Understand humans!

There should be no reason for a demon as loyal as Aura to refuse.

"I am……"

But the moment Xiuharat opened his mouth again, his pupils shrank.

The future is gone again!

"What?" Aura tilted her head and looked down at Shuharat. Her purple eyes were clear and calm, without even a trace of evil or murderous intent - there were few demons with such clear eyes.

"…I mean, my name is Hart!"

Shuharat suddenly changed his words, his heart beating so hard that he couldn't stop it.

"You can call me Hart from now on!"

breathe--

Xuharat was extremely frightened and took a deep breath for a long time before his heartbeat calmed down.

He looked at Aura with confusion.

What did you feel like just now?

Why do I have the illusion that I will be killed if I reveal that I am Shuharat?

but--

Xiuharat stared at the purple-haired demon's gentle and calm face for a while. The beautiful face did not show any trace of impatience. Even Xiuharat felt at ease because of Aura's gentle face.

How could such a rare patient and kind-hearted being among the demons have the intention to kill him?

Would Aura kill him just because he could see into the future? What a joke, Aura is not a traitor to the demon clan, why would he be afraid of being seen into the future and being spied on by history~~

After thinking for a moment, Shuharat understood.

This must be an opportunity for him to hide his real name from Aura in order to resolve a crisis in the future.

In this case, Shuharat decided to change the way he gets along with Aura.

"Aura, you are interested in the information about Xiuharat, right? Although I don't know Xiuharat's current situation, I can bring you the information and movements of Master Xiuharat on a regular basis in the future."

"Ah?" Aura was slightly surprised.

"Just consider it as a thank you for protecting me while I was asleep."

"Does the demon clan also have such thoughts?"

Gathering intelligence... Such a disrespectful tone towards Shuharat... This little guy is actually willing to betray Shuharat? Aura thought that other demons were loyal to Shuharat.

Oh, that's not right. Aura corrected her habitual thinking. The time when all demons would recognize Shuharat as the second-in-command of the demon clan had not yet arrived. In this era, there were still many different factions among the demons.

This little devil is so disrespectful to Shuharat, he must be in the camp hostile to Shuharat.

If that's the case, then we can take advantage of it.

Aura smiled.

"But I can't afford any treasure to hire you to help me gather intelligence," Aura realized his poverty, then waved his hand, raised his head and said generously,

"How about this, Hart, I allow you to be my slave even without signing a contract!"

"I think it's okay without any reward." Shuharat declined. For the first time, he realized what it meant when humans commented on his stiff smile.

Although demons are generally arrogant and narcissistic, Shuharat rarely sees a demon like Aura who can regard having others serve him as a reward.

"Then I'll give you a few more days of food?"

"You're welcome. It's just a win-win situation for us."

What Shuharat said is true.

For someone like Aura who cares about the future of the demon clan, finding an opportunity to bring her into his camp would be like adding wings to a tiger, and would also speed up the process of unifying the demon clan, ending the fighting and uniting against the outside world.

And Aura glanced at Shuharat with some contempt.

This demon was small in stature, had weak magic power, and looked not very durable. It was extremely unlikely that she could expect him to make a name for himself in the demon camp where strength was respected and bring back important information about Xuharat for her.

Well, it's useless, but let's just hope for it.

"This is for you, Hart."

Aura took the handwritten notes from the bookshelf at the back and threw them to Shuharat. These were the manuscripts she made when she was teaching Shashi. Now that Shashi had graduated and was often busy with village affairs, it was highly likely that she would not need them.

Shuharat opened it, and fortunately he was knowledgeable and could recognize the human language.

"Ordinary attack magic, what is this?"

"A reward for your work in advance."

It would be nice if we could just kill Shuharat right then and there.

Aura was absent-minded, staring at the face of the little demon in front of him, who was becoming more and more shocked by the contents of the note.

Hart is weak and short. Although he is in the enemy camp of Shuharat, expecting him to pose a threat to Shuharat... emmmm, Aura might as well hope that Shuharat is as weak and powerless as the little demon in front of him.

But it is different with ordinary attack magic. This is a technology that the demons of this era do not have. Even a big demon will suffer a great loss when he first comes into contact with ordinary attack magic if he is not careful.

Aura taught Hart ordinary attack magic in the hope that Hart could pose a threat to Shuharat at some point.

Even if Shuharat cannot be killed, his future will be bleak.

"Thank you Aura, with this magic, I have a more stable future."

Shuharat was pleasantly surprised.

The moment he took over the notes of ordinary attack magic from Aura, the voices of the future that Shuharat could hear became clearer and several times more numerous.

This means that in that uncertain future, the timeline of Shuharat's death is reduced.

Thanks to Aura, Shuharat's chances of surviving the complicated and dangerous future have increased!

"Don't talk about the future, it's just like that charlatan Shuharat." Aura waved his hand and opened the door to see the guest off.

"Just remember, when you become a high-ranking member of the demon clan, remember to help me."

"I, Hart, swear as a demon that I will never forget the kindness you showed me today."

