lana, the other party had lost the ability to speak.

The reason why she is able to speak now should be because what she is in is not reality.

This "dream" was originally constructed by her spiritual power, that is to say, the voice that reached the brave man's mind at this time was also a product of her use of spiritual power.

"I'm not talking about high-sounding formulas..." On the contrary, the brave man thought so from the bottom of his heart.

"Ah, I know, of course I know..."

Lana pushed back her forehead impatiently, "I know everything, I know everything about everyone. So, Lord Brave, you are so naive!"

"God, naive? Me?"

It's a delicate feeling to be accused like this by a girl with an innocent face.

"To be able to say that kind of thing shows that you have a lack of understanding of the essence of human beings," she said with folded arms, "saying about good people, good people and good things... The truth is that there is no one worth saving in this world." Good man!"

It's clear that she's trying to be older, only to make herself look more childish.

The brave man was speechless for a while.

"Let me tell you, no matter how you put it..." Isn't it too extreme? "There are still many kind people in this world who are willing to help others—"

"It's all an illusion, it's a posturing!" Lana insisted, "I know everything. Because I heard everything!"

……listen?

"I can hear the heart sounds of humans."

Is this also... the effect of mental power?That's right, any mental activity is, after all, done in the brain.Since mental power can manipulate the brain and obtain memory to a certain extent, it can naturally also obtain emotional information.

Speaking of which, without further questioning from the brave man, she opened up the chatterbox and continued talking endlessly.

"Even if you can only see the fragments of the heart, the darkness of human beings is enough to make people desperate. Those guys with compassionate and holy faces on the surface, but the inner activities are worse than the dirty ones! Men see beautiful girls. I started fantasizing about nudity, poor people feel jealous when they see glamorous rich people, and anyone's heart is full of a lot of dirty thoughts!"

The surrounding world has been completely blended into a mass of sparsely colored matter, and then starting from the edge, strand by strand began to turn into mist.

So that was the case, the brave man understood her feelings a little bit.Because he was able to see through the truth of human beings, did he bear more malice in the end?

"That...Actually, even if there is malice at a certain moment, it doesn't mean that this person is...well."

He wanted to persuade, but felt that a few light words were really not painful.He wasn't Lana, so it was impossible for him to know what she had seen, and he certainly didn't dictate Lana's ideas.

"So-so-ah! You, Brave One, are so naive!"

Lana stretched out her finger and poked at the hero's chest.

"If you could see... you wouldn't think so! Not to mention, the guys who used to surround you all had ghosts in their hearts. If you know this, you will be like me, even with you. They can't even eat at the same table!"

"The...companions around you?" Those girls?

"That's it," she poked vigorously again, "For example, that cat man who always runs back and forth with a warm smile on his face..."

Olga?

"She wants to kill me!"

"...Hey?!" Olga, do you want to kill your companion? "Is this impossible?"

"It's true! It's her voice, it's the voice I really heard at that moment!" Faced with doubts, Lana exploded as if her tail was stepped on, "It's just because I was in a daze in the corridor one day, And she happened to be passing by with something... I got in her way, and she wanted me to die! At that time, she clearly thought in her heart, 'this guy is really in the way, I wish I could just disappear from here', but on the surface she still Smile and ask me to get out of the way... Isn't this scary?"

"..." The brave man was speechless, "Uh...disappearing doesn't mean killing, does it?"

"If it disappears, of course it's impossible to live. Another example, that young lady who prides herself on her identity, she wants to torture and kill me."

Do you mean Miss Emily? "What's going on..."

"When I'm dancing next to the camp, she'll sometimes come over and peek, and keep thinking 'why doesn't her waist grow to my body'? I really want to cut off her legs and put them on me. ' and the like. Isn't this trying to kill me?"

"Uh, I think..." That shouldn't be the case.

"Master Brave, you don't believe me at all!"

Lana got angry, and the fog around her got faster.

The brave man couldn't lie to comfort her, so he had to smile wryly, but this kind of honest attitude got the other party's forgiveness for the time being.

"Forget it, it's natural for you not to believe it. They are very friendly with you, right? But I have more examples. That gloomy magician, she wants to tie me up for evil human experiments; the first sight The seemingly merciful saintess soon cursed me because I am a heretic. The seemingly noble princess also..."

She cited many examples in one breath, and counted each of her companions, and some of them counted more than once.

"...That's the way it is," she concluded, at last.Then suddenly a hint of shyness appeared, and he looked dodgingly at the lower left corner, "Everyone is so dirty and inferior, and they all have malice towards others. Except for Shaka and...you, Mr. Brave, everyone is... ..."

"Me?" The brave man immediately shook his head and said, "Miss Lana, that's not the case. I, too...will have that kind of malice... in a day, it will happen a few dozen times."

He knew very well that he was not a saint, but just an ordinary person with combat experience.Of course, there will also be various emotions, such as anger, resentment, complaints and envy, etc.——

“I also get annoyed walking down a crowded street, wishing everyone else in the crowd disappeared. I also get upset when someone snatches the last nugget off my dinner plate. Blame each other. If I see people fighting and destroying food in the store, I will also find them very annoying, and I will be so angry that I want to beat them... In short, I am also a member of that 'dirty and inferior'."

Rather, it is a saint who does not have those emotions at all.Obviously, Lana's standards were wrong here; she probably became overly sensitive because of her special constitution.

Although she is pitiful, it is indeed herself who has deviated.

"Hey, hey? But...but..."

This statement seemed to have dealt a considerable blow to Lana, her face turned pale.

"But... you, Brave One, have always been gentle and gentle to me!"

"Well……"

To be honest, the hero can't remember how he treated her before.Lana can't speak, and she doesn't like to act with others, and she rarely has the chance to face the brave man, and she is always accompanied by Shaka... In fact, the brave man doesn't remember ever facing her.

"I always, remember," Lana said intermittently, taking a few steps back, "You don't look at me with any special eyes, you just treat me as an ordinary girl, and you don't have any malice towards me... If there is If you are malicious, I will definitely find out! So you are not the kind of—”

"That should be because..."

The brave man made up his mind to tell the truth.

"Because Miss Lana and I are not familiar at all."

"--Ah ah!"

The girl let out a short cry of grief and bent down abruptly, looking very painful—I don't know if it was because of being poked at her pride, or because she was panicked by the reality ruthlessly exposed by the brave, or because of loss.

There was a crunching sound from the unfogged background.

"Because there are so few opportunities for contact... so few that even the occasions that generate malice have not been created—"

The brave man felt very sorry for her, but if he procrastinated and didn't speak clearly, it would only leave her with unrealistic delusions.

"Miss Lana. I am not the kind of person you imagined at all, and... your understanding of human beings is also completely based on a biased benchmark. I am sorry, but everything you have learned so far-is Incorrect."

"Yahahahahah!"

Lana hugged her head and screamed, "No, why, it's like this again—Master Brave, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!"

Accompanied by the crackling sound of collapse, this dream finally shattered.Lana and the entire background turned into a white mist, and was completely dissipated by the wind blowing from nowhere.

——The hero opened his eyes.

Is this... realistic?

The body was still a little heavy, but the mind gradually became clear.Realizing that he was lying on the cold stone floor, he turned over and sat up, and pinched his arm hard—it hurts, it seems that this place is indeed no longer a dream.

Looking around, I saw that I was in a small, square room.The four walls are covered with stone bricks with simple patterns, and the interior is empty without any decoration or furniture, except for a small door on the opposite wall.

And not far from him—

Wrapped in a black cloak, the demon king was lying face down, seemingly unconscious.