i used to be a devil

I am Iran.

It's just a self-introduction, not even other parts.

However, sometimes, a sentence is as simple as that, and it is obviously short and nothing special, but it will inadvertently poke the deepest memory in other people's hearts.

Bai Lan was overly sensitive to the name Yi Rang.

I can't say why: maybe it's because of faith?

It's also possible... Is it because I don't believe that as the demon king who once killed the first god, he will die like that?

Regardless of whether the church or other people believe it, anyway, she... probably doesn't believe it.

Bailan felt that even after so many years, she could still recall the scene of that night in Bolterton by closing her eyes for a while.

Bolt was in ruins after that night,

When Bai Lan woke up, all she had was a non-speaking magic notebook, and the battle that she guessed would destroy everything was over.

Nothing special except for the ruins.

The people sent by the church basically died, and the aftermath was another group of people sent by the church.When Bai Lan looked up and looked around, there was a living person beside her: Cynthia, the church mage.

When the other party noticed Bai Lan's gaze, he just answered lightly, "So you're still alive."

In fact, he didn't suffer any serious injuries. Bai Lan couldn't help but look at the devastation around him again, and asked, "Where's the person?"

There are obviously still alive people who came with Cynthia in the church, and what about the person from the underworld who suddenly intervened in the battle afterwards?still got more……

It is already early morning, and the place where the sun rises has gradually begun to glow.There were still survivors alive. Cynthia looked at her for a second, then stood up with difficulty and took a step back: "According to the news brought back by the church, the demon king has been eliminated. The demon king was killed by the messenger of the prophet."

messenger?

Bai Lan only had a rough idea of ​​this statement, and Cynthia obviously understood what the other party wanted to say in her heart. She didn't talk nonsense, and pointed to the slightly messy clothes in the distance, but she couldn't see many people in distress.

The gradually rising morning light is not enough to illuminate the earth now.

Under the dim light, Bai Lan still clearly saw the face of the guy in the robe standing over there - Rosemere Doyat.

He looks completely different from his usual appearance, not even the disguised face of a noble young master.

He stood there quietly and ordered the things around him, making the current situation seem to be no problem.

Bai Lan tried to move at that time, but found that there was nothing wrong with her body and limbs that she thought could not move at all. She took two or three steps faster, and rushed straight to the blond man. The first thing she did was to grab his lapel , asked: "Where is His Majesty Yirang?"

"..."

——Where is His Majesty Yirang?

--he……

Rosemere hesitated to speak, but Prynne couldn't remember what Rosemere's expression was in his memory at that time.

After all, time is too scary, and so is memory, like a quagmire, as long as you sink into it, it seems like you can't get out...

"Hello?"

"...?"

Bai Lan suddenly came back to her senses, and her consciousness came back from her memory. She raised her hand and pressed her temple with some headaches, and she was still a little dazed for a while.

In a trance, there is a feeling of brain re-functioning, and a little bit of recall of what is going on now——

It's just that I met a boy who looked pleasing to the eye just now on the road. After talking for a few words, he said that he was lost, and then invited him into the store.

Exchanged their own information——

A series of contents were connected together quickly in an instant. Bai Lan came back to her senses, looked at the young man in front of her, opened her eyes slightly, and finally got her attention.

My name is Iran.

He said so.

The words are so simple that they are almost short, or if someone else hears them, it is just a sentence without any special meaning.

When the other party spoke, the tone was unhurried and simple.

But it seemed to have a strange magical power, and touched some incredible mechanism. At this time, when she came to her senses, she remembered it, and it caused Bai Lan to plunge into the old things of her adulthood.

"It's okay." The sudden thought made Bai Lan laugh at herself, "I suddenly thought of some past events. I once knew a person with the same name as you."

Saying that she has recovered, Bai Lan's current thoughts are still influenced by the memory just now, her face clearly looks after she has sorted out her emotions, and there is still a bit of panic that cannot be recovered.

When Bai Lan said this, she couldn't help feeling a kind of delusion in her heart.

Just like many years ago, even after Rosemir told her that "the devil is dead", she still had a luck that she couldn't explain clearly.

