In a remote area of ​​Demacia, there is a small town called Owendale located under the icy mountains of Freljord.

This is a small town in Demacia that is mainly devoted to farming and hunting.

It's May, and we're entering the scorching summer, but Owendale is still cold. Freljord is covered in ice and snow all year round, and even though the mountains block the wind and snow, the temperature around Owendale is also affected by Freljord.

The influence of cold air.

"I'm back here again!"

During the day, Owendale is very lively, with groups of people working as farmers, or hunters carrying longbows and holding silver knives.

Although this farming town is small, the people live a very prosperous life.

In the crowd, a little girl carrying a small round shield, a big hammer hanging on top of the small shield, and a small bag tied around her waist quickened her pace and ran into Irwindale quickly.

small town.

"The last time I came here, I remember I killed a few barbarians and two wyverns here."

"This time, I hope I won't run into any more trouble."

Poppy whispered as he rushed into the town of Owendale eagerly. Along the way, people who were occasionally helped by Poppy said that Owendale had discovered the legendary demon slayer.

The people of Owendale also made a large statue of this great demon slayer. Although he never left his name when doing good deeds, and did not ask for reward from the people he helped. But he was just and principled.

How could Demacians forget the achievements of this hero?

Someone has to remember this hero, and the townspeople of Owendale intend to pass on this story.

This is a great Demacian!

This incident made Poppy excited, she could finally find the demon slayer.

For a long time, Poppy traveled around the territory of Demacia, occasionally returning to Bandle City twice. When he appeared again, he began to pursue the demon slayer again.

She traveled to every corner of Demacia, and even walked through a remote ravine where only a few families lived. But even so, she had only heard the story of the Demon Slayer.

The powerful demon slayer easily killed the gangsters, easily killed the bipedal dragon, and easily smashed the dragon eagle to death.

He was so famous outside of Demacia, and people spread his stories word of mouth. He made Poppy yearn for him.

And Poppy also changed his target to this legendary demon slayer.

He will definitely inherit Oren's hammer, Bobby thought.

It's just that I ran too slow and my legs were too short.

Every time it was one step away, every time I went to a small town, I could only hear the story of the Demon Slayer. It was as if he was always ahead of Poppy, and he was teasing himself in a bad way.

He is always only one step ahead of himself, leaving only the achievements that people say about him.

Even Poppy feels that this little game is a bit long.

And it can make the yordles who forget time feel that time is long

Poppy was walking in the crowded crowd. Being short in stature, she could clearly see the situation in front of her, so she could only follow the crowd blindly like a headless fly.

The place with the most people must be the place where the Demon Slayer celebration is held.

Bobby thought this way.

"Hey little man, what are you?"

Until Bobby reached the relatively open center of Owendale Square, the place was already overcrowded, and several people were drunk during the day.

The big man noticed Bobby walking among the crowd, so one of them held up a wine glass and looked at Bobby drunkenly, and it was he who stopped Bobby, and he said again: "I said, are you a

Hammer?"

Poppy, who was being questioned, quickly ran forward, then raised his head and looked at the tall Demacian man, and replied politely: "I am not a hammer, I am a yordle holding a hammer."

"Yordels?" He repeated blankly, then looked at his partner and asked loudly: "Who is that person?"

"I don't know!" the chubby and red-faced companion immediately replied.

"I said, why are you carrying such a big hammer?" Another thin man was not drunk. He looked more sober than the two of them. He was looking at Bobby curiously: "It looks very heavy.

The way it looks.”

"It is very heavy." Poppy replied, but there is another sentence hidden deep in my heart that is very heavy for you.

"You don't look like one of us here. What brings you to Irwindale?"

"I'm looking for the legendary Demon Slayer. I heard you've seen him before?"

"Demon slayer?" The man who spoke first burped. He raised his glass and bent down to look at Bobby. He laughed twice and then said loudly: "Then you are really in the right place, little one.

Tall."

Standing up and pointing to the colorful streamers hanging around the square, the drunken man said loudly: "The Demon Slayer saved me. He is a powerful man."

"Really? Have you ever seen him?" Bobby heard this and was excited. He held his fists on both sides and asked on tiptoe: "Can you tell me what he looks like?"

"Look? I didn't see this clearly." He shook his head in shame, and then said: "I was attacked by a wild boar when I was hunting. I could only climb a tree, but that damn big wild boar refused to let me go.

, Oh my god, you can’t imagine how dangerous that scene was. It actually broke the big tree three times, and then I fell down, and then, I passed out."

Recalling this dangerous experience, he continued with lingering fear: "I thought I was dead at the time, but I didn't die. I fell to the ground. My head hurt and I couldn't see anything. But

I still heard the sound of fighting. I heard the sound of bones being broken and I heard the howling of wild boars."

"He is so powerful!"

"During the last moments of my coma, I also listened to his voice. He seemed to be standing next to me gently, asking me if I was okay."

The drunk man's face showed an expression of admiration and admiration at this moment, and he continued: "His voice is so low, but so powerful."

Although she didn't know the demon slayer's appearance, Poppy had already gotten used to it over the years. She didn't know how many people she had asked about it, but the only answer she got was that they couldn't clearly see his appearance.

However, no matter how many times he asks, every time Poppy hears the story of the Demon Slayer, Poppy's blood will surge.

What a selfless and powerful man this is!

He will definitely pass the test and inherit Oren's weapons!

On the side, a chubby man with a red face smiled and said: "Yes, my goats were also rescued by him. One day when I went to the sheepfold to feed the sheep, I saw two bipedal dragon corpses outside the sheepfold. What if,

If it hadn't been for him, all my sheep would have died. You all know how cruel the wyverns are."

"Are you telling the story of the Demon Slayer?"

On the side, a passing girl asked curiously.

"Hey, have you seen him too?" the drunk man asked loudly.

"I have never met him, but I have heard his story!" The girl immediately explained excitedly: "My father is a businessman. He once encountered a robber while transporting goods. It was he who killed the robber and saved his life.

My father."

The thin man listened to these stories and raised his glass with laughter: "Cheers to the Demon Slayer!"

"cheers!"

Bobby stood at the feet of several people and raised his head excitedly.

marvelous

This, this should be the closest she gets to this hero!

In this small town, maybe you can really find the legendary demon slayer!

Thinking of this, Bobby picked up his luggage and ran away quickly.

She wants to find a location closest to the celebration!

Otherwise, the tall Demacians will block the Yodles' sight!

Hero, hero!
Chapter completed!