Every elf here is innocent, cute, and pure. It really looks like a fairyland - but don't worry, almost all elves in this forest have their own stories. And...... Some of them are still very dark, and everyone is the protagonist of their own fairy tale, such as this elf Kevin. Before his death, he was a real rich second generation, and his family owned a castle! But unscrupulous relatives came to steal the treasures in the city after their parents were separated, and it was best to give Kevin a spoonful of stew by the way. So little Kevinjun turned on the perspective of God, and with his familiarity with the castle, he planted n more defensive traps. Finally, the relatives who wanted to kill for money were sentenced to five kinds of punishments, such as gold, wood, water, fire, and earth, and finally protected their castle. It's really gratifying, it's gratifying, it's gratifying, it's congratulating—but the five kinds of punishments are the golden punishment of killing with metal sharp weapons such as iron virgins and guillotines, the suffocation punishment of drowning alive by water in the water prison, the staking of being burned into a roast duck made into a furnace by fire, and the earth punishment of being crushed into a meat cake by a stone ceiling that falls from the sky......

Let's put it this way, Kevin-kun was young and ignorant at the time, young and ignorant. Thankfully, a smallpox outbreak soon after, killed him at a young age, and sent him here in the age of innocence. Otherwise, I don't know what kind of monster I'm going to turn into when I grow up. There are so many fairy tale protagonists like this, generally speaking, before being sent here, they will be brainwashed by the power of the universe, forget about hatred and pain, and live happily forever.

But...... The two holy swords are not the same.

This belongs to the type of hatred of two places a day, three rivers and four seas, and there is no brainwashing or solution at all. To be honest, this type will just give up, but the sky has the virtue of a good life (eh, foreigners are like this? Don't you believe that if you believe in me, you will die if you eat meat or don't believe me?), and the power of the universe still wants to save these two poor children in the end.

By the way, let's reuse the waste.

Cybertron's Iron Boots and Denisha's Leather Boots reached the end of the forest path, where they saw a lake and a small boat parked. More than a dozen elves held an oar every five or six, and some shouted slogans to guide the way. Cybertana and Denisha walked into a fairy tale world and arrived on a small island with only two trees growing in the middle of the lake.

In the middle of the island, under two intertwined trees, two ornate two-handed swords intertwined with each other stuck on a boulder.

"Cyber......" Dinisha said softly, "I'll draw the sword—"

"Wait, this is not the same as what was said. Cybertron said, "It doesn't matter if you pull them out, after all, the fox said that only those who can pull them out can get these two swords." These two swords are in Ellan, and they are all the people of Bourkeso—but why do you draw them first?

“...... Tsk, stingy man, rush to die. ”

"Tsk, what nonsense, aren't you the same if you're stingy?—how else would we be Bourkeso?"

In the end, it was Denisha who won.

"Dignity comes from strength!" Denisha held up her scissor hand with a triumphant look.

Cybertron, on the other hand, looked at his stone in disappointment—in the eyes of the Bourkesos, scissors could cut rock, cloth could wrap scissors, and stone could smash cloth. After all these years, I still can't remember it!

"Alright, I'll try it-" Denisha walked and Cybertron to the two swords, and Denisha reached over and gently pulled out-

"Whoosh!"

A two-handed sword was simply drawn.

"Eh, eh?" This time it was Denisha's turn to be stunned, and when she held this two-handed sword in her hand, she could tell that it was indeed a good sword, and it could even be said that it surpassed all the so-called divine weapons she had seen before......! This is too simple, isn't it? I imagined that it would take a lot of effort to pull it out!

“...... I didn't expect the mission of saving the people of Bourkeso to fall on your shoulders, Denessa. Cybertron covered his face and sighed, "Sure enough, I don't have the protagonist's life?" Although I am willing to bear all the hardships for you, but ...... This is your fate. ”

"Uh...... It really can't be ...... Right?" Denisha looked at the giant sword in her hand, it seemed to be a little bigger than before it was drawn, is it an illusion?" "I thought I would be more impassioned or something, the book says that the brave draw the sword what great deeds are needed, how earth-shattering, a hundred flowers, a hundred birds sing in unison, or something...... By the way, in that case, you should put it to waste: don't you have a knack for poetry, and how about you give me a poem for the occasion?"

"Hmm...... All right. The more Cybertron plagiarized, the more emotionless he became, feeling that this thing was copied for himself, just for fun, and always reminding himself of the times: "A long time ago, you came to my dream. Sue me, it's my fate. And you will accomplish justice against evil tyrants. Painfully roamed the land in order to challenge a generation of tyrants. My destiny is to sacrifice for you. Beloved immortal soul, this decree has been made. Calm but ambitious, I knew I was about to become a benevolent. The endless killing chills my heart, brothers, blood feuds, blood debts, and blood repayment, one by one, I promise you. I am willing to make an eternal oath and live and die for you! May you be with me, the soul of my country! I will surely win! Victory will be mine! I will be victorious, the soul of my country!"

Cybertron spoke of generosity, and involuntarily even sang it. To put it bluntly, this is where it was popular (2001) (now no one knows). But...... These are the little things. In order to make his wife happy, of course, he unceremoniously took it and sang the praises of his great wife—but the problem was that in the end he gently wiped another sword that was still stuck in the stone platform.

"Click!" the sword fell, and fell to the stone platform with a crisp clangle of steel—and the others were choked along.

"Uh...... Excuse me. Cybertron hurriedly picked up the sword that had fallen to the ground, and then re-****ed the stone platform: "Dear Denisha, I didn't mean to tear it down...... You pull it again if you want. ”

"Less nonsense!" Denisha suddenly felt like she had been tricked!

The sense of heroism that I have pursued since I was a child disappeared in an instant.,I've always been no in the tribe since I became an adult.。 1! The 182nd Juggernaut among the seventy-seven generations of the tribe, with the title of "the strongest in all generations" and the title of "Teresa the Smiling". The character is arrogant, tough, and noble, which makes the people around him both admire and fear.

Now this sense of disparity is like being deprived of all the glory! A pretty face flushed slightly, and Denisha said in a low voice: "We have been tricked!"

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