A long time ago, in this world, monsters stood at the top of this world and were the overlords of everything.

Among these overlords, there are also various strongest people and low-level races.

Well, after all, for monsters, strength is the root of everything: maybe the race that is called the strongest today will soon become the food ration for the new superior race.

So, at that time, in the world that seemed to be described as "beast-like chaos", let alone monsters themselves, even other races seemed to live in hell, as if the world had turned into a furnace of purgatory.

Of course, the story we want to make is not to meticulously complain about the world view above, but to make the story of a monster when he was young.

That was when a monster with a turtle-like appearance happened when he was young:

At that time, he was still a young man. When he was a young demon, he could be said to be the strongest person in his clan, and even said that he was the strongest person in a race like monsters.

He never failed. He once regarded massacre of other races as his daily life for his own tribe, and even his tribe members were afraid of his strength.

However, facing this heartbreaking fact, he showed his choice to bear and leave silently.

Until she met a human, a female human: a weak existence who had been killed by him and had eaten many times.

At that time, reality gave him a heavy slap, yes, a very heavy slap!

The young demon who was originally hungry and wanted to kill her and ate her was defeated by the human woman in front of her?

The fact that he was defeated by a creature that was regarded as food by monsters was a fact that he had long climbed the peak of the world, and was like a fantasy.

However, this unrealistic fantasy has become a reality.

He thought, he should be killed soon, right? He thought so, as lazy as if he had accepted his next result.

He has committed countless murders, and perhaps this is the ending he has already been destined to be.

However, the subsequent development was not as direct as he imagined: the woman who beat him seriously did not kill him, but instead healed his wound and released him back.

It was incomprehensible. It seemed as if he had thought that he was dreaming when he met this woman, staying in the dilapidated house where she lived. He looked at the woman sitting inside, revealing a dullness in confusion.

Although I knew that she was probably called a witch by humans, why did she live in such a dilapidated shrine as such a powerful person?

He was deeply entrenched by the instinct of the strong, and could not understand what was going on with the thoughts that he had to cure her enemies to kill her?

Then, for some reason, he stayed near the shrine, as if he was waiting for the opportunity to kill the witch after all the warning was eliminated. Maybe he wanted to know how this witch existed?

Anyway, for him who has nowhere to go, this kind of behavior is also a way to waste time.

So he stayed in the bushes in the shrine aisle like a statue, accompanying the lonely witch through many days with his thoughts that he didn't even understand.

After a behavior that can be called observation, he found that this woman was stupid

Really stupid

She obviously has such a terrible power, but she is unwilling, or she would rather starve to death than go to steal, robbery and cheating. It is as if doing these simple things as eating and drinking water is more difficult than killing her.

Even if the food and water are clearly distributed to those who come to beg, they will say inexplicable words like "This is practice! Practice!". They either go to the forest to pick wild vegetables and mushrooms that are not poisonous and are not poisonous, and then they will be hungry and come back every time they are poisoned.

It's really a stupid behavior.

This time, the feelings of the monster she carried back from the forest that she was so hungry that she was so hungry that she was back from the forest many times.

Days have passed day by day, and they have been doing their own daily routines for the monster who has no sense of time: watching this stupid woman, and carrying her out of the forest regularly every day.

He even forgot his purpose, and in this way, he changed from the way he wanted to hunt troubled prey to an animal protector who protected animals.

However, he himself did not feel any difference between himself and before.

Instead, I feel that this kind of life is much better than that kind of life that is doing nothing.

Perhaps, as a turtle, even if it is a monster, I like this ordinary life, right?

Until one day in winter, when he was asleep due to rest, everything changed.

The person who woke him up was the witch. The stupid part-time job was the ultimate kind woman who woke him up, and then hoped that he could go to the shrine to rest.

Although the temperature doesn't matter to him, the witch doesn't seem to know this problem.

However, I have to admit that the shrine is indeed a little warmer than outside.

But what kind of mentality did she want to bring a monster that could be eaten by her at any time into her house and live under the same roof as him?

For the stupid and kind monster that probably can accept her, I can no longer understand the sudden behavior.

But for the opportunity to understand this witch who is close to you and who doesn't know what words to describe it, he finally decided to agree to her.

So, a monster who had long forgotten his purpose and a witch who didn't know how terrible but stupid it was, became a combination of

However, when the tycoon actually joined this combination, the monster realized why this witch was so stupid.

She never charges money to help others. Whether it is to treat illness or pray for blessings, she has made efforts and the matter has been solved. However, she does not charge any fees from the person being helped, and even the other party takes the initiative to give her a gift, she firmly refuses.

Even if she is regarded as a monster by humans, even if she is regarded as an enemy by monsters, or even disliked by everyone, she still treats anyone with that beautiful smile. She uses her most sincere heart to help anyone

For her, she not only values ​​humans. In fact, what she loves is life. Whether it is humans, monsters, or other animals, they are equal in her heart. She loves them, so when they have difficulties, she will help them...

At this time, the monster finally decided, not knowing whether it was sudden sexual madness or really feeling the meaning of survival that I need now.

