Old William pressed his hand on his heart, which was beating violently as if it was about to burst out of his body.

"Why would my child suffer such a fate."

His heart was aching violently, and old William's face was distorted by the cramping of his heart, and he thought to himself, turning to wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes with his hands.

"William, do you know that you are chasing your dreams, what are you going to face yourself?"

Old William's voice was so weak, and the elf gave him the blessing that he would always pursue his dreams, but he never said that Little William's dreams would inevitably come true.

"What is it?" William asked, puzzled.

"It's despair and unwillingness!" Old William pressed his hand to his chest.

"What you are pursuing is a mirage, a flower in the mirror, how can I, as a father, watch you lose your life for your unrealistic dreams."

Old William didn't want his children to pursue their dreams at all, it wasn't a blessing, it was more like a vicious curse from elves.

"William, do you understand my despair and unwillingness? Obviously a blacksmith, when I stayed in my master's workshop, worked hard again and again as an apprentice, and then faced the master's test for me, for my expectations, I failed again and again, even if everyone encouraged me, but what I got was despair again and again. ”

"Then I kept trying, I kept despairing, I looked forward to the light again and again, but in the end I was faced with darkness. If you don't have talent, you don't have talent. He will be mediocre and ordinary, so he is unwilling, obviously his efforts are no less than the apprentices in the workshop, but in the end he still failed, and he returned to his village in disgrace. ”

"William, you have to understand that no matter what kind of dreams you pursue, fantasizing about how great you will be in the future, but back to reality, you must be sober after all, and you must understand that the vast majority of people in this world are ordinary people, and they will eventually return to ordinary."

Old William spoke earnestly about his past as an apprentice in the blacksmith's workshop, and to this day he regrets that he did not work in his master's blacksmith's workshop.

Just looking at his child William, thinking of his wife, and looking at the relatively rich life in the village, the mood is somewhat comforting.

Although he could not master the skills of real weapons and cannons, so that he was respected by the nobles, he felt more free when he returned to the village to run his own blacksmith workshop.

Staying in the master's blacksmith's shop, he will study his skills exhaustively, master superb skills, and even master the ability to summon flame spirits, which is considered taboo, even if he has the protection of nobles, if he is approached by the people of the church, it will be trouble.

Old William kept comforting himself, and even comforted his son with such thoughts, but what he saw was William's somewhat determined gaze.

These words are undoubtedly the honest words of a person who has been beaten by society, and if it is the original world, it even tells the truth.

Not everyone can become a national figure, whether it is the richest man, mayor, or general expected when he was a child, he is so eager but unattainable.

People always have to return to the ordinary, admit that they are the screws of the whole society, and live well, which is the case for the vast majority of people in this world.

"It's just father, are you really willing? Desperate or unwilling, father, are you really willing? ”

William said calmly, his eyes were as clear as water, this was not his eyes, but the eyes of old William's son.

It is a world where miracles will come true and prayers will be heard by the gods.

Old William clearly knew this, why did he say that he had to get used to being bland, but why was he so unwilling in his heart.

Old William was silent, how could he be willing, but he didn't have a choice.

Whether he is willing or unwilling, his emotions and his choices are meaningless.

"Little William, your incident has happened!"

Suddenly, with a bang, the door of William's house was kicked open by a knight in armor, and a group of villagers with swords, spears, and fishing nets rushed in, led by a priest in a robe.

"In the name of God, destroy evil! Satan, so you're here! ”

The priest held a cross aloft and two deacons from a nearby monastery helped carry the cross and shouted in the blacksmith's shop, and the apprentices of William's blacksmith's shop looked at each other, and the priest seemed to be the abbess of the Andache Monastery.

The bronze cross emitted white holy light, like a big light bulb in the room, full of deterrent power against "evil", William looked at the priest who rushed in dumbfounded, and pointed to himself, "I am Satan!" ”

The priest looked to be forty or fifty years old with white hair, but the resolute look in his eyes made him look much younger, and he nodded in affirmation of William's words.

"That's right, you're Satan."

Damn, I'm Satan, how I don't know.

William, no matter how little common sense is, knows that Satan is God's sworn enemy, the great villain in hell, a symbol of strength and evil.

Am I so awesome?

"William Reslin von Jacob, you must have sold your soul to Satan, and that's why you ran back from hell."

The priest held the cross and said with a firm voice, and when he saw William, it was as if he had become a demon with two horns on his head, black wings on his back, and a pointed nose and ears.

"I didn't sell my soul to the devil!" William denied that the church in the Middle Ages was very powerful, and the Crusades and the Church Inquisition's trial of witches and heretics at the stake were even more terrifying, and it was clear that he had no interest in experiencing it himself.

"Well, it turns out that you didn't betray the devil, I understand, the real William is dead, it's you, Satan, you actually encroached on little William's body, and your evil soul actually invaded the body of the Lord's pure believers. Damn it, Deacon Alode, take out the holy water, pour it on me, and destroy this Satan. ”

The priest suddenly realized, hugged his cross tightly, and the deacon on the side took out the holy water and poured it directly on William's body, once William was hit, the priest would crush the cross to death this "demon".

After the stonework, a cremation is held, prayers are recited in front of the villagers, and a sermon is held, and the whole process of exorcism is over.

William was stunned to see a basin of water splashed on his body, wetting his clothes and turning the whole person into a soup chicken, he wiped the holy water on his face with his hands, and said with a confused expression, "How does it smell sweet!" ”

"Dean Bernard, this Satan doesn't seem to have an ordinarily high mana, and the holy water doesn't even work for him."

Deacon Alode said in surprise, he had never met such a demon who was not afraid of holy water, obviously the abbot had already removed the cross of the church and brought it as a weapon, why did this demon have nothing to do under the holy light of the cross.

Could it be that the other party is a human, not a demon.

No, how could such a big thing be wrong.

William must be a demon, and a great demon, the embodiment of Satan, and an existence that can stand up to the evil witch.

"Heresy! Satan incarnate! Accept the divine judgment and punishment! ”

The priest lifted the cross and was about to smash it, and the heavy cross was waved vigorously, under this kind of power, not to mention that William was a demon, even if it was a human being, it would be overtaken by the cross.

"God, Jesus, Mary, Joseph, all the saints, cast out this evil!"

William looked at the huge cross that was being recited and waved by the priest, and he was more like a strong man at this time.

It turns out that this can't play spell excess, so you have to come to physical excess.

"Holy Sword, you are also a holy relic, say hello to your Holy Cross brothers!"

William helplessly blocked the holy sword in front of the cross, looking at the priest who was glaring at him, his eyes were full of helplessness, now he could neither escape, was absconded as a demon, nor could he allow himself to be purified by the other party's cross.

"I'm not Satan!"

"No, you are!"

"I'm not."

"Why aren't you, Satan?"

"Where am I like Satan?"

"You don't look like you anymore."

William and the priest looked at each other and communicated with each other, the cross and the holy sword confronting each other, pushing and pressing, and the two sides were at a stalemate.

Suddenly, the light of the cross was dimming, and the holy sword wrapped in strips of cloth was glowing hot.

"My God, why is the light of the cross dimmed, you evil Satan, I will lose to the embodiment of evil, no, Satan, I will fight for justice until the last moment!"

The priest watched the light of his cross disappear little by little, and was about to cry, Satan was so powerful that it seemed that he had to die for God.

William felt as if the Holy Sword was beginning to recover, and his eyes lit up as he stared at the cross with wide eyes.

This is a cross, this is simply a power bank, and the holy sword can actually be charged with the energy of the cross.

It's so cool to steal electricity!