The Devil Tears: Lord of the Night
Arc 1 Chapter 5: Elizabeth's

...Elizabeth...

Ever since I was a child I have always lived with my mother, when I asked her where and who my father was to her, he just replied “Your father is someone great and he risked his life to save us from the monster “. My mother always told me about the story of – hero stories with the aim that I can imitate the actions of those who have always been fair and courageous.

My mother and I lived in the suburbs of Baden. A day – days in the house helps the mother as much as possible and occasionally go to the river to wait for the mother to come home from work. But when I was 10 years old one day, my mother never came back when she went around the forest to collect the medicinal plants that my mother sold in my shop, the guard said that it was likely that my mother was killed by a demon roaming the forest this new –.

Baden Forest is located 3 Km from the City and there are rarely monsters because the forest is always traversed by guard patrols so that when there is strangeness in the forest, there are no monsters, The City Warriors and the Hunters will deal with the monster. The difference between monsters and demons is that monsters always leave traces or – remnants of their victims, while demons rarely leave their bodies and traces of demons kill their victims.

Only this time there has been the appearance of the Devil in the forest of Baden since the last time 60 years ago and already 4 people who disappeared when going to the forest on this day.

A few months after that I alone could not find a job and it was very difficult to get food, I ended up being deceived by a syndicate of slave sellers by having – imingi they would take care of and feed me, but they hired me heavily and only gave me hard bread food once a day. They kidnap – kids raise him and sell him when they're about to grow up, they treat humans like cattle.

2 Years passed now I was living in the city of Elea, but when the war broke out, The city of Elea became the front line of the battle and the people who hired me decided to sell some children and they decided to sell me to an auction because of my unique hair and eyes.. My mother had blond hair and my mother said that I had the same eyes and hair as my father.

I tried to run away a few times but to no avail, being an auction slave that I heard was worse than staying here, they would infuse your body with a binding spell that made me start to despair. they beat me and didn't feed me as punishment for trying to escape.

One night I tried to run away while cleaning the warehouse but there was 1 person chasing me and when I reached a city ruins, the man pushed me to the ground, falling down, the man came and strangled me so that I would be unconscious, but when my consciousness was about to disappear the man let me go and started running towards the ruins of the building.

I can only sit back and remember my memories with my mother, even though our lives were full of hard work but my mother always took good care and loved me..

“Did you kill him? “ a boy – boy coming over.

“Not him just unconscious.“ After that, he was silent as if hesitating to ask something.

“You're coming with me?“

“Good.“

The boy was named Luciel but I called him Ciel because I didn't like to say long names like mine. He was a blacksmith and made all sorts of things.

In my vision Ciel was a determined child, working hard and always thinking positively and knowing what he was doing. When he showed me his teacher's sword, I imagined the stories of the heroes my mother always told me about. Then I started to play the sword that Ciel had lent out trying some moves like slashing and stabbing. When Ciel came back from downtown he told me that he was leaving town.

I've been feeling better and my feet have been good for walking and Ciel is a good kid he always helps me without even asking what – is about me, maybe this is my new start.

While on the road, Ciel explained how to live here and how I had to study and work hard to get what we wanted, he taught me to write, The language and the things that make me so grateful have shown me the breadth of the world and the many paths in this life.

But I realize that life is not that easy even though we have knowledge and expertise, it is meaningless if we are weak and everything is taken by the strong.

When the party entered the forest Ciel lent me his teacher's sword and when the 3 goblins ran towards us, I reflexively started running towards the goblin who came to me, the goblin began to point its knife towards my eyes and at that time the movement of the goblin seemed to slow down before my eyes, I shifted my head and thrust my sword towards the heart of the goblin.

Without me noticing I had killed the goblin, I saw my bloodied hands and felt my heart pounding – thumping with adrenaline and excited me.

Soon I heard Ciel's screams and rushed to help him, after which I ran towards the caravan guard and started killing the 2 goblins in front of me smoothly without me noticing, this feeling was like I was reborn. Yes if I am not strong, they will take what I have again like they took my mother and my freedom, I am determined, from this second I will be strong.

My chest was hot and I set foot on the ground and darted towards the goblin that jumped into a caravan guard.

SLASSH!

Quickly the goblin split in two and my heart pounded even tighter making me overjoyed.