In the center of Tomorrow City, between the Golden Banner and the Snow Blade Kingdom, in the Holy Church of the Illuminati.
"Your Highness Deinister, I heard that you have a deep friendship with the Hero Xu Jun." After a routine prayer to the God of Light, Deinister was stopped by Archbishop Michael and asked such a question.
He bowed slightly and said, "If the Hero Xu Jun you are talking about is the one I know, I do know him, but we don't have a deep friendship."
Archbishop Michael pursed his lips slightly. He was quite old, and his hair and beard were already white. He had a pair of sapphire blue eyes, and his somewhat rigid facial features made the Archbishop look serious and cold. Dianiste knew that the Archbishop's coldness was reserved for outsiders. When he was with his friends, he was gentle and friendly. Archbishop Michael glanced in the direction of Elder Wang and said, "The Hero Xu Jun is already a hero of the whole continent. If you know him, why don't you convey the goodwill of the Church to him? You can also send someone to help him."
Deinister nodded and said, "It's just that we haven't seen each other for seven or eight years. I don't know if he can still recognize me."
The two exchanged a look, and all of this was seen by the elders. They could only communicate with each other on the surface.
… Xu Jun, Deinister thought of his friend when he was still in the orphanage. The great God of Light, his Holy Son, was actually born in an orphanage. How ironic. Deinister was not raised as a Holy Son. He was abandoned as soon as he was born, and spent the first seven years of his life in an orphanage. Most of the children in the orphanage were precocious. They formed cliques and fought with each other. Deinister's health was not very good, so he could not compete with others.
Fortunately, there was a child named Xu Jun who had been helping him. Yes, Xu Jun had shown a kind of courage since he was very young. It was a kind of courage that made people envious but helpless. He dared to steal biscuits from the director of the orphanage, and dared to pick up bird eggs from the tree. He even dared to go to the dirty sewer to catch rats … It was all for food. Many people might feel disgusted when they heard that. Stealing and catching things that even dogs would not eat … But really, this was Deinister's first impression of the word "courage".
Xu Jun would also beat people and other children. There was no extra tolerance and forgiveness in him. He would never force himself to forgive other naughty children. But at the same time, he had a kind of righteous naivety. He was never stingy to those who really needed help.
That was Xu Jun when he was seven or eight years old. It was him from more than ten years ago.
Deinister sometimes even felt that Xu Jun was more suitable for the so-called "light" than he was. But he became a Holy Son and was adopted by the Pope of the Illuminati. He was specially trained. Xu Jun, on the other hand, climbed up the ladder and became a hero … one of the many heroes in the world.
After that, they rarely saw each other. The Illuminati's Holy Son sounded high and mighty, but in fact, he was like a mascot. Especially the Holy Son who had not yet grown up, many pairs of eyes of the elders were always staring at him. Compared to him, Xu Jun had a lot more freedom. He was registered in many guilds and took on various missions. The number of monsters and criminals he killed alone was probably more than the number of Knights of Light. There were scattered rumors about him in various countries, but no one knew whether it was true or not.
No one, including Deinister himself, thought that Xu Jun could successfully kill the Demon King.
When he heard the news, he was overjoyed for a while. He thought that Xu Jun was really f * cking awesome. He had always been proud of this since he was a child. He could even brag about it! It was just like when Xu Jun picked up a bird's egg when he was a child. He was so happy that the whole orphanage knew about it. But soon, this childlike innocence faded, and his heart gradually became cold.
Xu Jun … What was he thinking?
Was he the same as before? Was he still the brave and righteous guy?
In fact, two years ago, when the Rum County of the Snow Blade Kingdom was invaded by demons, he, as the Holy Son of the Illuminati, went there for a period of time to boost morale and rescue the civilians. That was the last time he saw Xu Jun.
He still remembered that time was too tight. Xu Jun only said a few words to him and then left. His childhood friend showed an adult's smooth smile, which made him feel strange and even afraid to recognize him.
Being the Holy Son of the Illuminati was certainly much more comfortable than being in the orphanage. But the longer Deinister stayed here, the more he felt that he could not trust people.
Then what about Xu Jun? What had he become?
He wanted to see with his own eyes … He wanted to see with his own eyes what his childhood friend was like now.
"The prophecy … The hero who saved the world will appear in the Wasteland City."
…
The Wasteland City was one of the most developed cities in the southern part of the Snow Blade Kingdom. It had held many large fairs to trade with the Orcs and Elves in the south. Twenty years ago, after the city's owner, Sahn Kodo, bought the city, the economic development had not stopped. Therefore, the city's business was still prosperous even though three city owners had changed.
There was no curfew in the Wasteland City. Every person or other race who wanted to enter the city only had to pay a certain fee to enter. However, this did not mean that the management of the Wasteland City was very loose. This city was standard on the outside but tight on the inside. It seemed that everything was in a mess. Various races mixed together in a mess, and there were often fights. But in fact, the upper nobles had a very high control over the city. Outsiders and ordinary people who did not have a backer had to learn to be as docile as lambs in the city.
"The great Prince Leon walked into the Wasteland City. When he saw the guards drooling at the gold coins, his heart was filled with sorrow. He felt that the human race had completely fallen." Xu Jun entered the city and hugged the Lesser Sand Leopard Tinas tightly, muttering in his heart.
The Demon King Roschinke felt a little helpless. "What nonsense are you talking about?"
Xu Jun put on an innocent (⊙ v ⊙) expression and said, "Aren't you the Golden Knight of the Illuminati? Aren't all Golden Knights very upright? How can you not be angry when you see those little soldiers who fill their pockets? "
Roshyank The Devil thought to himself, 'I was a Golden Knight decades ago. I am now the Demon King, and I am the Demon King who was defeated by you. What's there to be angry about?' However, he was born elegant. Even if he became the Demon King, he was still a cultured and elegant Demon King. He could not tolerate himself calling himself 'father', so he could only seriously criticize the hero who was becoming more and more unconventional. "Xu Jun, your attitude is getting more and more dissolute."
At this time, the window on the second floor opposite the street opened. A middle-aged woman with serious horizontal development poured a basin of water down while cursing. Xu Jun once again said with emotion, "Ah, an auntie's foot-washing water poured down from the second floor, just like the sad tears of Prince Leon."
Demon King Roshyank: "… Impudent!"
However, it was useless. In his soul state, he could only say 'impudent' and nothing else to protest. _ (: 3. ∠) _
He could clearly feel that Xu Jun's mood had relaxed a lot since he entered the city. Although the journey had seemed quite relaxed, there was actually a taut string in his heart. Even the slightest movement would cause this powerful hero — someone who could kill a Demon King to be extremely powerful — to be on guard for a long time. Although it wasn't obvious, his soul was indeed on guard.
Now that he was in a human city, Xu Jun almost couldn't wait to put down his guard, and his soul showed a soft and leisurely state.
He liked humans, and they made him feel at ease.
He was truly … a brave warrior who was too naïve.
The author has something to say: At first, Junjun the Hero didn't dare to say such arrogant words to "Prince Leon". Although he dared to call the Demon King grandson, Prince Leon was really too high and mighty … he couldn't talk nonsense to Prince Leon.
However, the two have been "living together" for a long time, so he calmed down. _ (: 3. ∠) _
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