Understand humans!

Don’t let the children see Aula’s ferocious appearance, covered in blood, tearing things apart and eating them alive.

Whose child was left unattended? He sneaked away when Lord Aula was eating a living thing.

Sashi sighed and said to Aura:

"Lord Aura, next time there are monsters or thieves, you can let us handle them."

"But you're not ready yet."

"I'm ready."

"kindness"

"I'm serious. The villagers and I have prepared spear traps, ropes and chains that are strong enough to trap large monsters."

"kindness"

"The village alone can kill it."

"kindness"

"Lord Aura, you can't rush here every time. It's dangerous."

"kindness"

"…………well."

Sashi sighed again. She knew that Aura didn't hear a word she said.

Aura is always like this, he always agrees to whatever is said without any refutation, but when the next monster or thief attacks, he will still show up.

It’s not that Shashi and the villagers are unwilling to accept Aura’s help.

But... Shashi is afraid... the villagers are afraid... everyone is afraid that if Lord Aura appears so frequently, sooner or later he will be discovered by the humans outside.

The horned demons are able to kill giant monsters in an instant. They are very powerful and show no mercy to humans who invade their territory. If they dare to come to the village with weapons and hostility, Aura will kill them all.

Eat until only the bones are left.

Once such a powerful demon tribe that poses a great threat to humans is exposed, it will inevitably attract great attention from the outside world.

If that happens, the human race will probably send troops or magicians to attack... If that really happens, I'm afraid that even if the whole village gathers its strength, it will not be able to protect Aura-sama—

Shashi and the villagers had to try to hide Aura, just like they hid the sword.

But living demons are different from swords after all. Even if they want to hide Aura, they will inadvertently expose their horns.

Alas, there is nothing Shashi can do.

She couldn't control Aura. Although Shasi and Aura had the closest relationship in the village, Aura only listened to Shasi occasionally.

In Shasi's impression, Aura is like an untamed wild cat, who would catch a mouse from time to time and put it at your door. Aura could not understand the way humans express kindness, nor could she understand what kind of kindness humans could accept. She would only give kindness on her own and then leave on her own.

No matter whether the other party accepts it or not.

Of course, Shashi's kindness to Aura was always rejected by her.

Aula is such a loner.

Most demons should be like this.

After Shashi instructed the villagers to put away the weapons and traps that were used to alert the monsters, she turned to Aura, who had already finished eating, and asked:

"Lord Aura, would you like to go into the village and get something to eat?"

"No."

Aula, who was squatting on the corpse of the huge monster, licked the blood on the back of his hand, rolled his eyes and ran away, disappearing in a flash.

Lord Aura, are you afraid of that sword?

Shasi's eyes followed Aura, and after Aura's figure completely disappeared in the forest, she turned her gaze to the center of the village, where the sword was, with her pupils flickering.

But why was Aura afraid of the sword, but insisted on staying by it and even built a village to protect it?

Shashi couldn't understand.

I don’t want to think about it anymore.

After Aura left, Shashi called other villagers to come and clean up the remaining carcass of the giant monster. Although the food situation in the village had improved a lot after Shashi's harvest magic was effective, it was limited to grains, and meat was still relatively scarce.

The breeding industry has not yet developed in the village.

For example, the magical beasts that Aula occasionally hunts but does not eat all of them become a precious source of meat for the village.

The villagers were already very skilled. They came with knives and divine scriptures. They first surrounded the monster's corpse and sang praises to the goddess and her messenger Aura, and then dismembered the monster's remains with knives with gratitude.

As the village chief, Shasi stayed on the scene and decided the distribution of the meat. Which perishable meat should be eaten quickly for the entire feast tonight, and which ones were easy to preserve should be pickled and stored as reserve food.

"Leave that piece of belly meat and make it into bacon. I'll bring it to Master Aura."

"Wouldn't Village Chief Shashi bring more?"

"She is very playful. Even if she is not hungry, she will tease the wild animals in the mountains. She doesn't even eat pickled meat."

"Lord Aura, do you like to eat blood?"

"She just loves to play with living creatures."

“How cruel…”

"right."

"So cute."

"Too."

Shasi nodded. Their god was indeed lovely in appearance. If one lived as her believer, her cruel nature would also become harmless and adorable.

only--

Shashi was always a little worried that their cruel yet lovely god would be taken away by someone of unknown origin one day.

And they were powerless to stop it.

Chapter 74 What if Others Destroy Aura Village?

The bandits have been eyeing this mountain village for a long time.

The village was clearly connected to the outside world by road, and the only mountain blocking the passage of vehicles seemed to have collapsed due to an earthquake.

If the villagers were willing, they could easily move out of this remote mountain area where few merchants were willing to come, and build a village near a nearby wealthy town. It wouldn't take much effort, and the villagers' lives would be much more convenient and affluent.

But the people in this village were like fools, clinging to that rugged and uneven land without any thought of moving away.

It's so remote that no outsiders come to this village.

But for some reason, even in this village where no one visits, no one goes out to do business, and the land is not very fertile, the living standard is not bad.

Every year, a lot of grain is transported to the town for trading, and we have become stable trading partners with some merchants.

It is remote, with few outsiders coming, and it is rich - this makes it a perfect target for bandits to plunder.

Bass Village was the first to notice the location of this fat sheep.

The two centurions led their own troops as advance troops to explore the place.

"How dare they reject us?! How dare they! Do they really think that their little village can withstand cavalry just by relying on its terrain?"

