Three months later, the royal city of the Odin Empire.

Ivan is a rare day not to practice meditation in the academy.

In the past three months, Ivan's efforts can only be said to be unsatisfactory, and he still can't perceive the slightest element between heaven and earth.

It's just that compared to continuing to work hard and doing useless work, Ivan thinks that he may be more deserved, and maybe there will be a new breakthrough.

It is said that many archmages who have not entered the realm of magic for many years often do not retreat, but choose to travel to seek breakthroughs, perhaps new discoveries can bring them new insights.

Ivan shook his head and walked into the slums of the royal city.

It was as dark as ever, and the people around were hiding under their dilapidated roofs, silent.

Yes, how many people are willing to gossip when everyone is hungry all year round?

There are even some people who already have death in their eyes.

A single mother hugged her child tightly in front of her, and some parts of their faces could be seen to be festering.

It's a skin disease...

That's not too much but not too little, and people here can't even go to church and ask for help.

The church has changed.

The greed behind the benevolent godfather may be no worse than that of a businessman competing for profit.

It seems to be a place abandoned by the gods, and perhaps only the goddess of doom and death will visit this place!

But Ivan can't give up the people here.

If the people here are truly abandoned by hope and light, then it is up to him to show them the way.

Ironically, only the despised and feared people of mixed race would think so, and whose fault is that?

Stern looked at Ivan, who was leading the way in front, and he couldn't see any trace of demons in this young man.

Or rather, in his eyes, Ivan is much better than those hypocritical aristocratic lords.

He had also heard about the cruelty of the demons from the old people in his hometown.

Most of the monsters are not sapient, they are like wild beasts, attacking human villages without regard for their lives, and then killing and eating all humans.

The nobles of the demon race, whose intelligence is not much weaker than that of humans, are even more dangerous, and they have a plan to attack the human country.

The strength of their race makes them almost like no man's land, then occupying and enslaving people at will.

Of course, just like Dragon Quest in human fairy tales, where there are dragons, there will always be heroes who will stand up and lead people to defeat dragons.

At that time, the evil dragon that endangered mankind was the demon race, so the strongest hero in the human race, the brave, stood up.

And the Ivan in front of him is now aiming for the brave, and I'm afraid that the most imaginative storyteller in mankind would not dare to write like this.

Just as he was thinking, Hill pushed Stern and muttered, "What's the fuss, it's already here." ”

A dilapidated room, full of the smell of decay.

It was also the most dilapidated house Stern had ever seen, but it was Ivan's home.

Even the slums have their own class, and Ivan, who is a demon half-blood, is probably the lowest end of this class.

When I opened the door, I was surprised that although the house was dilapidated, the inside was almost spotless.

Even during his days at the academy, Ivan would pick out time to come back and clean regularly.

A few pots of flowers and plants placed inside make this place a little more energetic and warm.

In this difficult place, these flowers and plants are still struggling to grow.

Hanging the medicine pot on the lit stove, Ivan took out the fan and began to concentrate on boiling the medicine.

"In the past, when my mother was here, because she was not in good health, we had to decoct medicine often." Ivan seemed to be explaining something to someone, and it was as if he was talking to himself.

"And who are we decocting medicine for now?"

"Those idiots out there." Hill said with a slight disdain.

"Uh..."

"They're just miserable people." Ivan said.

"It's just that I've listened to those old-fashioned stories, and I actually deny a person with this, isn't it stupid?" Hill was a little unconvinced.

She's just complaining about Ivan, and even Stern is a little worthless for Ivan.

Although the situation on the outside is indeed very sympathetic.

Ivan had his own insistence, knowing that the quarrel with Ciel would be endless, so he stopped talking, and his eyes were intently watching the growing flames in front of him.

The three of them seemed to have their own thoughts at this time, and they were all silent.

Time passed quietly in this silence.......

Somewhere in the prosperity of the royal capital. Scarlet Rose Bar.

This is one of the most prestigious entertainment venues in the royal capital, where countless mercenaries enjoy a depraved life of drunken money.

The tavern was full of shouts and shouts, and some drunken mercenaries occasionally sneaked a handful of oil on the stripper's lap, causing them to wink.

Of course, if you have enough money and the other party is willing...

Ahem, that's another story.

A woman leaned against the bar in the center.

A beautiful woman, beautiful chestnut long curly hair, black riding boots outlining the sexy thighs, fiery red lips represent the hotness of a woman, and those eyes are even more confusing.

This is a well-cooked woman, no matter how hard the strippers in the tavern try to scratch her head, this woman always firmly occupies the center of the man's gaze, but everyone just looks at her secretly, and no man dares to come up and talk to her.

The woman gently shook the goblet in her hand, and a lazy feeling arose.

This is also an elegant woman, and the red wine in her hand complements her even more.

For men, this woman is like a poison, a poison that makes men sink, but even if men know it, they will still swallow it without hesitation.

But the woman only showed a lack of interest, and took a sip of the red wine in her hand from time to time.

Boring man.

The woman thought so, and the man in the field did not arouse the slightest interest in her.

The only little guy she was interested in had been in touch for a long time.

I don't know what happened to the little one......

At this time, a maid with a beautiful face came over.

A long amber hair, an exaggerated bow on the top, a devilish figure, and the absolute realm between the knee socks have attracted the attention of countless people, and it is almost the same stunning color!

The maid walked up to the woman at the bar, leaned down, and whispered something in the other's ear.

A few seconds later, the woman's eyes suddenly widened.

"What did you say, Eugenia? Is the information wrong?! ”

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