"Nothing! Youxu has entered the village!!"

I don't know who it is, screaming in horror. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Yoya Hirasaka raised her head and poured the mellow wine from the flask in her mouth, the thick taste of the wine and the stimulation of the pouring into her mouth made her dizzy, but she was very satisfied with the effect, especially when she felt that her body had become sluggish under the influence of the drink, which made a smile appear on the corner of her mouth.

Although it has nothing to do with the drink, Yoya Hirasaka only noticed the exclamations around him until now.

"Hide! Don't get the door opened!!"

Faced with monsters that were more terrifying than the beasts in front of them, these non-armed villagers did not flee, but chose to hide in unstable wooden houses, of course, this is not to say that these people have bad brains, there is a reason why they have such a reaction.

“...... What?"

Yaya, who was half a beat slower to react because of the alcohol, finally set her eyes on the monster that was obviously different from her surroundings.

Purple skin as rough as sandpaper, a muscular physique large enough to lift a house with ease, most notably the horned white mask on his head and the large piercing hole in his chest.

Yaya knew this, and it was quite clear.

"Ah...... It's a void....... ”

Saying this, Yami obviously didn't care about what the people who fled in a panic said before, but it didn't matter, the important thing was that in the face of such a monster, Yemi was already swaying as if she was about to fall asleep, and if she got closer, she would find that her eyelids had already begun to fight in parts.

No matter how you look at it, this is not what it is like to be able to face monsters.

Because the food in front of him had already scattered and fled, the huge void targeted the obviously defenseless Yami, and he could feel that the smell of Yemi's body was much better than those thin and unnutritious villagers.

There was no need to measure, this void knew what to do, so he didn't pay attention to the little bugs who were hiding, but launched an attack on Yemi, who was obviously out of shape.

The huge power brings not only destructive power to the void, but also the ability to rush in a straight line like a cannonball, and the distance of tens or hundreds of meters becomes irrelevant, it is only a matter of ten seconds.

At the same time as the void started to sprint, Yaya finally made a move, she handed the wine bottle in her hand to her empty left hand, and the free right hand touched behind her without hurry, and then slowly pulled out a sword.

This knife is undoubtedly a sharp weapon, but compared to the strength and huge size of the void, a knife is too small to be reassuring, but Yaya did not panic at all, she swung the blade towards the void with a loose movement, and then ...... The void is still charging.

That's right, not to mention the distance between the two, just the soft appearance of Yami's swing of the knife, it doesn't seem like it can cause damage to the void. Most people would think so, for they thought that Yaya's actions were more like a beautiful show than a bloody battle.

However, this is not the case.

The void was still charging, but the speed was slowing down with the visible change, but in the blink of an eye, it stopped, like a toy car that had run out of power, and the moment it lost its inertia, the huge beast fell to the ground, never to get up again.

The scene is full of incongruity. If there were manpower to defeat this void after the battle, there would not be such a feeling, but the current situation is how uncoordinated.

The people of this village did not seem to feel this way, and when they saw the void fall to the ground, the people who had previously taken refuge in the house came out of their houses and cheered loudly, because the voices were uneven and too noisy, and all they could understand was the word 'ghost'.

Yami opened his eyes slightly and looked at the void lying on the ground, then lost interest, turned around with a yawn, and said a word to the sake house he had just left.

"Give me two more jugs of wine. ”

After the shopkeeper respectfully offered two jugs of good wine, Yami didn't bother to stay, and strolled out of the village under the awe-inspiring and enthusiastic gaze of the villagers, his steps still swaying.

Yami doesn't live in the village, and her relationship with the village is closer to employment, at least that's what she thinks. Specifically, she deals with dangers that ordinary people are not able to deal with, while the villagers provide her with the items she needs to live, such as the wine she drank before and the wine she added later.

It's not that Yemi doesn't want money like silver, but the village is poor, and the daily necessities are okay, so there is really no way to get money or anything. Fortunately, Yaya doesn't need money either, so there's nothing to complain about it.

As he staggered forward, occasionally pouring a sip of wine into his mouth, Yaya walked leisurely through the farmland, past the grassland, and finally to a forest that was not very dense.

Without the slightest hesitation, Yaya walked into the forest along a path that could only be regarded as a beast path, the forest was a dangerous gathering place for others, but for Yaya, this forest was home.

It's not that Yami is the king of the jungle who was raised by orangutans, and likes to hang on the vines and howl twice when she has nothing to do, but she is really built in this forest.

A short walk through the forest reveals an open area, the most striking of which is the small lake in the middle, and then a simple hut made of bamboo, wood, straw and even fur.

The shape of the hut is very simple, just a square box that is shelved off the ground, and it does not reflect any elegant charm at all. In front of the hut facing the lake, an emerald green bamboo was driven with untrimmed branches, and because the workmanship was so casual or crude, anyone who saw it would wonder if it was really a pair of fishing rods as they thought.

Although both the hut and the fishing rod that was ignored revealed a rough-no, casual atmosphere, but Yami was very satisfied with it, after all, he made it himself, and the sense of accomplishment contained in it was not a little bit.

Yemi carried the two unopened wine jugs into the hut and put them away, and then lifted out a rattan chair that was not very beautifully made but very durable, and he didn't need to think much to know that this rattan chair was definitely the best in the whole hut, of course, this also showed that this rattan chair would never be from Yami's hand.

Placing the rattan chair next to the fishing rod, Yami couldn't wait to lie down, and with her movements, the rattan chair began to shake rhythmically, which means that this rattan chair is still a rocking chair.