"I've already told you to talk before you start fighting. You came up and shot an arrow at the villagers. The villagers thought you were here to kill them. To save their lives, they would definitely gather together to resist."

"What's the point of resisting? You are a bunch of cowards who have never seen blood and only use sickles and hoes all day long. Do you really think you can defeat us with the power of crops?!"

"We are hiding in the mountains now... They have won, haven't they? I told you not to underestimate anyone. Even a blade for digging the ground and cutting grass can still draw blood if used on a person."

"It's nothing but bravery. Those unruly people have no armor and no horses. What can they do with just the farm tools they have? They were able to disperse us in the village with their numbers before. There won't be a next time!"

"You should act cautiously. Even if our equipment and weapons are more powerful than those of the villagers, we should try to avoid unnecessary casualties!"

"You're so timid, aren't you? I really don't know what you're hesitating about. After gathering the brothers, you and I will lead the charge and massacre the village, and that's it."

"No, don't worry! After gathering the separated brothers, we will go back to the mountain stronghold to call for more people. At least bring three more teams of ten people. Only when we have fifty people can we be safe. I always have a bad feeling. Those villagers are not afraid of us at all. It's very strange."

"We have robbed so many villages, how many people dare to resist? Why should we be afraid of it? Let's fight with swords. I don't believe that a group of farmers can beat me who is licking blood on the edge of the knife!"

"It's different... It's different. Didn't you notice that there was no fear in the eyes of those villagers? They were just like the fanatics we met before. Moreover, it was different from the false courage of those charlatans who hypnotized themselves. Those villagers... really thought that there was something... that could kill us all."

"You are talking too much! I don't understand you. I will go and gather the scattered brothers and then rush back into the village to set fire. After setting the fire, I will run away. When everything is burned out, I will go back to kill people. If you want to ask for help, you can go back to the village alone."

"Don't act separately. Set off first. The leader orders you to forget... Wait, someone——"

The two centurions had sharp eyes and ears, and the moment they heard the sound of branches being rustled in the jungle, they drew their swords and held their shields, ready for battle.

After a rustling sound.

A purple-haired girl wearing a cloak emerged from the woods.

"what?"

The two breathed a sigh of relief.

I thought it was a group of rogues chasing me with sickles. I wasn't afraid of facing two ten-man captains alone. After all, they were both captains who won the championship from the bandit group. They could take care of one or two villagers without using a second knife.

But once the number of people exceeds ten, the two of them will not be able to handle it, even with the advantage in weapons and leather armor.

Fortunately, the person who came was just a girl with purple hair.

The tall and short centurions looked at each other and smiled.

Looking at the ignorant face of the purple-haired girl, you can tell that she probably doesn't even understand what a bandit is. She has a petite figure, bright eyes, and looks pitiful and helpless.

It looked like he could be frightened just by raising the knife, and he wouldn't even struggle.

The short, grumpy centurion took the lead.

"You are from that village too, right? I will kill you first to vent my anger!"

The short centurion, grinning, drew his sword and walked towards Aura, but was stopped by the tall centurion halfway.

"You can actually do that to a child? She's not threatening. Although we're far away and can't see her clearly, she must be pretty. We can get a lot of money if we catch her and sell her..."

"You are so restricted in everything you do! When that villager hacked one of our brothers to death, I decided not to leave him alive! Money, money, money, you keep talking about this all day long, and you don't even dare to pick up a knife. How can you convince others?!"

"Kill, kill, kill! Can you eat just by killing? Weapons, armor, food, horses, people have to be sold to make money. Killing them will be worthless! Only by selling them and making money can you have a better life and allow the village to recruit more people!"

"Selling one less person is not a big deal, and selling one less village is not a big deal either - I can chop down whoever I want! There's no need to worry about it. I'm going to kill not only this little brat, but all the villagers who dare to swing their hoes at us!"

"You... barbarian! People are money! Wouldn't it be a great profit to put them in shackles and sell them as slaves... What are you doing! Do you want to swing a knife at me?"

"You're so petty, it's not fun at all. I've been annoyed with you for a long time!"

"Damn it, do you think I want to team up with you? You're just a barbarian with a disordered mind. If the leader hadn't insisted that I lead you to plunder, I would never... would..."

Pfft!

The tall centurion was speechless, his pupils trembling violently. In front of him, the short centurion's head was twisted off, and the blood spurted several meters high, covering him in red.

“Go on, go on.” Aura tilted his head and stared at the tall centurion with wide purple eyes.

She didn't know when one of her hands was on the back of the short centurion's neck, and the other hand was on the short centurion's shoulder. She raised her arms and exerted force, tearing it to both sides. Most of the short centurion's neck was torn apart like paper, and even his white spine was pulled out.

"I see you've been arguing for so long without any result, why don't you let me help you decide."

Aura chuckled, threw the torn off head of the short centurion who died with his eyes open at his feet, and buried his head in the bleeding torso to drink a mouthful of blood.

Then he looked up, with blood all over his mouth, and smiled innocently.

"You will all be killed, so you won't have to worry about who to kill or who to sell."

“Ah, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!”

The tall centurion was so frightened that he fell to the ground, his limbs squirming, and he retreated backwards, his face full of fear and screaming.

As Aura got closer and closer, he was almost overwhelmed by fear and lost his mind.

唆！

The tall centurion raised his crossbow in panic, aimed at Aura's head, and pulled the trigger.

Swish!

Aula raised her hand quickly and caught the arrow in front of her.

At the same time, due to her violent movement, the cloak fell off, revealing the two horns on Aula's head, one intact and one broken.