"Kennan, you boy! What did I just teach you? Serve it to the three guests first! The village chief taught his son a lesson.

"Got it, old man." Kennan replied impatiently, glancing at Edith, Harold, and Lilina sitting from left to right, his eyes lingering on Harold's face for an extra half second.

Kennan took out two plates of boneless charcoal-roasted pork trotters with knives and forks on top of them, and he walked over to the table and placed one plate of meat in front of Harold, who was sitting in the middle, and then the plate in his left hand in front of Edith.

Lilina, who sat at the innermost, noticed this detail, her beautiful pale golden eyes rolled quickly, and the corners of her mouth hooked into a smile.

The dishes were quickly served, and the village chief's family and the adventurer's trio sat down to eat.

"The three guests have worked so hard as adventurers to be able to successfully solve the great scourge near our village, and I would like to thank you once again on behalf of the villagers."

"I can do it, with a few brothers with spears and earth guns, how can I kill the trolls." Kennan muttered quietly.

Harold glanced up at him, Edith coughed lightly to hide her embarrassment, and Lilina smiled in her heart: "Sure enough, boys like to be able to act in front of girls who look at their hearts at first glance, although it is quite clumsy but quite funny." It's just that...... Hahahaha! She squinted at Harold, who was unaware that he was eating the trotters with a wheat cake in one hand.

The village chief glared at his son vigorously, and the meaning was clear.

"You kid don't speak, no one treats you as dumb!"

"Don't care, he's young, just like his father when he was young, he won a few fights and felt that he was the best in the world. Don't talk about this, hurry up and try my craft while it's hot, alas, I heard that adventurers have a very hard time, and often eat and sleep in the open. The kind village chief's wife greeted the three of them with a warm greeting.

"Hmm." Harold nodded.

Although the truth is that they are just taking advantage of the holiday to engage in leisure activities, seeing the village chief's wife so cold and warm, they also maintain a tacit understanding not to expose this well-intentioned misunderstanding.

"Alas, this kid is like me. He is considered the number one hunter in the surrounding villages, and he is quite good at fighting, and has killed bears with a spear and a spear alone. I also go to school in the town (an institution that provides basic education to the residents of the township and city, and also teaches some basic magic), and I know how to settle accounts better than I do. The village chief began to detail his son.

Harold and Edith listened a little inexplicably, and Lilina was trying to hold back a laugh, and she almost couldn't help it.

Just as Lilina was about to burst out laughing, Noelle, the daughter of the village chief, who had been silent, said aloud: "Are adventurers heroes? I heard my brother say that if you defeat the trolls, you will be a big hero, and you will be popular with girls. ”

"It's not." Harold replied briefly, and then he took a large sip of vegetable soup.

"Isn't it?"

"No, adventurers are just professions, killing trolls is just jobs. It's better to say that the term hero is just an illusory thing. ”

Listening to Harold and Noelle's chat, Kennan felt a little uncomfortable, and he immediately interjected: "Could it be that the legendary heroes in those epics are all illusory?" How can those glorious heroes be just a fantasy. ”

"The so-called heroes are, at best, mortals who lead mortals forward, or mortals who are embraced by mortals on a high platform."

Harold picked up a small ball with a knife and stuffed it into his mouth, at which point Kenan's face began to turn blue, and Harold ignored it as he continued.

"How can the heroes of those so-called eternal justice and perfection in the epic of mankind not have mortal lust, mortal shortcomings, and mortal selfishness? Trying to become a different being from mortals and branding it as a hero will end up being either a tyrant or a violent death. Harold said slowly, as he ate a few large bites of meat and wheat cakes.

"Please don't say any more." Kennan barely suppressed his anger.

"Oh?" Harold smiled. "Mr. 'Big Hero', who is impatient with his own father, is it just that your father is upset that he stopped your reckless action to hunt trolls?"

"I'm stupid and I don't know any big truths, but you're an adventurer, so you should be pretty good." Kennan was furious, and he stood up. He wasn't an aristocratic gentleman, so he didn't know how to be a humble lady at all.

Of course, the family has not yet recognized Harold's gender, and because Kenan sees Harold as a very beautiful and attractive woman, the words that completely conflict with Kennan's dream of becoming a hero are especially unbearable for such a straight-tempered person.

"Hey, hey." The village chief uncle was also anxious, and he quickly grabbed his son's arm.

"Get out of the way, old man." Kennan had a very hot temper, and at this time, he didn't care that the other party was his own father, he directly pulled his hand, which seemed very rude.

"Okay, I'm just thinking about eating after a meal." Harold clapped his hands and stood up, and he stepped out of the door and stopped at a kerosene lamp six meters outside the door (the countryside around College City is more fertile, and it is common for village chiefs to light kerosene lamps in front of their doors in the evening to light the way for passers-by). "Boy, you can come, if I take a step out of the aperture, I will lose."

"Son." The village chief's wife shook her head at him.

"Mom, I know how to be measured, after all, it's a woman on the other side." Kennan had great respect for his mother.

Harold smiled.

Kennan rushed out in a rage.

Lilina, who had been sitting in her seat and had not spoken, leaned into Edith's ear and whispered, "It's over, this person has really touched the thunder." ”

"Why don't we stop it."

