Diablo Destruction

Chapter 136 Leaving (Part 1)

Chapter 136 Leaving (Part 1)

"grown ups……"

Willas walked in from the door playfully, slightly sticking out her cute pink tongue.

"Is Master Akara that scary?"

I smiled and shook my head. This girl, I don’t even know what to say - she has been standing outside for a while, and I just saw Akara and a few tough warriors inside. He was guarding the door, so he never dared to come in. Speaking of Akara's kind-hearted appearance, is he really as unapproachable as Vilas made him look?

"It's not scary, it's just that I didn't expect the respected Lord Akala to be right in front of me. I didn't know how to greet her or what to say, so I kept hesitating and didn't come in."

She wrinkled her nose and handed me a glass of water with a smile.

"Well, thanks!! Huh? Vilas, why did your hair change?"

After sleeping for a few days, I was really thirsty. While I was grateful for Willas's thoughtfulness, I looked up and found that her hairstyle seemed to be very different from before.

Her silky-smooth slightly curly hair has now been combed straight by her. Only the ends of her hair still have a trace of waves, probably because she didn't have time to straighten them. You know, there is no such thing as electric hair or gel water in this world. It's not an easy thing to change your hairstyle. Of course, there may be other tips. After all, the people here are definitely not low on intelligence.

In short, Veras' original black and slightly curly hair has been pulled straight and draped smoothly on her back. At first glance, it seems to have grown a lot, and she has eyebrow-length bangs in front of her forehead. However, , the most striking thing is. The black hair on her left side, roughly above the temples, was picked out into a neat bundle of hair two fingers thick. The middle of the hair bundle was fixed by a small dark blue hair bundle. There is also a cute ornament with ethnic characteristics hanging from the tail. Compared with the long hair hanging down to the waist like a waterfall at the back, this bunch of hair is placed in the front, which looks particularly cute and eye-catching.

"Nowhere. Nothing has changed!"

When I asked this question, for some reason, Veras's face suddenly turned red and drooped, and her two little hands kept gently fiddling with the neat black hair on her chest.

"What's the point?"

I asked curiously. It has been more than a year since I came to this world, and I have a general understanding. In this world with many races, only humans are the only ones. Different tribes may have different customs and habits. Generally speaking, here is not like the original world, where people always change their hairstyles from time to time for the sake of beauty. For most people, if there is no special meaning, their hairstyle will not change again in their lifetime.

"Ah... ah..., haha... this. Yes... yes, sir, you just woke up, you must be hungry. If you want to eat something, I will make it for you right away."

Vilas clasped her hands in front of her chest, her dark eyes darting around, not daring to look directly. Obviously trying to avoid the topic.

Anyway, I will leave this village soon, and I probably won’t have much chance to see Vilas again. Thinking of this, I can’t help but feel a little sad. This kind and lovely girl is really hard to let go of. Forgot about it.

"Then. Just make me the Momo noodles you made last time."

I remembered the weird color she made last time. But the breakfast tasted very good, and I couldn’t help but smile.

"Yes~~. But, how about adding a cup of black tea, it will help with digestion." Willas's face came close to her, and her index finger was raised slightly, as if she was looking forward to my nodding in approval.

"Okay, you just have to make the decision." I nodded in response.

"Please wait patiently for a while, it will be fine soon." He ran a few steps, then turned back and smiled at me.

Seeing that bright and lovely smile, my mood rose up unconsciously. How should I put it, Vilas has a rather special charm. Generally speaking, maturity means stability, which may not be the case for girls. It has a sexy or charming meaning, but I can only describe the maturity of Willas as cute, like a kitten. Even if it is mature, it is still extremely cute in the eyes of others. It has something that other animals do not have, which makes people The charm that unconsciously wants to pamper and protect.

Within a few minutes, Veras walked in with two wooden bowls in her hands. Then, just like last time, she mixed the contents of the two bowls together and made her special Momo noodles on the spot. The taste was still the same. It's as delicious as last time, but it would be better if the color could be improved. After all, no matter how delicious the ice cream is, if it is made into the color and shape of feces, not many people can eat it.

After breakfast, my physical strength seemed to have recovered a bit. I couldn't wait to go out and have a look. After staying in this dim cabin for a few days, my eyes almost glowed.

