Diablo Destruction

The soldiers were indeed right. The day came and went quickly. In just a moment, the dark clouds in the sky, as thick as ink, which made people feel depressed and panicked, dissipated with the breeze, and the warm sunshine shone down again. It brought daily light and warmth to the entire camp.

They poked their heads out from house to house, looked at the sky, and finally breathed a sigh of relief. They walked out of their houses one after another. Cursing Farah in his heart for doing all the bad things, he packed up the people who were eating and went to work. He couldn't do it now. But it’s a little after noon, and when night falls, there’s still a lot more work to be done.

So the stall owners took out big and small bags again, placed the goods inside, and started shouting. The shops also opened their windows and swept their doors to welcome customers. The only thing that had not changed and was open from the beginning to the end was Those bars.

There is no way, it's not that the bar owner is cowardly and thinks that the sky is changing like shit, but there are actually a bunch of old adventurers staying inside. If he wants to close the door, he has to ask the gentlemen who are loudly discussing this weather change if they are willing to do so. OK.

Everything seemed to be back to normal. Fortunately, the weather change happened at noon. At this time, most of the civilians in the camp were working outside, grazing herds, farming, and less than half of the population remained in the camp. Otherwise, the panic caused by the weather changes will be more serious.

In a certain corner of the southern area of ​​the camp, the residential area, there are many large and small civilian wooden houses or tents. Such remote corners are everywhere in the entire camp. At first glance, there is nothing surprising.

However, today, this corner welcomed a special guest, a guest who fell from the sky.

Looking from the ground, a small black dot flew over from the north. Eventually, the black dot was pulled by gravity and gradually enlarged until it hit the high pile of ash. An ash pile is a pile of ash that farmers use to pile up the yellowed grass left over from their livestock and burn it, and then spread the burned ash into the vegetable fields to act as fertilizer. As you can imagine, It must be soft black ash inside.

"Pfft~~~~"

One end was smashed inside, making a dull sound, and the black spots were completely embedded in the ash, leaving only half of the sole exposed, and it was stained black by the raised black ash, and it looked like it was integrated with the entire ash pile. .

After all this was over, the black dust that had been raised all over the sky gradually fell down and returned to the soil. The black spots that plunged into it seemed to have stopped moving, as if nothing had happened and everything had returned to calm.

"Dirk? Dirk? Stop playing and go get some fertilizer quickly."

A moment later, near the ash pile where the incident occurred, a thick voice of a thirty-four-year-old woman came from a small patched tent that could be seen everywhere in the civilian area of ​​the camp.

"Eh."

I remembered with a hint of reluctant childish voice, and then, a thin child with yellow hair, about seven or eight years old, came over. It could be seen from the grass clippings and dust on his body that he had just returned from playing.

In a place like the Dark Continent, for ordinary civilians, the so-called worry-free childhood is only between birth and four or five years old. After this age, they have to start helping the family.

This is true even for Vilas, but her father is a mercenary after all, her grandfather is also the elder of Vitas Village, and she has a close friend who aspires to become a warrior - the always serious Elura who she calls herself, Will rush to do heavy work, so Vilas's childhood was much easier than that of ordinary children.

By the way, according to the gossip that Allura accidentally revealed, the current Rogue singer, Lord Vilas, who is loved by the entire Rogue people because of her kind, gentle and friendly personality, occasionally explodes like a bear when she gets angry. The power, hmm!

Not to mention Sarah, who grew up in a privileged family with no worries about food and clothing. Her mother, Lisa, never had the heart to let her do heavy work. Of course, this had both advantages and disadvantages. This kind of doting led to Lisa's poor cooking skills. The camp is said to be outstanding, and Sarah's craftsmanship... can only be said to be average. On the contrary, I heard that Lar, in addition to the basic skills of barbecue and stew soup experienced in the wild, seems to have several skills. The information comes from Big Mouth Doug , so the authenticity is doubtful.

The little boy named Dirk was not so lucky. He was so thin that it was obvious that he was malnourished due to poverty. He was carrying two heavy wooden barrels, each of which seemed to be similar to his own. They seemed to be almost heavy, but Dirk was obviously used to this kind of work. He was carrying two old and old wooden barrels that had been nailed over and over, and he was walking as fast as he could without feeling weak because of his thin body.

He lifted the two large wooden barrels to the side of the ash pile and put them down. Dirk skillfully found a broken shovel that was half as tall as him, and used it to tilt the ash pile at an angle of about 60 degrees. He inserted it, then jumped with the handle of the shovel, and his whole body hung on it. The loose fire ash was naturally shoveled up by him.

Using this effortless method, Dirk quickly filled a bucket. However, when he inserted the shovel hard again, he noticed something strange - the sharp shovel head seemed to have hit some obstacle. , unable to insert it all at once.

"Damn it, some bastard threw the stone in there."

After finishing talking to himself, Dirk tilted his head and thought, no, if it were a stone, it would have made a "clang" sound. Now it was obvious that it had touched some softer obstacle.

Dirk was surprised for a while, but he didn't care about the dirt - in fact, civilian children of this age didn't know what dirt was at all. He knelt on the ash pile, and quickly spread the ashes on it with his two small hands. After a while, the "obstacle" was found.

