Reincarnated as a goblin, but his mother is a white-haired elf?

That’s why it’s so strong.

It is because he was recognized by the world and gained the special talent of a "brave man".

That’s why it’s so strong.

He told himself so, deceiving himself.

Even though my younger brother surpassed me.

But he is still the most powerful swordsman in the Northern Empire.

And the younger brother, the brave one.

He was self-righteously excluded.

He firmly believed that as long as he was not a hero, a demon king, or a king, he would be extraordinary.

He has the confidence to handle everything.

However, he is confident.

In it all, was completely destroyed.

Crushed into pieces.

Just then, a breeze blew by.

It brought a chill that didn't belong to this world, and an ethereal sound that seemed to have traveled through time and space.

"hungry?"

The whisper was like morning dew dropping on the surface of a quiet lake, creating ripples.

Arsen froze in an instant, as if bound by invisible chains.

Reason told him that he should not respond.

You should not look up at the source of the voice, especially those eyes that are said to be able to captivate people.

But, that voice seemed to have magical power, causing him to raise his head unconsciously.

"But this is only less than one thousandth of mine~!"

The confusion in those eyes seemed to be telling something.

"Tens of millions of years of hunger, can you understand?"

He opened his little mouth.

From that little mouth, Yasen saw bottomless darkness.

"Why, why, is it like this?"

Yassen's lip trembled.

But, even so.

He still wanted to ask and question the person in front of him.

"Why, this is the thing to do"

Yassen made a heart-wrenching sound.

"Is this kind of thing interesting?"

Obviously, I can kill them.

“Make this hell”

Why, still playing with them like this.

"Are you that happy?"

Yassen screamed heartbreakingly.

However, what he got was silence and a gaze from eyes that were so pure that it was unspeakable.

And that question without any color.

"happy?"

[Ye Yan] tilted his head, his pure eyes full of confusion.

"What is it?"

"Can I eat that?"

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 157 Gluttony in pleasure? Yassen is crazy.

"what!"

[Ye Yan] smiled slightly.

"If you're talking about the moment you're full."

"That's true."

[Ye Yan] licked the corner of his mouth and smiled:

“But right after eating, I feel hungry.”

"Hungry, hungry, hungry."

[Ye Yan] said this, moving his short legs in the air, humming happily, and wanted to leave.

But it seems to be subject to some kind of restriction and always stays where it is.

The whole person was wrapped in blood mist and suspended in the air.

“so hungry”

"I'm asking you, why!"

Faced with Ye Yan’s inappropriate answer.

At this moment, Yasen, who had lost his rationality due to anger, roared in despair and questioned Ye Yan:

“Why use such cruel means?”

Yassen understood.

Even if the other party killed them, he would not be as angry as he is now.

After all, he, the knights, have placed their lives on the sword since the moment they stepped onto the battlefield.

Killing and being killed is the destination of their journey.

but!

This isn't how a duel should be!

It wasn't supposed to be like this.

They can die in battle, be killed, and be exterminated like ants by powerful enemies.

But, you definitely shouldn't die at the hands of your own people, partners, and comrades!

And, in such a humiliating way!

Their determination, courage, and faith were trampled upon at this moment and nothing was accomplished.

The so-called glory and honor of the knight disappeared at this moment.

There is only this lingering hell before my eyes.

It was deeply imprinted in Yassen's eyes.

Yasen was looking forward to it, even if it was just there.

He wanted to know an answer.

Perhaps, this answer would make their deaths not so ridiculous.

But what answered him was Ye Yan's extremely simple rhetorical question.

"Ah, I didn't do anything!"

"Wha, what?!"

Yasen couldn't believe it, his eyes widened, staring at Ye Yan's bright ruby ​​eyes.

"Besides, appetite is the cornerstone of biological growth and the basis of life. Why should it be restricted?"

[Ye Yan] opened his arms, his eyes filled with joy, happiness, or perhaps just pure joy.

"Eat, bite, chew, swallow, how wonderful it is"

This was so terrifying in Yasen's eyes.

The person before him was pure malice incarnate.

It is a demon that cannot exist in this world.

Yassen wanted to swing the sword he was so proud of and kill the demon in front of him.

But no matter how he struggled and desired, his trembling hands did not move at all.

At this moment, the proud knight.

Now, he didn't even have the courage to swing the sword.

"Na~"

[Ye Yan] suddenly leaned forward, looked at Arthur, and said with a smile:

"Don't you think that being able to eat and having something to eat is a kind of happiness?"

"And they"

[Ye Yan] pointed at the ground, at the knights who were eating themselves.

Pointing at the bloody hell on the ground.

He expressed his thoughts in a joyful voice.

"Now, aren't you happy?"

"After all, I've been eating!"

"To die while eating. That's a very happy thing no matter how you think about it. It's a happy thing!"

"Na"

[Ye Yan] looked at Yasen and asked:

“Is that so?”

'They will die'

Yasen lowered his head and murmured.

But Ye Yan didn't care at all.

“Ah, it seems so.”

Hearing that emotionless voice, Yassen roared:

"What kind of happiness is this!"

"But isn't it a kind of happiness that they can die in the process of eating?"

[Ye Yan] looked hesitant, looking at the angry and furious Arsen in confusion.

He put his finger in his mouth and bit it, blood splattering everywhere.

"Besides, you guys are really greedy!"

"what?"

"There's food all around you?"

[Ye Yan] smiled while chewing his fingers.

"Why, eat something else?"