As soon as I stepped out of the gate, a dazzling light shone over me, forcing me to cover my eyes with my hands. It took me a while to get used to it. What lay in front of me was the green prairie and the beautiful Vitas Village. In the morning, the fresh morning air blew towards my face. I took a deep breath and my mind suddenly became much clearer.

"Sir, your cloak..." The attentive Willas caught up with me, holding my white cloak in her hand.

"Oh, thanks."

I was so happy that I forgot about it, but I was so lucky that when I was in a coma, I was not corrupted by Kasha, the alcoholic woman. She still has some conscience.

I happily put on my cloak and jumpsuit hat, and my whole body immediately returned to the mysterious mage-like dress before. The unique energy of the equipment flowed smoothly through all parts of my body. Unfortunately, the wizard attached to the cloak I tried the skill "Ice Encapsulation Armor", but it didn't activate successfully. It seemed that my body hadn't fully recovered yet. I thought about it and didn't force it to activate. I'll wait until I recover.

Stepping on the hard dirt path in the countryside and breathing in the fresh morning air, my whole body seemed to come to life, and even my steps became a little lighter. Vilas followed me slowly. When I asked her how her job at the bar was, she just blinked and smiled, and did not answer my question. Hey, this little girl seemed to be getting better and better in front of me. I feel less and less restrained, although I can’t say it’s not good, but when we first met. Her rabbit-like timidity and cleverness are quite worthy of nostalgia.

The battle has been over for several days, and some of the soldiers responsible for staying in Vitas Village have returned to their base camp. Those who are more diligent may have started training again, but of course there are exceptions. For example...

"Uncle Lar, and Uncle Doug and Geoff, you guys seem to be having a lot of fun, don't you?"

When I arrived at the exquisite little bar in Vitas Village, I immediately spotted three figures that made my teeth itch.

"Ah, isn't this our good brother - Wu!? Wow hahahaha..." Three men were falling in the bar. He laughed awkwardly.

"What are you talking about? We have been worried about you, so we stayed here specially, but we have absolutely no intention of taking the opportunity to relax and enjoy ourselves. You know, how anxious I am to go home and talk to you. My beautiful wife and lovely daughter are reunited, isn’t it all for you!”

Lal stood up and patted my shoulder seriously, as if you should thank us. His expression didn't seem fake - if you could put down the half-drunk ale glass in your other hand, you could wipe it by the way. There was wine foam on the corner of his mouth.

"That's right. What the boss said is right. We have been worried about you these past few days. Look, I haven't spoken to you for several days."

Doug said with a sad expression, "How many days have you not spoken?" If what he said was true, it would be an incredible sacrifice, but... Can you let go of the other hand on Marton's shoulder? Will the credibility be higher?

This guy Gefu is pretty good, at least he didn't lie. He was not good at expressing himself. He just looked at me happily and drank the ale in his hand. He was much cuter than the other guys.

"Wu, congratulations on your recovery!" Dhruv stood up and hugged me sincerely.

"Cute little brother Wu, my sister is very worried about you."

Her wife, Haina, also hugged me gently, pursed her lips, and looked at me carefully with her gentle eyes.

"Congratulations..." This guy Marton is really not sweet.

"Come, sit down and have a glass of wine to celebrate. You are a famous person now."

This kid Doug patted my shoulder with a force that was even more amazing than an elephant.

I endured the pain in my shoulder and glared at him: "I'd better skip the wine. I've been sleeping for a few days. I want to walk around the village later to see the situation, and..." For these troubled brothers, I was not modest or pretentious, so I puffed out my chest and continued to add in a very grand manner.

"Also, what does it mean to be a famous person now? Wasn't it me before?"

Doug seemed to want to say something else, but Lar stopped him with one hand. Although he was a little sinister, he was a careful guy. He probably saw something wrong with my body when Doug patted me on the shoulder.

"Okay, okay, forced wine is not sweet. Let Wu go. As a special operations team member of the village, this is what he should do."

I glanced at him gratefully.

"Then, you can chat slowly, I'll leave first."

I raised my cloak and walked out amidst the various looks from other people.

"Vilas, what are you doing?"

Opening the thick wooden door of the bar, I shouted to the waitresses who were huddled together at the counter. This cute little maid had been following me. As soon as she entered the bar, she was pitifully caught by several other waitresses. In the past, several people gathered together, chattering without knowing what they were talking about.

"Well, sir, wait for me!"