"It's not necessary, I think my predecessors know how to fight this kind of fight."

As soon as the words fell, the sturdy country boy had already flown four or five meters away.

Edith and Lilina looked at each other, secretly speechless.

This distance and height, falling on the ground, could not hurt the muscles and bones of the physically strong Kenan, it only made him painful.

Kennan sneered and crawled up again, like a red-eyed calf.

"Pop" is the sound of intimate contact between human flesh and the ground.

Harold still hadn't taken a single step out of the aperture, and he hadn't even taken a few steps. He only does small spins and moves, but he is very agile, and he mostly uses Kenan's momentum to rush over, hit his fragile joints and unstable underpans, disrupt his opponent's balance of force, and then use the momentum to throw him out.

This method is not only labor-saving, but also does not have a head-to-head conflict with the opposite side.

Kennan was also apparently aware of Harold's approach to combat, with his feet parted and his center of gravity kept as low as possible.

He darted, slamming his left fist into Harold's face, and Harold dodged the blow with a slight side of his head.

Harold quickly sideways with the second punch, but Kennan's punch was only seven points of force, and he turned into a claw halfway through the punch and slammed into a grip on Harold's shoulder.

"Oh. This country kid is kind of interesting. Harold flashed a thought, and in an instant, his left hand wrapped around Kenan's thumb, twisted Kenan's arm backwards with a force, and after a quick turn, pressed his right palm against Kenan's abdomen.

With the rotation of his waist when he turned, he fused with Kenan's forward momentum and easily threw Kenan's body out.

Kenan was tired, he didn't want to be thrown out, and he was a little confused, the super-beautiful "girl" in front of him was really strong and terrifying.

But his self-esteem as a man still struggled to support him and he did not surrender.

"Wow, that big sister is really amazing. Do the two sisters know why she is so powerful? ”

At some point, Noelle ran up to Lilina and Edith and asked, looking at the scene outside the door.

"I don't know, why is he so powerful?"

Lilina covered her mouth as she spoke, so that her evil smile would not be detected.

"Wow, if only she were my sister-in-law, she could control my brother."

"Hahahahahaha!!!!haha Lilina and Edith were finally amused by the words, and they couldn't help but burst into laughter any longer.

"Uh....." Noelle, who was counting the village chief uncle who was counting his son, comforted the village chief's wife, who was comforting the village chief, and looked at the two girls who were hilarious for some reason.

Lilina wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and she said with a smile: "If the senior is a girl, I also want the senior to be able to marry, but unfortunately the senior is indeed a man." ”

"What? What do you say? ”

"The seniors are wearing men's clothes, not girls in men's clothes, but really boys in men's clothes!"

The village chief's family was collectively stunned, and Kennan, who was flying in the air, also heard this sentence, and his worldview had a certain breakthrough in the air.

Finally, Kennan couldn't stand up anymore, and Harold let out two breaths, his breath calming down.

"I thought you were a woman! But even if you are a man, you are not physically strong, why are you so strong? This is the so-called gap, and courage and perseverance cannot make up for it. Kennan lay on the ground, gasping for air.

"Hey, fantasies about being a hero, you might as well tell me why you want to be a hero." Harold clasped his arms and leaned against the lamppost.

"When I was a child, I saw the heroic posture of the knights returning triumphantly from defeating monsters, so I had this ideal and persisted until now."

"Oh, so what's the connection with your conflict with your father? You seem to have a little bit of a holiday with your father, so you might as well talk about it. ”

"Three years ago, at the age of fourteen, I was qualified to attend the Dressosa Academy in Academy City and possibly become a Knight of Correction. It was my dad who tore up the agreement, so I hated him for the past three years. ”

"That's for your good!" From the room came the shouting of the village chief.

Kennan was silent, and after a while, he said to Harold again: "You are very strong, you tell me, is my idea right or my father right?" ”

Harold bit his lower lip, he would never have to face this kind of problem, so he actually had a trace of envy in his heart.

"I'm not familiar with that academy, though, even though it's in Academy City. It's just that I know that the Holy See's training of punishment knights is used to destroy large monsters, to balance secular countries and alien races, and to deal with secret religious associations. In other words, the mortality rate is quite high. You only see their heroic appearance in triumph, but you do not see the tragic situation of their death in battle. ”

"Really? Truly. The lying man replied with a bit of a gloom.

"Humanity is not at a point where life and death are decided. The family has a permanent property, both parents, a sister and a house, and wants to chase illusory things. Personally, I just can't understand this behavior. ”

"Hmm." Kennan snorted.

"But isn't living your own stable life the biggest heroic act of your family? Why think so much, thinking that it is better to be able to lead the yellow dog to hunt at the door of the house if you think that you will be famous and famous. ”

"yes, yes." Kenan got up and stumbled back into the house, his father hurrying to hold him.

"I'm sorry, Daddy." Kennan whispered.

"Nothing, nothing!" The village chief uncle helped his son to another room to rest, while the village chief's wife left the key to the house next door to Lilina, and took her little daughter to see her son.

Harold walked slowly into the room.

"Senior, what are we doing now?" Lilina asked.

"What else can you do? Go to sleep, I'll have to finish the rest of the task tomorrow. Harold replied. We are all mortals, don't we sleep and want to cultivate immortals? ”