The Little Devil of Sakaz Author: Xianyuji Summary: Everyone has a mother, but Sakaz is an exception. Even a lone dog can find its mother, but in ten sakazis there can be eleven orphans. As Sakaz, one of the few mothers in Sakaz, it was natural that the little devil Worm would become a mama's baby. It’s just that his mother seems to be a bit much. The demon king Theresa who awakened him is his mother, the pardoner Shining who took care of him is his mother, and the cold-faced regent Therese is also his mother... No, aunt. Mom doesn’t have to be a Lemuan is also a mother, Behemoth Yela is also a mother, Dr. Evil is also a mother. Mom doesn’t have to be a special pioneer Kristen is also a mother, so is Ines the Potato, and so is Froststar the White Rabbit. In short, it seems that everyone older than the little devil who is only 16 years old is a mother.
Wait, you ask Kelsey?It's the old woman pinching. Demon King Xiaowumu and the nearby banshee In the year 1092 of the Terra Calendar, Rem Billiton was where the unnamed land speeder was stationed. "We're all back. Take off your mask and get some air, Worm." The young succubus was chatting with her partner, with a very relaxed expression on her face. It was indeed time to relax. They eliminated nearby bandits and pursuers who might interfere with the assembly of the ship. They completed all tasks perfectly, protected those who should be protected, and brought back many most of the credit goes to his companions, he also played a very supportive role and fulfilled his duties as a minister. "What are you thinking?" Finding that the face was showing a very familiar stern expression, used to hide the uneasy expression in his heart, he guessed the reason in a flash of his mind, and then patted his shoulder lightly. "What you did this time was superb. His Highness will not be stingy in praising you." "Really... I take your good advice, logos." Worm looked at his friend and thanked him for the comfort, but felt no joy from it. "Huh? Stop being so straight-faced and smile." logos raised his arm and gave him a slight slap, then retracted his movements to greet the visitor with an elegant gesture. "Good day, Your Highness Theresia." A Sakaz woman with long pink-white hair as beautiful as peach blossoms passed by with two "consultants" of the same sex. She stopped when she heard the greeting from logos and responded to him with a smile. "Did you just come back from a mission, logos? Thank you for your hard work." "This is what I should do, Your Highness." logos didn't talk much and was ready to leave the topic to his companions. "My king."
Looking at the young man in front of her who was bowing to her in the royal court of Isakaz, she responded. Then she seemed to notice something and raised her right hand in front of her. "Theresia, the meeting we have planned is about to begin." The hooded woman following her suddenly reminded her. "Ah...well, I understand, Doctor. Worm, thank you for everything you have done for Kazdel and Sarkaz." She took her hand back, expressed her gratitude, and left in a hurry. "..." Looking at her leaving back, young Sakaz remained silent for a long time. "Tsk, the doctor really likes to interrupt. His Highness was just about to smooth your hair." logos is very dissatisfied with the doctor who ruined the good plan. "It doesn't matter. Her job is far more important than this little thing." Worm raised his hand holding the mask and wanted to put it on when his companion suddenly stretched out his hand and pushed back the strand of pink hair scattered on his forehead. "logos?" "What's wrong? You are our little devil, Worm. Your appearance cannot be compared to that of a banshee like me." The young banshee had a noticeable smile on her face, as if she had done something very important. "Thank you." He thanked his friend and put on his pale mask again. "If you want to thank me, treat me to a barbecue tonight. Grilled scales are fine. Even if it's not good, the feathered beast can accept it. Rem Billiton is either canned radish or canned vegetables. How did those rabbits get used to it?" "Who knows." After talking about their respective opinions on Rem Billiton, the two left side by side. "See you tomorrow, Worm." "……Um." Returning to his room in the ship, he placed the mask and sword neatly on the table. Worm sat in front of the table, looking at the face in the mirror that was similar to his king, and then closed his eyes. like a statue. After a long time, he stood up again, without the mask or sword, ready to go outside for some fresh air. The cabin of the ship is too small and stuffy. "The hero is about to set off and go to a distant place to find answers~" A soft humming sound floated out from a ward, and the familiar tune called out the emotions that existed in Sakaz's blood. "How determined his steps are and how great his dreams are~..." The fingertips gently tapped the cool wall in rhythm.
