That was quite a long time ago.

After the Twelfth War of Humans and Demons, the fire that remained unextinguished even after several years of assimilation.

It was the darkest time in living memory, for the Terrans, who had just suffered great pain, had not yet recovered from the depths of their hearts. More important than human dignity is one's own life.

Six years after the end of the war, a large number of refugees who had lost their parents and loved ones were still pouring into the kingdom's major cities.

Beggars are everywhere, and the people are so suspicious that the moral system that has been built up for a long time has collapsed, and those who can support themselves to survive are left to rely on their own hands.

That's what most people think. As a result, their hearts can no longer turn back and move forward on the wrong path. Because even in such a chaotic environment, the true nature of a person who can still maintain the pure kindness in his heart has been revealed.

Beside this decadent street, there are several people who look like children fighting. It's a ubiquitous homeless orphan fight, and it's not an exaggeration to call it a fight for hard-won food, even though it's so tragic that it's much more than a child fight.

But the hurried pedestrian's eyes were blank, and he didn't even bother to glance this way, and left directly.

However, if you look closely, this is not only an ordinary situation, but also an absolutely unusual situation.

The reason is that on one side there are five children who are about ten years old and relatively tall in body, and on the other side are four or five years old and slightly weaker children. However, the five men who were stronger in the situation were helpless against the only opponent, and at first they rushed forward without fear to fight bravely, but after that, despite being outnumbered, they still crouched down with the items in their arms, and did not move even with punches and kicks.

Originally, they were raiders, and they were trying to rob the child of the food that the child in front of them had obtained through his labor. However, at this time, force will not play any role at all, and if it continues like this, it will only consume one's own strength in vain.

At this time, their immature minds had not yet understood what kind of strength allowed the little boy in front of them to withstand such a huge injury and not relax, if it was only for his own hunger and hunger that was disproportionate to the damage he was suffering now. Not just for yourself, but for something else. That kind of realm is too high, and they can't figure it out at all.

Because there are people who have to protect themselves.

Covered in blood, the boy struggled to prop himself up from the ground. Dots of blood were sprinkled on the blue brick slabs, but the corners of his slightly cracked mouth revealed a slight smile.

Those black eyes, which are like black crystals, are as clean and flawless as the night sky after heavy rain, even in the big dye vat of such a society. It is also such a pair of black eyes, so that adults who have seen it will involuntarily make judgments such as "this child may be older than it seems", because it is too pure and profound, it is hard to imagine that this will be the eyes of a mere child.

This is the proof that he has been through too many stories.

The boy propped himself up and examined the pieces of bread in his arms that were more important than himself. Such a small few pieces of bread were the result of a day's labor, and the sweat of his labor that was really able to stand up his chest and explain.

It is also the hope that those who are waiting for their day.

This is Evel Dundondon in his childhood.

Walking through the dirty, slightly narrow alleyway, he came to a much more dilapidated door, first took a deep breath to calm his mood, hastily adjusted his makeup so that the injury did not look obvious, and then tapped lightly according to the agreed rhythm. Unlike the royal capital environment where the vendors did not clean up their stalls later, the royal capital was reborn in crisis at this time, and Evel had to take this approach to protect them.

If the rhythm is wrong, the people inside will immediately go into hiding, pretending that no one is here all the time.

But at this moment, the door opened, and he was greeted by a bright smile in his imagination. Four children who are younger than themselves, two boys and two girls, I don't remember where they met, although they are not related by blood, but they are indeed their "big brothers".

This is what he risked his life and vowed to protect the whole thing, his loveliest brothers and sisters.

In addition, in such a miserable environment, Ewell did not know what to maintain his motivation to live.

Ewell walked through the door with the bread in his arms, and his younger sisters threw themselves at the food with a cheer, the only meal they had to sustain while Evel only came back once a day.

"Big brother, the wound on your face!" exclaimed the slightly older boy, who was too perceptive. This shout made everyone's attention suddenly turn away from the food, and the more important thing than the food was the physical condition of the eldest brother Ewell.

The four children were like chicks clustered around the hens, staring at Avier's body with a little bit of wanting to touch but not daring, quite a little trembling.

"It's okay, go and eat. With an inconspicuous gesture, Ewell tightened his shirt slightly, hiding his injuries.

He wasn't lying, because he often went out to do all kinds of manual work, and with his small body, he already had quite good physical fitness, and the wound of this magnitude would heal after tomorrow.

Although it will be very painful before the end of the day.

The talent of a strong man will be reflected from a very young age, even if he did not have this concept at that time, but this potential really came to him.

Hearing this, the younger siblings looked completely unable to accept such an explanation, but they still obediently left under the urging tone of Ewell.

"Now, big brother, you can try it too. It was the older boy who seemed to give Ewell half of the bread that belonged to him, which, though the cheapest bread, seemed to them the most delicious.

"No need, you can eat, I've already eaten. "Even though it's the roughest meal that the workplace has to offer, it's just that.

But the boy stubbornly shoved half of it into the corner of Ewell's mouth.

"Big brother, don't do everything by yourself!" The boy's tone was immature, but there was already a fierce determination in it, "I am also a man, and I am also an existence that can be relied on by everyone!"

At that moment, Ewell's dark eyes were as gentle as a wave of warm water.

"Brother, eat me too. ”

"Big brother, try mine too!"

"It's so cunning, I'm going to feed my brother. ”

Gentleness gathered, and the smiling children surrounded by elves gathered at this moment into the softest spring, enveloping Evel in it.

Even if it is such a cruel world, he thought, if there is always such a warm home waiting for him to return, it doesn't matter how cruel the world is. (To be continued.) )