That is the god of this world. He killed the first god Socra. Legend has it that he reappeared in the world many times. He once appeared in front of him alive. Even the first god who claimed to return with the devil could not arrived.

Yirang like this couldn't possibly die.

She knew very well that she was delusional, but she still looked at the person in front of her nervously and tentatively - Bai Lan felt that she was probably crazy, just because of a name.

"Well, that's a coincidence."

Bai Lan's original expectations faded at this time, but the person in front of him didn't have any intention of answering the conversation, and he didn't seem to understand it too well.

——As expected, I thought too much.

"..." She looked at the other party carefully again, but she saw Yi Rang return a smile, the corners of her eyebrows were slightly raised, and she asked in a leisurely manner, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing."

Bai Lan turned her gaze back in a panic, and quickly sorted out her emotions.This time it was really restored to its previous appearance.It's just that the moment the other party looked over, Bai Lan felt that she had figured it out.

It is already a miracle enough to be able to meet the existence in one's own belief in one's lifetime.And miracles will not appear endlessly in the same person's life.

Perhaps one day, His Majesty Yirang will come again, but by that time, he should have already fallen into the land of the West Mansion.

I believe that the gods I believe in can't really get news from this world as Rosemir said?

Bai Lan doesn't believe this kind of thing, she won't believe it no matter what, all she believes is that she probably used up all her luck when she met Yi Rang the previous time.

Once again sure that she had really figured it out, Bai Lan forcefully changed the topic: "What I said earlier was a bit meaningless. Let's talk about the real thing?"

Bai Lan felt that based on what she knew about Yi Rang—but considering that she had only been together for a month, she didn't know much about it—Bai Lan's conclusion was that this person probably had the same name as Yi Rang.

Like Ethan Field.

"Well, I need some live plants with plaster spores."

Unlike Bai Lan who had thought so much in a short period of time, Yi Rang still had an impression of Bai Lan, after all, he was the first person who came forward and said that he wanted to follow him.

In the past, Yi Rang didn't pay much attention to such small things, but I have to say: in the last role-playing game, he inadvertently started to care about the matter of "I also have believers".

Of course, it is the mentality of caring but not caring.

He said that he cared, what he cared about was that when he was still Yiran Field, he would fulfill one of his wishes for every believer who appeared around him, such as Zeilanfa who didn't grasp the opportunity, such as Bai Lan, and Rosemere.

To put it in a relatively easy-to-understand way—the Lord Demon King is still very fond of fans.

Similarly, in contrast to this kind of behavior, although they will fulfill the strange request made by the other party, there will be no intersection after turning around.He didn't care about these believers—for example, now, he wasn't going to recognize Bai Lan at all.

The reason for this inconsistency is simple: because it is unnecessary.

It doesn't matter whether you are a believer or someone who has some connections.All those people could touch was the Yiran that had descended on Yiran Field.

This place is just his playground, and in this venue, what Yi Rang wants to experience are more interesting and new things, rather than repeating what he has already experienced.

This kind of thinking is quite difficult to understand.

Bai Lan is not a child of a certain age, and it is impossible for him to be inexplicably dead-on with someone he does not know on a question.Old things are suitable for collecting a little deeper, and it’s okay to pop up occasionally, but it’s a problem if they keep popping up to interfere with the current mood.

"Plastering spores... this thing is not easy to get."

Instead of struggling meaninglessly with the question of "Yi Rang", Bai Lan continued to do her own business: how about this, the guy in front of her is a guy she likes, and most importantly, he has a wise name.

So speaking of it, it can be considered a coincidence.

Bai Lan turned to face the countless cabinets behind her, and shook her finger to pull one of them open, "Plastering the spores, do you need the powder that is released when the spores explode?"

There is nothing special about plastering spores. Whether it is used as an alchemy material or a magic material, its effectiveness is very limited.

When this magical plant matures, the spore pack on the top will completely burst, and a part of powder will float out, part of which is extremely corrosive, and the other part is the seed of this plant.

Generally, the plaster spore powder referred to in the market refers to the highly corrosive part.

