"Welcome to my tavern!"

In the city of freedom, in the Vixis tavern, a certain figure suddenly appeared in front of the empty tables and chairs that had become extremely depressed for some reason, and the bartender who was wiping the wine glass did not seem to expect that someone would come to visit at this time, and put down his work in surprise, and the expression on the person's face and the momentum exuded did not make the bartender's mood as sunny as the smile on his surface: "What do you need, this gentleman?" ”

“……”

The man who pushed the door in did not reply, but threw a long iron box behind him on the ground, and the collision between the heavy metal and the ground made a palpitating muffled sound, shaking the nearby tables and chairs with wine stains into the air. As if sensing the other party's bad intentions, the bartender's original smile on his face gradually disappeared, but before he could summon his men in the tavern, the man threw the sword that had been untied from his waist on the bar in front of him: "...... Carpinos, thank you. ”

“…… Please wait. ”

After standing with his hands raised for a while, the bartender finally gave up the idea of doing something, threw the rag aside and walked back to the bar behind him. The tavern, which had been empty due to the War of the Thrones, was only heard for a while with the sound of bottles and glasses colliding, and even the sound of the cold wind outside the tavern seemed to be muffled by such peace, until the bartender returned to the man again, and the swordsman, who had been silent, finally had his next reaction: "...... Thank you. ”

"The best wine from the Imperial Urals." The bartender smiled slightly: "Sir, you really have good taste." ”

"I've been in that place for quite some time." The man replied in a low voice, "So I ...... Loved the taste. ”

"Sir, an Imperial?"

"No, just a wandering adventurer."

Looking up at the surroundings here, the man replied indifferently to the spying from the bartender: "I only recently moved here with some unscrupulous master, so I ......"

"Oh?" There was a look of surprise in the bartender's eyes: "Your master is ......?" ”

"A blacksmith."

It seemed that there was too much mention of the master, the man responded casually, and then resumed his previous silence, holding the wine glass and sipping, the drinking posture that is completely different from the free world will inevitably attract the attention of most people in normal times, but at this time there is no audience, the vigilant bartender does not seem to have the intention of getting to the bottom of this issue, but the man who is drinking is the first to ask: "Your tavern seems to be very deserted, and the business has been very bad lately?" ”

“…… No, today is a special day. ”

The bartender looked into the other person's eyes: "Don't you know, sir?" ”

“……”

"It seems that the gentleman is really a foreigner."

An inexplicable smile appeared on his face, and the bartender who stretched out his finger pointed to the cloudy sky outside the gate: "The city lord is holding a new battle for the throne, everyone is running to see the excitement, after today...... There will be two new families who will write their names on their thrones, and while this kind of thing may have nothing to do with us little people, those adventurers have always liked to watch the excitement, so even though the sky outside was overcast and almost falling, they still felt like they were sent to death...... Oh, sorry. ”

He picked up the glass he had wiped again, then paused, "Forget you're an adventurer too." ”

“…… It doesn't matter, I don't mind. ”

Raising his head and drinking the last few drops of wine, the man waved his hand at the bartender, then took his eyes off the depths of the clouds outside and slowly landed on the scabbard in front of him: "That means there is no play today......"

"What's wrong?"

“…… No, it's fine. ”

Shaking his head slightly, the man reached out and grabbed his saber, with a reflective sword body, and then spun a metal sword flower in front of the bar, and instantly returned to his waist: "My blacksmith shop is diagonally opposite the street, welcome to come and visit at any time, although my master is not good at dealing with people, but ...... I guess the technology of forging can still be said to be in the past. ”

"Okay." The bartender looked at the other party's face steadily, and only nodded politely after a while: "...... What's the name of your blacksmith's shop? ”

"Roland."

Casually carrying the iron box erected on the wall behind him, the man who had already walked to the door replied with a sideways face: "For the time being, it will be called Roland Blacksmith, as long as you report this name to others......"

"I'm sure there's going to be some business."

"......Shh

Looking at the figure of the man pushing the door and leaving, the smile on the bartender's face gradually disappeared: "What business, is there still a blacksmith shop in the Free City that can survive?" If it weren't for the fact that these are extraordinary times......"

Muttering some sarcastic words, the bartender put away the wine glass left by the man earlier, and then continued the previous work of wiping the wine glass with a few specific gestures. The sound of the whistling wind became heavier and heavier outside the door, and even the heavy clouds converged towards the sky above the city, and the movements in the bartender's hands became slower and slower at some point, and the original unwavering expression became uneasy with the passage of time: "...... just now"

"Didn't that guy pay for the drink?"

As if unable to let go of the worries in his heart, the bartender finally put down the wine glass in his hand, and then with a hesitant face, pushed open the loose-leaf door on the side of the bar, the sound of the wind in his ears became more and more obvious as he walked towards the door, as if the storm that had been predicted for several days was finally about to fall in front of him, he pushed open the door of his tavern, and the first thing that caught his eye was a bloodied figure: "Lord Vixis...... No, it's not good! ”

"You're ......" the bartender squinted at each other: "Rust's people?" ”

"Mistress Rust asked me to bring news." Regardless of the injuries on his body, the black shadow who was half-kneeling outside the door of the tavern quickly said: "Someone is secretly attacking the city, and it has broken through the defense line of the outer city......"

"What?" The bartender named Viciss widened his eyes: "Someone really dares to do it at this time?" What about their identities? ”

"The identity of the enemy is unknown, but Lord Rust and Lord Joul are fighting against them......"

"He's X's ......"

