The dark night sky suddenly lit up.

A ray of light appeared in the East.

This is the first light of the day.

Its appearance heralds the fading of the night and the beginning of the day.

Soft, bright, shining on Jason's body.

The faint light made the tall, strong body deeper and deeper, and then—

Bright!

A 25-meter-long lightsaber appeared in Jason's hand.

Darkness, split in two!

All that remains is the dazzle and sharpness of that lightsaber!

The old instructor's eyes widened, looking at the 25-meter-long lightsaber, his mouth seemed to be a fish on the shore, and he kept opening and closing, he wanted to say something to express his emotions at the moment, but he really couldn't say anything.

Swordplay?

Is this swordsmanship?

What is swordsmanship?

So, what was it when he used to wield a metal sword?

Exercising?

This bear-like strong, 'unyielding' old instructor of Cherry City fell into a certain degree of doubt in life.

But compared to the existence slashed by the [Sword of Dawn], the old instructor was much better.

Having just recovered from the 'sheep state', Sidil made a beeline for the outskirts of Cherry City after getting the exact news.

As the only 'Earl' in Cherry City, he knew very well what Jason's ability to identify the 'infiltrators' of the Sabi people meant to the entire 'mysterious side' of the ground.

He also knew better what it would mean if he could hold such a power in his hands.

His deterrent power will not be limited to Cherry City!

He can truly become a prince!

Even, in exchange for more resources, become a marquis!

The thought of this made Sidir's long-stopped heart glow with a hint of heat.

Without hesitation, Sidil went as fast as he could.

Because, he was sure, he had that idea, and so did the other guys.

Nosa, the bastard who had muscles in his head and was against him at every turn, put it aside.

Delleuse, this sinister fellow, must have planned something.

And also......

Jennifer!

Thinking of the latter, a touch of unprecedented solemnity appeared in Siddil's eyes.

The other party is really terrible!

Witch...... No!

It's a witch!

Rather than the former's title, Seedil prefers to use this 'formal title' to describe the other party.

The strength of the other party is like the sea, the strength of the invisible edge, and the strange waves under the surface of the sea.

The latter, in particular, always frightened him.

Otherwise, how could he, a dignified earl, wag his tail and beg for mercy like that?

Since 10 years ago, after the other party appeared, after a little temptation, Seedil has always shown a posture of 'defending' and even 'pursuing' the other party, but only Seedil himself understands why he did it.

Love?

He was long gone.

As one of the purebloods, there is no such thing.

Who develops love for food?

He's just afraid of the other person.

But that was before, now?

He wants to find Jason, take control of Jason, and then use this as a powerful opportunity to reverse the hierarchy in Cherry City's 'Golden Wind'.

From afar, Siddil saw Jason and Dada.

The eyesight of the Bloodline was not affected in the slightest at night, but was strengthened even more.

"Reachable?"

Sidil frowned.

The warriors and knights of the 'Unyielding Copper' are a group of high-quality food in the eyes of this Blood Count.

The blood, sweet and scorching.

Before the arrival of the Sabi Star people, he had privately arranged more than once to taste such blood.

Of course, it's not all indiscriminate.

Instead, quietly savor a little.

It's not restraint.

He was born in the Demon Party, but he doesn't care about any restraint, he is not a hypocritical guy from the secret party, let alone an independent person.

He just didn't dare.

Because, the instructor of Cherry City, the 'Unyielding Copper', is reachable.

This is a warrior who has personally screwed off the heads of more than ten pure-blooded people, including a fellow who is about to be promoted to Marquis.

Before the invasion of Sabi, meeting each other was something he had always avoided.

This moment is no exception.

Sidir, who has a ghost in his heart, uses the secret technique of the blood clan to cover his breath and body.

He crept closer to Jason like a shadow.

Da Zai, of course, he can't shoot directly.

However, the ritual of the blood clan gave him confidence and affected Jason!

Not direct control!

It's a little bit of influence, and in the end, it makes Jason lean towards himself!

Just like the worshippers of the mongrel.

What do humans call them?

Right!

Blood Slave!

Jason, be my blood slave!

It's going to make you feel honored for life!

This is the most glorious moment of your life!

No matter how strong you are, you will still be proud of it!

"I need a good start to get close to Jason!"

