My old enemy finally fell in love with me after rebirth three times

The casualties caused by this monster turmoil are not too great for the entire country of Aurora.

But for civilians, it was a major loss.

The houses in the villages and towns basically collapsed, the crops died, and all the livestock were demonized or devoured.

After cleaning up other monsters in the Southwest, Troy began to count the economic losses this time and the amount of compensation the civilians needed.

But when the young man asked, the commoner said, "Prince Snoke has asked us before."

Troy paused, "Snooker?"

"Yes, His Royal Highness Prince Snoke has already questioned all the civilians in this area with a minister this morning."

"...Is that so?" Troy suddenly smiled and said, "That's good."

He closed the notebook and murmured: "This disaster has really suffered for you."

"Our family is not bad, it's just a financial loss, but others, they lost their loved ones. No amount of pensions can make up for this feeling." The man finished speaking and sighed softly, "The one in the neighboring village named Mai Child Nina, I don't know what to do in the future, she is so young..."

"Minaina?" Troy blinked, "How old is she?"

"Two years old, it is said that he was sent to the Magic Association by a traveler."

"Where is she now?"

"In the temporary shelter, although I also want to adopt her, but there are five children in the family, there is really no way, and there are others who are willing to adopt her, but Mai Nina is young and has a temper, so they are not willing. "

Troy thanked him, turned around and rode on the white horse, and went to the shelter.

If I guessed correctly, that child should have been rescued by himself in the village of Demon Wolf.

Soon, the boy felt the asylum. As soon as he entered, the smell of medicine inside invaded his nostrils. The mixed smell of potion was not pleasant.

The shelter not only accommodates civilians, but also some injured knights and magicians recuperate here.

Through the corridor, Troy went to the innermost children's room.

In the simple room paved with soft carpets, there are more than a dozen children inside, all of whom look very thin.

The blue eyes caught a glimpse of a little girl with her back to him, she seemed to be very silent and did not talk to other children.

Troy took off his boots and socks, and the soft blankets that the makeshift caregiver had laid down for the baby were comfortable to step on.

Some of the children lost their parents, and some were temporarily fostered here.

At present, except Minina, all other orphans have adoptive parents.

The children around looked at the boy curiously, and Troy smiled at them, then walked behind the little girl, and quietly glanced at the thing in front of her.

On the small table, there is a doll.

Gray hair and eyes, the same color Troy had dyed himself before.

Troy asked, "Is that me?"

The girl was startled by the sound, turned around, and saw a blond boy with blue eyes standing behind her.

The boy's skin is fair, and his blond hair seems to be the most radiant gold, shining brightly, and the blue pupils are shimmering. At first glance, it seems that there are thousands of stars. The red lips curled up gently, smiling. looking at her.

As tender as water, it makes people feel warm.

But—not gray hair and gray eyes.

I was a little disappointed at first, but in the next second, I seemed to think of something, and said in fluent words: "Big...brother?"

Troy picked her up and said with a smile, "Is that the doll you're holding?"

Minina blushed a little, nodded: "...um."

She seemed to wonder why the boy didn't have gray hair and gray eyes.

"This is what I am." Troy said, "Don't you like it?"

Mai Nina shook her head: "No, brother is very good-looking..."

The boy smiled and said: "I heard that other people want to adopt you, but you are not willing?"

The child looked down, his eyes seemed a little sad, as if thinking of her dead parents, she nodded slightly: "Mom and Dad, are you really not coming back?"

Troy patted her head: "...Although, it is true, they have not disappeared," the young man said, "As long as you remember them, they will always be in your heart."

"In this world, only the best memories about loved ones are the most precious treasures."