Trafford’s Trading Club

Good men live long lives, scourge lasts a thousand years.

The dog fork is obviously categorized as a scourge by the wind, as the dog fork has a hard life. The feather arrow almost shot him in the heart. Or, a little more, you can just puncture it.

Nevertheless, the dog was severely injured at night. The spirit of that young witch at the Rice Shrine is raging wildly in the body of a dog night fork, making the dog night fork very weak - nowadays the dog night fork is not even much stronger than an ordinary adult, and falls within the category of samurai who can simply succeed.

The arrogant half-witted teenager had to bow his head to reality and could only hide in a nearby cave to feed his wounds. As for what can be done during the nursing period, the only thing that can be done is to crack a hole in the mouth with the body's illegal invaders.

Chasing the wind thinks the dog night fork is really a rather dishonest thickening - he always uses a variety of methods to avoid talking about the young witch at the shrine.

But the wind knows he cares more about young witches than anyone else.

What an outspoken guy - but thinking about the wind and suddenly finding out that he doesn't seem to be qualified to preach about dog forks or anything.

Not long ago, he himself, was just an outspoken guy.

“Chase the wind, you were her promise at the time, as long as I could kill a hundred demons and find her a hundred books, I could promise to become stronger... because of sympathy for my birth? ”

In a wet cave, a dog fork speaks to himself - at least it looks like he's talking to himself.

“Sympathy for you?” Chasing the wind for a while, thinking about the birth of a dog's night fork - the moonless world, whether it's a monster circle or a human circle, is very bad for the existence of a half demon.

The mother of the Dog Night Fork was plundered by demons and abandoned directly after playing. As for the dog fork, which was born a half demon, to the demon, like a freak, it is not recognized.

Mother is also used as a tool, no one is asked after birth, walking like a monster in the world… By the way, the birth of a dog night fork seems to have a lot of similarities with the Nagato crane.

“Why do you ask?” Chasing the wind also reminds me of when I wandered around as an orphan, the voice seemed to be slightly slurred.

“Just asking.” The dog shook his head at night and closed his eyes.

He reached out to the spiritual ravages in his body and endured intense pain all the time - the damned woman was so fierce that she seemed to really want to take her life.

Even though I didn't really take it away, I put it back in the end... Can't you just let it go? The dog's night fork thought about it and subconsciously bit his teeth again.

But when I think about what the dead woman had been through, the dog fork was silenced.

“Chase the wind, are you still there? ”

“Leave me alone. I'm trying to understand something and see if there's a way out of this. Go somewhere cool! ”

“Is it cool in this cave? ”

“You can die! Stupid dog! ”

“You stupid wolf! ”

The inheritance of Sirius, with its vast and complex knowledge, is sealed in the wind chase consciousness. When he opens up these memories, it's like he's stuck in an endless ocean —— he has no idea what's inside!

Being a monster, wandering everywhere, has never had any orthodox education. Even before the purple stars were encountered, chasing the wind even condensed demonic power and absorbed energy was an almost instinctive behavior.

Even if he inherited the vast knowledge of Sirius, he couldn't digest it well, and don't tell his family to try to find a solution to the problem.

Learning about the world of will seems to be a long process. The more focused the wind is in the memory of Sirius Heritage, it will only occasionally awaken to see what the dog Nightfork is doing.

But all of a sudden he woke up and the wind chased him and found that the dog fork was not in the cave where he had been wounded. But after looking at this guy's body, it became clear that the dog fork was merely restoring its ability to move.

This guy really likes to die? In such a weak state, you dare to run around outside. Don't say you encounter a Yin Yang master, a monk or anything. Even if you encounter a little powerful samurai, I'm afraid you won't be able to stop people's Ping A attack!

Hey, here's...

While the wind chaser was trying to mock the dog's night fork, he suddenly discovered that the guy was hiding in a tree tree tree, and that the rice shrine was ahead of him.

The young witch just mentioned a barrel and walked into the trail behind the shrine.

“Actually, if you explain, I think she'll forgive you.” Chasing the wind sighed, "Why don't you tell her that you are in such a hurry to gain strength and even try to break your agreement because...”

“Destruction is destruction, nothing because it's not.” The demonic teenager shook his head and looked at the light white shadow completely disappeared before jumping off the tree.

“Boring self-esteem. ”

In fact, there has been more than one discussion on such topics. It's not the first time the wind has chased a dog's night fork - it's just that every time he can think about himself: the old self.

……

Every day after that, the wind chase takes time to observe the movement of the dog's night fork.