"Show yourself kindness!"

"Then, start setting up the ceremony ......"

Sidir, who was thinking about it, seemed to sense something, and subconsciously raised his head.

Then, he saw a brilliant 25-meter-long lightsaber slashing straight down.

The lightsaber hadn't really fallen on him yet.

The aura contained in the lightsaber made him tremble.

That's instinctive fear!

What frightened him even more was that the sword was too fast, too sudden, and he had no room to dodge.

Silently, Sidil was split in two!

The Bloodline's strong resilience is completely ineffective at this moment.

Because—

Yi！

As early as when the [Sword of Dawn] was slashed, the special force field of [Protecting against Evil] enveloped Sidir.

The next moment!

"Ahhh

A scream rang out from Sidir's mouth, and a fire erupted throughout his body.

In the flames, reduced to ashes.

All that remains, a ring, blooming with a strange brilliance.

It is a yellow gold ring, not set with precious stones, but it is exquisitely carved and full of intricate patterns.

Jason walked over and picked up the ring with his hand, his nose twitching slightly.

"It smells so good!"

Just now, when Seedil approached, he had already discovered that faint malice.

And the ring in his hand allowed him to confirm the other party's location.

In addition, it is just at dawn to show the talent of swordsmanship.

Everything is so fit.

"Sidir?"

The old instructor looked at the disappearing figure in the flames, and a surprised voice sounded.

"You know him?"

Jason asked.

"Well, a self-proclaimed clever guy."

The old instructor nodded and commented, and then looked at Jason again.

His eyes were full of admiration after surprise.

He discovers that Jason is really the one who surprises him at every turn.

Obviously it was overestimated as much as possible, but it will soon be broken by Jason.

Moreover, not once.

It's several times in a row.

Especially the 'sword' just now!

It has long gone beyond common sense.

It's no longer in the normal category.

With a touch of detachment!

It was something he had been looking for, but he couldn't ask for.

Now it appears on Jason's body, what does it mean?

Jason's swordsmanship talent has long surpassed ordinary people!

It's not that he's gifted in swordsmanship, it's ...... Talented!

Well, the genius of swordsmanship!

Sooner or later, one day he will be a transcendent swordsmanship genius!

The old instructor silently commented in his heart, and then the old instructor introduced Sidil in detail.

"Sidil is the leader of those vampires in Cherry City, his strength is good, his ambition is great, and in the entire 'Golden Wind', it can be regarded as the middle level, and it and some other dark creatures and a few nasty guys form the upper echelon of Cherry City's 'Golden Wind'."

"It?"

Jason was concerned about the old instructor's address to Seedir.

"Of course it is."

"The 'Ground Investigation Bureau' stresses the need to face up to some 'people' in the 'golden wind'."

A sneer appeared on the old instructor's face, accentuating the pronunciation of the last word.

The battle has been fought for decades, centuries, or even centuries.

If it weren't for the fact that the sudden foreign enemy was too strong, how could it be possible to unite together?

But even if they are united, how can they live together in peace and friendship in the true sense?

Being able to maintain this kind of superficial peace should be the limit.

Jason, who had learned more about the world in front of him, thought silently.

"Of course, there are some nice guys in there."

"They can call it friends."

"But that definitely doesn't include the bastard Seedir."

As the old instructor spoke, his eyes looked into the distance.

A man with a rough face and a strong body was heading here.

When the opponent runs, he gets on all fours, using his hands and feet at the same time, and is unusually fast.

From the moment he appeared in the field of vision, everywhere in front of Jason, it was only a few tens of seconds.

"That's right, Sidil is a bastard."

This man's hearing is far beyond ordinary people's imagination, and at a distance of thousands of meters, he still hears the old instructor's evaluation of Sidir.

Then, the other party looked at Jason, gave Jason a thumbs up, and showed a smile, and under the sun, with the other party's smile, the teeth shone brightly.

"Well done, Jason."

"You're now my friend of Nosa."

Nossa said.

Then Nossa straightened up and saluted the old instructor solemnly.

"Instructor."

Nosa greeted respectfully.

The old instructor grinned, raised his hand and patted Nosa on the shoulder.

He had taught the other party when the other party was still a normal person.

And now, the other party is no longer a normal person, but he can still restrain himself and maintain the bottom line, which is enough in the eyes of the old instructor.

