In a small village on the border of the Duchy of Ekrakit, in a forage warehouse close to the outskirts of the village, Jon was gobbling up dry, hard black bread.

As a result, I was in too much of a hurry to eat and choked on dry black bread.

"It's okay if you don't have to eat in such a hurry."

The girl dressed as a village girl in front of him put a cup of hot goat's milk on the table and gently patted him on the back.

After rinsing the bread down his throat with goat's milk, Jon gave the girl a grateful expression, "Thank you so much. Not only did it save my life, but it also provided me with such a hearty lunch. ”

"Actually, it's not very rich...... "The girl's face flushed slightly.

Brown bread, which is difficult to swallow even for the average peasant, and is only occasionally used as dry food to satisfy the stomach when it takes long hours of labor or travel, is indeed not abundant.

It's just that because the people in the village are a bit xenophobic, the girl can only bring some black bread to the boy she picked up outside the forest.

"For many reasons...... I'm sorry you can only sleep here at night. ”

She bowed her head to Jon in shame and apologized.

"It's okay, there's a lot of hay here, and if you spread it a little, it's warm and comfortable to sleep on."

However, Jon, who has been a slave, doesn't mind at all: "I'm grateful that you can provide me with a place to rest." ”

"Speaking of which, why would you faint in that place?" The girl asked curiously, but saw Jon's embarrassed expression. He explained in a panic: "I didn't mean to interrogate you...... It's okay if you don't want to say it......"

"I'm trying to be a hero."

To the girl's surprise, Jon said in a serious tone after taking a sip of goat's milk.

The girl, who didn't understand what Jon meant, seemed to want to say something, but a middle-aged farmer with a gray mustache at the door of the warehouse had already called her name with a disgruntled face.

Giving the boy an apologetic look, the girl patted the straw stalk at the corner of her skirt and walked quickly to the door of the warehouse.

"Dad, what's wrong?" She tilted her head, looking at her father with innocent eyes, and asked softly.

"I don't care if you pick up some kittens and puppies before, but this time it's too outrageous." The middle-aged farmer blew his beard and glared and said, "I actually picked up all these men of unknown origin!" ”

As he spoke, he also glanced at Jon, who was continuing to munch on brown bread in the warehouse, "Look at him. He wears a strange turban on his head. His clothes were in tatters, and he was carrying a knife! No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a good person! ”

"I don't think you should judge a person's good or bad by his ......appearance," the girl protested weakly.

"So what to see? Let's see if he can help us with the farming! However, the middle-aged farmer's rebuke immediately followed: "Recently, horse thieves in the vicinity have suddenly become active, and several villages have been affected, in case this guy is a spy for horse thieves." Isn't it the same as leading the way for the horse thief if you pick him up! ”

"But when I saw him. It was as if he was wounded. Fell to the ground motionless......"

The girl recalls seeing him outside the forest when she was out picking winter vegetables: "It didn't look like it was pretending at all." ”

"You know what! A real horse thief spy is very good at acting......"

The father and daughter, who were talking softly, had no idea that Jon, who was eating bread, suddenly stuffed the remaining black bread into his mouth as if he had seen something. Then he raised his head and showed a serious look.

It wasn't long before the big bell in the village, which rang only when something was urgent, rang twelve times in a row.

This made the father and daughter change their faces together - twelve strokes meant that the horse thief or thief was unresistible, and the whole village had to pack up and take shelter in the woods for a while.

"Damn, that stinky boy is gone!" The middle-aged farmer subconsciously glanced at the forage warehouse, only to find that Jon, who was still inside just now, had disappeared without a trace, and his face couldn't help but change greatly, and he warned his daughter: "Go and clean up with your mother, don't tell anyone else about it!" ”

The girl's face was also pale, and at this moment even she couldn't help but suspect that the boy who smiled kindly was a spy for the horse thief.

"What are you guys still grinding about! This time, the horse thieves are coming quickly, and if you don't run away quickly, it will be dangerous! ”

At this moment, a villager who knew each other well and hurried by, shouting at the two at the same time.

The two of them woke up like a dream and ran home to prepare.

It's just that although the villagers moved quickly, this time the horse thief was completely different, and in the blink of an eye, he appeared outside the village, blocking the villagers who didn't have time to run out of the village at all.

Unlike the thieves, the thieves also know the truth of the long stream, and only routinely levy a little protection fee or something for the villages within their own power, while the horse thieves who roam around in the eastern plains have almost no morality, only know how to destroy and plunder.