He found that the dog's night fork recovered slowly, but the early rice shrine was very diligent - just always hiding, like a snooping maniac.

“Idiot! How do you know she didn't forgive you if you didn't say what was in your heart? ”

“Silly wolf, you think you can understand what you're saying. Don't you feel very arrogant? ”

It has not been known how many days, and the wounds of the dog's night fork have healed in such careless self-healing.

Chasing the wind became more and more impatient, and he was still unable to find a way out through the inheritance of Sirius, only to perceive the existence of the stars in vain, but could not guide him.

……

Dog night forks descended and walked through an abandoned area - if the wind is not mistaken, this should be the site of the village of premature rice - a village destroyed by a runaway Nagato crane.

The dog fork has been removed from the cave and is now housed in the old house of the Nagato family. Here the walls collapsed and the room collapsed. It's a place to live. It's actually just a few wooden beams that collapse and are erected. It's a small place with brick objects on it.

It rained on the day and the rain finally dripped from the cracks on the top of his head. The sky and earth were bright, and the dog fork suddenly curled, seemingly feeling a little cool.

“Silly Wolf... you say that as long as she's been in this place, doesn't she have to face that pain? ”

There is no Maggie, no rendezvous of the three nobles, no outsiders, just him, just sweeping the fallen leaves in front of the door every day, washing herself before going to the cave sink day after day.

Without everything later, she could have stayed in this tranquility. Dog Night Fork is so familiar with the character of the dead woman that she can really stay like this. She sweeps the courtyard every day, does homework, reads books, sees Evening Summer in the sky, sees the seasons change... she won't get tired of it.

“Perhaps.” Chasing the wind answered with impatience.

He always felt lazy not knowing if it was the weather.

“Are we never gonna get out? ”

Has it become us? The wind caught up and the dog forked for a long time without giving any answers. If he's really old enough, he might be a little younger than a dog fork, so how can he give him more answers?

“I don't know about this, but obviously I don't want to stay in this shithole.” Chasing the wind speaks the mind.

“But outside, she was gone... and died in another hand. ”

This is the most fragile sound the wind has ever heard of a dog's night fork, perhaps the sound of rain or the sound of a whistling wind. They covered it up, covered it up, and suddenly the half-breed suddenly buried his head deep in his lap.

He knew, always knew, that the young witch had died in Maggie's hands.

“Actually, you don't want to leave here?” Chasing the wind raised doubts with hesitation.

This time, instead, he didn't get an answer for the dog night fork.

The rain doesn't know when it's going to fall, the stupid dog and the stupid wolf don't talk anymore, but the quiet surroundings make people want to get sleepy.

……

A few days after the rain stopped that day, there was no sunshine, and the continuous shady sky seemed to be the old lady's silence to the extreme old attic.

Once again, the wind came back from the sea of knowledge inherited from Sirius, and surprised him that the dog night fork did not appear in the early rice shrine this time, and even left the ruins of the early rice village, where it came from, it should be a relatively large city in the place.

In the midst of a wealthy family in the city, flip boxes and go backwards.

“What are you doing?” Chasing the wind curiously asked.

“Find the book.” Dog Night Fork turned people's study into a mess and eventually found a lot. He looked around a few times, wondering if the books were the same, so he packed everything up and took it away.

The place where the dogs were ransacked wasn't just the house, but the households in the city, not even the landlords.

By the time he left town, this guy was already carrying a big bag, which should have been enough.

Chasing wind did not ask him why he went to rob so many ancient books back. But I want to understand why when he came to Yan Wen Moon, when he woke up, he was hunted down by a group of samurai monks... this guy didn't rob a lot of mortal families before, did he commit all kinds of anger?

Otherwise, it is just a mutilation between monsters and monsters, and humans naturally do not engage.

Until Dog Night Fork returned to the ruins of the Early Rice Village Changmen family, the wind chaser found that in the days when he learned his memory, this guy had actually robbed a lot of things back.

“It's over a hundred copies already, isn't it? ”

Take a hundred monsters, find a hundred books… Obviously, it's a hundred monsters that have a lot of difficulty.

“Well, since the deal was broken, I'll make it ten times better! Look for a thousand books!” The half-breed teenager suddenly uttered a euphemism.

Chasing the wind fought maliciously: "Do you want to kill a thousand monsters? ”

“Mmm.”

The idiot dog did not argue with the idiot wolf this time, and he nodded with great certainty, so the idiot wolf sighed in his heart: this idiot dog... so stupid.