There are small bottles inside each of the ones that Bai Lan opened. These bottles are filled with spore powder preserved by special alchemy techniques.

"have a look?"

"A bottle of three silver coins, very cheap."

As a shopkeeper, Bai Lan is always more generous than other alchemy shops.

If it's another store, if you don't say anything else, just seeing Yi Rang's current suit of clothes, he will be regarded as the type of person who can't afford things, and he will ignore him.

Still let him see the goods?

This is basically impossible.

It would be bad for Yi to let her in like this if she didn't get kicked out.

There was basically no difference in the amount of spore powder contained in several small bottles. Yirang picked them one by one, and finally found one that was not entirely powdered.

There were some seeds, perhaps a handling issue, mixed with the fine powder.Without live plants, then seeds are all Yirang needs.

In the basement built under Rennes' shabby house, it is not suitable for planting too many things for the time being, after all, the place is too small.When everything was not in place, and there was no suitable wild plantation nearby, Yirang's first choice was this kind of saprophytic plant.

After all, saprophytic plants are easy to feed - if the magic bone crystal orchid does not care about the fact that it has to grow on the bones of monsters, it is actually very easy to feed...

When it comes to things like planting, Yirang will always appear positive.

——No matter who you are, you probably have one or two hobbies of your own, and Yi Rang's hobby may be farming...?

"Just this bottle." Yi Rang, who had made a good choice, took out a gold coin from his pocket and paid for it, thinking that after sending that fellow Renn to school, he could directly occupy the other party's residence, and then happily to expand his subterranean garden.

This plan is simply, beautiful.

After taking out the gold coins, Bai Lan took a look at the fineness, then subconsciously took a second look at Yi Rang's choice to take a bottle: "There is something wrong with the processing of this bottle, some seeds are mixed in instead of spore powder..."

It was necessary to take another look at the bottle in Yi Rang's hand, just for a second, and found that the other party had chosen it, and it was the defective one she put at the end.

Yi Rang didn't care much about this, and he didn't intend to continue listening to the following content, "What I wanted was a live plant."

"..."

The words asking what to do were not uttered, and Bai Lan, who had completely dispelled her doubts, just looked at the other party one more time, then nodded indifferently, turned around and took out the change, "The quality of this bottle is relatively high compared to others. Poor, although it is exactly what you need, but I still charge you one silver coin less."

"Thank you."

"You're welcome, happy shopping."

……

The original shopping plan did not exist at all.

In fact, Yirang's original destination was the mercenary market here: he was originally going to work as a coolie.After all, he still remembered the mercenary mission in the red post, it must be a very lucrative thing.

As a result, I met an inexplicable person on the way and disrupted the whole rhythm.The rain had stopped for a long time, but it wasn't too long since Yi Rang went out today.

In Ren's current house, most of the things were remodeled by Yi Rang because he felt that it was inconvenient to use.

They are all made of wooden elements relying on the only table in the entire room.

At this point, it is gratifying to say that Ren has already cleaned out the bed that was piled up with broken stones.

But now, in the not-so-big upper space of this small dilapidated house, there is a table, a chair, and a bed neatly placed.

Ren was still sitting in the magic circle, and the magic elements around him were as full as ever.

Of course, in contrast to the eggs as always, Ren still couldn't mobilize them to cast half a spell.

When he heard the sound of the door opening and looked up to see Yi Rang who had just left the house not long ago but had gone and returned, his heart was half cold at that moment.

Once in, Yi Rang didn't explain anything.

Ren looked at Yi Rang in confusion. He poured the coins in the purse he had received on the table in front of him, then turned around and went down to the basement floor.

"..."

The sound of the gold coins hitting made Ren stay where he was, and Yirang couldn't recover until he walked down the stairs.

When Yi Rang's figure completely disappeared from sight, Ren suddenly came back to his senses.

He took three steps at a time and almost threw himself in front of the table, holding a "legendary gold coin" that he had never touched or seen before. For a while, he didn't know how to distinguish the real from the fake.

