Ines still remembered that when the other party came, his body was still stained with a lot of blood. He must have just killed someone. but…… He certainly had that look in his eyes. His shadow did not lie. The child in front of Ines was really like a blank piece of paper. No, that's not quite the right should be said that it is a brand new report, with the behavior left by others imprinted in extremely regular handwriting, but other than that, the rest of the page is spotless. Such a report is so pleasing to the eye. That encounter was very brief. After the other party discovered her, a white-haired pardoner with white horns came out of nowhere and stood in front of the child. She didn't even notice the other party. Later, she learned the child's name and title. The little devil of Sakaz, Worm. "How is your Highness? He works the hardest during the daytime battles."
Ines sat in front of the tent and looked at the white figure coming out, Hedley's voice sounded from the side. "It looks like nothing is wrong. If something happened to His Highness, W would shout louder than us." Ines' eyes kept following the shadow. She probably understood why those Sakaz who had been to the Tower of Babel could not forget Theresa. Because it is rare for a ray of light to appear in a gloomy life, you will naturally feel that you should cherish it. Ines likes to observe Worm's shadow, understand its changes, and understand the changes of its owner, which can release her accumulated stress. "That's good. Well, His Highness seems to be holding an award ceremony." "……bad habit." "what?" Hedley was thinking about whether the supplies were enough, and Ines's whisper at the side interrupted his thoughts for a moment. But no matter what, the award ceremony was held. In front of Worm's tent, everyone gathered again and saw Worm standing in front of them, covered in fire. "Simon, thank you for fighting for your countrymen." Although it is a commendation ceremony, there is not much that can be given to these were no gorgeous medals, no mysterious treasures. What fell into the hands of the Blood Demon was only a jar of well-packaged candies and a wood-carved badge that could be described as a simple piece of this can be considered a badge, then any candy wrapper is several times better than it. "All acts of honor are done for you." The Blood Demon didn't pay attention, he still accepted it and saluted. But the reward given by Worm was not over yet. Under the horrified gaze of the Blood Demon and the frightened gazes of the people around him, he cut his wrist and the blood flowed down into a glass bottle he found. "Your Highness!" Simon was stunned, why would Worm do this?
"I have nothing to give you, Simon. But a blood demon said that my blood tastes good. So, I give this blood to you." The only reward Worm could think of to give to the blood demon was the blood that Warfarin highly praised. Since the blood demon likes to taste blood, then such a reward is more reasonable. "Your Highness..." Looking at the face of the young man in front of him and the blood lines that have not yet healed, the glass bottle in Simon's hand reflects the cool touch, and the swaying fluctuations of the blood reflect the blood demon's twisted life. "Try it, Simon, it may suit your taste. I hope you can still fight for your compatriots in the future." The Blood Demon dropped the etiquette he had maintained before. "Simon, I am willing to fight for you." For a king to be willing to share his own blood with a blood-thirsty waiter, this would not happen in the blood demon noble as the Blood Demon Lord, he was the only one who drank the blood of everyone in his long career without letting his own blood fall into the mouth of any Blood Demon lower than himself. Now, the demon king he chose to follow was actually willing to give his precious blood to an ordinary blood demon, and he was willing to believe that this blood demon would fight for his fellow Sakaz. How naive! But ah... but…… The Blood Demon used magic to imprint the wooden medal on his clothes as a place of honor, and placed it on top of the Royal Court Medal that Lord Blood Demon gave him as an honor before he left Kazdaele. "I would die for you." On this land, there are many people who can suppress the stubborn Blood Demon with force and turn them into slaves, but there are not many people who can win the twisted Blood Demon's sincere surrender. 28. Everybody loves Worm Simon the Bloodlord received the reward he was content with. The place Worm stopped next was the scavenger's position. "Norton. Thank you for fighting alongside me and our people. Your martial prowess is worthy of your reputation as a scavenger." Still a jar of candy and a wooden medal. "Your Highness, your body is the most important thing. Please don't do what you did just now. It is my greatest honor to fight for you." The Scavenger was so huge that he had to kneel down on one knee to let Worm touch his head. Two fingers were about the same size as Worm's palm. He blocked Worm's hand that seemed to be cutting flesh. Although he is a scavenger, he will not let his superiors cut his own flesh as a reward just because of his lust for words. "Rewards are a must. It's about respecting the warrior." "No...you don't have to be like this. Your Highness...the medal is the best reward for me." He pinched the wood chip medal, trying to prove that he was satisfied.