……

From that day on, the wind has lived with danger. Is this stupid dog really going to kill a thousand monsters? Nor do you weigh two pounds of yourself.

If it weren't for you and me staying together, I wouldn't have managed to die, would I?

Power of the stars! Godspeed, Godspeed!

Humph! The old man has used your body to practice some of the abilities inherited from the greedy wolf - chasing the wind feels like doing this, you won't look like you're losing!

“How many is this? ”

“Nine hundred and ninety-eight.” The dog frowned at night, looking back, the camp collapsed a number of bodies, only one of them a great monster, and the rest were under each other's command.

Where do so many monsters come from? Later, the dog fork could only count with the rest of the demons... and this was three years later.

That is, the wind chase has been in this dream, spending three years with the dog night fork.

“The last two are still missing.” Chasing the wind for a while, he suddenly said: “I recently heard that a toad sperm called the Red Mage has appeared in the south and is quite powerful. But kill it, it's only nine hundred and ninety-nine, only one is missing, which is exactly the direction to go back to Early Rice Village. ”

“Almost a thousand...” The idiot dog demon muttered to himself suddenly.

After three years of bloodshed, the body of half a demon teenager has still not grown much. But there was an extra wound on his face, and then… became much more silent.

In fact, in the second half of the journey, there has been very little talk fighting between idiot dog demons and silly wolves.

“What, you got other plans? ”

“That's it.” The dog shook his head at night and headed straight south.

……

Ah--!

The scream sounded and the seriously injured red magician fell to the ground, revealing his body, "Ah... I hate it! I could have lived a lifetime of 10,000! All of you guys, I can't complete the last membrane of the Toad clan... I will never let you go... I won't die! I curse you...”

“That's a lot of bullshit. ”

The iron sword in the dog's night fork crossed the Red Master's neck and succeeded in beheading him.

After that, Dog Night Fork returned to the abandoned site of Early Rice Village. After a quiet day, he dug up all the books stored here, carried them on his back and walked up the steps of the Early Rice Shrine.

“Hey, isn't there enough left?” Chasing the wind looks at the dog night fork with surprise - did you count it wrong?

“Silly wolf, thank you. ”

One footprint at a time, the way up the mountain gradually took a lot of steps.

“Thank me for what?” This is the first time the wind has ever heard a word of gratitude from this frank dog demon, and it's incredible.

“If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be able to deal with so many monsters more powerful than me... a thousand monsters, don't say three years, even if you gave me 30 years, I wouldn't necessarily be able to reach it. ”

“Humph, but because I'm using you as my carrier now, if you suddenly burp, I'll suffer too. Who else would care about your suicidal behavior? ”

“Didn't you have one?” Stupid dog demon laughed: “Boring self-esteem. ”

“Cut!”

The last step of the steps has gone far, in front of the shrine, where young rice witches are cleaning the courtyard. She clearly saw this hidden dog-night fork and frowned.

“Dog Night Fork, you're not dead yet.” Young witch indifferent: “Are you still dedicated to the shrine? ”

The dog night fork scattered a lot of ancient books on the ground behind the thing, “There's a thousand books here, you count them? The deal was a hundred copies, and I broke the deal, so I'll pay you back ten times. ”

“You…” the young witch opened her lips in surprise.

The dog fork came toward her at this point and said softly: “In the past three years, I have killed nine hundred and ninety-nine monsters, including even the general who abandoned my mother. Besides, do you still need that toad? That's why we first met. I didn't expect it to change its name over the years. It's called the Mage of Red, and it's a lot more powerful. But in the end, I killed him. That's nine hundred and ninety-nine monsters. ”

“Dog Night Fork...” The young witch seemed to realize what the half demon wanted to do next, and she panicked, “What are you going to do! ”

“Please let me stay with you, I will not leave you...”

Half a demon held the young witch so hard, "So… I am the thousand. ”

In the rice shrine, suddenly there was an extra stone statue. That was the dog god, guarding a teenager in the rice shrine who used to be a half demon...

Until the dog night fork slowly turned into a canine god stone statue in front of the shrine in the gentle eyes of the witch, the wind chase suddenly understood: this dream is not actually Nagato Crane, or Maggie, or the witch... this is actually the dog night fork's own dream.

Out of this dream, the Witch of the Early Rice Shrine no longer exists for the Dog Night Fork.

So he'd rather stay in this dream forever and never wake up.

……

Under the cherry blossom tree, Maggie slowly closed the book in her hand, popped all the external consciousness and completely sealed off the moonless world.

She snuggled in the healing wound, sleeping beside Alex, and slowly went to sleep.