The spring afternoon sun is so lazy, and it feels so warm and comfortable when it shines on people.

Scar lies comfortably on the ridge, soaking up the warm sunlight while picking his teeth with grass roots. Beside him, the fire for the barbecue had been extinguished, the sacks full of ale were empty, and the bones of the long-billed loach, which he had eaten so cleanly that there was not even a scrap of meat left, were thrown everywhere.

This is a rich and fertile rice field, and it is the property of the 'Nightblade Leopards' bandits. As the saying goes, the mountains eat the mountains, and the water eats the water, because the land around Blackson Castle, where the 'Nightblade Leopards' bandits are entrenched, is loamy land, which has good cultivation and fertility, and is very suitable for growing rice, so the 'Nightblade Leopards' bandits have opened up a large area of rice fields in this area for self-reliance. After all, a large group of bandits cannot rely solely on robbery to sustain themselves in their daily lives.

Since the 'Nightblade Leopard' bandit group annexed several large and small bandit groups in the surrounding area, due to its own strength limitations, it was unable to fully integrate and digest these newly annexed forces for a while, and the pace of expansion of the 'Nightblade Leopard' had to be temporarily stopped, and began to reorganize the newly annexed bandit group and eliminate the people with two hearts in its center. These things were naturally not interesting to Scar, who liked to charge, so he also took a break and wandered around the vicinity of Blackson Castle all day long. And this rice field is a place he frequents, because in this rice field, there are many delicious wild long-billed loaches, and he likes to come here to fight his teeth.

After eating and drinking, Scar fell into deep thought.

He tries to remember who he is, and his past.

In fact, a scar is a sharp blade.

In the battle with Sofia that day, he was forced to jump off a cliff to escape, hit his head on a rock, suffered a severe concussion, and has since lost his memory.

For a long time, the blade, which had nothing to gain, shook his head and had to give up his memories.

"Master, Master, you are here. At this time, a burly human strong man ran to Scar's side in a frenzy, and said in a loud voice like a broken gong: "Master, the head of the regiment is looking for you everywhere, today is the day when our 'Night Blade Leopard' officially merges with several other bandit groups, and the head of the regiment is organizing a bonfire party in the square, she urges you to hurry up." ”

"Let's 'Nightblade Leopard'? good boy, you still get into the role pretty quickly!" Sharp Blade, lying on the ridge, sat up, with grass roots in his mouth, and squinted at the comer, with a lazy look on his face.

The person who came was actually the one named Ward who was the first to stand up and challenge the blade during the battle when the Nightblade Leopard annexed the Skull and Bones Society not long ago, only to be kicked away by the blade.

And now Ward has become the apprentice of the blade.

It turned out that after Ward woke up from his coma that day, he was shocked to find that the town of Sanchez had been overrun by the 'Nightblade Panthers' bandits, and that all the bandits of the 'Skull and Bones Society' had become prisoners of the Nightblade Panthers.

Confused, Ward hurriedly inquired about his dejected companions beside him, and only then did he know the general course of events. When he heard his companions describe how good the werewolf boy who kicked himself into the air and stunned him, how he easily defeated the two dozen elite warriors of the 'Skull Society' who besieged him and the undead creature Skeleton General summoned by the boss of the 'Skull Society', he was amazed in his heart, and instead of having any hatred for this werewolf boy who had defeated him, he admired it to the ground.

Because in addition to being a martial artist, he is also a martial idiot, and after knowing that the werewolf boy is a master, he immediately made up his mind to befriend him, hoping to learn a one-and-a-half-style superb martial arts from him.

No, the opportunity came all of a sudden.

Seeing that the 'Skull Society' was swallowed up by the 'Nightblade Panther', Ward was not as depressed as the other 'Skull and Bones Society' bandits, but secretly happy in his heart.

Now that he has become a member of the 'Nightblade Panther', wouldn't it be much easier for him to get close to the werewolf boy and have a good relationship? As for whether he would be a bandit in the 'Skull and Bones Society' or a bandit in the 'Nightblade Panther', he didn't care at all. After all, for him, no matter what bandit group he is in, he is just a pawn who is fighting hard and may lose his life at any time.

So, Ward began to secretly inquire about the werewolf boy's hobbies and what he was interested in, and was ready to do what he liked and please the werewolf boy.

As a result, when he heard that the werewolf boy liked to drink, especially the mellow and fragrant strong wine with high alcohol content, he was suddenly surprised and reluctant in his heart.

It turned out that when Ward was still in the 'Skull and Bones Society', in the process of a robbery, he accidentally got a pot of wine made by Manstein, who is said to be the famous ranger and brewmaster on the continent, and is known as the fairy of wine from the orc Panta tribe.

He didn't dare to say whether this wine was really made by the "Panda Wine Fairy", but after he tasted it, the taste of this wine was sweet and mellow, and its wine was strong and strong, but he was sure that this was the best wine he had ever drunk in his life.

