"What a desolate village......

"Desolate?

Moran and Hairaj stood in a small village that could only accommodate a dozen people.

The houses here are built in reddish-brown brick and rock, the same color as the surrounding canyons.

It's just that now these "natural" are covered with a layer of dust that has not been used for a long time.

Moran knocked on the door and entered several rooms, and there was no smoke at all, and his eyes were full of desolation.

"It's been uninhabited for at least more than a year......"

"Ahh

Suddenly there was the sound of Hairaj's shouting, Moran opened the window that had been covered with cobwebs, looked up and went out, and found Hairaj sitting on the ground a little embarrassed, pointing to the family in front of him, trembling all over.

"Yes...... There are corpses ......"

Moran thought it was a clue to the boar monster, so he jumped out of the window.

The windows here were all wider than Moran had expected, apparently to make it easier for them to feather.

Moran and Hairaj had seen the village on the slope before, and had specially mounted their wings to make it easier to ask, but now it seemed that they were not needed.

She cautiously entered the room, but did not feel the scent of any other creature, and finally, Moran came to the skeleton with an indescribably heavy heart.

It was a dried corpse, his once fresh feathers now shriveled and gray, he was dressed in the quaint clothes common to the elders of the kingdom of Velai, and his gray hair was a sign of age.

Moran took a cursory glance and found no external injuries.

It's as if the old man was lying on the bed and passed away quietly and peacefully......

Of course, if Moran hadn't seen the dried excrement on the bed......

The old man seems to have lived in this bed for a long time without any care before he died.

Moran suddenly thought of some news about leaving bedridden elderly people with limited mobility at home alone and starving to death.

She always thought it was just news, but she didn't expect that she would be able to see it with her own eyes.

This is simply more unacceptable than the humanity of the last days.

In any case, they still have the excuse of "the last days" to "logically" destroy human nature.

But...... This is not the end times.

Moran had seen the appearance of these rooms, and the owners of all the houses did not seem to have left in a hurry, and it was obvious that the people here should not be able to stand the harassment of the pig-headed monsters, rather than fleeing in a hurry after being attacked......

So, what kind of monster heart can do such a thing?

No, even if it's a monster, it's a little more conscience than this kind of person.

After listening to Moran's description of the cause of death, Hairaj also fell silent and stopped talking.

Later, Khairaj dug a grave for the old man in the back of the house and put the bones in it, while Moran went to cut a stone tablet and stand there, and picked some wild flowers and fruits for the grave.

The two clasped their hands together and prayed silently.

After that, the two of them stayed in the village for a while, and each of them went in to take a look.

It's not gratifying, but this kind of thing, they only encountered such a thing.

And in the end, Moran also found the village chronicle in a relatively ornate house.

It is a detailed account of what happened in the village before the buildings were empty.

Reading through, it seems that pig-headed monsters come to attack the granary every once in a while, snatching food, and sometimes, even grabbing some young men to leave.

The villagers couldn't stand it anymore and moved out of the place one after another.

"It's a young man again......" Moran said.

This is not the first time the word has been used.

"Are pig-headed monsters afraid of women?" said Hairaj.

"It's also possible that the hatred of men......" Moran put Murashi down, "but anyway, the canyon is so big, a purposeless search won't work." I may need your ......."

Moran looked at Hayraj with bad intentions.

"What do you need me to do?

"It's your clothes. ”

After a short while, two young men set out from the abandoned hamlet and followed the dirt road in the direction of the gorge.

Along the way, Hairaj peeked at Moran with shocked eyes.

He never thought that a person could pretend to be a woman and a man.

"What's wrong?" said Moran, her voice a little deeper, and she really couldn't tell the difference between a man and a woman.

"No, it's nothing......," Hairaj quickly withdrew his gaze.

After walking for about a while, a group of jackals ran down from the high slope on that side, and in the blink of an eye, surrounded them.

It is said that there are a lot of fierce beasts in the canyon, but Moran didn't expect that they had just entered the canyon and collided with a group.

Just as they were about to make a move, a huge figure rushed from that side, snorting and knocking the leader of the jackals into the air.

Moran withdrew the blade that had popped out a few centimeters and smiled, it really didn't take much effort to get it.

In front of them, there was a pig-headed monster nearly three meters tall, with pale pink skin, and a wide, shabby long skirt on its body, revealing its humanoid feet, but the soles of its feet had hooves, and there was no need for superfluous things like shoes.

And in the hands of the pig-headed monster, he held a huge iron hammer, which he did not know to have taken from the hapless adventurer.

"Hum ——!"

The pig-headed monster roared, and all the jackals trembled, then whimpered and scattered.

Then the hoghead slowly turned its head, revealing its terrifying face with a pair of boar fangs, a towering pig's nose, and a bowl of large round eyes.

"Hmph...... Don't be afraid, handsome guys, I won't eat yours...... Look at your appearance, are you travelers?"

The pig-headed monster actually spoke human words.

It's no wonder that the pig-headed monsters mistook them for travelers, because the two of them were so light that they didn't even have weapons.

Moran and Hayraj were both thinking about how to speak.

Kharaj was stupefied, because the pig-headed voice, though strange, was indeed a woman's voice.

Moran, on the other hand, is ......

Intimacy.

Apparently the pig-headed monster is too.

"Hmph, you...... Are you my true son?" said the pig-headed monster, with a look in his eyes.

Moran took a step back, she really wanted to say no, but she held back.

The person in front of him is a dragon slayer who has awakened, but the other party should not know, and the Taling who sent them does not know.

Because only between the bloodlines of the dragon slaying can there be induction.

She had to figure out how to fix it.

"Hmph, my prince~ Come back to our lair with me~ I will~ take good care of you~"

Moran shuddered.

By the way, does she really want to solve this matter?

"Hey, pig-headed monster, don't be whimsical! With me here, you won't hurt Moran in the slightest!Today, I'm going to eradicate the people in the slightest!" Kharaj said, activating his armor and sword.

The pig-headed monster changed its eyes and clenched the huge hammer in his hand.

"No wonder you dare to walk here unarmed......! Are you trying to get rid of me, too? But you're naïve!"

The pig-headed monster roared angrily, and the frightened jackals just now went and returned, and they gathered behind the pig-headed monster, like little brothers.