With a "clang", the oak wine glass hit the table with a loud noise.

At this time, Mireya's face was flushed and she was sitting alone in a corner drinking.

Unlike usual, she was wearing casual clothes and did not carry a sword at her waist.

To outsiders, she looked like an elf girl who was dumped by her boyfriend.

Mireya was in a bad mood at this moment, very bad.

She always stressed that she shouldn't meddle in other people's business, but she couldn't forget about the boy.

He was holding a gold coin, and Mireya knew what that meant.

If he met bad guys, they would not care about the beggar's life or death in order to steal the gold coins.

During this week, the boy might have died.

If he really died...

Tsk.

What does his life or death have to do with me!

Mireya picked up the glass and drank it all.

In this way, she drank from evening to dawn.

Pubs are usually open all night, but they need to close during the day.

The boss was distressed to see Mireya drunk as a mud.

At this time, Mireya was already drunk. Her vision was blurry and she couldn't tell whether the people around her were people or ghosts, and she was swaying.

Mireya was seen lying on the table with a red face, fiddling with the handle of the wine glass with her fingers.

Just then, a clown came out from behind the wine glass and came in front of Mireya.

It laughed at Mireya and said:

"Yo, yo, yo, isn't this the hero who claims to change the world?"

The clown struck a funny pose, poked his head out and continued, "Look, you don't act like a hero at all."

"If you ask me, if you have the ability but do nothing, you might as well die."

"Giving up?" The clown changed his expression, pointed at her, and scolded loudly: "Are you worthy of the talent God has given you? Huh? Trash! Garbage!"

Mireya was very angry when she heard what the clown said and slammed her fist on the table.

The attack of a strong man from the Holy Land, even if he was unarmed and without using any strength, was enough to create a hole in a corner of the tavern just by relying on his physical functions.

The cold wind outside suddenly blew into the tavern. Mireya suddenly felt dizzy and fell down in a daze.

Even if you set foot in the holy land, an abnormal state is still an abnormal state, even a common hangover is an abnormal state.

Aura can reduce external damage, but it can do nothing about internal damage.

As long as you are still in the flesh, you cannot escape.

As the saying goes, if you don't seek death, you won't die.

Although she was conscious, Mireya could still hear what others were saying.

"What the hell? Who is this girl? Why is she so strong?"

"She has a very strong aura. She is at least a strong person in the imperial domain."

"But... hehehe..." The voice paused for a moment, and then said in a lewd tone: "She is really beautiful."

"Hey! What do you want to do?"

"She came to the tavern and drank like this. She should be prepared to be picked up by others, right?"

Seeing that Mireya was defenseless, the five drunken men began to have sexual desires.

They guessed that Mireya must have been dumped by her boyfriend and was trying to hook up with men.

They just smiled and collected 50 silver coins to give to the boss as shop maintenance fee and hush money.

Just as they reached out to grab Mireya, a piece of broken brick flew in from the hole and hit the man on the head.

A boy with a bag on his head appeared in front of them.

"Ah! Ah ba ah ba!" the boy shouted outside the alley, which attracted a lot of people.

Hearing the boy's voice, Mireya opened her eyes in surprise and looked over there.

"Tsk."

The drunk men were very unhappy to see someone ruining their good deeds.

They rolled up their sleeves and walked towards the boy. When the shop owner saw this, his face turned pale.

He knew the boy.

Every morning, he would walk through the alleys looking for discarded leftovers.

The shop owner felt sorry for him and would give him some clean food, even if it wasn't much.

The shop owner wanted to help the boy, but he was open for business and there was nothing he could do facing five drunks.

Mireya wanted to stand up, but her body was out of control and she couldn't find her balance.

Just when everyone thought the boy was going to be beaten, he pulled out the branch stuck in his waist and walked towards the man.

When the drunks saw the boy pointing the branches at them, they held their stomachs and laughed.

Although they are ordinary people, isn't it just a matter of kicking a boy holding a branch?

Just as they were thinking this, the branches transformed into shadows and blossomed like flowers, leaving several bloody marks on their bodies.

Although Mireya's vision was blurry, the sword skills in front of her were the ones she had used countless times, so there was no way she was mistaken.

"Fuck! What's wrong with this kid!?"

“Tear…it hurts!”

"Is he the apprentice of some boss?!"

Five drunks were knocked to the ground by the branches. They were also hungover and not conscious enough to dodge.

This attack instantly reminded them of their mother.

They recalled the horror of being dominated by a feather duster.

Finally, the drunks couldn't stand the pain anymore, took back their silver coins, and fled the scene in disgrace.

The boy won the victory amidst the applause of everyone.

Compared to the people's surprise, Mireya, who was lying on the ground, was extremely shocked.

You know, that sword technique usually takes several years to master, but he read it once and mastered it in just a week?

Isn’t this talent comparable to mine?

Just when she was extremely shocked, something even more shocking to Mireya happened.

The boy took out a gold coin and handed it to the boss, pointing at Mireya with his other hand and saying something like "Ahba Ahba".

Although no one understood what he said, they all knew what he meant.

Afterwards, the shop owner made a bed on the floor for Mireya. The boy couldn't carry her, so he had to turn her over.

"..."

Mireya was speechless. It was the first time she rolled on the ground.

but···

Mireya knew that the boy was still alive, and her heart finally settled down.

Seeing him spend his only gold coin on her, Mireya became interested in him.

Part 1#Volume 2: The gears of revenge are turning here: Chapter 211: The past that only she knows (Part 2)

For Mireya, who is in a slump, she knows what she is doing.

As an elf, she looks only 16-17 years old, but her age has exceeded three digits.

She has rich life experience.

She knew what would happen if she got drunk alone in a bar.

At this time, she was wearing casual clothes and did not carry a sword, which was undoubtedly sending a hint to those around her.

after all···

It doesn't matter if it's a mess. Let others play however they want.

What hero?

What world will change?

Idiot's dream!

The life or death of a strange boy is none of your business!

Mireya's dream was too big, and after realizing how insignificant she was, she lived a very painful life.

She walked on the street and saw children running and laughing with their toys in their hands. She didn't know what to feel.

Some children are born with no worries about food and clothing, while some children are born helpless.

The happy children form a sharp contrast with the children living under the bridge.

Faced with such a gap, Mireya had no way out.

When you have experienced the separation and death, and the suffering of friends, you will find that personal power is very limited.

The greatest pain in life is the inability to bridge the gap between knowing and doing.

I know there are many children like the boy in the world, but I have all the skills but can do nothing.

So what if I save one?

So what if I can help you temporarily?

There are still thousands and thousands of children waiting to be rescued.

Can't be saved...

She felt very guilty for not saving the boy. She wanted to numb herself with alcohol and use others to punish herself for her bad behavior.

At least, this will make you feel better.

result···

What she never expected was that the boy actually showed up and drove away the group of drunks.

Mireya is very strong, and the feeling of being protected is something she has never experienced before.

This is the first time...

She was lying on the ground, her vision blurry and she knew it was a boy, but his back was very huge.

This time, she slept soundly.

······

Three months later.

During this period, Mireya met the boy frequently.

She did not help the boy directly, but taught him some swordplay.

It is easy to help others for a while, but if you want to change your life, you must learn a skill.

The boy can't speak, but that doesn't seem to affect communication.

He is very smart and hardworking, and his thinking logic is completely different from that of a child.

What shocked Mireya even more was that even if she showed the boy the most difficult sword skills, he could imitate them very well.

These sword techniques are difficult.

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