Chapter 0091

Chapter 0091

Chapter 18 The Birth of Dragon Sword Chapter 18 The Birth of Dragon Sword (6) I was able to understand the existence of such people in the time of Dragon Demon War. In those days there were those who betrayed human beings and crawled under the Dragon Demon King, and seriously believed that the Dragon Demon King was a living god.
But now why do such humans come into being? Azell found it difficult to understand.
Enora said.
"You really speak like a person who bought that era."
"Was not it supposed to be?"
"I did. Well. But then, Sir Azell is over 200 years old? Do you call me an elderly person? "
"I'd appreciate it in about 40 years."
Azell laughed.

9 Dragon, who is human but allowed to dwell in the Plains of Darkness King Worshiper, Black Inspector Duran remembers the day he became a great believer.
When a person is born, heaven and soul are determined. It does not matter how personality is or how powerful it is. The one who is born with the innocence is in a position to be able to take the burial of the trash that was born without being able to take off his original bridle even though he is capable.
Duran was the slave at the bottom of the absurd structure.
Of the seven kingdoms that rule the continent, only two countries have slavery. And the recognition of slavery there was indeed a ditch.
From the time of his childhood, Duran heard the sound of his grandeur and strength. I had more than one head over my peers and I could not afford to work hard.
As he grew up, all kinds of incidents got him naturally. I called him if I had to write a punch, so I later even taught martial arts a little bit to use it more effectively.
Still, Duran did not hurt. Because he knew that he was no less than a knight who learned Spirit Order, no matter how strong he was.
At the same time, Duran did not consider them to be great.
'They are scared of being strong.'
It was from learning martial arts that I became aware of it. From the moment they learned systematic techniques that they were monopolizing, a new world opened.
Duran had a natural qualification for martial arts. They grew more prominent than those who learn properly by teaching a little bit as if they were cheerful as they tried to get it.
Then Duran realized.
'They just have a lot to inherit.'
The same goes for martial arts and spirit orders. It can only be a great existence because it monopolizes knowledge. If they were given fairly to all, would they be able to maintain their superiority?
It would have been because of that mindset that I made a mistake.

Thank you What did your name say? '

I went out of the pavilion and threw myself into the master house lady who was attacked by the article. The escorting knights were dying without a thing, and if Duran had not fought while he was seriously wounded, she would have lost her life.
But Duran was put in a position to be punished, rather than receiving a reward.

'Touching the sword on the subject of slavery! I can not forgive! '

It was because Duran used the sword of the dead knight to knock down the object.
Slaves are not allowed to hold weapons. The limit that the owner allowed was about a stick.
Especially, even if you are killed because you touched with a black mistake, everyone seems to take it for granted. It was an unforgivable insult that knights who touch the sword as a symbol of honor touched a lowly slave.
It seemed ridiculous, but it was common sense in the place where Duran lived. Those with precious identities never regard slavery as the same person. To them, slavery was a cheap thing.
Duran was desperate. At that time, there was no choice. I could not fight with my bare hands, I could not defeat the situation with my body, I would have been executed because I was dying alone because I dared to die alone.

'This wicked thing! I taught you to the martial arts of your lowly man and I learned to steal the fencing without knowing the subject? "

It was unfair. I have never learned swordsmanship. I just remembered it when I learned one or two martial arts. It was able to defeat the thing with the sword which it grasps for the first time.
Duran looked at those who blamed herself for her face as though she had done her homicide, even though she had saved her daughter's life, and Duran thought that she would not be forgiven in her heart.

'Fucking kittens.'

Knights were the ones who fell far less than their first sword. Do they have something they did not do?
It was Duran's rescue, the lady of the house he saved.

'Forgive him.'

She pleaded with her father and forgave Duran's sin. Though he was not freed, he was sentenced to five years in prison for being unable to drink even water in the underground solitary for five days while his naked body was tied to a chain.
Since then, she has been interested in Duran.

'Duran, it does not look like a slave name.'

She took Duran as her servant.
But she was not a very good owner. I did hysterical things that were not so obvious, and obviously I did it to the people below.
Duran was also the target of the event. Then one day, as Duran was pounding on the whip, she acted like she did not even think about it.