"The rising sun illuminates the road..." He leaned against the wall, his fingertips hanging down by his side, gently embellishing the beat. "Crown him~ and stay by his side~." The singing stopped and the sound of conversation filled the room. "This is the end of the sleep song, Amiya, it's time to go to sleep." "..." When she came outside and looked at the bright corridor, she sighed softly and left alone. - "I knew you were here." A familiar voice sounded behind him. Worm tilted his head and handed over a bottle of soda. "Here, it's orange flavored, chilled." "I don't like this kind of drink. I drink it when I'm short of water and the more I drink it, the more I drink it. But it's also a good drink to use as a celebration in your spare time. It's much better than that wine. Well, it's even better when compared to blood. " The banshee was talking to herself, as if she didn't care whether her friend wanted to hear what he said. "Oh!" The can of drink that Worm opened made a muffled sound as a large amount of foam spurted out from the small oval mouth and fell on the back of his hand. "It seems I'll bring it here on foot next time." He raised his drink and touched it with his friend's. "Celebrate another victory, my little devil." "Thank you for fighting alongside me, logos. My banshee." Worm raised his drink and took a sip. Not to be outdone, the banshee raised the drink and drank it like a booze. "Ahem... As expected, it still doesn't taste good. Let's change the water next time. Do you still remember the bet we made when we competed? You can just drink that large glass of water..." He was getting excited when he saw Worm staring at him. "what happened?" The slender body of the banshee seemed to be covered with a silver gauze under the reflection of the moonlight. Her usually handsome face looked even softer at this moment. Because she drank eagerly, the drink she accidentally spilled dripped and rubbed on her fair skin. The slender throat disappeared all the way into the collar. That water mark is extremely clear and eye-catching under the white moon. "If you don't like drinking, you don't have to go out of your way to drink with me." The young Sakaz stretched out his hand to lift the banshee's head, rubbed it slightly with his thumb, and wiped away the water mark for him.
"This is our trophy. There is no way we can leave it all to you." "... Then get something else next time. I remember there is a box of red wine." Worm drank the rest of his drink and thought about the loot he had found when he searched the camp after the battle. "You're only fifteen, Worm, drink now...my mother won't let me go. You didn't mean to say that to get back at me for giving away your drink." "No. It's time for us to learn to drink too." After all, some sakaz started drinking to keep away the cold as early as six years old. "That's true...but it's better to try it lightly. If you get drunk, I won't be able to stop you." As a friend and partner for many years, logos knows his strength clearly. The number of people on this ship who could suppress him could be counted on one hand. If he was caught drunk and causing trouble, he would inevitably suffer the consequences. It is a trivial matter to suffer hardship, but if Worm is implicated in this, his past efforts may be in vain. His Highness's attitude towards him... "You won't get drunk. You can't get drunk either." "Yes, how could the king be drunk?" Holding on to the railing and looking at the white moon in the sky, Logos missed the time when they were together before. That... when Kazdaele was not yet divided. 02. Theresia wants to be a good mother "Theresia, I am Theresia." On the ancient altar, the hero of Sakaz stretched out his hand to the young child, who was only three years old. Not caring about the dirt on his body caused by the broken egg, he knelt down and put his own coat on him. "Trea...Thea..." He babbled and read her name stumblingly. The hero of Sarkaz, the man with the beautiful colors smiled. "Worm. You are worm (warmth)." She gave the vessel of coldness a name that was diametrically opposed to his essence. "Worm..." "Yes, Worm." He still remembers that scene. Of course Theresia would not forget, after all, it was she who chose to let that child be born. "Worm..." The Sakaz woman who was lying on the table straightened up, rubbed her shoulders that were stiff due to sleepiness, and then let out a soft sigh.
She originally wanted the child to have a childhood like ordinary children. She didn't want it to be beautiful or perfect, as long as it could be lived in peace and tranquility. They drove away the foreign enemies of Kazdare, and gathered many Sakaz who had lost their homes and were wandering on this land. Everything was originally developing for the better, but it turned out to be what it is now. The original wish for him to grow up in peace was naturally shattered. Not only did she not bring him the peaceful scene she had described, but she dragged a child less than ten years old into a battlefield, a war where she raised a sword against her own people. "My schedule seems pretty free today..."