In the huge temple, many people knelt towards the stone statue of the God of Light, and everyone was waiting for the oracle.

Suddenly, several lines of golden characters appeared in the air.

Then a blond boy in brave clothes stepped forward, knelt down in front of the statue, and raised the sword in his hand high.

Then the sword began to shine with golden light under the gaze of the stone statue.

Everyone watched this sacred scene in admiration.

The God of Light is endowing this sword of the brave with the power to destroy the Demon King.

Although the god did not really come down, the bathing of the divine light still made everyone here feel the light of happiness that the soul was washed.

After all the ceremonies were completed, the seven knights and brave men embarked on the road to conquer the devil.

They rode out of the king's city gate on fine horses, and outside were the people of the whole city standing on both sides of the road and shouting farewell.

No one noticed that, among the crowd, stood a short old man in his 60s, whose hair was already half gray.

The old man was wearing leather boots and had a sword pinned to his waist. At this time, he was affected by the cheers around him, and his face was a little excited. His eyes looked expectantly at the direction in which the brave man was riding his horse.

"Here comes the brave!"

I don't know who shouted, and everyone around the old man raised the flowers in their hands and cheered.

The old man was suddenly blocked by everyone, and he was a little worried that he would not be able to see. Seeing that he couldn't squeeze in, he simply squeezed back, and then jumped neatly onto the window sill of someone else's house. When he saw clearly When the unfamiliar back of the hero who took the lead, the smile on the original face froze instantly, some old voice whispered incredulously: "How is it possible?"

He suspected that his old eyes might be dizzy, so he jumped a few more times. Although the brave and knights were riding horses, they walked very slowly, and the old man easily jumped in front of them.

When he saw the brave man's appearance clearly, he finally confirmed that he had heard correctly, and then he reluctantly looked at the faces of the knights behind the brave man, one by one, but he still couldn't find the face he expected to see.

The knight behind the brave man seemed to have discovered something interesting: "Hey, Duke, look, there is an old man chasing us on the wall over there, do you want to take care of it?"

Warren Duke looked in the direction the knight was pointing, and happened to meet the eyes of the old man. He thought it might be some kind of fanatical fan, so he smiled at him, and said to the knight, "Leave him alone, later I left by myself."

The brave men finally left the city gate, gradually fewer people followed them, and they began to gallop on horseback.

The horse let go and ran for a while. Suddenly, an old man appeared in front of them. The brave man and his party hurriedly reined in their horses and stopped. Just as they were about to speak, the old man pulled out the sword from his waist. Attack towards the brave.

Although the brave man was surprised, he didn't panic in the face of such a situation. He drew his sword and went forward.

After a few rounds, Duke was surprised to find that the old man had extraordinary strength, but there was no killing intent on his sword.

Taking advantage of the brief adjustment gap after the two fought, the blond brave Duke said affirmatively: "You are not a demon, who are you?"

The old man had already figured out his depth, and looked at the other party with a heartbroken expression: "How can those stupid guys in the kingdom cheat on such things as conquest of the devil? Don't they know that if the brave man fails, this continent will face serious challenges." What dire consequences?"

Duke and the knights were puzzled when they heard his words: "Who are you? What do you mean by these words?"

The old man glared at Duke viciously: "I don't know what methods you used to squeeze out my grandson as a brave man, but let me tell you, with your ability, you are not worthy of being a brave man. My grandson Batlia is better than you." A hundred times more powerful, but he doesn't know where he went. A group of despicable people will be exposed by the world sooner or later and become the ridicule of the kingdom!"

The old man left after saying these inexplicable words.

After hearing this, the handsome young man turned his head and asked the others in puzzlement, "Batlia, do you know each other?"

The knights shook their heads in confusion.

Suddenly a knight said: "Just now I seem to have seen the old man's family crest, which seems to be the family crest of the Leopold family."

The brave man was a little surprised: "Leopold? The family of the previous brave man?"

A knight smiled disdainfully: "Could it be that the old man wants to be a brave man and is crazy, so he came to find fault with us? No matter what, we Duke is a brave man recognized by the God of Light."

Duke got on his horse and waved the rein to let the horse go forward: "Anyway, the old man just now is really not simple in strength. It should be said that he is indeed the descendant of the previous brave man..."

To the brave man, this incident was just a small episode on the way to conquer the devil, but what the other party said made him very concerned.

It took them about a month to finally arrive at the town closest to the seal of the Demon King - Bababula Town.

The town has existed for thousands of years, and everyone knows a lot about the legend of the devil and the brave, but because it takes hundreds of years to eliminate the devil every time, everyone is still very excited and novel to be lucky enough to see the brave come.

