Reincarnated as incubus: I didn't mean to seduce you!

Chapter 876 255: Ultimately, Still Need a Battle, Beginning of the Holy Hall Assessment (10K)_5

He didn't realize that his voice was tinged with a sob, only tightly gripping the weak and powerless hand of the Barbarian youth.

When the Barbarian youth looked up, he saw the old village chief hanging from the entrance of the tribe.

This diligent old village chief, unable to bear the guilt of his village being trampled, had hung himself with a hemp rope at the entrance.

On his body was a piece of paper with a few bloody and indistinct large characters: "Church, you bastards."

The overwhelming resentment emanating from it truly sent shivers down the spine.

The Barbarian youth quietly watched that "useless village chief" hanging at the entrance, suddenly letting out a heavy sigh.

"There's no need to look anymore, you're still young..." muttered the Barbarian youth who had cried like a tabby cat.

With a slightly foolish expression on his face, he still earnestly tried to comfort the Barbarian youth he had saved from the sea of fire.

The Barbarian youth looked up at the young Barbarian who gave the first impression of having "a bit of a problem" and softly said: "Thank you, thank you for saving me."

Seeming pleased by the compliment, the Barbarian youth happily pointed to himself and said:

"Chewing Bone, just call me Chewing Bone."

"Okay, Brother Chewing Bone, thank you for saving me!"

"Name..."

"Hmm?"

"Chewing Bone wants to know your name."

Upon hearing this, the Barbarian youth's face dimmed, and he finally whispered:

"I don't have a name. My parents left early, and one day I got separated on the wasteland and never found the way home."

Hearing the Barbarian youth's words, Chewing Bone was momentarily saddened.

Due to certain circumstances, his mind was somewhat burnt to the extent that he couldn't even express language properly, only able to speak haltingly:

"Chewing Bone, Chewing Bone has seen the markings on your body, you are... you are from the Chewing Bone Tribe..."

After stuttering for a while, Chewing Bone couldn't continue anymore.

Fortunately, that Barbarian youth was also quite clever. After a slight change in expression, he quietly said:

"Brother Chewing Bone, which tribe do you belong to? Perhaps we've met before."

Chewing Bone scratched the back of his head and laughed silly, momentarily unable to remember what he wanted to ask the Barbarian youth.

Suddenly remembering something, he flashed a happy smile, clapping his hands vigorously, saying:

"No name... if you have no name, then, then Chewing Bone will give you one!"

"Alright." The Barbarian youth showed no signs of refusal.

Before long, after pondering for a while, Chewing Bone hummed and hawed to finally come up with a name: "I, Chewing Bone. You, Bone Eater. Together, we eat our fill, stay warm!"

"Bone Eater... is it?"

The Barbarian youth, or Bone Eater as he was now called, completely couldn't remember the disaster that once drove him to flee his tribe.

But there was one thing he had always remembered and never forgotten.

And that was what he was told back then, that if possible, he should go save more innocent people.

Looking at the ravaged land of his trampled tribe, Bone Eater could only silently lower his head.

He didn't have the right to change everything, so he could only choose to become the person who was changed.

He initially thought that these days would continue, but soon he realized he was wrong, realizing that with his weak strength, it was impossible for him to help others.

Yet whenever he thought like that, he would involuntarily remember someone reaching out a warm pair of hands to him in the Orean Independent Kingdom.

The warmth from those hands seemed to linger at his fingertips, constantly reminding him that some things are definitely meaningful to undertake.

He recalled something and rushed madly towards the still blazing village.

The scorching walls were pierced by his not-so-hard hands, and the youth didn't notice that as he dug through the walls, Frenzy was continually moving in his body, wrapping around his hands.

If a normal person did such a thing, the scorching walls would have been enough to sear their flesh.

Yet, relying on that hint of Frenzy on his hands, he forcefully put everything to rest.

Suddenly, a faint cry came from the ruins.

Bone Eater let out a joyful laugh, digging faster below until he saw a female Barbarian crawling in front of an infant crib in the ruins.

Her back was completely charred.

However, the baby underneath was almost untouched.

Looking at that baby, Bone Eater laughed louder and louder.

He seemed to suddenly understand the mindset of the benefactor who saved him back then.

Saving others... truly is a hard-to-forget experience.

"Just like Chewing Bone saved you."

Chewing Bone said over there.

Bone Eater nodded, looking at the fire-engulfed village, a thought suddenly emerging in his mind.

He looked at the baby in his arms, seemingly understanding something.

Helping others in distress, that's what my benefactor told me.

Someday... someday, I will become the strongest Barbarian, then I can turn back and protect the innocent and weak like you and me so that my kin no longer face the despair of chaos!