"Oh my God!!"

Children who grow up in such an environment are generally very bold. Even if they see most of the rotting corpses, they will not be frightened. Dirk is the leader among his peers. Even so, he was also shocked. Seeing He was so shocked that he couldn't make a sound while looking at the thing that he had laid out. The stories that he had overheard told by decent adults while hiding in the corner a few days ago came to mind. The few words he learned from the stories suddenly came to mind. Jumped out.

Murder! Dump the body! Murder!

Wait, is this a human?

After getting over the initial shock, Dirk became more courageous. Only then did he take a closer look and found that the appearance of the other party had nothing to do with the word "person" from beginning to end.

He carefully poked the opponent with the shovel. Well, there was no movement. It seemed to be a dead thing.

Dirk was slightly relieved, stood on tiptoes, and lightly kicked the opponent's part that seemed to be the sole of his foot. He immediately hid in the firewood pile like a loach. After a while, Dirk's head came out of the firewood pile. Poke out.

Very good, doesn't look like a scam.

I don't know whether to say that Dirk is vigilant, or that he was poisoned by the stories he secretly heard. In short, he has tentatively confirmed that this thing should be harmless. The question is, how to deal with such a big guy?

"Mommy mommy!!"

The first thing Dirk thought of was his mother. There was no way he could help it. He was still a child. Even if he started doing housework early, he was still only a seven or eight-year-old child. At this time, the first thing he thought of was naturally his parents.

"You naughty kid, what are you doing?"

Dirk's mother, a sturdy peasant woman with a ragged scarf on her head and a hoe in her hand, opened the tent and came out, yelling at Dirk.

In the nearby residential areas, Dirk is the most naughty. In the words of children, he is the king of children in this area.

"Mom, look at this thing."

Dirk pointed at the black thing he dragged out of the ashes with an innocent look on his face.

"You kid...eh...this is..."

Dirk's mother was shocked when she saw it. What on earth was this? She had never seen it before.

However, she deserved to live several decades longer than Dirk. Although she was far from being described as knowledgeable, she soon saw some clues.

Since the monster attack on the village eight years ago that is still fresh in people's minds, there have been no natural disasters in the camp. In addition, the wise and great (?) Elder Wu Fan invented a simpler papermaking method. Technique, life in the camp has indeed improved a lot over the years, and I have never heard of anyone dying of hunger or freezing in winter.

This is something that Dirk’s mother, who lives in this class and whose husband works at the paper mill cutting trees in the misty forest, has the most profound experience of.

"Thank you to the great Lord Akara and Elder Wu Fan. Your great kindness will be something we will never forget."

Whenever she thought about this, she would imitate the nuns and paladins in the church, put her clenched fists to her lips, kneel on the ground, and mutter to herself, for these civilians, who brought them Whoever brings food and clothing is God.

When Dirk's mother knelt on the ground and murmured a prayer like this, the semicircular ears of the black thing lying next to her twitched slightly as if feeling something.

Uh, is it an illusion?

After doing all this, Dirk's mother stood up and continued into memory mode.

As life improved, more and more out-of-town businessmen appeared in the camp. They brought all kinds of novelties that dazzled the campers. Dirk’s mother once saw and was lying on the ground in a businessman’s stall. That black thing with a very similar appearance seemed to be called... uh, a ragdoll bear or something?

Although I can't understand why this thing, which has a shape similar to that of a human, can even stand upright on two legs, and is far different from a bear in appearance, is called a bear. Is it a mutant bear? However, Dirk's mother's empty brain still happily accepted the impact of this novelty. What impressed her most was that the stuffed bear that seemed to be only the size of two fists actually cost 15 gold coins.

Oh my god, this much money is enough to buy a new set of clothes for my whole family. Only those adventurers can buy this thing without a care.

I originally thought that if it wasn't very expensive, I would buy it as a gift for Dirk. After all, she had never given any gifts to her children since they were born, and the thing called the stuffed bear was, well, strange. , but it’s really cute. Children will definitely be overjoyed to receive such a beautiful gift.

Dirk's mother looked at it again and again. Yes, this gray thing is indeed the stuffed bear. It's just this size... Oh my god, it's only the size of a fist and costs 15 gold coins. This one is a little bigger than me. , wouldn’t that be...

Dirk's mother's head was a little hard to turn.

At this moment, something even more horrifying happened to her. The stuffed bear that was supposed to be a toy suddenly moved and sat up strangely without saying a word.

"Monster!!!"

Dirk's mother screamed loudly, threw the hoe in her hand, and ran away with Dirk. She had to report quickly that a monster had invaded. Yes, it must be a monster. She couldn't be deceived by the cute appearance.

At this moment, Dirk's mother suddenly realized - no wonder, I said how could there be a bear in this world that looks like a human and can stand upright on its feet? If I use a monster to explain it, it makes sense. That day at the merchant's stall What I saw online was actually a ragdoll bear modeled after a monster! !

But now, an entity has arrived! !