Bart is helping the landlord, Mrs. Melilla, with the broken old furniture today. Wu is sitting on the side flower bed, looking at the sweaty Bart with disgust.

With a bang, the last piece of old furniture that was needed was finally moved out.Bart wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve, looked at the fog on one side, with a helpless expression: "Fog, you can help out anyway."

Wu looked contemptuous: "Idiots are talented, but they don't get paid."

Bart was already familiar with him talking like this, and just about to say a few words, a group of teenagers ran past excitedly, saw him and shouted by the way: "Bart, the brave man has come to our town, do you want to see it!"

Bart's eyes lit up: "Go, of course!"

When Wu heard about the brave man, his eyes lit up, and then he was surprised—he was dragged by Bart and ran with everyone.

He shook off Bart's hand angrily: "Idiot! Why are you pulling me!"

Bart stopped and looked at him incomprehensibly: "Fog, don't you want to see what a brave man looks like? That's a brave man. There is only one brave man in hundreds of years. How many people can't see a brave man once in their life?"

Wu Wu said nonchalantly: "What's so interesting about that?"

"Then are you going?"

Fog gritted his teeth for a while: "Go."

He wants to see what kind of person the brave man is this time.Anyway, as long as he doesn't use magic power, no one can recognize him except the God of Light.

They finally came to the main road of Bababula town, and the main road, which was not very spacious, was full of people at this time.Bart couldn't believe that there were so many people in this town, but after looking carefully for a while, he met a few acquaintances from the next town, and it turned out that even people from other nearby towns came here.

The brave man rode his horse and waved to everyone vigorously.

Surrounded by everyone, they walked to the only hotel in the town.

This hotel has a history of hundreds of years. It was originally built for the brave to live in. The building is not luxurious, but it is much more upscale than other buildings in this town.

Bart looked at the high-spirited brave man at the front of everyone, with envious eyes. After a while, he seemed to think of something, his eyes dimmed, and he looked at the fog staring at the brave man with deep eyes and said: "Fog , let's go back."

Wu glanced at him: "Why, are you envious?"

Bart clenched his fists and looked longingly at the hotel where the brave lived: "Of course I'm envious. In this world, who doesn't want to be a brave who protects the world!"

Wu turned around disapprovingly: "What's so good about being a brave man, you will be killed sooner or later. Idiot, go home and chop up your broken furniture, or the fat woman will yell at you later."

"That's the landlady, Wu, it's very rude of you to speak like that."

After Bart finished speaking, he took a last look at the direction of the hotel. The brave man had already checked into the room. At this time, he opened the window and waved to everyone standing outside, looking very high-spirited.

Wu walked a few steps and saw that he hadn't followed, so he turned back and kicked his knee: "Let's go, big idiot, you haven't even passed the first level of the brave test, it's not your job to protect the world!" thing."

After hearing his words, Bart chased after him, and said persistently: "Guarding the world is everyone's business. It is impossible to entrust everything to the brave. If the brave fails..."

Before he finished speaking, Wu looked at him mockingly: "Even if the brave man fails, there are others. Anyway, it's not your turn to someone who hasn't even passed the first test of the brave man."

Bart stopped talking for a while, and followed behind the fog sullenly.

Wu Jue watched him depressed for a long time, and because of this person's unhappiness, a little bit of strength slowly gathered in his body.

When eating at night, Bart suddenly said: "I can't do anything, but if one day people face danger and need me, I will stand up without hesitation, at least...at least I will block In front of the Demon King, buy everyone a little time to escape."

Wu rolled his eyes, looked at him unceremoniously and said, "Idiot."

Bart put down the bowl, looked at him seriously and said, "Fog, you can't curse."

Seeing his sudden seriousness, Wu felt a dull pain in his forehead. He muttered "I'll kill you sooner or later", cursing in his heart.

Bart has already adapted to his bad temper: "Eat quickly, take a good rest after eating, there is work tomorrow, and then you will move bricks with me, you may not be able to paint walls, but I will teach you, don't worry ,Very simple."

Upon hearing this, the Demon King was furious and almost dropped the bowl: "Shut up!"

Over the past month, Bart has gotten used to the way he would be furious with shame and anger every time he was asked about work.

He comforted: "Fog, I don't know why you are angry, labor is the most honorable, there is nothing to be ashamed of, let's work and support ourselves."

Misty covered his face with his hands in despair.

On countless nights, Lord Demon King lay on the small broken bed in this room doubting his life. Countless times he wondered whether it would be better to expose his identity as Demon King and use half of his magic power and that damned The brave made the final move.

The author has something to say: After playing for half a month, I am still full of ideas.I'm a guilty dove (lay flat)

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: Ziran 1;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: Ziyan 10 bottles;

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