119 118. Brown bear and mother and child.txt (2/2)

He was the one who kicked the fire bear, a man of suspicious appearance wearing a black hood and cape and a white mask.

For a mother and child, he was a benefactor who saved them from a dangerous situation.

But the fire bear wasn't dead yet, and with a roar of rage, he stood up.

He had been interrupted in his fun time of scaring the feeble human and then slowly torture him to death.

He had his own reasons to be angry, but the masked man laughed coldly.

'If you ran back and never attacked a human again, I would have considered letting you go.

The fire bear responds to the man's words by spitting fire.

Screams came from the mother and the boy, but they quickly disappeared.

Because he noticed that the golden light that surrounded the man's body was a wall, bouncing back the fire.

'Elves,'

As the man said this, many arrows of light appeared and flew to the fire bear.

Countless splashes of blood danced through the fur and muscle that should have easily repelled the iron weapon, easily piercing it.

''My light, cut through the darkness of the disaster and show the people hope. ......

The man murmured in a whisper.

The villagers, who had been watching from a distance as the fire bear was defeated, all cheered in unison.

''Oh, thank you so much for the danger.''

Her mother finally stands up and thanks her.

'This is part of my role.

What's your name?

Bartolomeus.

Val turns his back on the girls when he says his name.

'Ah, you are Master Bartolomeus!

As expected, Bartolomeus' name was known even in the small local village.

As he was about to leave, the boy stopped him and spoke to him.

'I want to be stronger!　Enough to protect my mom and sister!　What am I supposed to do!

Strength is gentleness. Gentleness is knowing your weakness. Remember to be weak and frustrated. Be kind to those who are weak. That's the first step to strength.

Stopping in his tracks, Val turned around and answered the boy gently.

'Be kind to the weak ......?'

”You were strong in trying to protect your mother and sister. A girl like you, trying to protect someone else, is going to be a great adult.

So, can you do it?

The boy looked anxious.

'You can do it,'

'Uh-huh!　I'll do my best!

The boy wiped the tears away with his sleeve and waved at the man's back as he left with a smile.