Chapter 6: I may be in love...

ps1: Humph... Geral and others will die for me... The ghost hand has corrected him

ps2: I probably planned how the plot of Nirvana should collapse... Humph, the original work is too passionate...

ps3:Thanks for "i

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Magical shackles, thin body, gloomy prison, and lush tower.

Every day, she was scolded by the fierce supervisor with a whip and was scolded by the fierce supervisor, and she was doing heavy labor with her young body. She could not escape, resist or refuse - of course she did not have such courage, because she was just a **-year-old girl at that time, introverted, cowardly, and even had no friends.

It seems that all the meaning of life lies in mechanical work. Every few days, new companions will be sent, and every few days, new companions will be moved away. Young children are innocent and realistic, and weak girls will not be accepted.

But from that day on, her life changed - through the iron window, she heard screams and begging for mercy.

It is not the guards chasing the brave men who fled, but some people are chasing these vicious guards.

The children looked out of the tower hard, as if falling from the sky. The very tall soldiers waved their weapons and destroyed the very powerful and terrifying guards in their eyes like killing ants. More people rushed into the tower that imprisoned them. They waved their killing weapons silently, extending their blood and fear.

The guards who were usually arrogant and fierce, howled miserably in the face of a sudden attack. Their strong bodies and sharp weapons were as fragile as paper in front of the attacker, and then their lives were ended neatly by their skillful killing skills.

Are you here to save us? But it is not like the purpose of these giant attackers seems to be just killing people.

"They are... savages." Suddenly a child exclaimed, "It is the savages of the north."

"We are the savage uncles from the north, and we are saved." Another group of children who are clearly divided are all young orcs. Although they are small in number, they are more united and tenacious than the humans here. They have a very different relationship with human children, but they also understand the power of the collective more. Although they are innocent and cruelly rejected by human children, they seem to live better.

After hearing their cheers, she immediately looked into their bodies with an indescribable gaze. She didn't know what that look meant before, but now she understands more and more, and the more she understands, the more she sighs.

"Is this layer the number of cages? Azdono, take your people to rescue them, and the rest will advance according to the original plan, kill all the scum, the old rules, leave the strongest one for me, I will tear him with my own hands." A cold voice came from afar, and a small body flashed away. It was clearly a little boy about the size of her. Behind him was a barbarian holding a martial arts swaying murderous intent. The sound of running was shaking, frightening these children who had never seen any big world - I don't know if it was fear or envy.

The steel iron barbarian was easily bent, and the tall barbarian opened up a gate for escape, and his voice was like thunder: "There are many little boys of the beast tribe, it seems that this trip has not been in vain. Little guys, the orcs walked in front, and humans were lined up behind, one by one, right... Just like that, it seems that those scumbags have adjusted you? It's worry-free enough."

She stood up silently, at the end of the team, and the other children in the prison room also came out one after another. They were taken to the tower, and they were still clearly distinguished, orcs on the left and humans on the right. The orcs with beast ears and tails stood with their heads raised, looking at the barbarians with admiration and enthusiasm, while the human side was just full of fear and anxiety - no one shouted or cried, because the barbarians had no patience, and pointed their fingers when they cried, ensuring unconsciousness.

There was a rumbling sound at the top of the tower that imprisoned them, and the vibration continued to spread from the tower to the ground here. More and more barbarians walked out of the tower with bloody weapons, but the sound at the top of the tower did not stop at all. It seemed that the final battle occurred there - was it the little kid just now?

Soon her doubts were answered. It was visible to the naked eye that the stone wall on one side of the tower exploded. A person she didn't know fell down with the splattered blood on his body and fell heavily to the ground, causing a series of low cry.

"Tsk tsk, the beating was very well-proportioned." A barbarian on one side hit his companion, "It is worthy of being the one taught by the Crown Prince and the elders... When I was still at this age, he could hit me fifty."

With the barbarian's low laughter, the whistling wind sounded in the sky, and silver-white traces crossed the sky and then fell steadily, without a trace of sound - she looked at it intently, a boy about the same height as her, wearing a small silver-white armor, he walked towards the man who was still struggling, and a strange ripples flashed by, and a cold sword fell into his hand, and then swung heavily.

Blood splattered, her body and head separated, and she exclaimed in a low voice, everyone was screaming, but the person who swung the sword did not change his face and quietly swung it. The blood bead on the sword left a graceful arc on the ground, and then turned into a light spot and disappeared into his hands.

