"K-"

The sound of the sword echoed, and Lu Kaifeng swung the swept blade away, and then gently pulled the back of the sword to the side.

"Smack-"

"Bang-"

The unbladed iron sword fell from Ophelia's hand and fell to the masonry of the training grounds. Just then, there was a knock at the door of the training ground. The two of them looked over at the same time, and saw a middle-aged man who looked like an official standing at the door, and his knocking hand had not yet been lowered.

Seeing that both of them turned their eyes to themselves, the clerk first made a courtesy, and then said respectfully:

"Your Royal Highness the Princess, Your Excellency the Demon Hunter. In Lower Wesanderna Putt Reagan, he was an affairs officer. ”

"Oh, Lord Reagan, what's the matter?" Lu Kaifeng twisted his wrist and asked.

"Your Excellency the Demon Hunter, you don't have to call me an adult, you are just a affairs officer."

"Uh... Okay. Don't dwell on this for now, do you have anything to do with us? ”

"The Grand Duke has please, Your Excellency the Eye of the Storm and Young Master Dilan of the Bathory family are also here, saying that they want to discuss matters related to the Storm Fury with Your Excellency."

Oh, I'm here to deliver the money.

Hearing the eye of the storm, Lu Kaifeng knew what was going on, after all, the sword was still in his hand.

"Okay, I see," Lu Kaifeng said, hanging the practice sword back on the weapon rack, "That's all for today." ”

"Okay, teacher."

Placing the iron sword she had picked up, Ophelia responded.

"Do you want me to come along?"

"You feel free."

...

In the luxurious and solemn living room, the waiter carefully brought the soaked fine Lorans to the table, and then bowed and withdrew. Smelling the mellow charm, Kenseer took a sip of the white porcelain teacup. Opposite him is the Eye of the Storm, Audri Thanrian, known as the mighty man of Aram, and behind him, the heir of the House of Bathory, Dilan Nande Bathory. After the banquet, he asked his clerk about this Dylan, and was a little impressed by him.

If there was no such old man in front of him, he would definitely focus on this Dilan. At the age of sixteen, he passed the silver trial of the Adventurer's Guild, and in recent decades, he has been the only one in the entire Galea except Ophelia.

It's a pity that now that he is a student of Audri Thanrian, it is difficult for him to have any affection for this young man Bathory, even though he is a rare genius, even though Bathory is an old minister of Galea.

Kense, who felt sorry for this, took another sip of his teacup. The waiter on the side saw that the tea had bottomed out, and hurriedly took the teapot and made another cup for Kense.

Unlike Kense's calm face, Audrey on the other side had a gloomy face. He took the teacup and drank down the fine Lorenz, then put it down heavily. The white porcelain cup smashed on the crystal table with a heavy sound, which frightened the waiter who was about to make tea for him.

He was in a bad mood.

There is no way, as a swordsman, the sword that has followed him for many years is taken away by someone, and it is not comfortable to be replaced by anyone. That feeling is no less than being kidnapped by one's wife and children, and I believe that no one in Aram will think that this will be a good experience.

Moreover, it is also one of the best weapons in the world, made of Augin, which has excellent metal and magic conductivity, inlaid with the finest wind elemental magic gems, and enchanted by the Grand Magus himself.

It can be said that the Wrath of the Storm is the dream weapon of all swordsmen.

Not just Storm Fury, but owning a blade made of Aujin is every swordsman's lifelong dream.

And, of course, becoming a Juggernaut.

It's just that the vast majority of them can only be dreams or fantasies.

It was clear that Audri Thanrian was not one of them, not only did he have his own sword, but he also became a world-famous powerhouse. However, now his weapon has been taken away.

He traveled half a continent to get enough Ogin in the southeastern countries, and climbed over many cliffs to get this "Novi Sacko", and then traveled across the entire continent to the northeast foothills to find the best dwarven blacksmith to build it, and then went to the Elven Peninsula in the southwest and spent a lot of money to ask the Great Magister of the Wind to enchant him for him. It can be said that this sword has poured too much effort into him, and now it has been snatched away.

How could this possibly make him happy? When he got the news, he immediately bounced out of bed, eager to rush to the brunette boy's quarters and tear him to shreds, then take back his Storm Fury.

But he didn't. He still remembered that his inevitable sword was dodged by the other party, his invincible domain was easily broken by him, and he was defeated by him with just one blow. As hard as it was to accept, the brunette was stronger than him, much stronger than him.

It's a fact, even if he doesn't want to admit it.

Irritably, he drank all the cups in his cup, this was already the fourth cup since he came in, and he would not normally take such a sip. How can a black tea of this grade be drunk like an adventurer in a tavern drinking ale wine? That's a waste!

But now he really didn't have the heart to taste it. From time to time, he focused his attention on the hallway, listening to the footsteps of the people, and it could be said that he had endured as much as he could have avoided rushing out of the room to find someone.

The fifth time he put the teacup down, the waiter on the side poured the tea again, only to find that the tea was empty. He bowed slightly in apology and walked out of the room.

Not long after the waiter walked out of the living room, footsteps sounded in the corridor outside the door, judging by the number, it should be three people.

Audrey knew that the person he was waiting for was coming, and he restrained himself from looking back, lest the other party take advantage of his weakness, and took a sip from his teacup, but only drank a little that was just left. Only then did he realize that he had already drunk a pot of Lorence.

He suppressed the irritability in his heart and controlled his strength to put down the teacup, but the white porcelain cup still slammed into the crystal table, making a screeching sound.

Kense, sipping his black tea leisurely, watched the scene with some amusement. This kind of scene is not common, even as the Grand Duke of Galea, it is difficult for him to see this kind of platinum level. However, he will only suppress this strangeness in his heart, and will not show it, no matter how he says that the other party is also a platinum level, there is no benefit in offending.

"Tuk-tuk-"

"Grand Duke, Your Excellency the Eye of the Storm, Your Excellency the Demon Hunter Lu Kaifeng, and Her Royal Highness Princess Ophelia have arrived." Wessandner stood by the door, knocked softly, and said respectfully.

"Invite them in." The Grand Duke held the teacup and bowed his head.

"Yes."

The dark purple robe appeared at the door, and Lu Kaifeng, with short black hair, walked in, and behind him, Ophelia also followed.

And the moment Lu Kaifeng came in, Audri had already paid attention to the door, and then, his eyes were attracted by the silver-white long sword in the opponent's hand.

Storm Fury.

His sword.