Bang, bang, bang!

The sincere slapping made Nosa bared his teeth.

Although he became a werewolf, his body was several times stronger than that of a human, and he was improving every day, but in the face of the instructor's 'love', it was still difficult to bear.

The instructors are stronger!

Nosa felt the power of the old instructor's palm and couldn't help but think.

Then, the eyes turned to Jason.

Jason is also strong!

Otherwise, it would be impossible to kill Sidil with a single sword!

Although that guy is a bastard, he still has the strength.

And the sword just now...... Is it swordsmanship?

Nosa, who was accustomed to fighting with his body, was full of doubts and couldn't help but look at the instructor.

"Of course!"

"That's swordsmanship!"

The old instructor said with great certainty.

"But what about the sword?"

Nosa looked at Jason with his bare hands in bewilderment.

"There is no sword in the hand, but there is a sword in the heart."

"There is a sword in the heart, and everything is cut down."

Jason said lightly.

"I see."

The old instructor nodded slightly, his face thoughtful.

Nossa scratched his head, completely incomprehensible, but did not bother the old instructor, but waved his hand at Delbon.

"Chief Nosa."

Delbon, who had been lowering his presence since the beginning, smiled again at this time.

He was also frightened by Jason's sword.

He always thought that Jason was lying to him, and any swordsmanship talent and the like were all lies.

But who knew it would be true!

Moreover, that sword is so strong!

Fast!

Sharp!

It's like light!

Even Sidir, the leader of the vampires, was smashed to ashes with a single sword!

It's a sword, but is the strongest sword?

Is this what is called a hole card?

But doesn't it matter if such hole cards are exposed like this?

Derbon couldn't help but think, and his eyes subconsciously looked at the place where Sidil burned to ashes.

Almost instantly, he thought of something.

Exposed hole cards, naturally can no longer be hole cards.

But what if such a hole card is only half exposed?

What if not all, of the 25-meter lightsaber?

What if it's 40 meters?

What if it's longer?

Thinking of this, Delbon couldn't help but sigh.

"I see."

Immediately, Delbon introduced Nosa to Jason in an increasingly respectful manner.

"The leader of Nosa was born in 'Unyielding Copper', but because of an accident, he was infected with wolf venom, and then became the werewolf leader of Cherry City by accident, and it is also because of the existence of the leader of Nosa, Cherry City has not had any werewolves hurt people in the past 20 years."

Accidentally?

Jason subconsciously glanced at the old instructor who was contemplating.

He didn't think that accidents would happen to one person too often.

"Your Excellency Jason, the message has been replied, everyone is very interested in the corpse of the Sabi Star 'Raider', and is coming quickly, do you have any other orders?"

Delbon asked.

"When will they arrive?"

Jason asked.

The arrival of these people means that the 'flowing seat' project has begun.

Jason couldn't wait.

Saliva can't help but secrete.

Jason resisted the urge to eat the 'ring' in his hand.

"Right now!"

Derbon replied.

And just as Delbon's words fell, the ground on Jason's side suddenly shook, and a small, humanoid, neatly dressed monster with green skin came out.

Then, in the dense forest not far away, a man covered in leaves, with messy hair and beard, walked out of a large tree.

Then, several huge eagles suddenly appeared in the sky, and when they landed on the canopy, the eagle heads changed to human heads, all of them women, and they stretched out their bodies and stood up.

Sou!

With a rapid sound of breaking through the air, several witches on broom rides appeared in the direction of Cherry City.

And on the ground behind them, a horde of monsters ran wildly.

There is a mass of gelatinous matter, humanoids with horns, and a group of monsters that are also green-skinned humanoids, but with slightly hideous faces and scruffy dresses.

And that's only part of the story.

More monsters are still gathering here.

As these monsters gathered, Jason, who was standing there, couldn't help but twitch his nose.

Fragrant!

It's so fragrant!

Mixed and different scents come from some of the items on these monsters.

Or, it has its own scent.

And when they came together, it was completely overwhelming, and it rushed into Jason's nose.

The next moment-

Jason, who couldn't bear it, cracked his mouth.

Between the sharp teeth, saliva sticks.

Shouldn't he have a hearty 'breakfast' before the 'flowing water feast'?