Cursing hatefully, the bartender turned back to his tavern, his eyes glancing over a maid player who had just walked out of the private room, and then falling on the dark shadow that came out of the tavern at the sound of the voice: "Someone has come to Liberty City to make trouble!" Copy all the guys for me......"

"Let's go!"

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"Kill! Kill them! ”

At the same moment, in the City Lord's Mansion of the Free City, the same killing intent was constantly diffusing in the circular arena, but the way it was used was more calm than the outside world: "Hahahaha...... Kill me! Don't leave a single mouth alive! ”

"The Talsingh family wins!"

A voice announcing the results then echoed around the open-air venue, suppressing the equally bloodthirsty shouts from the nearby spectators, and the golden figure that appeared immediately separated the figures of the two opponents standing and lying down: "It's over, please stop." ”

"Hey, Reiner!" In the direction where he had shouted the loudest before, Tarsingh, waving his fists, stood up dissatisfied: "You have already stopped our family Prans three times!" It's not fair! ”

"Death is forbidden in War of the Thrones."

The golden light around him slowly receded, revealing a heavy figure belonging to the armor of the silver-black knight Reiner: "This is the order of the city lord. ”

"......Shh

Looking at the embarrassed warrior lying opposite his thug, Tarsinger snorted stupidly, and then looked at Longdor's pale face on the other side, and became elated again: "It's okay, this is our third victory!" If this is the highest level of your family, then you should give up as soon as possible! Hahahaha! ”

"Please leave the arena, the next battle will begin soon."

Ignoring the arrogant laughing man, Reiner, who was in charge of handling the arena, then pointed to the dying figure at his feet, and made a self-handling gesture to Longall, as if to ask him to move the person away quickly: "If you don't have the next candidate, you can choose to use the rights of the team competition, or...... Give up and keep fighting. ”

"Give up...... How can it be? ”

Clenching his fists hatefully, the young representative of the Longord family quickly stood up, took off his aristocratic clothes, and walked towards the center of the arena: "The next contestant is me!" I'll take care of this guy with my own hands! ”

Wow –

There was a new commotion in the voices of the surrounding audience with his cheers, as if they didn't want to believe that the young swordsman chose to personally participate in this kind of duel that could happen at any time, and Tarsingh on the other side had already let out an irrepressible arrogant laugh, and Duan Qing, who was sitting in the seat near the door, also slowly frowned: "...... In person? Do they believe that Reiner so much? ”

"It's not so much about believing in Reiner's skills as it is about believing in his own skills." The whisperer on the side responded in a low voice: "And...... He must have seen something. ”

"Oh?"

"If the Tarsingh family really has a master who can pick up three...... They had already beaten the Rondol family to the ground. ”

Secretly pointing to the figure of Prance, whose sword stood opposite Longrault, completely unmoved, the blue-haired female swordsman explained in a low voice, "Now such a number one person has suddenly appeared...... Either the Tarsingh family hid a killer weapon, or they temporarily found a strong man to be a thug. ”

"Looking at their nouveau riche faces, most of them can't think of such a method as a deliberate Tibetan." Duan Qing nodded slightly: "So...... This family that works against Longall has also learned our tricks? ”

"God knows, maybe they have people behind them." The whispering voice was lowered by two points: "Judging from the information we got before...... It is not impossible that this person is the lord of the city. ”

“……”

His eyes gradually fell on the high seat directly in front of him, Duan Qing fell into deep thought again, but before he could see any clues from the city lord's reaction to Longor's personal participation in the battle, a new battle in the arena had already broken out again: "Cross-"

"Fly Slash!"

Still in that flying posture, the young swordsman took the lead in using the same trick that Duan Qing had seen when escorting the convoy on the opponent's body, and the swift sword qi that made a whistling sound also gathered together in the air, sending two cross rays of light that seemed to be able to cut through space in front of the opponent. A crackling metal clash then appeared in the center of the circular square, pouring out concussive ripples that shattered glass, and Prance, who was fighting the slash head-on, then showed his expressionless face behind the glittering light, and then flipped his parry sword upwards in front of him.

"Cross—"

As if he had been prepared for this for a long time, the young swordsman, who was lifted into the air by the frenzied air current, then shouted: "Meteor Thorn! ”

Clang!

In the scene that was turned upside down by the scattered sword qi, the sword qi from Longdale converged into a line in mid-air, and then hit the big sword of Prans with a sharp force, and the Talsingh warrior who had never changed his face seemed to be a little unable to resist the power contained in this sword qi, and rolled down behind him with another metallic crisp sound, but Longdor, who had just landed, did not hesitate to speed up against the ground, and the long sword in his hand once again burst into a shining light:" Cross—"

"Ten Swords!"

Hmmm-

A dazzling sword light appeared again in the dust that was kicked up, but this time there was no sound of metal collision, and in the commotion that sounded around him, the whisper also quietly leaned in front of Duan Qing: "So soon to divide the victory?" ”

"Maybe in our eyes, these skills of his are already very powerful sword skills." Duan Qing sighed and shook his head: "But if you use it against that guy......"

"These swords in front of you are still not enough to see."

In the dust that gradually dissipated, the two opposing sides who exchanged three moves in an instant finally separated for a moment, and the panting Longall finally stood up from his half-kneeling posture and looked at the opponent on the other side with shocked eyes: "Demon, Demon Swordsman? ”

“…… That's right. ”

Standing behind the big sword on the other side of the dust, the swordsman with cyan energy in his hand finally showed his first smile since the start of the battle, and then waved the invisible wall that had blocked the opponent's sneak attack into the air in front of him: "I want to praise you. ”

"You are the first one who can force me to use my real skills."