'huh. I'd rather you'd compare it to that scumbag. "

After he broke up with the man he was dating, he dragged Duran into his bed as if he were doing his part.
Then Duran was 19 years old. But it was not my first experience. At this time, Duran was already a solid muscular resident with a height of over two meters and his face was cool and handsome, giving the women a strange eye.
After a frenzied night, she wanted Duran's body without trying.
Because she had a strong monopoly, she had to break her relationship with the women slaves who had been involved before. She could not abandon her foolishness and secretly seduced Duran, but the girl slave in her eyes was terrible.
But other than that, it did not change. I do not hesitate to pound with a whip and do not hesitate to say insulting words.
Duran embraced such a relationship. Not because it was good. There was no choice.
the problem is… The slave was a victim, but it was a bigger sinner than the perpetrator.

'You dare my daughter! I forgave those great sins and did not know the grace and touch my daughter? "

She conceived Duran's child.
It is a matter of course. If I do not have a child when I mix my body day and night, is not it any longer?
When this fact was revealed, the entire family was turned over. Duran went out to the courtyard with a bloody streak in the morning while he was working as a servant.
She was there. The words from her mouth, seeing Duran with tearful eyes, shattered Duran's mind, who lived without expecting anything more.

'Well, I was just throwing myself away and putting the job I saved for him, and the author … When the author does not have people's eyes, they force me to … It is. I was scared and could not speak to anyone … … . '

It was not Duran who did not say anything. Even though she did not go into her parents' ears, everyone in the lower part knew the situation. Perhaps the family would have noticed.
But it did not matter to them the truth. Duran was deserved to die just because she mixed her body with a lowly slave motive.
They said Duran had sinned too much to kill him finely. They beat him to the top of his head, spread salt on his wounds, and bound him with a chain to the dungeon. I was going to repeat it until the end of the day.
On the third day, Duran cursed his own stupidity, which did not commit suicide early. He could not die himself because his whole body was bound and his mouth was curled.
But on the fourth day, a miracle arose.
In the morning no one came to him. Instead I heard breeze and screaming outside.
What happened? I was curious, but there was nothing I could do about Duran, not just waiting for an upcoming death every now and then.
A Dragon Demon Race man appeared in front of him.

'They are really terrible. The manner in which the innocent is treated is such a thing, that it was killed too easily. "

His name was the son of Saibaine, the great Dragon Demon King Atein, who murdered the owner's family and rescued Duran.

The reason why Saibain knew about Duran's situation is simple. There were Dragon Demon King worshipers in the house.
Duran did not know, but among the slaves the faith of Dragon Demon King was quietly spread. The feeling that Duran felt while living was the soil that accepted that faith. The world oppressed the Dragon Demon King's faith as an unforgivable evil, but were not those who cried as such a collective of absurdity and evil?

'Human beings are equal. Inborn status is a deception of the wicked, and can not be a criterion for evaluating true worth. The Dragon Demon Race, which was born to be superior to human beings, is the true form of the world that only the human being stands on and presents the right path. "

At the end of the absurd life, Duran resolved to devote his life to the Dragon Demon King faith, who was willing to save himself.
Over 40 years have passed.
Duran is trying desperately to power raised the human Dragon Demon King of Darkness the worshippers'll rarely ever in the Plains allowed to respectability. Dragon Demon Race, born of precious blood, and Dragon Devil respectfully treated his force and achievements.
He has gone on countless battlefields. Every time I have killed so many lives.
There is no regret in the life of blood. To make the right world, one day the Great Savior will devote everything for the return day.
Because it was Duran, those who defended the absurd world and denied the great truth could not forgive.

10 In the world, the Dragon Demon King worshiper is an organization of zealots like demon worshipers. They believed in the Dragon Demon King and believed that he had died and disappeared and that he would return and correct the wrong world.
But that does not mean that everyone in the Dragon Demon King worship organization sympathizes. Dragon Demon King As the worshipers hid the truth and blended into the world, there were those who had other meanings in the meantime.
Naturally, Dragon Demon King worshipers do not forgive those. He finds out thoroughly and breaks the brutality brutally.
Duran has dismissed so many traitors that he could not count. So I looked at the traitor who was so horrible that he would rather die, but he did not show any inspiration.
Duran grabbed the traitor's neck and lifted it up and asked in an angry voice.
"Yuren, where is the wicked rebel who chose a sinful name?"