Lord Demon, your family let you go home for dinner

Those black mist escaping everywhere have become the most terrifying tumor in the world, and the destructive aura they carry can almost devour everything.

No matter whether it is solid, liquid, gas or magic, none of them can be easily swallowed by them, and then transformed into a denser black mist, which people call "devour (devour)".

In a hundred years, only a small area of ​​the huge continent has not been devoured by devour, and large areas are shrouded in black mist and death.

Regardless of whether it is the human race or the demon race, they can only dwell in the last remaining area, and call it the last survivor.

The millennium-long war between the human race and the demon race had to stop, and they reached an alliance to seek opportunities for their own survival.

But more and more places are being invaded by devour, and the breath of death hangs over people's heads all day long.

When everyone closes their eyes and prepares to die, a hero is born.

He is the only person on the entire continent who will not be eroded by devour. He leads people to fight against the black mist. He is synonymous with light and hope.

Whether it is a princess of the human race or a noble lady of the demon race, they all want to dedicate their bodies to him, and are proud to be a member of his harem—even if he has never accepted any woman.

He walked in the world for a hundred years, and finally found his lover.

Even the most ruthless swordsman wants to overcome obstacles for him; the most vicious wizard is willing to make an antidote for him;

The poet roams around and sings his story in the tavern; children gather in groups to sing praises of his personality in the square; people talk about their hero with smiles in a corner.

He has light chestnut curly short hair, light gray pupils like glass, and a tear mole in the corner of his eye. He always has a confident smile. He is the most handsome young man in the world.

He is the hero and salvation of all, and his name is:

— Joan.

People embrace him and want him to be a real god.Go and defeat the demon sitting on the altar and bring true salvation to the mainland.

After all, everyone knows that devour was released by that demon.

A hundred years have passed, and the bell of law is ringing again.

Everyone knew what the bell meant—it was the death knell tolled for the devil.

Large expanses of light shone down, casting mottled shadows through the tree shadows.

In the simple and natural log cabin, the young man with curly hair lightly hugged the waist of the person in his arms with his strong hands, and his voice was warm and sweet, with the hoarseness when he first woke up: "You woke up very early today, what do you want to eat?"

The boy in his arms has beautiful long silver hair, pale golden eyes are lively and bright like elves, and his delicate and beautiful lips are slightly pursed, showing a little hesitation.

The boy is Grubb who went down to the human world, and is now the lover of the hero Joan.

With the hazy mist of the early morning in his watery eyes, he looked extraordinarily innocent.

Joan couldn't help but lowered her head and kissed her, full of love and respect.

The hot breath was entangled between the two people's mouths and noses, and Joan didn't stop her movements until the sun slanted into the room.

"It's a good thing you're willing to come back to me, Brother Cheryl."

Grubb froze.

"Didn't I tell you...I don't go by that name now..."

"Yeah yeah, you're badly injured and have lost your memory. Your name is now Grubb, and it's a very cute name."

"When the day of the decisive battle comes, after I kill that demon, I will take you as my bride."

"We can live in the town of Atlas, it's very beautiful."

"I go hunting, and you sleep in the house. When I come back from hunting, I will cook for you. When the sun goes down, we will sit in the yard with the evening breeze, and I will tell you the stories I have heard along the way."

"Your eyes were not very good at the time, so you haven't seen how beautiful that river is, have you? Let me tell you a secret, the shrimp inside is light blue, which is different from other shrimp."

Grubb lowered his eyes slightly, not knowing what it was like.

Of course he knew that the prawns in it were blue, and some were cyan.

The river melted from the distant snow-capped mountains, and it was like a beautiful ribbon under the blue sky.

He also knew that there was a child next door who was so fat that he could barely see his eyes. The black cat in their house always looked at him disliked and liked to scratch him with his paws.

He knew, Cheryl didn't.

"Can you, don't kill that god?"

In order to save you, he sucked most of the black mist into his body, and even now he is still suffering from unbearable pain.

There were only three or four wisps of those escaping black mist, which turned the continent upside down. The three or four wisps that filled the ruins at that time were all in his body now.

"why?"

"because……"

Because the reason why you are immune to devour and become a hero is the divine order issued by the devil in your mouth.

Because the Cheryl you're thinking of isn't me, it's the god who sits on the temple floor and sleeps against the pain.

Grubb's eyes were almost filled with mist, his heart was trembling, his voice was hoarse, and he couldn't say anything in the end.

"You go, I'll wait for your triumphant return."

"I will be your bride."

【drop--】

[Mission [-] - Merging light and darkness, saving the collapsed world has been completed, and the mission rewards will be distributed in one working day. 】

"I didn't do anything, who completed this task?"

"Someone did it for you." 0001 replied coldly.

I don't care who it is either.

Looking up, the little fox was standing in front of him, stretching out something coyly.

It's a black mask.

"Grandpa brought you a gift. I specially cast your godfather's magic, and it won't hurt when you wear it on your face."

I watched him silently.

"Look here, it's black everywhere, why don't you make your hair black too?"

"It looks nicer this way."

"You have a point."

The three thousand silver hair was dyed black in an instant, with a hint of dark red at the tip, which looked like a flame burning in the night, coquettish and mysterious.

I put the mask on my face and looked at the fox in front of me. Under the mask was a smile that the other party couldn't see.

"Grubb."

The little fox immediately sat up straight, looking a little nervous.

"This 100 years, thank you for accompanying me."

"You did a great job, thank you."

Grubb's tail flicked back and forth uneasily.

"I suddenly don't want to give it away, you give it back to me!!"

"The jet-black hair doesn't look good either, change it back!!"

"You've done a good job and it's exactly what I wanted."

"Let's sleep for a while."

"When you wake up, you will be someone else's bride."