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The more the brave man followed and confirmed his memory, the more certain he was, the brave men must all be lying here, and there was no need to look any further.

Although he didn't know if the soul existed or not, there was still a chill running down the brave man's back.

Walking through the many corpses, the lighting is only barely visible, as if it has become a horror movie set.

"In addition to the duty of sealing the devil, each generation of braves has another duty. After you kill the current devil, it will be your turn to fulfill it."

The slow tone of voice and what the saint said gave the brave man a bad feeling.

A long, yet short walk.There are only more than 100 brave men in the past dynasties, but they have been practicing for thousands of years.The history of the heroes and demon kings in this world is almost the history of the entire human race.

Walking to the end, right in front, in the crystal coffin that is wider than other heroes, the familiar, first-generation hero is lying in it.

Looking at it from this angle, the other party is incredibly young, but the appearance is not beyond the youth in his 20s.

Why do the warriors look so young?

"Master Brave, I will tell you everything you want to know."

The Saintess turned her head, the expression on her face was all frozen.

"Did you find anything along the way?"

"...the number of brave men is complete?"

"You are so funny."

Declarative sentence, said the saint without a smile.

After coming to this place, the saintess' originally soft expression seemed to be frozen.The same face revealed different messages, which made the brave man feel cold.

"The brave adults lying here are all very young, don't you have this feeling?"

"..."

This was clear at a glance. The brave man was silent, looking at the saint, but he was a little afraid of what the other party would say.

"Please don't worry. The heroes all died of natural causes."

As if seeing through the brave man's thoughts, the saint's calm eyes looked straight at him.

"The brave is the savior bestowed by the goddess to mankind." The saint turned around and looked at the first generation of brave.

The hero-sama, who was originally a princess, is so beautiful to see with the naked eye like this.

Why do corpses from thousands of years ago still look fresh?

This is also caused by the magic of the magical world.The brave man's heart skipped a beat. Although what the saint said temporarily dispelled her speculation that the Holy See might kill donkeys to kill the brave men of all ages, it was not so easy to believe.

"The brave has unlimited room for improvement, has the strongest strength to defeat the devil, and also has the favor of the goddess."

The voice of the saint gradually fell.

"But there is also a price. The lifespan of the brave men does not exceed 50 years old, and they will not age again after the age of 25. They have always maintained the appearance of the 25-year-old. Moreover, the brave men are barren for life and will not stay The next generation. Time stopped on the brave man."

The truth told by the saint is unacceptable to the heroes of this world.

But Michelia is not from this world, so to her, such cruelty doesn't matter.Because she will eventually complete the task and return to reality.

But if this is the case, she still remembers the ten years of life she gave. In other words, if the situation is true, she will probably die in her 30s.

Haven't had a few years to give yourself to procrastinate?

The saint continued without giving the hero who was lost in thought any time.

"Sealing the Demon King is the responsibility of the birth of the brave. Most of the brave men after sealing the Demon King will choose to kill themselves after a period of time after learning this fact."

Yes, for ordinary people, the meaning of life is the existence of props, right?

The seal demon king will not age, he will not live long, and he will not be able to have children.Regardless of whether it is a male hero or a female hero, if the sexual orientation is the opposite sex, you will not be able to have your own children. In this backward cultural world, you will not be able to obtain the happiness you want, right?

"But before dying, the brave needs to know one more thing."

The saint turned her head and stared at the shaken brave man.

"Do you know how you obtained the memory and experience of the heroes of the ages?"

This question struck the heart of the brave man.

The memory of being discarded to the corner by oneself emerged involuntarily in his mind.

"I didn't expect the hypocrites in the Holy See to keep this kind of technology."

"I really miss it."

The words of the Demon King echoed in my ears.

"Before the brave man dies, he will store his fighting experience in his soul. Because not every brave man is a fighting genius, I think you are very clear about this."

The saint smiled and put her hand on the coffin of the first generation of heroes.It seems that the usual attitude has been restored, but the brave man is more aware that this is just an illusion of the other party.

"Some brave warriors have very poor aptitude. No matter how long they practice, they will never be able to defeat the devil, so they need some external force."

Michelia could feel that she was gradually approaching, what she didn't want to know, the truth about the real brave.

"However, not every hero can accept a huge memory like yours, and those who can't last will die early. At this time, the goddess will give us a savior again."

This kind of argument is like props.The brave man clenched his fists, holding back the anger in his heart.

"No hero would refuse to help the next generation of heroes, right? In order to seal the Demon King more conveniently, don't you think so?"