He grabbed it and weighed it in his hand for a long time before putting it down. Ren was even breathing heavily.

After thinking about it, Ren grabbed the gold coins on the table, followed the route that Yi Ran had just walked, and rushed to the lower floor by stepping on the stairs.

……

Every time I come down, I feel like this is another world.

It was the kind of world that didn't fit at all with the shabby room above him.The source of the faint light is not lights, the soil on the ground seems to come from the ground.

Yi Rang was standing on a piece of land that looked like it had been plowed up, holding a bottle in his hand, and he didn't know what he was pouring on the ground.

"Your Excellency Yirang—"

"Don't come here yet."

The seeds of the plastering spores and its own strong acid powder were fused together. It was originally stored in the bottle, but now Yi Rang poured it all out, like a black cloud flying up.

When it was in the bottle, it looked like sand. When the bottle fell down, it didn't flow down like sand, but fell slowly and wobbly.

Hearing Yirang's instructions, Ren originally wanted to stop at the next step, holding a pile of gold coins in both hands, so he obediently shut up and stood where he was.

He didn't know what Yirang was doing.

I can only see him pouring out a "dark cloud" from a small bottle as if it were endless, and then this dark cloud descended lightly and slowly landed on the ground.

Then there was a tooth-piercing sound.

The underground space built by Yirang is not too big, and it is not difficult for Ren to see the situation on Yirang's side clearly from this angle - although he is a poor little malnourished child since childhood, it has to be said that his eyesight is not good enough. There were no accidents in the process of development.

Ren frowned and watched as the dark cloud finally fell to the ground, and wisps of black smoke began to rise inexplicably from the ground.The originally normal soil suddenly changed color at this time.

It seemed to be melted away by this dark cloud.

"What is this?"

He instinctively asked Yi Rang, who observed the situation of "Dark Cloud" and looked quite satisfied: "After the plaster spores grow out in a few days, I will have a helper."

"……steamed stuffed bun?"

Ren didn't understand, Yirang turned to look at him, and explained: "A kind of saprophytic plant, which can be used as an alchemy material."

"Can you sell it for money?"

"It is worthless."

"..."

What's the use of that?

The more Renn listened, the more he felt a question mark on his face. Even if he wanted to ask a question, he felt that he didn't know where to start. The embarrassment in this really didn't know where to start.

"When you go to the academy, someone will teach you these details." Yi Rang, who had already marked the other party with a label of "I can't carry it, I can't teach it", said so perfunctorily, and then turned around, "Yes What special event?"

——I just want to come down and ask you "Is this thing really a gold coin?" Is it a special thing?

The question that I thought I could say freely is now suddenly a little hard to say.

And holding a pile of gold coins in his hand, Ren can't even scratch his head now.He looked at Yi Rang, then lowered his head and glanced at his hands, suddenly felt that he was stupid, turned his head and wanted to go back.

"Those are gold coins."

As if seeing through his thoughts, Yi Rang suddenly said, "As a fee, it should be enough, right? It will be used until you return from the Imperial Capital Academy?"

Ren stopped, listened to what Yi Rang said, and nodded frantically, "It's definitely enough!"

People who have never seen gold coins in this life just made this answer based on a little subjective imagination.

Yi Rang didn't care whether his thinking was correct or not, he nodded his head as a matter of course, and continued: "Then in exchange."

"exchange?!"

Ren suddenly felt a little numb in his scalp, looking at the money in his hand and didn't know what to do.

He went crazy in his mind about meeting Yi Rang in the past few days, and suddenly remembered that the other party came out from the direction of the cemetery...

What this exchange will not be...

"I want your house."

"……what?"

——I was ready for you, the lion, to open your mouth, but your request is so simple. Are you really the legendary messenger who fulfills your wishes?

Renn spat at himself with a tangled face, this time he felt that he really had no reason to speculate about Yi Rang anymore.

He felt that the other party should be someone sent by the gods to change his destiny.

He adjusted his emotions, and then agreed heartily: "No problem! Just take it."

Yi Rang just smiled when he agreed - since someone agreed, he accepted the whole underground world of this city with a smile.

……