"No wonder the protagonists in anime are always high school students. The thoughts of young teenagers are so imaginative." - Baby, come back and become a hero when you grow up.

Ned and Xiaofen's relationship was finally known by humans, causing quite a stir in the city.

My husband and I patiently chatted with them for a long time, finally making Ned understand that having a romantic partner is not as simple as playing house. Also, because Bonare Grandma has passed away, the method of making the blood ring has also been lost. Our blood rings are the last pair.

Leya and Wolfrang's relationship became quite tense because the werewolves found out that their leader had fallen in love with a succubus. Wolfrang is now feeling torn. The succubi also found out that Wolfrang had fallen in love with Leya, but they were delighted because now they can finally stop feeling afraid in front of the werewolves.

During this period, the topic of conversation for everyone was, "Can humans and succubi have children?" "Do you know that the werewolf likes Leya?" "Stay away from succubi. Even Wolfrang has been seduced by the White Queen." "The werewolves are finished. The succubi will be in charge from now on."

But if we were to conduct a public opinion poll and ask men to choose between Medusa and succubi, still no one would choose Medusa. My level of eccentricity remains unmatched.

Ned's diarrhea and lovesickness have been cured, and he no longer goes crazy every day. He now helps me with some tasks that he is capable of, and Xiaofen is not as infatuated with him as before. However, she often goes to see Sasa and listens to my wife boasting about how she charmed me in the beginning.

After a rush of work, all the houses were completed before the first snowfall, but due to time constraints, they were all made of wood. Thanks to Medusa's help in hunting, the food reserves were also ample. All the living cows, horses, and sheep were kept as breeding stock to be bred in the spring. People's faces were relieved, but Simmon and I still felt tense. There are only two months left until spring, and spring means the kingdom's offensive.

I thought this winter would pass peacefully, but there was still a small interruption.

"Raul, you better come out and see."

"What's going on?"

"Um... there's a human who wants to kill you."

"Oh?"

I was being wrapped up like a mummy by Sasa when I heard this, so I patted her and hurriedly went out to see what was going on.

"Husband, why are you going out? It's probably just another adventurer..."

"I just want to see which adventurer is foolish enough to not stay home during winter."

Of course, I regretted not listening to my wife as soon as I left Wolfrang's house. It was so cold that my scalp felt like it was cracking.

Stomping my feet, I quickly adapted to the dry cold weather and followed Wolfrang to the main street in front of the house. There was a person wearing a cotton coat blindfolded and tied up, struggling on the snowy ground like a fish out of water.

"I'm going to kill you, Raul!"

That's roughly what he shouted.

"Wolfrang, what's going on with this person?"

"Well, this morning my brother found this guy sleeping in the woods while patrolling. Since we didn't know if he was a wizard from the kingdom, we just brought him here. But he keeps saying he wants to kill you, so we called you to take a look."

"There are too many people who want to kill me. I can't be bothered with each one."

"Should we execute or release this person?"

"Let's take off the blindfold first. Also, what's the point of blindfolding him? It would be better to gag him. It's too early in the morning, and he's making a lot of noise here."

Wolfrang walked over and pulled off the black cloth that covered his eyes, stuffing it into his mouth.

"Big brother, if you gag him, how am I supposed to talk to him..."

"What exactly do you want me to do?!"

"Fine, take him to Simmon's place, I'll have a chat with him."

Finally, Wolfrang carried the spring roll-shaped unidentified adventurer on his shoulders and took him to the newly-built bar.

All the newly constructed houses were bungalows, except for the bar. Simmon insisted on preserving the original style of the Night Fall Town bar. When he left, Simmon even took down the signboard with a sculpted bottle pattern, no one was more sentimental about Night Fall Town than Simmon. However, the bar now only served the alcohol invented by someone like Werewolf Dumdum.

"Let me go!"

The young boy shouted at me with a childish expression, as if we were all kidnappers.

"Simmon, should we let him go?"

"Let him go, he can't use magic."

"He still has a sword, even though it's a toy to me, it's enough to kill you guys."

The current situation was a trial with me, Simmon, and Wolfrang.

"Wolfrang, he's just a child."

"You're right."

"I think he couldn't run faster than my bullets."

After being untied by Simmon, this guy actually pushed Simmon down!

By "pushed down," I mean he used his hand to push Simmon and made him sit on the ground, not that he had ♂with Simmon.

"Give me back my sword, I'm going to kill Raul!"

The young boy had golden curly hair. Compared to my messy hair, he couldn't be any more handsome.

"Hey, apologize to me."

"What?"

"Apologize to him, didn't you hear?" I pointed at Simmon, who had just stood up from the ground.

"Why? You are all bad people who help Raul."

"I told you to apologize!"

I finally got angry. It's been a while since I've seen such a little brat who thinks he's the protagonist. The bullet in the gun hit the ceiling, and Wolfrang used his claws to fan away the lingering smoke.

"Raul, that ceiling was wallpapered just the day before yesterday..."

"Sorry, Simmon."

"Are you Raul?"

This time, the young boy got angry. He stared at me and shook his head.

