i used to be a devil

People who have met Yi Rang may have many different evaluations of him.

The first impression is that they are probably weak three-star mages, or ordinary mages who look very down and nothing except their appearance.

He has a face with a calm expression at first glance, and even because of his too cold appearance, it makes people feel inexplicably displeased.

——As if he underestimated him.

And those who choose to follow him for some reason, such as Bai Lan, do not need much contact with him. After a few words, they will probably have a rough positioning of him: this is definitely not a People who can be friendly and friendly.

Maybe he will give some people the illusion of connivance and good temper, but in essence, he is an absolute egoist.

Similarly, after getting along for such a period of time, Ruth knows exactly what kind of guy Yi Rang is.

Those who look at people with a smile like the light smoke in the morning are illusions, and the face behind the smile that is indifferent to everything is the truest truth.

He never gives you half of kindness.

Such a person has never been a person who is willing to tell everything.

He doesn't like to say a lot of words, and he doesn't want to explain too much about his attitude and meaning.

It is rare that when he talks a lot, he can explain the content in detail, and sometimes it becomes ambiguous because he is only willing to say a few simple words.

Not to mention asking him to tell a story?I don't even dare to think about this kind of thing.

"Are you going to tell me about your past history? Tell me your story with a mythical history book. Are you going to tell me that you used to be a certain god?"

Ruth had no memory - such no memory is a delicate description.

She couldn't remember what kind of person she was before she was alive, and she couldn't remember what she had experienced, but he still remembered some common sense things.

As for "Yi Rang may have been a demon king who had done big things in the past", it was not what Yi Rang said to her personally, but some inferences she drew from the few words she said occasionally.

"Not a god."

Yi Rang sat on the side and opened the book in his hand. The little flower figure who jumped on his shoulder before had shifted position and landed on the desk instead.The sun outside the window was still falling in the sky just now, and it seems that it has been a long time since it disappeared completely.

Apart from Yirang's two alchemy puppets and Bai Lan who just got Yirang's new manuscript, there were no other people present downstairs.

Casually negating a sentence, Ruth didn't take Yirang's reticence to say much, she turned a page and condensed it into a large paragraph of words in the air, "That is the big man who has done things like massacre the city." Demon King, right?"

"Not really, I just wanted to kill a certain guy, but I was stopped by a group of guys." Now that he has decided to tell a story, even if he is not good at it, Yi Rang, who is still trying to organize the language, recalled a little uncertainly, "He Originally, I thought this world was too boring, so I followed suit."

When Yi Rang recounted this passage, there was no feeling of nostalgia in his tone, as if he was talking about a simple and ordinary thing, and the page in his hand turned to the chapter of "Creation" , he lowered his eyes slightly, looked at the text above, "I don't like his character, he's too capricious."

"I don't think your logic is right." Ruth erased the large line of text she had just sent in the air in an instant. After stopping it, you still sit on others?"

Yi Rang smiled, and closed the book in his hand casually, the words on the top of the little flower man's head stood up, and whispered something to him.After hearing this, he didn't make any other moves, "You said it, I'm the devil. If you don't do it for such a ridiculous reason, don't you expect me to have a tragic past?"

"They're coming, Your Majesty."

"Your Excellency Yirang, there are attackers!"

The voices of the little flower man and Bai Lan sounded at the same time. His eyes fell on the little flower man first, and then drifted past Bai Lan who suddenly pushed the door open. The calm expression on Yi Rang's face made the somewhat nervous Bai Lan pause.

I even suddenly felt that my over-excited and panicked attitude just now seemed a bit too much.

The noise of fighting came from downstairs. It seemed to be only in the courtyard before, but now it gradually spread to the downstairs room.

Facing Yi Rang who was immobile in the room, she looked at Ruth in the magic notebook again. For a while, she didn't know who she should look at again. I had no choice but to continue to say dryly: "It seems that there are three or four people here, and they are not in a group."

"Tell me, did you hide treasures in this house? Or did you buy this house because you were looking at the treasures here?"

Ruth's slightly awkward voice sounded even more uncomfortable because of the sarcasm at this time, but Yirang clasped her hands, with her index fingers together, and tapped on it in a rather childish manner. Table, "Yirang's reason for killing Socra is not written on it. It's a pity that it's not written on it—speaking of it, you don't think that maybe the reason why Yirang killed Socra is the reason I just said: that guy is too capricious." .”

"Are we still talking about the history of mythology? You're not a scholar."

"But I'm Yirang."

"..."

Ruth didn't speak again this time, not knowing what they were discussing before Bai Lan looked back and forth between a notebook and a person at a loss, and heard Ruth pause for a long time, then suddenly spoke again , the indistinguishable voice of male and female became even more weird with the deep feeling, "You mean you are Yi Rang?"

"Correct."

"It seems that he is another person confused by the soul fragments of the "betrayer"." The voice that interrupted Yi Rang's words came from behind, and there was a figure in the direction where no one was originally like a liquid condensed from the air. In the end, it slowly turned into a person and appeared in the room.