Unprepared, they stopped them in the village, looking at the sharp weapons of the other party, sitting down the vicious demonic beasts, the villagers were almost desperate.

The girl could only shrank in her father's arms and tremble, and the evil deeds of the horse thieves she had heard of in the past came to her mind at this time—it is said that the horse thieves, in addition to plundering wealth, also liked to rob the girls to satisfy their animal desires, and only after they had had enough of the fun would they kill the women who were worse than death, and use them as fodder for the monsters they sat down.

But the desperate villagers waited a while, only to find that the massacre they had imagined had not happened.

Trembling, they opened their eyes, and the first thing that caught their eyes was a not generous back.

And beside the back figure with the purple machete, a circle of corpses of horse thieves and monsters was piled up.

What happened?

At this moment, looking at the young man in front of him who was confronting the other horse thieves, this question popped up in the minds of almost all the villagers.

The one who answered them was the leader of the horse thieves in the distance.

"It's a feeling...... Sure enough, you have a soul device in your hand! The leader of the horse thieves, who was so burly that at first glance that he could mistake him for a black bear, licked his thin lips, and the corners of his small and treacherous eyes were full of excitement and greed: "Originally, I just wanted to rob a little extra money, but I didn't expect to crash into the royal treasury!" ”

The monster under his crotch was obviously different from the other horse thieves who were level 1 or 2 in crusade, and it was a monster that matched his size, like a brown bear with four arms.

It's just that Jon, who has a soul device, knows very well that the monster is actually a soul device - a bio-type soul device.

Without the slightest hesitation, with the help of the power of the soul tool flowing into his body, he exerted force with his feet in vain, and the whole person was like a purple phantom, and in an instant, he killed several horse thieves and their mounts who tried to get closer, and at the end of the day, he suddenly turned into a purple meteor, and slashed at the leader of the horse thieves with a sharp blade!

It's just that he was taken down by the bear-shaped soul device.

With the help of the shock to widen the distance, Jon slid back a few meters slightly, stabilizing his body, but the expression on his face was still the same, without the slightest regret that the sneak attack failed.

"You're strong!" The leader of the horse thieves seemed to not care about the losses of his men at all, and grinned: "But this is not enough! I've got nearly a hundred of my men and the same number of monsters compared to you, and we've got crossbows and other ranged weapons! You don't stand a chance of winning! I'll take your soul equipment! ”

As he spoke, he suddenly raised his hand and waved.

With his command and crossbow bolts in hand, the horse thieves who had already wound their strings fired deadly arrows at Jon.

"I'm strong."

However, as if he had known the trajectory and landing of all the arrows, Jon didn't even stop it, and easily closed the distance between him and the leader of the horse thieves in the rain of arrows.

"That's the only thing you're right."

In an instant, the horse thieves around them were cut in two as if they had been slashed by an invisible blade!

"Shi ......" The leader of the horse thieves was like swallowing a bee, his face was ugly, he slapped his soul apparatus and shouted: "Quick, turn into armor!" ”

The Giant Bear Soul was able to stand on its feet, and then its ribcage opened, revealing the inside of the armor painted with runes.

However......

"Your future ends here!"

It's already too late.

Jon, who didn't hesitate in the slightest action, split off half of the opponent's head in an instant!

At the moment before he died, the other party put his hand on his personal weapon, and it can be seen from his calloused hands that he used to be a strong man who was good at fighting, but after getting used to the power of the soul tool, he gave up his identity as a warrior, so that he died so easily in the hands of Jon at the end of the day.

Shaking off the blood stains on the machete, Jon looked at the soul apparatus that had stopped there halfway through the change because of the death of his master, and for a while, he held the hilt of the knife with both hands, and swung out a purple knife light with all his strength, cutting the giant bear soul apparatus that had no self-defense ability because it had lost its master into two!

"Soul equipment, after all, is not something that can bring happiness to people."

Putting the knife back in its scabbard, Jon turned and bowed to the girl who had cared for him, and without looking at the village again, he walked towards the sunset, and soon his whole body melted into the twilight......

He ...... Who the hell is it? ”

After a long time, the middle-aged farmer, who was shocked, asked his daughter a little dumbly.

"I don't know what to do. However," the girl who didn't ask Jon's name shook her head, and then a gentle smile resurfaced on her face, "I think he must be a true hero." (To be continued......)