I don't know what the other people said, but Vilas' pretty face turned red and she chased after the other waitresses' strange eyes.

"Huh?..." When I walked out of the door, I realized that something seemed wrong.

Why did he ask her to follow him? And it's so natural, without any awkwardness at all. Could it be that I'm already used to her existence?

The light footsteps followed me behind me. I shook my head and strode out. I was going to leave here soon anyway, so I better not think too much about it. In this strange world, I am extremely cautious about my relationship. I am afraid of hurting others, and I am even more afraid of others hurting me.

I slowed down along the way and carefully observed this small village that had experienced the baptism of war. The battle had ended for several days, and some of the adventurers had already left. However, all the Vitas villagers who originally moved to Rogge Camp for refuge have returned, so instead of being deserted, the entire Vitas Village has become more lively. In addition to the adventurers, young villagers who were relatively rare in the past, There are also children, who can be seen everywhere now.

Along the way. The other adventurers seemed to move out of the way in unison, and some senior adventurers, or adventurers who had met me once before, came forward respectfully and greeted me. He also expressed his sincerest happiness and blessings for my recovery.

The performance of the adventurers caused many young people and children who had just returned from Rogge Camp to look at me with curious eyes, and the large and small comments continued to reach my ears. Some smaller children even came forward and looked at me carefully with their big innocent eyes. If they weren't affected by the awe of the surrounding people, or if they were pulled by the adults, they might have come up to me. Out of curiosity, he asked me all kinds of questions.

I finally understand. It seems that I have become the focus of the entire Virtus. I don’t know whether it was right or wrong to take this trip. Now I really feel a little regretful. However, if I don’t walk around carefully, I will take a look at the small village that I have worked hard to protect. I still can't feel at peace with the situation, so now I can only bite the bullet and walk. Don't say it's me. It's Vilas at the back. As if she couldn't stand the current atmosphere, she took a few steps forward. He followed me closely, holding my elbow with a small hand unnoticeably, looking timid.

Hum, you're afraid, you can finally understand what I feel. Seeing Vilas's appearance, I felt awkward inside, as if I had been shared a part of it, and I couldn't help but relax.

The pace quickened a few steps, and soon the two of us passed through the village square where the crowd was the densest. Seeing that the hot gazes around us finally weakened, she and I couldn't help but sigh in unison, and we looked at each other. After taking one look, they all smiled bitterly.

"Now I finally understand how you feel."

Willas said with lingering fear. She really couldn't understand that her friends in the village, whom she was usually so familiar with, made her so uncomfortable.

"Hey, that's why I said, I want to be a shepherd..." I sighed.

"Hehe, your wish will definitely come true." Vilas stuck out her tongue from behind and comforted me happily.

Angstrom? Who is that old man? He is wearing a gray robe and a familiar crutch. He looks very familiar.

Wanting to see the current situation in the village, the first place I came to was naturally the front line of contact with the monster army - the northwest of the village. But there, I found a familiar figure standing there. On the sentry tower that had been dismantled in time, there were still a few soldiers around, and they seemed to have quite a lot of background.

After thinking about it for a while, I already had the answer. It was obvious that the only old man in Rogge who could receive such treatment was either Kane or Farah. But with the strength of the old bt Farah, did he still need to bring a few soldiers to show off?

"Lord Kane, why are you here?"

I walked over with a smile. Vilas behind me saw another big shot. She stopped early and was twirling around not far away. She wanted to follow but was a little shy.

"Haha, Wu, you woke up. I'm really sorry that I didn't have time to visit you."

Kane turned his head, holding a notebook and a quill stained with ink in his hands, probably recording something.

"No, I just woke up. Sir, are you recording something now?"

"That's right."

Kane nodded: "The scale of this monster attack is very rare in the entire history of Rogge Camp. I feel it is necessary to record it completely, so I shamelessly followed Akara. I will be subject to The conditions of the 10 villages attacked were recorded in detail.

Kane's answer is not surprising. As a historian, it is strange that he is not interested in such relatively rare and large-scale wars.

Kane waved his hand gently, and the surrounding soldiers immediately dispersed. He and I were the only two people left in the entire sentry tower. Facing the gentle morning breeze, he stood on the high sentry step and carefully He looked down at half of Vitas Village, and then sighed heavily.

"Actually, I have always doubted the necessity of this battle. Among the four people, I am the only one who holds an opposing opinion."

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