"You can't be Raul."

"Huh?"

"How could Raul be someone like you?"

"Why can't I be?"

"Raul is, he is..."

The young boy got stuck for a moment. I suddenly found it funny and sat down, asking him what Raul should be like. The boy's description made me realize that the money spent on spreading rumors was well worth it. The rumors about me among the people of Kingdom Inslay have completely detached from reality. There are probably two versions.

In "Rumor Ver.1," Raul is not human but the incarnation of the Dark God. He finds pleasure in killing and can control the thoughts of monsters and humans. He can make bullets come out of his five fingers using magic. He obtained the power of the Dark God at the cost of one eye, and wherever he goes, plants wither, and miasma spreads. Those who look at him can see the dark aura behind him and will fall into madness. Furthermore, his magical power is extremely strong, and only members of the Magic Council in the kingdom can contend with him.

"Rumors Ver.2" is slightly more credible. I am described as a mysterious magician from a country called the "Dark Death Realm," but the kingdom's magical calculator cannot detect my magic power. I can control the thoughts of humans and monsters and compel them to fight for me. I have two handguns that can shoot bullets continuously - one silver-white called "Lightning" and one black-iron called "Night." It is said that these two guns can penetrate any magical barrier and absorb the souls of the dead to increase their power. I can also change the weather and defeated the vanguard army with a sudden downpour. And so on and so forth...

"Oh my..."

This was the only exclamation I made after listening to the boy's story.

This is too unbelievable, right? Isn't there a single atheist in the entire Kingdom of Inslay? And why give my guns such cheesy names? "Lightning" and "Night" are not cute at all. Why not call them "Little White" and "Little Black"? Oh, and what's with the withering vegetation and the pervasive miasma wherever I go? And that dark aura behind me, hey, director, can you please stop adding special effects for me?

It is evident that this boy has been poisoned by the first version of the rumors. Wolfrang was about to laugh out loud, and Simmon was shaking his head. How should I put it? What should I do to make this boy believe that I am "Great Demon Lord Raul"?

"Hey, kid, why do you want to kill this person named Raul?"

"Because he is a bad person."

"How did he become bad?"

"He killed many people! And he is with the monsters!"

Speaking of monsters, the boy glared at Wolfrang.

"What does that have to do with you?"

"It does matter! I want to protect my homeland and my friends!"

"So, you came to such a dangerous place alone to kill Raul?"

"I am already a man."

To be honest, it was somewhat funny to see a kid who had just started growing facial hair declaring himself a man. And this "man" was still using a non-standard issue sword that made his stomach growl when he spoke.

"Oh, so you want to kill someone with a... um, sword. Yes, this sword?"

"No, this is not for killing."

"Then what is it for? Aren't you trying to kill that man named Raul?"

"No, I am doing something great! I am protecting everyone!"

"Something great? In other words, killing."

"Don't compare me to you guys!"

This kid, constantly annoying with his protagonist lines, was making me lose my patience. Although I admired his determination to come here on foot without riding a horse and his courage to face the burly werewolf without fear, I couldn't engage in a realistic conversation with him. Just by looking at his current grandiose behavior, it was clear that he hadn't understood his own position. You are in our hands now, young man...

Guarding family and friends, every time I hear the resonant voice utter similar words, I feel nothing. Not to mention you, even with two guns, I couldn't protect Sasha. As I used to joke before, "You say you can even lose a pen while going to school... if you can't even protect a pen, who do you want to protect?"

I stopped arguing with him, but I had a very wrong idea - fighting fire with fire. This ignorant little brat, who doesn't understand the cruelty of reality, may be dealt with more effectively by his peers.

"Wait, I'll go find Lulu and bring her over."

"Hasn't Lulu woken up yet?"

"It's already past eight, she should be up by now."

Lulu is definitely younger than this boy, she should be around twelve or thirteen years old. She has been staying in the big house we built for the witch these days. Although it's not a luxurious mansion, at least there is a fireplace.

But when I brought Lulu to the bar, the boy was shouting loudly at Simmon, while Simmon was calmly trying to persuade him to go back home.

I expected these two kids to have a heated argument, but I didn't expect what would happen when Lulu joined the fight.

The focus of the argument between the eighteen-year-old boy and the thirteen-year-old girl was twofold.

One: Is Brother Raul a good person?

Two: Are the people of the kingdom bad people?

The argument was mainly based on shouting, each side insisting on their own opinion, trying to outdo each other in the volume of their voices.

However, the boy couldn't resist making the first move, and he pushed Lulu down...

Again, I want to clarify that when I say "pushed down", I mean that the boy simply pushed Lulu down and she fell to the floor, not that he pushed her down and then did something to her.

"Stay away from me! You dirty witch!"

The boy left these words for Lulu, who was lying on the ground.

Simmon frowned, Wolfrang stood up, and me?

When I kicked the boy in the stomach, it felt soft and weak.

"Damn!"

That's the curse I left for the boy lying on the ground, each word clear.

Dare to touch the little girl Lulu? Hey hey, have some decency.