A damaged but safe village

The pair are prepared for the worst but as they run into the clearing where Samoyed village is, they breathe a sigh of relief when they see that there seemed to be no imminent threat.

"Dad!" Eris shouts upon seeing her broad-shouldered father standing in the village square and she dashes over, throwing herself on him. "Are you alright? What happened?"

"Eris!" Adam gasps as he feels her ripe tits squish against his back. "Where have you been? I've been looking everywhere for you."

"I was hanging out with Brandon at the usual spot and then a hellhound appeared! It was just like in the stories you told me! But I beat it! And then we came here because I thought the village was on fire and.." Eris rambles as tears start falling from her eyes, the tension of the encounter finally being released.

"Hush sweetheart you're safe now." Adam rubs her back, holding her tightly in his arms. "You're safe now."

He dismisses the hellhound as an overexaggeration on her part. 'It was probably a large wolf or something. There's no way she could have taken down a hellhound on her own.' Adam surmises.

Eris hiccups as her sobs finally stop. "So what happened here daddy?"

"Perhaps its better to let this gentleman explain." Adam turns to a serious-looking man standing next to him.

Eris glances at him, noting that he wore heavy plate armor that bore the insignia of the king's guard. "I'm sorry for interrupting your conversation with my father, sir."

He waves his hand dismissively. "No worries. If it had been my own daughter I would have also been worried. Besides there are more pressing matters to discuss. Is there somewhere we could talk, privately?"

Adam nods and leads them back to his house, where they all take a seat at the breakfast table.

"Let me start at the beginning." The man hunches over, his hands clasped in front of him. "There was a demon patrol sighted near Samoyed by one of our scouts. That was what caused the commotion. Thankfully it was a small one and we've wiped them out."

"The bigger issue is what this means." He pauses. "The Demon Lord has revived."

Eris gasps. She has heard of the Demon Lord from her father. An evil being born from negative desires, the wellspring from which monsters are birthed.

"Every time the Demon Lord returns, in the same way, a hero is born to slay him. Eighteen years ago, that was your father."

"Dad?" Eris turns to Adam in shock. She knew he was an adventurer but to be the one who slew the Demon Lord?

"Sorry sweetheart. I didn't think you needed to know. I just wanted you to enjoy your life without having to worry about taking up my burden." Adam sighs. "But I guess that was naive."

The armored man nods. "There is also another worrying trend. The time between his revivals grows shorter. Your father was chosen fifty years after his last defeat. The hero before your father was chosen one hundred and twenty years after. But this time, he has revived after only eighteen years."

"So there's a new hero right? Who is it?" Eris wonders out loud.

Adam and the man share a look, before the man turns to her and says. "It's you."