"Do you think your mother will be happy when she knows what you are now? She made this sacrifice just so that you could live a healthy life, and you want her efforts to be in vain? ”

However, little Lori still didn't react at all, maybe she couldn't listen to what she said at this time.

"Those demonic beasts that invaded our homeland were just expelled and still alive and well, so you don't want to take revenge?"

Although those demonic beasts had indeed been killed, out of kindness, Lin Bai told the first lie in his life.

It may sound cliché, but for a person who is determined to die, hatred may really be the biggest motivation to support a person's life.

Her eyes regained some brightness, and then immediately dimmed, for her as an ordinary person, revenge is a distant word, and the invincible image of C-level demonic beasts in her heart has long been ingrained.

Sword bearers and spirit callers,It's not that hard work can be achieved.,It's more about a person's talent.,And talent is largely related to their parents.,The strong often his descendants will also be strong.,In the same way,It's almost impossible for the descendants of ordinary people to become sword bearers or spirit callers.,Of course, since it's almost.,Then there are exceptions.,Little Lori doesn't think she'll be that exception.。

"Even if we can't become a sword bearer or a spirit summoner, we can still become a brave, C-level magical beast, not so far away."

Brave, a lowly and noble profession, in this world brave is just a neutral word, and there is an essential difference from the brave who saves the world, more meaning is an ordinary person with courage.

It is said that it is lowly because everyone can become a brave man, no talent is required, as long as they are willing to put in enough effort, most brave people have an extremely strange temper and are difficult to get along with because of years of life and death, or simply rely on this power to bully ordinary people.

It is said that it is noble because the brave do not succumb to fate, sweat day after day, break through the limits of the human body, they cannot summon divine weapons, no sword skills, no supreme blessing of existence, and no spirit beasts that fight side by side, they only have a heart that does not yield to fate and the broken copper and iron made by the blacksmith in their hands, of course, this broken copper and iron is specifically compared with the weapon of the sword-wielder.

It's such a group of people, some are driven by interests, some are driven by hatred, and more to protect the people they care about the most in their hearts, and they are never willing to be caught in the face of murderous monsters.

Finally, little Lori was persuaded by Lin Bai.

"I'll come back to see you tomorrow."

That night, a thin figure was busy in the light, his clumsy little hands no longer knew how many wounds had been cut by the knife, and he did not notice it at all, and continued to finish his crooked wooden sword.

Compared to the wooden sword he once picked up next to the garbage heap, to be honest, the difference between the two is too much, it is not so much a wooden sword as a wooden stick with a handle, but it is not easy for a child......

"Take it."

The next day, Lin Bai smiled and gave his favorite wooden sword to Xiao Lori, and he held the ugly guy who was hard to look at overnight, and it was rough and a little prickly.

"I'll teach you swordsmanship from today."

Although Lin Bai wasn't sure if his three-legged cat's indiscriminate swinging could be regarded as swordsmanship, they couldn't afford to hire a teacher.

"That's all for today."

He didn't know what it meant to be pitiful, and he didn't stop until little Lori was beaten by him and could barely stand.

The days passed like this, Lin Bai didn't know what it meant to keep his hand, and he was torn down by little Lori every day, for a long time, no matter whether she was begging bitterly, whether she knelt down and begged, Lin Bai never stopped or kept her hand, she can be said to have been living in fear of being dominated by Lin Bai.

What she feared the most was Lin Bai's arrival every day, but as soon as she thought of the word hatred, she gritted her teeth and insisted, all she could do was to try to make herself suffer less than the day before.

"I'm beaten to the ground every day, I'll call you Xiao Hei in the future."

"I can't even hold the weapon in my hand, so what's the point of revenge."

"Please? Haha, Warcraft will not show mercy, your face is ridiculous. ”

"If you can't even hold on to this, don't take revenge, I beg you to die, okay?"

Little Lori doesn't understand why the gentle big brother in the past has gradually changed his face, and he looks for confidence in her every day with an almost perverted face.

Gradually, her hatred was not limited to the Flame Pig, but also to Lin Bai.

She swore that one day she would pay back the pain she had endured a hundredfold, so that Lin Bai would understand how hateful it was to inflict her own happiness on the pain of others.

She worked harder for this goal, and gradually she has gone from being powerless to being able to maneuver for dozens of rounds.

Just when she saw the hope of victory, she heard the rumor that Lin Bai died at the mouth of the demonic beast, and heard that it was an S-level demonic beast.

S-class, just two words, but people can't raise any thoughts of resistance.

Fortunately, this farce did not last long, and the support this time was unusually fast.

Hearing that it was a supreme legend who had come to save them, he felt that he had run out of gas, and wandered between nine areas in search of the next successor, and it just so happened that he passed by here and resolved the crisis as soon as possible.

Just as the legend was about to leave, a timid little Lori secretly followed him.

"What's the matter, little one?"

"Grandpa, didn't you see a bad-looking guy when you destroyed that demonic beast?"

"Nope."

"Is he alive then?"

“……”

The old man remained silent, he didn't know whether to tell the truth or not, to live? Theoretically, it doesn't exist, but I'm afraid of hurting the little girl.

"Is he dead...... Why are Warcraft so hateful...... Why don't I have the power to stop it in the face of danger, why am I doomed to be bullied and refuse to give me even a chance to take revenge? ”

An inexplicable aura erupted in her, resentment, a thirst for power, and a trace of unwillingness.

Even the well-informed legendary old man was shocked, not for the little girl's words, but for the palpitating presence that erupted when she showed her desire for power just now, although there was only a trace of it, it was so pure that he was ashamed of himself.

"Come with me, you will be the new legend, and when the time comes, you can stand in front of people and block all the wind and rain."

"I don't have a reason to stay alive......"