He decided that he would protect this smile and continue to pass on the true feelings of this woman.

So he decided to be with this witch and had a relationship with the race that was regarded as food by monsters.

Yes, they fell in love, got married, and even gave birth to a child.

Until the witch died, the monster was still with her and swore: she must be passed on to her [reality].

He educated his daughter in a way that he had learned to educate humans with no idea but had learned carefully.

However, even monsters and human offspring have the same lifespan.

So, after her daughter died, he began to look for new witches everywhere to come back. Of course, he also followed his lover's words and found such existences as abandoned babies or orphans. He did not continue to do anything like murder.

Until that day, someone stood in front of him.

This time, what blocked him was the monsters in the gap that had been seen one or two times, but according to the current name, the little girl seemed to have become the so-called monster sage.

She has become a monster sage and comes to him to help realize an ideal that is absolutely a illusion in the eyes of any race, and allows all races to live happily and happily.

This made him subconsciously stunned for a while. After all, he, who was focused on his responsibilities, seemed to have long forgotten what the world has become.

I don't know that humans can match monsters now

But these seem to be completely unrelated to his affairs, right? His current task is just to fulfill his lover's wishes. As for the ideals of monsters or humans, it has nothing to do with him.

The monster sage was angry at his indifferent attitude, but he could only use his mouth and other things for existences that might not be able to beat.

However, she used her former coaxing - cough cough cough, the debate refuted the mouths of countless races in front of her, which is an old monster in terms of age and strength, as if she was a child who had just learned to be a debater.

I don’t understand your great love and your ideals! I only know that I can no longer regard them as, and use all my efforts and all my efforts as bets to achieve your dreams!

There is no need to care about what he is scolded for, nor do he care about other people's thoughts. He just needs to watch his descendants live without any complaints with his children.

As for other things, he doesn't care.

But he didn't care that it was useless. If the monster sage who was completely unwilling to accept it found that it was useless to persuade him, he would just go and find someone with the same ideal as her and who is the [child] status of this old man.

Compared to the old man's thinking of what she is thinking that she is completely unable to communicate and can guess what she is thinking and what she is going to say next, the kind witch who is spoiled by the old man is unexpectedly very good [persuasion].

Even if she [persuasion] comes, she can take the initiative to talk to Xuan Ye and say something [thing].

However, when facing a little girl with almost the same personality as her lover, the monster can no longer stop anything

I can only use innocent thinking like [Ah, maybe she can do it, right?] to think about things in the best way.

However, for the reality that he had slapped him in the face for many times, after seeing the barrier appear and seeing the so-called [Dragon God], he fell into despair of self-spell.

For the reality that could not be changed, he was like a mechanical machine doing what he should do.

Choose a new witch to come out. Then he watches them leave in pain until they can't bear it, and continues to watch this illusory fantasy land become more and more dark, and finally he chooses to sleep

—————————————————————————————————————

"This is the past of the witches, the past of Fantasy Village... and my past."

In the silence, Master Xuan finished his last sentence, as if he had lost all his strength. He showed a look of fatigue and pain that had never been revealed in front of others.

Ling Yan turned his body and looked at Master Xuan silently without saying a word. He returned to calm in the dark space until the silence was broken by a sneer again.

"Swish..." Ling Yan sat cross-legged from the roof, took the cigarette gun out of the watch and took a few sips, as if he heard an amazing joke, and he could hardly breathe out: "A place where all races can live together... Do Yakumo Zi think she is Di Jun? (Note 1) Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!"

It was not until a long time later that he finally stopped laughing, but the remaining smile on his expression brought a terrifying and ferocious look: "I said. What did she really think of Lingmeng and Lingmeng's successor? What did she think of everyone?"

"It's just a guy who is full of body odor and likes to peep at people from time to time. What kind of thinking is like a savior there." He sneered and played with the smoke gun in his hand: "Pain is just something all creatures ask for. If you have time to post all kinds of inexplicable feelings about thinking that you should save the world, it's better to give me peace of mind...to survive like an aunt!"

"It's a big night, after a long time, you're here to tell me this information?"

He looked at the silent Master Xuan, raised his voice, and told her in a voice that was unquestionable: "Although it is not a very valuable information, I still plan to accept it. Thank you for taking care of Lingmeng by the way. Let me meet her.

He lay on the roof again in a sleeping posture like a savage on the top of a mountain called Yuntianhe, and whispered: "Although it is rude to say such things in my relationship with you, I am not as swearing as you!"

Master Xuan finally opened his eyes again and sighed: "Is this your choice?"

"What you think is the husband of the witch Boli Lingmeng, but the god served by the reincarnation master Boli Lingmeng." Ling Yan narrowed his eyes and his eyes were cold: "Since I have come, I will never let Yakumo Zi do anything to her, nor will I clean up any mess for her, nor will I clean up any finger!"

"Since I dare to come, I'm not afraid to start fucking with her!"

Master Xuan was silent for a long time, and he murmured to himself on the ground: "Sure enough, the time when you are young and energetic is a beautiful time."

But Ling Yan raised his head, looked at the night sky above his head, stretched out his palm, and then clenched his fists.
To be continued...