The saint gently stroked the crystal coffin, and then at the bottom, the black base, which was originally thought to be fixed, popped out, and the brave man saw a transparent bottle of liquid that was rippling with a wonderful white light, small, lying on the coffin. The red one is on a mat made of unknown material.

what is that?Why is it placed under the corpse of the brave man?

Michelia drew her full attention and took a step back.

"This is a special bottle that stores the combat experience of the first generation of brave men."

The saint squatted down and took out the transparent bottle that was only as long as her little finger with both hands.

The white liquid inside seemed to have solidified, exuding a light that seemed to be magical.

"So far, only you, Brave One, can withstand its energy alone."

The saint looked up at Michelia.

"..."

The brave man can only keep silent, he has no impression of this thing at all.I thought it was a historical retrospective caused by magic, but after thinking about it carefully, how is this possible?If magic is so versatile, why is it not used by others?

"Only the brave who is favored by the goddess can use memory, but everyone's aptitude is also different. The brave born in this world are more or less resistant to memory. Only you, the brave man in another world, can use it without any memory." Accept them differently."

Michelia shook her head involuntarily, she didn't know what she was denying, or she simply didn't want to continue listening.

Is my useless qualifications that can't do anything, but the most necessary way to become the strongest?

"Master Brave, do you want to keep your combat experience?"

The saint spoke slowly, holding a solid memory in her hand that she did not know how to make.

According to the saint, this can only be done before death, and it is in the soul. How did it come out?

If you hand it over, you will lose your memory, or force downgrade?

The brave man doesn't know the principle of this thing, so he can't agree rashly.

"It's okay, you will think about it clearly. This is also for the sake of future generations."

Seeing the brave man's silence for a long time, the saint smiled, her face covered in white light looked so compassionate.But it also made the brave man's spine feel creepy.

The truth about the Holy See in the mission should be more than that, right?The brave man vaguely felt that he had touched something, which was very bad for her values.

In the eyes of people from another world, is the brave just a tool to treat the devil?

Not only the value during life, even after death, the corpse will be placed here, and the last bit of value before death, the memory and experience of the battle will be deprived.

I felt a tingling pain in my head, and those whispers that I was used to before became louder.

It's all about the hatred towards demons and the desire to protect humans, isn't that right?

If those brave men were like me, it would be impossible for them to be willing to hand over their memories. Why?In his emotions, there was no trace of anger and hatred towards the Holy See.

This is impossible, right?

Brave doesn't know what's going on now.

"You said this to me, aren't you afraid that I will ruin this place and the Holy See? Treat me and the brave as a prop that can be thrown away after use."

Putting aside the commotion in his head, the brave man endured the pain and stared at the saint through gritted teeth.

"You wouldn't do that."

The saint put back the memory of the first hero and stood up.

"Because you are a brave man."

This sentence is like a curse.The brave man trembled slightly as if stung by a poisonous scorpion.

Indeed, she was very angry, and she couldn't accept what she knew, the disgusting truth that made her feel so special.

However, the brave man still couldn't do it, even if he was full of disgust, he couldn't do it to kill people.

Is it my only remaining conscience?

Having taken so many lives, the brave man castigated himself in his heart.

what is it?

Why, simply going forward and killing this self-righteous and pretending saint, can't do it?

"Your soul is pure and beautiful, not even sorrow can blacken it."

The familiar words, what the saint said, only made the brave man feel even more angry.

Now this person who wants to kill people and destroy the church has a pure soul?

What a ridiculous remark, the brave man couldn't help but want to laugh out loud.

She glared at the saint, but saw that she naturally bent over and half bowed.

"Then, you will stay here for a while, I will take my leave first."

Taking her own words without worrying about the brave destroying the corpse at all, the saint retreated into the shadows, and disappeared into the terrifyingly large room in the blink of an eye.

The author has something to say: _(:з」∠)_ This is because it will be updated every other day, but the weight is agreed to be more, so two updates...

Because it said broken chapters... cut it into two chapters~

_(:з」∠)_Maybe everyone is more used to reading chapter 3K, right?

Tomorrow [today] there is another chapter... I hope to resume daily updates...

Ah, even in a different world, you have your own troubles _(:з」∠)_ Living no matter where you are is not easy...

Lady Saint seems to be a villain?Well~

Wei Wei continued to bury the foreshadowing, and also connected with the foreshadowing hidden earlier... I don’t know if anyone has noticed?

_(:з」∠)_Thank you to everyone who is still willing to watch... This story has begun, and it is coming to an end... Will the brave stick to her camp of light, or simply destroy the world with the devil?Well... I don't know about it~[It's just strange