Living, for Corbeck, has always been full of hardships and hardships.

Happiness and well-being are like an ideal country far from the world, invisible and intangible—Ramsden is a veritable frontier town where the boy lives, where the fire is far weaker than that of Hemtika, where the dawn of light and heat falters in the cold darkness, and where demons haunt almost two-thirds of the day.

And that's not the worst thing.

The monsters that swim in the mist are flesh and blood after all, and they are finally beings that can be killed.

What humanity cannot overcome is the vicissitudes of the world itself.

The weakness of the fire brought about a change in the climate, a lack of light, a lack of heat, and under such harsh conditions, it was a miracle that the grain production could supply the normal life of more than a thousand people, and most of the people, most of the people of Ramsden, could only feed on the flesh and blood of demons.

However, the flesh and blood of the demons are mixed with the power of the deepest night, and regular consumption will greatly deepen the progress of demonization, even if the forerunners of Ramsden spent decades discovering and cultivating an edible variety known as the "Fog Demon", and with the help of alchemists, all they could do was to endure day after day in this long night with no hope, pinning everything on a fateful and ...... Above the gods.

Corbck is not a believer.

He didn't have even the slightest faith in the supreme light of the Order, and there was only one reason why he joined the Sword Bearer's Academy.

- He is short of money.

Very, very, very short of money.

Ten years ago, his father lost his life to a demonic attack, and the heavy burden of providing for the family fell on his mother's shoulders - so, under his mother's increasingly emaciated and reluctant smile, the boy grew up overnight.

Hiding from his mother and sister, he participated in the selection of the training center.

Naturally, the miracle did not happen.

- During the final fitness test, a malnourished Kobeck fainted on the track.

The next day, the examiner of the selection process, the sword-wielding man who had lost his legs in the early years of fighting, met the mother of the child in an empty house, and from the young mother's countenance, which was full of the marks of time, he knew what had kept the short, thin, malnourished child until the last kilometer.

That's love.

Feeling at this sublime emotion, the sword-wielder retracted what he had originally intended to say, and only recounted the boy's performance in the selection from the most objective point of view possible, and finally stared at the still clear eyes of the woman in front of him, who was already showing premature aging.

"Madame, look. He said, gesturing to his empty lower body, a calm and elegant charming smile appeared on his face, "I can't make a profit of my activities now, and I urgently need to hire an apprentice to help him, what do you think of that kid?"

In this way, Cobber became a freshman in the Discipline Institute the following year.

- Started a new life?

No, he was just able to support himself, just ...... No longer a burden to mothers.

In the nine years of the correctional institution, the situation of the family has not improved, although without such a mouth, the family economy in the first few years is indeed a little more prosperous, but the three or four-year-old sister is in need of someone to take care of him, the work in the tavern is also difficult to get rid of, in his third year in the correctional institution, the news of his mother's serious illness like a bolt from the blue made his brain blank.

With no spare time for odd jobs, he can only numb himself with increasing training volumes – showing his worth is perhaps the only thing he can do.

Not only for the mother, but also for the mentor, not only to respond to expectations, but also to meet expectations.

In this way, in the eyes of everyone, the boy with mediocre talent and the last seat to enter the school finally became the third seat in the forty-seventh period, and was also one of the three people who boarded the floating ship on Ramsden.

His target is the sword-wielder.

As long as he can withstand the baptism and become a sword-bearer bathed in the grace of the Lord, the young man's identity and status will be completely different, and he will become the same asylum of Ramsden as his mentor - he can protect his mother, he can protect his sister, and he can protect Ramsden's refuge!

Therefore, he cannot die, and he must not fall here.

The so-called pride, the so-called arrogance, the so-called casualness, all the bad factors that would affect his fight and his survival have long been eliminated in the thin ice day after day.

He is not qualified to be careless.