"Have you left a living?" He turned around and asked, the tallest barbarian nodded, "Yes, I have detained a few guys who seem to know the matter. Rennes and the others are forcing confessions to dare to tie down people from the Northland. This kind of thing cannot be done like this."

In just a few words, she had already seen the leadership of this strange boy among these big and thick barbarians. This was undoubtedly very strange, but she could also hear the whispers of the orcs.

"Is it the prince of the fox clan...I know him."

"There is news that he was attracted by the big figures in the Temple of War. I didn't expect it to be true..."

The prince of the fox clan? But he is obviously not an orc. He does not wear a helmet. His exposed ears are also human ears...

She was thinking about it, but the boy in the armor looked here. There was still a murderous aura in his eyes. The blood-like smell immediately scared the humans backwards. She had no friends, and no one pulled her back, and just stayed there in a daze. When she found something was wrong, she was the only one left in the entire open space.

"...Am I so scary?" He touched his nose depressedly, then walked towards her, "Why aren't you afraid of me?"

"Because... because you are here to save us, because you are a good person." Looking at the smile on his face, the words in his heart suddenly surged out, and she blushed and whispered.

"...good man?" He repeated this, then shook his head and smiled, turned to the savage man who followed him and said, "According to the old rules, we will take the orcs back, and you can deal with the other children seriously."

...Dispossible, this word caused panic among this group of children who seemed mature in special circumstances.

"You...what do you want to do" Almost without thinking, she grabbed his hand, with the iron gloves, "Don't hurt us...please don't hurt us."

"Uh..." He looked at her, as if a little surprised, "I didn't say I wanted to hurt you, I just sent you away on another boat. We are all from the north. The orcs will go with us all the way, and you will have to settle them separately."

"Where are you going to send us?" she asked in a low voice.

"Leave it to the people of the Holy See of Light, the priests are willing to help you get home, and they are good at this, too." He shrugged.

"If you like it, you can take it back. This little girl looks good, and it's good to raise it as a personal maid." The savage next to her smiled, "Mother-in-law, why do you say so much?"

"Wouldn't I do this be like that piece of garbage?" He shook his head. "If you rob a woman when you kill someone for the first time, you will be laughed at by those old people, and I don't think it's useful to take it back."

"Hehehe... I don't know what it is for now, I will regret it in the future..." The barbarian laughed strangely, and then whistles sounded one after another from the mouths of these guys who looked serious at the beginning.

"I don't know what you are talking about..." He shook his head and smiled at her, "You can't survive in the North, the orcs will not accept them, the life of the savages is not suitable for them, and there is no other choice except to be a warrior - but this choice is too cruel. Although I don't have any good feelings for humans, it does not mean that I will do anything to innocent people."

"But... I have no family anymore... There is no place to go..." She shook her head, tears filled her eyes, and then she began to fall, "Please take me away... There is no place to go..."

"Hey hey...Azdono, she cried, what's going on? I didn't hit her." Unexpectedly, the sob brought the rush of this young but calm little boy.

"Oh... this is not my thing. Although I don't know what happened, the great Immortal King once said that the man who makes women sobbing is the worst." The barbarian touched the big, smooth bald head and teased with a smile, "Let's see your awareness. The guy who makes women sobbing cannot guide us."

"... Although what you said seems to make sense, I still think something is wrong." The boy's tone was a little depressed, "Forget it, you always tease me in places I don't understand, so I'm too lazy to pay attention to you."

As he said this, he put his hand on her weak shoulders: "Raise your head and look at me."

She looked up as she said, staring at the little boy in front of her, staring straight into his eyes, which were eyes she had never seen before. Her clear eyes seemed to reflect the blue sky above the snow-capped mountains, free and powerful. The corners of his mouth were pulled and showed a smile: "The north is very big and beautiful, but it is just a paradise for barbarians and orcs. You won't like it, because they don't like humans, and even I don't like it... Well, I really don't like it, because humans go to the north every now and then to kill and set fire, grab people and grab money, and they can't kill and drive them away. So even if you bring you, you won't have any stable life, do you know?"

She didn't speak, just stared at him blankly, she couldn't understand.

"...Uh, okay, I'm really not good at language exchange and communication. I'm so sorry..." He glared at the savage people who were holding their smiles fiercely. The little boy patted her on the shoulder, "Anyway, you just feel that you don't have any reason or motivation to survive... Don't be surprised, I've seen a lot of these kinds of eyes."

