Man is a strange creature, claiming to be a primate, a self-proclaimed top of biological evolution, but inferior to elves in sensitivity, giants in strength, and goblins in creativity......

is such a mediocre and sparse race, but relying on the reproductive ability far beyond other races, it has become the master of the continent, so that other races can only be named subhuman.

Human beings are also the most complex and fickle race, except for human beings, there will not be any race that claims to be good to kill other living beings at will, and no race will hold high the banner of justice to kill each other.

What qualifications does such a race have to claim to be the master of all things?

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Emia regretted it, really regretted it, really regretted it.

While it's true that a sandstorm can't hurt him, that doesn't mean he likes to walk in a sandstorm.

The yellow sand mixed with the strong wind constantly rubbed against the exposed skin, making Amiya's whole body itch and ache. The yellow sand, which can be buried in the calf as soon as you settle down, also makes walking extremely difficult.

Emia did have the heart to leave the village for a long time, but she chose to leave at that time, in the final analysis, because of her boring self-esteem.

Since you don't want to see me, I'll go.

However, the sandstorm that has grown bigger and bigger instead of getting smaller has given him the idea of returning to the village, and of course, ideas are just thoughts after all.

I don't know when this sandstorm will stop, and it's not a problem to continue like this. Although Amia is also considered to have the identity of a magician, he can only do one kind of magic, projection magic, and cannot build a space underground to hide from sandstorms like Shirley.

What is it?

Emia held out her hand. Keep your eyes out of the wind and sand, and try to look into the distance.

Something fell on the sand not far away, and the red object mixed with the yellow sand looked particularly conspicuous.

After stopping and thinking about it, Amiya walked over anyway.

"Demons?"

Take a closer look. Emia found that this red figure turned out to be a smaller girl lying on the sand, and this girl was still a demon.

There was not much yellow sand covering the girl's body, and it could be seen from this that the girl should not have been down for long. Moreover, Emia could feel that there was still life in the girl, and she was still alive.

Kill it or leave it alone? There are only these two options, and the other party is a demon after all.

A flash of inspiration flashed through Emia's mind, and he pinched the coin that Behemoth had given him on his chest through his clothes, and a thought rose in his mind.

Although Behemoth had said that this coin could disturb the perception of the demons and make the demons mistakenly think that he was also a demon, after all, he had not actually tried it, but this was a good opportunity.

Emia bent down. turned the girl lying on the ground over, and the girl's delicate and lovely face was revealed in front of his eyes. It's obviously the first time we've met. The feeling of familiarity permeated the bottom of Amiya's heart, and his originally vigilant gaze couldn't help but soften.

"Hey, wake up, wake up. ”

Emia held the back of the girl's head with one hand, and gently patted the girl's cheek with the other, trying to wake her up.

The girl's dry lips moved slightly. A subtle voice came from the throat, "Water, water~"

Although the girl's voice is small, and the sound of the wind and sand around her is loud, she has hearing beyond ordinary people. Emia still heard the girl's words clearly.

However, it is one thing to hear clearly, but it is another to do it.

After what happened before, Emia wisely stored a lot of water and food that didn't take up much space in the space bag. However, such a large amount of wind and sand could not feed her at all, as long as she opened the kettle or opened her mouth, a large pile of yellow sand would be poured in.

Amiya looked around and saw the sand dunes not far away, and an idea popped up in her heart.

He reached out and picked up the girl in the princess's arms, and ran quickly to the side of the dune. Holding the girl in his arms with one hand, he spread out his right hand, and the water cold sword quickly appeared in the palm of his hand.

He inserted the water cold sword into the yellow sand, and a large amount of magic power was poured into it, and a trace of cold energy emanated from the long sword, building a wall of ice in front of himia. Together, the ice walls and sand dunes form a space that is isolated from the outside world, making it impossible for wind and sand to invade.

Emia reached out and gently patted the yellow sand on the girl's head and face, projected a wet cloth to wipe the girl's dusty face, and took out the kettle from the space bag and fed the water into the girl's mouth. From beginning to end, the girl did not wake up.

After receiving the hydration, the painful look on the girl's face finally eased.

Maybe the weather was too cold, and there was a water cold sword beside her, the girl's body couldn't help shrinking into Amiya's arms, choosing a comfortable and warm place, and continuing to sleep peacefully.

Looking at the sweet smile on the girl's face, a smile appeared on Emiya's face, and she reached out and gently placed it on her head.

Sleep, and hopefully the sandstorm will stop tomorrow morning.

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Amiya's wish may have been heard by the unreliable god, and the sandstorm, which lasted for several days, finally stopped at dawn.

Although the brightness of the underground world does not change, a good biological clock still makes Ezia wake up at six o'clock in the morning.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a pair of large, watery eyes looking at him. At some point, the girl sleeping in his arms had woken up.

"Wake up!"

Amiya smiled slightly, stretched out her hand, and gently rubbed the girl's head.

"Hmm!"

Like a puppy, the girl squinted her eyes and rubbed her hand with a soft smile.

The girl suddenly threw herself into Amiya's arms, stretched out her hands around his waist, and buried her head deep in his arms.

Seeing the girl's movements like this, Amiya smiled helplessly on her face, put her hand back on her back and patted it gently.

The first time they met, the girl showed such a trusting attitude, which made Himia wonder if the coin given to him by Behemoth would not have the effect of increasing favorability in addition to confusing the perception of the demons.

"By the way, I don't know what your name is? ”

"You meow~"

The sound of the urn came from the arms of Amiya, and he could hear even the sound of mosquitoes flapping their wings, but he couldn't hear the two words spoken by the girl.

Amia stretched out her hands, pulled the girl's head out of his arms, stared into the girl's eyes, and said, "Speak well." ”

"Nimiao. ”

After saying that, the girl was ready to throw herself into Emia's arms again.

"Okay, don't make a fuss, we're on our way. ”

Emia reached out and grabbed Nimyo, so that she could not throw herself into her arms, regardless of her puffing out her cheeks in protest, and set her aside.

Amiya stood up and put a little on the water cold sword, and the water cold sword shattered in an instant, along with the broken ice wall in front of him.

Looking at the yellow sand that had calmed down all around, Emia nodded slightly.

"Nice weather. (To be continued......)