"Puchi——" Seeing this little demon swearing so seriously, Aura was amused. When did the demons keep their oaths? Are the demons the only ones who keep their oaths?

He also swore as a demon.

Among all the demons, there were only two or three people who had a sense of racial honor, and Aura knew their names: Shuharat, the Demon King... and her, Aura.

Does this dwarf demon still think that Aura will believe his oath?

Aura had no intention of getting any return from teaching ordinary attack magic, it was just an insignificant investment.

If she could cause some trouble to Shuharat and recoup the cost, that would be good; if not, this little demon would take the magic and run away, and she, Aura, would not suffer any loss.

Hoping to make a fortune from this investment?

Sorry, Aura knows her own limitations and she is not such a lucky demon.

Chapter 71 But I can only live until the day after tomorrow

Three years have passed since the establishment of Awula Village.

Most villagers' lives are back on track. Although they still pray every day, they occasionally gather in large numbers and worship in the direction of Awula in the open air.

However, due to the long distance and difficult mountain roads, as well as the quiet nature of the envoy of God, very few believers would return to the mountain village.

They had their own new home, and although they still revered the messenger of God, they were no longer deeply dependent on him.

The road leading from the village to the mountain village was overgrown with fragrant grass and wild flowers, and the footprints left behind gradually took on the shape of a person.

A girl with long light pink hair, tall stature, freckled face, thick eyebrows, and holding a magic wand made of the roots of an unknown plant, walked to the front of the village.

Knock on the door.

"Are you asleep, Master Aura?"

Shasi, I come to the village to spend the night again today.

Click——

The door was pushed open a crack, and a purple head poked out, with a dead look on its face, as if it had just woken up.

His clothes were not properly worn, and he was just wrapped in a white cloak, with a piece of it trailing on the ground behind him.

When Shashi saw it, she felt her temples bulge.

"Lord Aura, I told you that clothes should not be dragged on the ground."

"What does that matter?"

"It really has nothing to do with you, because I washed them all."

"That's it—come in."

Aura yawned and let Sasi in.

She was about to turn around and leave, but her feet left the ground and she was picked up by Sasi.

Uh?

"Although it's already dirty, I don't want to make it any harder to wash this dress. Please tell me which room you want to go to, and I'll carry you there."

Shasi held Aura's armpits and lifted her up. Shasi looked at the figure of the messenger of God who once seemed huge, but now seemed so petite after growing up, and couldn't help feeling a little dazed.

Aura was picked up and looked back at the tall Sasi. She was a little surprised by the fact that she was picked up, but she didn't care much. She pointed in a direction, changed to a comfortable position, let Sasi hold her, and went forward.

"Go to the study. I had an interesting magic idea today and planned to record it. I was just halfway through writing it when you came."

"it is good."

Shasi held Aura in her arms. Studying the magic of the Harvest Sequence was a physically demanding job. Various experiments required plowing, harvesting, and transporting by hand. With Shasi's trained arm strength and Aura's unexpectedly light weight, Shasi was able to actually hold Aura in front of her with one arm.

Sasi buried her head between Aura's horns and sucked greedily at the messy purple hair.

call--

Shashi had wanted to do this for a long time.

And Aura didn't seem to care about her offense, so Sasi became bolder.

When they reached the study, Shasi did not put Aura down, but just sat down and placed Aura on her knees. Although Aura looked back at her in surprise, she still said nothing.

Aura's attention was entirely on the manuscript on the desk. She continued to write and draw, thinking hard from time to time. Even when Shasi hugged Aura with her arms crossed and leaned her head on her shoulder to peek at what Aura was writing, Aura just patted Shasi's hand, signaling her to hold her looser so as not to affect her writing.

Aura didn't care about the other actions.

Sashi closed her eyes in contentment, feeling the touch of the tiny god in her arms.

Small, fragrant and soft.

The temperature of his body was also very high. Holding Aula was like holding a piece of burning charcoal. It was very comfortable at first, but after a while, it felt burning. However, even so, one could not bear to let go.

When it snows, if I can hug Aura, it must be as warm as taking a hot bath.

I want to hang Aura on my body.

Shashi is looking forward to it.

Oh, don't get me wrong, Shashi was referring to the wooden pendant in the shape of Aura. As a believer, it is normal to carry the statue of the god with you.

"Aura-sama, you are completely different from when we first met."

Shashi recalls.

She remembered the empty cave, the creepy white bones, and the greedy and hungry eyes of the purple-haired demon when she first met Aura.

Later, maybe because she fed Aula, he became much more well-behaved.

If you think about it carefully, Aula's hunger at that time was very similar to that of a big dog that had been imprisoned for a long time and was not allowed to eat meat. After a full meal, it became docile again.

Even all the fangs and claws were retracted after eating and drinking.

Judging from his appearance now, you really can’t tell that Aura is such a powerful god.

Sasi could even hold Aura on her lap.

After watching Aura writing furiously for a while, Shashi suddenly asked:

"Are you lonely, Aura-sama?"