"So then try to become stronger. In order to prevent other innocent guys from being as unlucky as you, you will severely attack the scum of the slave hunting group. For justice or pure dissatisfaction..." He suddenly raised his voice, "Of course you are the same. Whether it is orcs or humans, I know you want to cry, but you are not allowed to cry. You will return to life. It doesn't matter if the village is destroyed. You are still alive, aren't you? If you remember those hatreds, you will become stronger, and kill them in the future. You will be properly arranged for a new life, but if you don't want to forget the pain and gain, then you will become stronger. It's just a good time to save you today, but if you feel that you want to thank me, then you will become stronger, kill more scumbags, and let these damn scumbags go to hell to sell people."

Although it was a messy speech, it was almost imprinted in the hearts of all the people present and continued to grow.

After he finished speaking, he took a deep breath, lowered his head, looked at the still stunned little girl, and whispered: "Where are you? Do you understand too?"

"I understand... I will try to be a partner of justice as you said. If you become stronger, you will see you again?" she said quietly, "Can you tell me your name?"

"There is no need for this...the friend of justice? Forget it, there is finally a reason to survive, that's fine." He nodded, "Our encounter is just a coincidence of fate. We don't need to know the name at all. If we can see each other again, we can also re-introduce it."

"That's right... I'm just a weak little girl. You're so powerful. Of course, there's no need to know my name. I'll become strong enough..." Although her voice was weak, strength and tenacity had begun to grow slowly, and then it turned into uneasiness and distress. "But when you meet in the future, what should you do if you can't recognize me? We will always grow up..."

"It's okay, your hair looks good... Crimson, I've remembered it." He raised his hand and pressed the girl's head. "If we really meet in the future, it should be easy to remember."

Later? Later, she told the Lord of Light that she wanted strength, so she was sent to a guild. She had the habit of wearing armor for a while, because the small figure in armor was firmly remembered by her. She was stricter than anyone else, demanding them harshly, and demanding herself more severely, because she wanted to become stronger and stronger. She went to the Temple of War God to accept the heritage of the Battle Dancers. She also wanted to inquire about him, but found that his identity was kept very secret. If she had not met Azdono of that year, she would have been killed on the spot by the Saint Seiya of War God.

At that time, she never saw the person she remembered. She returned to the guild with the glorious professional heritage and frustration, and continued her path to becoming stronger. With the inheritance of the war dancer, she cooperated with the combination of high-speed drag and different weapons and equipment to form her own unique style, and eventually grew into a strong man who made everyone look at him. She could not tolerate all evil, especially the slave group and the slave trade, which caused a lot of trouble to the guild, but she still did what she wanted, because it was the agreement and promise at that time. Although it might be someone's perfunctory words, it seemed to have become her lifelong promise.

She is Elusa, the legendary goblin queen—well, after saying so much, in a word, just like a black cat, it was another sin that Caesar did when he was a child...

If the rescue was the second turning point in her life, the heart that was suddenly beating in her chest told her that the third turning point had already arrived in a slightest undeniable posture.

"Uh... Although I don't know what happened last night, it's really mine to let everyone wait." It's him... Although nearly ten years have passed, and although time has changed the appearance of the little boy and the little girl back then, she really recognized him at a glance, and saved her and gave her the person who hoped.

He no longer wears armor, only a white robe with unique and elegant shape. The white feathers of an eagle were extended on his right shoulder. His body contained a terrifying burst of power. He no longer needed cold armor to highlight his temperament, because he had grown up completely. The only thing that remained unchanged was his eyes. Although there seemed to be a lot of things, they were still clear and clear, reflecting the vast sky of the north. It was so good... He did not change...

His mouth opened and closed, as if he was saying something - but unfortunately she couldn't listen to anything and was thinking about it in her heart.

Let's say a treat? Although that was the case at that time, he... probably didn't know me anymore. I was just a little girl he saved. He saved many people, so of course he wouldn't recognize them one by one...

Let's say something to entertain...what should I say...

Cough cough... Long time no see, are you okay?

——It's too ordinary.

As you can see, I've become very strong...

——It's too cold.

Are you... okay? I keep thinking about you...

——It's too numb.

And I don’t know if he still remembers me... If he just treats this, would he be regarded as a strange guy?

She suddenly realized that it was such a difficult thing to speak, and her face changed, staring straight at Caesar, watching him exchange with others on behalf of Wendy.

"Guardian? A guy who looks quite reliable. He doesn't look like a person who makes trouble by drinking. What happened?" Lucy touched her chin and said casually. When she looked back, she was shocked by Elusa's strange face. "Uh...Elusa, are you okay? Does your stomach hurt?"

"No...I find that I might..." Erza was thinking, answering casually, and immediately said the words in her heart, "I might...be in love..."
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