"..." Worm looked at the scavenger warrior in front of him and thought for a moment. "There's always something to give." The scavenger's raised hand stopped in mid-air, not daring to move. The huge scavenger is like a little giant. Worm can only hug him when he squats down. "My succubus friend said that if you don't know what to give your friend, give him a hug." "I can't give you a military rank, an official position, or an army. I can only give you a hug... I hope you don't mind, Norton, my friend." "Mind... No, Your Highness, how could I mind." Hugs...when was the last time you got a hug? Norton has long since forgotten. In the life of a scavenger, there is very little family affection, only the life-and-death friendship between comrades. He remembered that he seemed to have had a child. The little guy was small and fragile, not like a scavenger born during the war, as if a wind could take his little life away. His children are lively and at odds with the corrupting death of the Scavenger army, but no one dislikes this air of liveliness. This is a symbol of life, something they seek and protect. But as he said, his child is too fragile, and a gust of wind can take his little life away from this land. He forgot which siege or raid it was. When the dust settled, he was the only one only thing he remembered was the commander's order and his answer. The person who hugged him for the last time has stayed on that day forever. Now, Worm's hug has triggered his remaining memories of family affection. This is bad, it will make the scavenger's reaction slow and weak... "Your Highness..." "If you need it, Norton, I can hug you after the battle or when we meet on weekdays. Like a friend." Worm's words seemed to be a matter of course. They should hug each other and talk after the battle or the next time they met. "...Yes, sir." Leaving the scavengers, there are many Sakaz mercenaries who have been waiting. "Your Highness... that... I, I too..." Sakaz, who was used to seeing life and death as a mercenary and killed without blinking an eye, was now shy about what he wanted to say. "A hug? Of course, my friend, my compatriot, my warrior." "Then I too..."
"Your Highness, can I do that too?" Worm responded one by one, handed the rewards he prepared to these Sakaz, and then hugged them. "Woo, Worm..." The dull sound of mud rock came from under the helmet. People who didn't know her might think that the big white man was Worm could feel that under this armor, Mud Rock's emotions were full of excitement and shyness. "Thank you for your help, Mudstone, my friends." Worm still gave her a the emotion in Mud Rock's response became a little disappointing. Worm didn't know why, so he hugged her again. "Thank you... Worm..." Behind Mudrock was Taylor. This Sakaz was injured again, but he looked very active and it didn't seem to affect his health. "Thank you, Your Majesty Worm." Mudrock's team was the first to follow Worm, and they spent more time with Worm than other Sakaz. After rescuing teammates, teaching spells, and other incidents, they sincerely liked the new king of Sarkaz. They cheered for receiving Worm's reward and celebrated for receiving Worm's hug. Then Worm came to the ranks of civilians. In this battle, they helped a lot and greatly eased the pressure on the Sakaz mercenaries. When hugging Worm, they were more nervous than the Sarkaz mercenaries, and their feedback was also young Sakaz were very shy, as if they were timid for a hug from such an adult; but the older Sakaz showed smiles, and they somewhat liked this outstanding child. "Well, big brother, big brother, we can help too!" At the end of the line were the were not in the team at first. After all, this was a commendation ceremony for warriors, and they were still children. But after the new round of link building triggered by Worm's hug was completed, they also came here to queue up in excitement. Perhaps it was the children's nature of loving fun, or perhaps they could also feel the "sense of honor." . "Thank you for your help, my friend, my countryman, my warrior." The first person standing was a little boy, slightly shorter than Worm, very strong and this battle, he even knocked over a rusty hammer that broke in and tried to attack him, using an iron pot he got from the carriage. "Haha! I have a medal too!" He happily held up the small wood chip medal and shouted. They did not understand war or the meaning of fighting, but they were happy and proud because they survived the danger, because of the joint efforts of everyone in the team, and because they also played a role. Wurm walked up and down, leaving a trail of happy cheers behind him. The last one was a little girl. Worm remembered her appearance very clearly. Her eyes were shining like two stars that night. "Brother Worm... that... this is for you." She took out a wreath from behind, and the flowers on it were still fresh. She was timid, maybe excited. "Why give it to me?"
Worm didn't understand, but he still knelt down and lowered his head so that she could put the wreath on his head. "Everyone said that it was Brother Worm who saved us so that we could have enough to eat." "Those fierce-looking uncles say that Brother Worm is the Demon King of Sakaz. I don't know what the Demon King is, but I know Sakaz, and I am Sakaz... Then, His Majesty the Demon King must be right. Sakaz is a particularly nice person.” "So, Brother Worm is also my Demon King!" "..." The girl's voice was not loud, but everyone present could hear it clearly.