That appearance was similar to that of Wen En with a hood that Yirang had seen. He was wearing a dark suit, and the hood almost covered most of his face, so he couldn't see his face clearly.

This type of people has a unified name called assassins.

The people present did not speak for a while, and the eyes of the visitor seemed to sweep in front of them. Although they couldn't face each other formally, they could instinctively feel the contempt from the other side, "Oh, it's really a humble guy. Is it such a random choice? The body of the three-star mage is actually attractive?"

"I also think the body of the three-star mage is a bit embarrassing." Regarding the other party's belittling, Yi Rang unexpectedly agreed, which made the visitor lose his mind for a moment, but soon he calmed down, sneered, and pulled out the pouch A pair of daggers at the waist, with the mentality of a cat teasing a mouse, "It's very calm—or, do you think that you can stand on the heights of this world and look down upon the soul fragments of the "betrayer" ?”

The man who came to assassinate talked a lot.

Watching him walk a little bit over the pace.As an assassin, he seems to have a bad habit—that is, talking too much to the target.

But this does not prevent Yi Rang from continuing to listen to what he will say: Who told him that he just likes to listen to people's gossip?

Yi Rang's refusal to answer was naturally interpreted by the visitor. He tilted his head with a little frivolity and sarcasm, "Alchemist Bai Lan, a former member of the street patrol team? Oh, or do you The support is the man and the woman downstairs?"

His dagger reflected a cold light in the light.

But after saying such a paragraph, even Bai Lan, who was still a little uneasy, suddenly felt relieved - if he couldn't even tell the difference between the two alchemy puppets below, he shouldn't be a high-level assassin.

"I've always been a three-star mage."

The other party's misunderstanding was obvious, but even so, Yi Rang never intended to explain more.As always, he said some words whose meaning could be easily misunderstood, and smiled calmly. The assassin in front of him was just a mere speck of dust in his eyes.

Because of the act of setting up a magic power barrier against Xiugumi before, the lines that are still in the period of magic power failure are still clear and dazzling on the wrist, which can be seen just by raising the hand.

There is also a brand on the wrist side that is almost hidden under the pattern of the mana failure period, which is exposed together. It does not seem to be anything special. If you are not careful, it may be regarded as something like a birthmark.

But for a person who is specially used by the church to clean up the soul fragments of "betrayers" who have fallen into the world, that brand is too conspicuous.

It's almost to the extent that you can recognize it at a glance as long as you look at it a little bit.

"So you should cry about it."

This sentence was uttered from the assassin's mouth in a low voice. His movement of stepping forward had just been captured, and the next second his whole body seemed to melt into the air.

"Even if you are a little stronger, you won't die so easily—"

The second half of the sentence was spoken in Yirang's ear.

The dagger held backwards in the assassin's hand gave off a cold light again because of the quick cutting action. Unlike ordinary weapons that would make a piercing sound when swung out, his dagger made no sound at all when it stabbed Yi Rang.

Maybe if he didn't take the initiative to say a word, the target he was staring at might not have noticed that he was stabbed until his throat was cut.

"I don't think so."

"Chong-"

The sound of gold and stone handing over was heard when the dagger was about to stab Yi Rang, and the expression under the assassin's hood suddenly changed. distance.

"It's you--"

Seeing the man standing in front of him clearly, the assassin narrowed his eyes vigilantly.

It was Charles, one of the two alchemy puppets who had been restrained downstairs in his mouth, who came here.

"There are a few things that I'm a little tired of hearing."

Charles, who made the assassin quite fearful, did not attack again. The weapon in his hand was forged from the silver sand of the moon god, and his whole body was pitch black. As he slowly moved into posture again, he looked even more terrifying.

It was Yi Rang who spoke, and when he opened his mouth, the assassin laughed again, "You? A three-star mage who can only be protected by others—"

"First, I'm tired of hearing about three-star mages."

Yi Rang interrupted the other party, and he pointed at the assassin lightly, as if there was a crashing sound coming from his ear.

Lowering his head subconsciously, the formerly arrogant assassin watched blankly as his lower limbs turned into strange powder and disappeared into the air little by little.

This made him unable to keep standing, and he suddenly became shorter.

Fear finally grasped his whole body, he opened his eyes wide and looked at Yi Rang's position in horror, his eyes wandered back and forth uncertainly, not sure who caused all this.

Yi Rang lightly moved his fingers again, and the progress of the disappearance of the assassin's body stopped, but he also lost his lower body.

The assassin's mind went blank at this moment, and he fell to the ground unable to react to what happened, and didn't know what to say.I saw Charles walking towards him with a sword, the long sword was raised, and then fell.

The world in front of him froze, and the voice of the possessor of the soul fragment of the "betrayer" that he said before came to his ear that had not completely lost his hearing:

"Second, it's not a soul fragment."

——I am Yirang, the traitor you call me.

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