His name is Tharos, the son of Idihara, the grandson of Oohsid.
Saros lived in no fixed place since he was a child, and traveled with his father and brother. He did not know who his mother was, and he had never met her.
Since his father passed away when he was very young, since Saros had a memory, his elder brother took on the burden of the family, protecting him and taking care of him just like his parents.
The elder brother is not a very strong person. His physical fitness is very poor, and he has been frail and sick since he was a child.
In the Aden family, such physical fitness is very rare.
But Saros respects and loves his brother very much, because it is he who is frail and sickly, and tries his best to raise him up.
Although life was not easy, it could even be called poverty, but Saros missed that time very much.
Recalling his childhood, what Saros remembers most is not hardship, but warmth.
The years of living with his brother are the most precious treasure of Saros.
"chirp!"
In the jungle, two arrows hit the eyes of a red lion with a bright red mane.
It is called Silvermane in winter, but in summer, people call it Red Curly, which is a very ferocious, overlord-level ferocious monster that stands at the top of almost all monsters.
But now, it struggles and whines, because its eyes are pierced, it has no sense of direction, and it can only rampage.
Saros stood on a tree, he completely hid his breath.
Until Chikui fell to the ground, completely lost his movement.
"Too stupid."
The boy who was only 13 years old drew a long bow that was taller than himself - he could see through Chi Curly at a glance that he was pretending to be dead.
"Tweet!"
So, there are two more arrows, and the position is exactly where the previous two arrows are.
They hit the back end of the previous arrow, shattered it, and stabbed into the eyes of the red curls that fell to the ground once again.
"Roar!!"
The painful whine broke out again, its plot was seen through, and the young man had no idea of confronting him at all.
He has time, and as a hunter, the most important thing is patience.
"Come on."
"Look at me and you," the boy said to himself, "who will die first."
The boy can't eat, let alone move. He will neither let Chi Kui smell it, nor let him hear too loud noises. With his understanding of Chi Kui, even if the arrow really pierces it. Without his brain, Chikui would not be able to die at all.
In the end, there was no accident. Under his careful layout, Chikui died completely.
The boy, on the other hand, peeled off Chicurly's fur and took him back to the village where he lived with his brother, like a hero, a destined extraordinary fellow who can only be sung by bards.
"Red Curly!"
"It's really a red curly!"
"Saros, Saros hit the red curl!!"
Unbelievable, but taking it for granted, Saros is only 9 years old, but he has already become the best hunter in this mountain village.
"Saros!!!"
"Celebrate, we must celebrate, this is the legendary Chikui that only great heroes can defeat!"
The boy was the hottest genius in the village, and now he just did what his identity and ability should do, but he was welcomed and admired by everyone.
If only one person is strong, it is a strong man, but not a hero.
Saros was young, but he already had the demeanor of some leaders. He often helps villagers in difficulty. Every winter, Saros always takes out his hunting income so that they can spend the winter with peace of mind.
Over time, the 13-year-old boy has become the most authoritative person in the mountain village. Everyone trusts and relies on him.
"Brother! Brother, I'm back!"
Saros has a very close relationship with his brother. He hunts red curly because he heard that the red mane of the red curly in summer can improve people's physical fitness.
For this set of fur, Saros has been working for several days without rest, and counting the previously planned time, it has been as long as a month.
But it's all worth it, as long as his brother can get better, no matter how hard or tired, Saros doesn't care.
"elder brother?"
However, as soon as he entered the door, Saros noticed that his brother's expression was slightly different from usual.
He frowned and seemed to be thinking about something, and he didn't even notice that he was yelling in the yard.
"You're back?"
The elder brother looked at Saros, he hesitated to say anything, but he knew very well about the wisdom and talent of the younger brother, and it was useless to hide it: "It's about to be recruited."
"what?"
During the days when Saros was away, the elder brother had been observing the people who traveled to and from the mountain village, and he found a situation where the mood of the merchants was not quite right.
Although the elder brother is frail and sickly, he is not stupid. On the contrary, he is very smart and can detect problems through clues.
In addition, the elder brother inherited a large number of books handed down by his father, but some of them were taken away or damaged by his father. Only the elder brother has read all the content, which even Saros can't compare.
"Conscription? Come to our village?"
Saros came up with the idea of taking his brother to escape from here, but he has lived in this village for nearly ten years, and his memories are here all his life. How could he just leave.
What's more, people are responsible.
Especially Saros, it is difficult for him to leave behind his father and fellow villagers and flee with his elder brother alone.
"Every family has a man, our family..."
"I go!"
Saros spoke decisively. He said, "Brother, your body can't fight at all. If I go, I won't die!"
The young Saros was full of enthusiasm. He was full of curiosity and longing for the future. Coupled with his confidence in his own abilities, Saros firmly believed that he would have an extraordinary life in the future.
The glory of the future told him that he would never die on the battlefield, and he would not die!
"I'm your brother."
It is precisely because Saros is more likely that the elder brother cannot let him fold on the battlefield: "You don't know the power of miracles, not only mortals like us, but also the people of miracles, who appear on the battlefield, are powerful. , not what you can imagine."
When my brother goes to the battlefield, he will definitely die, and there is almost no possibility of survival.
But if he can use his own life to pave the way for his younger brother and protect him, the elder brother feels that this is the greatest value in his life: "Let me shine once again."
'Not once. ';
'It's been more than once! ';
Saros's love and respect for his brother in his heart, and his hardships and hardships over the years, Saros can see in his eyes.
Although in the eyes of others, the elder brother is like his own foil, but without him, where would today's young wizards come from
"bass!"
Saros pulled out his sword and stuck it in front of his brother: "Can you pull it up?"
"You can't even hold a sword, how can you go to the battlefield!"
How humiliating these words are, but in order to protect his brother, Saros would rather break with him: "Wait for me in the village, I will never die in that kind of place!"