So, Ward secretly tasted this wine, reluctant to drink it all at once, and occasionally took it out to taste, but also tasted it lightly. However, he hadn't tasted this wine a few times before he came across the 'Skull Society' being swallowed up by the 'Nightblade Leopard'.

In order to befriend the werewolf boy and let the werewolf boy guide him in martial arts, Ward finally gritted his teeth, endured the pain in his heart, and made up his mind to give this wine as a meeting gift. schoolbag

As the sun was setting, Ward jumped out of a secluded path like a thief cutting the path, blocking the blade's path. When the blade saw that this former subordinate defeated general stopped him, he couldn't help frowning, and said to him with a hint of pity: "What, just because you still want to seek revenge on me? Then I'll fulfill your wish!"

Just as the blade rolled up his sleeves and was about to accept the challenge of this poor bastard again, he saw him smiling and offering a jug of wine in both hands.

"...... are you?" Blade didn't figure out for a moment.

"Hehe, Scar Hero, the little one's name is Ward, and he has had a relationship with Scar Hero before, Scar Hero hasn't forgotten it, right?" Ward said with a bow of his head.

"Uh......? Where, where, of course I haven't forgotten ......" As the saying goes, don't hit the smiling person, and the blade saw that Ward didn't seem to be here to seek revenge, and he softened his tone at the moment. However, why did the man in front of him smile so sweetly? Seeing the eyes that were so gentle and looking at him like a lover, the sharp blade had no reason to feel a chill on his body.

"Hehe, I heard that the little one likes the most beautiful wine, and it is the best guest in the wine, and it happens that the small one happens to have such a pot here, so I will be a favor and dedicate it to the Scar Hero!" Ward said this, paused deliberately, and then said mysteriously: "This wine is said to be a good product personally brewed by the "Panda Wine Fairy" of your orc clan!"

When Blade heard Ward say that he would offer him a jug of fine wine, his face was nothing more than a salty expression.

How could this human being give him a pot of wine for nothing? There must be something to ask for himself. And although he is good at wine, how can he fall into other people's homes for a pot of fine wine.

However, when Blade heard the words "Panda Wine Fairy" behind him, two fine lights suddenly lit up in his eyes.

"You mean, this is Master Manstein's wine?" Blade couldn't help but tremble slightly in his words.

Seeing this, Ward felt a burst of joy in his heart, and secretly said that this werewolf boy was really a drunken master, and said busily at the moment: "Scar Hero, yes, this is a fine wine brewed by Master Manstein himself, and the name of the wine is, it is...... , well, yes, the name of the wine is the world-famous 'Lovesick Tears'!"

Ward was not sure if this wine was actually made by "Panda Brewing Fairy", and certainly could not determine the name of this wine. But now that we are sure that this wine is made by "Panda Brewing Fairy", what does it matter if it is the most famous brand of wine made by "Panda Brewing Fairy"? Anyway, it is expected that this werewolf boy has never drunk the fine wine brewed by the master himself.

The blade swallowed his saliva with a grunt, but his eyes were fixed on Ward, and he said lightly: "Say, what do you want me to do?"

"Hehe, Scar Hero, the little one said it, this is purely a good move done by the little one. However, then again, since the battle of Sanchez Town, the little one admires the Scar Hero very much, the little one, the little one ......" Speaking of this, Ward suddenly knelt on the ground with a thud and said loudly: "The little one wants the Scar Hero to take the little one as an apprentice!"

Blade couldn't help but be stunned, he obviously didn't expect Ward to make such a request. When he came back to his senses, he smiled disdainfully: "When I am my apprentice? Why are you just relying on a pot of wine brewed by the "Panda Wine Fairy" in your hand? I am a good wine, but have you ever thought about such a result: I will not be finished if I snatch the wine in your hand, and I don't need to accept you as an apprentice!"

Ward was stunned for a moment, and blurted out, "No, Scar Hero, you won't be so unreasonable, right?"

When Ward saw the sharp blade looking at him with foolish eyes, he was full of excitement, and immediately reacted, and scolded himself for being stupid in his heart: "Damn, he and I were originally robbers of the bandit group who were like fakes, do you still expect him to be some kind of honest and reasonable hero?"

He was anxious, his forehead couldn't help sweating, and he screamed bitterly in his heart: "If today, my little robber is really robbed of the treasured wine in his hand by the big robber in front of him, then he is really stealing chickens and rice, and he is unlucky." ”

"This, this, Scar Hero, small, small believe you're not such a person...... ," Ward chuckled dryly, unnaturally.

Blade laughed dryly, wagging his fluffy wolf tail and reaching out his right hand to grab the flask from Ward's hand.

Ward's old face turned green in an instant, and his body knelt on the ground like petrified and did not dare to move, not daring to snatch his precious wine back from the hands of the blade.

The blade uncorked the wine and took a full sip from the sky.

The wine was in his throat, and after holding his breath for a long time, he exhaled a long breath of satisfaction.

"This wine is indeed made by Master Manstein, but it is not 'Lovesick Tears', but 'Peerless Warriors'!" Blade suddenly said involuntarily as he reminisced about the mellow aroma of the spirits.