"Who wants to die here," the dark-skinned girl took over his previous words, what if she didn't want to die, couldn't die, didn't intend to die, this world has never been so good as to change the inherent reality because of people's subjective will, "You don't want to, I don't want to, he doesn't want to—not even demons, but so what? Death never stops because of anyone, any factor. ”

"You've killed someone?" Amy asked, not like the academy could have come to an enlightenment.

"No," Aina shook her head, her eyes looking into the distance, and her tone was deep, "it's just...... Killed. ”

Killed?

If it weren't for the fact that the topic was so delicate, I really wanted to ask about it—while the Glory Man was thinking this, Hansen asked rather inophinistically, "Ever killed?"

"It's not a big deal," the girl sneered between her teeth, "it's just a little bit of the big man's dirty, hum, the so-called glory...... Sure enough, the crown of glory is the best place to hide filth and filth. ”

"The glorious ones are all sanctimonious things. The blonde man didn't seem to understand the atmosphere at all, and continued the conversation to himself, "But how did you provoke them?"

"Provoke me, they provoke me. Aina shook her head, her face as calm as water, "You should know, many Glory Ones have a penchant for playing with little girls. ”

......

Amy is seriously considering whether or not to forcibly end this embarrassing topic.

"When I was 10 years old, there was a guy who had a crush on me. Although the striking muscles on her body were not convincing, judging by the shape of her face alone, the girl was a true beauty, "and then he ruined everything for me - my father was a big merchant in Saxton, and he was quite able to speak in the upper class, and he couldn't do it directly, so he hired a killer to pretend to be a mob and burst into my family's mansion...... Then, everybody died, and when the sword-bearer arrived, my father, my mother, and my dearest Serra, died, dead in front of me. ”

Even if he is as dull as Hansen, he can't help but be silent at this time.

This is indeed a heavy past that ordinary people can hardly accept in a short period of time.

"From that moment on, I was determined to be the strongest who didn't lose to anyone. Aina's tone was calm, but there was a heart-wrenching bearing, "So, I joined the Discipline Academy, graduated as the first place, and came here. ”

She turned her head to look at the short boy beside her.

"Kaubak, you're not the only one who doesn't want to die, each of us has a reason why we can't die, but that doesn't help you escape death. ”

"I'm just going to do my best. "People are different, and Kobck doesn't intend to defend it.

"But I don't seem to have ......"

Mixed in the conversation between the two was Hansen, the blonde man scratched his head: "I don't seem to have a reason not to die, I'm an orphan, and I don't have anyone who cares or cares about anything special, and I don't have a tragic past like Aina, just living in this world very ordinary." ”

"It's ordinary, not necessarily," the girl asked in turn, "what is your relationship with Kozmo?"

"Ordinary friends," Hansen was stunned, as if he didn't understand why she was asking this question, and said after a long while, "we are graduates of the same class, I am second, he is first, and I can barely say that there is a certain competitive relationship." ”

After speaking, he couldn't help sighing: "However, I really didn't expect him to do such a thing." ”

Plundering others –

No matter what kind of excuse or excuse it is, it is an evil deed.

"There are quite a few suspicions," Aina clearly had a different focus than his, "I remember when we met him, he came from this direction in the city center - it stands to reason that he shouldn't be pessimistic enough to commit such an outrageous act even if he happened to miss the altar of the deal." ”

"It's really problematic. Kobber agrees on this point.

But their doubts are destined to be unanswered, because ...... The culprit of all this is probably the King of the Yellow Coat, who hides on the shores of Lake Harry, and it is not easy for him to bewitch a small mortal, the only doubt is that he lacks a reason to do so.

But...... For the evil gods from the old days, there may be no reason for human beings to act.

Thinking of this, Amy duly terminated the topic as it began.

"Alright," he said, looking up at the quartz watch in his hand, "it's getting late, get some rest, and we'll continue to explore this damn city tomorrow morning—time is money, time is life, and I don't want to wake up the next morning and yawn you." ”

He ended with this, a half-joking joke that temporarily dispelled the gloom in everyone's minds.

Even if it's only temporary.