This incident quickly caused a commotion, and the civilians who had just calmed down from the sudden change couldn't help but panic again - could it be that the murderer of the sudden change was not Farah, but the monster ragdoll bear? ! !

Soon, the soldiers came, and soon Akara got the news. After hearing it, she just smiled and said something.

That is not a monster, please treat it kindly.

In the camp, Akara's words were authoritative. After she said this, everyone felt at ease. Looking back, it was true that such a cute furry thing did not look like it could hurt anyone.

So the camera returned to Dirk and his mother again, and back to the ash pile. When the mother and son saw that the bear was still sitting there motionless, they couldn't help but feel a little reassured.

"Mom, can I go talk to him?"

Dirk, a newborn calf, is not afraid of tigers, so he took advantage of his mother not paying attention and got close to him.

"You kid..."

Dirk's mother yelled, but perhaps the stuffed bear looked a little too harmless. She did not pull her son back immediately, but observed from the side and held the hoe in her hand. As long as the bear has a little bit of malice, she will protect her children even if she puts her life in danger.

"Mr. Bear, Mr. Bear, can you understand?"

After learning from his mother that this was a stuffed bear, Dirk started calling him a stuffed bear without permission.

When he reacted, the bear raised his head blankly and glanced at him. Although his body was dirty and covered with black ash, as if it had been rolled out of a stove, his lovely black eyes still made him laugh. Dirk's eyes sparkled.

"Mr. Xiong, you are dirty. Take a shower first."

After muttering a few words to himself, Dirk felt good about himself and thought that everyone was already familiar with each other, so he stretched out his hand and pulled it. Unexpectedly, the stuffed bear also stood up, and Dirk felt happy.

However, the stuffed bear who stood up still looked lost, hunched over, head drooped, listless.

Soon, Decker took the stuffed bear to the nearby river, rolled up his sleeves, and helped him wash it. This was a stuffed bear that was several times bigger than him. It was not easy to clean it. Easy things.

"Little ones, today I will introduce you to a new partner!!"

Standing on a pile of logs with high spirits, the child Wang Deke summoned his men and announced loudly.

"Everyone applauds."

As he spoke, he pulled out the stuffed bear from behind the fence.

"Wow, so cute~~"

At first glance, more than a dozen little kids cheered and rushed forward.

"Hey, hey, listen to what I have to say."

Seeing that his subordinates were ignoring him as their leader, Dirk couldn't help but scream angrily, but no one could care about him now.

"Mr. Bear, Mr. Bear, why are you so listless?"

The children gathered around the stuffed bear and asked with concern.

"Gah~~oh~~"

A feeble and weak voice came out.

"Boys, did you see that? Our mission today is to make Mr. Xiong happy."

Dirk finally found an opportunity to give the order and shouted loudly.

"oh!!"

The children immediately cheered and looked at the stuffed bear with innocent eyes. It seemed that they really liked it.

"Hey, hey, you guys, don't cause trouble for everyone."

A shirtless man walked over from a distance and shouted to these urchins. Behind him were the footsteps of giant beasts that shook the entire ground.

A giant beast covered in ferocious iron armor, its huge and terrifying head suddenly rose up from the wooden roof. It was a huge body that was at least five meters high! !

The most eye-catching thing is the huge basket carried on its back. The basket is big enough for several adults to sit inside and chat comfortably.

Siege beast, a powerful siege beast! ! Adventurers returning from the outside for the first time will probably scream out in horror when they see this giant beast. Sword drawn and ready.

At this time, those who knew the situation would immediately stop them and explain to them with a smile.

"This is Xiaojia, the pet Xiaojia that the elder brought back from outside."

That's right, this huge siege beast is Xiao Jia, the Kuwazi Xiao Jia who has been forced to work as a laborer for a long time since Kasha took it away.

Although at the beginning, its huge size and ferocious armored posture did make the entire camp feel uneasy, fearing that this ferocious beast would suddenly become more ferocious. However, we have to admire the adaptability of human beings. , after a period of panic, people discovered that these giant beasts were indeed very docile except for being a bit bigger and more ferocious.

Gradually, at first being summoned by Kasha, and then taking the initiative, Xiaojia used its huge size and powerful strength to help countless campers, and gradually became the mascot of Luoji Camp. Children all like to climb on it. Carrying it on his back and playing together, Xiao Jia seems to enjoy this leisurely life.

Probably, it is because of Xiao Jia's experience that people will so quickly accept the fact of the stuffed bear in front of them.

"Hey, Xiaojia, just put your things down and stop here. Thank you."

The strong man waved his hand towards Xiao Jia, signaling him to put down the full bundle of logs on his back.

"Quah!!"

After completing the task, Xiaojia raised his paw and shouted vigorously, then walked towards the open space.

According to daily management, these children will cheer and rush up to it, climb on it and play together. Xiao Jia is very childlike and likes to do this kind of work.

But……

"Xiao A, I'm sorry, today we have to accompany Mr. Xiong to make him happy."

The children stood there and said this.

Xiao Jia's excited movements suddenly stagnated, as if he had been petrified, motionless.

Then, his big eyes turned to the stuffed bear, full and burning inside.

Envy, jealousy and hate! ! !