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Raymond stood there stupidly, the content in his mind was blank for a moment, and the two pupils that were arrogant a few minutes ago became confused at this time.

"I ...... Lost? After a while, he shuddered slightly, took two steps back, and then fell to his knees as if he had lost his soul.

Raymond propped his hands on the wooden floor of the tavern hall, and his two constricted dotted pupils looked blankly at the lines on the wooden floor, questioning himself for a moment that he had never questioned before.

"Why? Why can he beat me so easily? Why can't I even handle a curly sword? Why was I so overwhelmed by him? Why? The young swordsman kept asking himself inwardly, "Is it ...... Am I actually weak? Am I just an arrogant wretch? ”

The psychological blow that Finn gave him was too great.

Thinking so unwillingly, Raymond felt a circle of tears suddenly and uncontrollably rush up his tear ducts.

He hurriedly raised his arm and wiped his eyes.

If this defeated face was seen by the drinkers around him, he would dig a hole in the ground to get into it, even if he used his hand planer.

Finn stood condescendingly in front of Raymond, his heart softened, and he suddenly wanted to bend down and reach out to pull the young swordsman up.

However, he thought about it for a while and eventually retracted the impulse.

Because, beating Raymond like he is now almost left with a psychological shadow, this is the result he wants.

The reason why the Blood Sword Saint in history was willing to accept Queen Cosette's transformation ritual and turn into a vampire was precisely because of his extremely proud and conceited personality, which caused him to despise the dignity of being a human being more and more, so in order to get a chance to further improve his strength, he joined the camp of the undead under the persuasion of the Blood Queen of the Dark Alliance.

In his previous life, Raymond believed that the human body constrained his potential, so he made the choice to become a vampire.

Therefore, the more arrogant Raymond was at this time, the more Finn wanted to crush his excess arrogance, so that he could realize that his strength was far from being strong enough to change races, and by the way, he should realize how much his IQ had been lowered by his weak and weak secondary disease.

Of course, Raymond's true strength is actually not as unbearable as it was just shown in the heads-up with Finn.

If you judge it only based on personal feelings, Fein feels that Raymond's strength at this time is at least no worse than that of an ordinary silver-level adventurer, and with a little effort, he can even touch the threshold of the gold level in the near future.

The reason why Raymond lost to him was not because Raymond was too weak, but because he was too strong for Raymond at this time.

After all, his swordsmanship comes from the future, and the combat skills he has mastered in his heart are not exaggerated even if they are beyond the time period of 460 years of the Quaternary Age, and it is not just because of bad luck that Anderson Beast Hitomi, the bandit leader of the Wolf Tooth Stronghold, and the Black Knight Sect 'Vogart, who has completed the advanced profession, have lost to him in the hands of him with a rank advantage.

The duel between Finn and Raymond ended with the two of them getting along, and Arroyo and Lilith walked over to Finn from the crowd of onlookers.

"Congratulations, my lord, on your victory." Arroyo smiled and congratulated Feindo.

In the following second, he turned his face slightly sideways and glanced at Raymond, who was kneeling on the ground in a dazed and frustrated manner, and thought, "Who made you so arrogant?" You deserve to be taught a lesson by adults. ”

From the very beginning, he had found Raymond to be annoying, and the young swordsman had not made a good first impression on the young thief.

While Arroyo congratulated Finn, Lilith didn't say anything, just crouched down and picked up Raymond's curved sword from the tavern floor.

The black-haired warlock girl blinked at the curved sword she held in her hand, then stretched out her hands and handed the curved sword to Finn.

Finn glanced at Lilith, smiled and took the sword from the latter's hand.

After that-

"It's your sword." Fein crouched down so that his height was level with Raymond who was kneeling on the ground, and then handed the curved sword in his hand towards Raymond.

Raymond raised his head, as if broken, looking at Fain, and then at the curved sword, which he held so dear.

He remembered that the curved sword had been forged by his own hands according to the blueprints of weapons given to him by a merchant from the Far East.

Raymond cupped his lips in his teeth and reached out to snatch the sword that belonged to him from Finn's hand at once.

He has been learning martial arts from all kinds of people along the way, and he is proud of this sword, which has also rewarded him with victories.

And yet now......

"I ......," he felt his throat choke.

Suddenly, before he could finish his sentence, a deafening continuous sound covered the entire murmur of the fragrant shell snail tavern.

"When-when-when-"

It was a series of loud bells.

The direction in which the sound came from was the port area north of the town of Blue Harbor.

……

As night spreads, the color of the sky gradually darkens from the dusky yellow of the evening, and a waning moon faintly peeks out of the clouds high in the sky with half a silver face.

The giant alarm bell hanging high above the lighthouse had long since stopped swaying, and the guard on duty on the tower rolled his eyes and collapsed in a pool of blood next to the bell, his heart gouged out of his chest by a terrifying claw, and a pair of bruised tooth marks on his neck.

The pirates descended from the Misty Islands in several large ships, and landed on the southern shore of the Saint-Furen Sea in the here and now, and cleaned up several patrols guarding the harbor area like scythes mowing the grass.

The leader of these outlaw fanatics, Captain Jackson the Redbeard, stood on the deck of his ship, watching the deplorable scene in the harbor with his only remaining one-eye.

Jackson was in his sixties, with a large dark red beard with a few strands of white silk on the cheeks on either side of his chin and cheeks, a black triangular eyepatch on his hollow left eye socket, a tall build, broad arms, strong muscles, and fierce eyes, all of which made him look as if he had no signs of aging.

In the area of the southern coast of Saint-Furen, he was notorious and notorious, always using all kinds of brutal means to leave death, disasters and plunders in his pass, as well as countless wrecks of ships that sank to the bottom of the sea.

Legend has it that in the waters of the Sea of St. Fren, as soon as the skeletal black sails of Captain Jackson the Redbeard's large ship were exposed to the sea level, no matter how seasoned the sailors were, they would panic and fall into fear, or even give up resistance altogether, and then rely on their skilled swimming skills to jump from the deck into the sea with a "poof" and flee in a hurry.

Red-bearded Jackson rested his arms on the railing of the ship's side and watched as his cold, one-eyed watchmen slaughtered the guards who dared to resist, looted the harbor area, and then divided into several squads to drive the deserters of the town patrol into the direction of the town and launched a further invasion.

Soon after, a black bat descended from the night sky and landed beside the red-bearded captain in a cloud of blood mist.

The mist of blood condensed into a human form at an astonishing rate, turning into a male vampire dressed in an ornate gown.

The male vampire's name was Kilrivers, and he wore a noble black dress with a gold trim on the collar, and his bewitching crimson eyes and his white, handsome face added an elegant beauty to the fear of the living.

On the North Coast, Kilrivers is a noble baron who follows and allegiates to the Blood Queen Cosette, and here on the South Coast, he is an envoy to the Jackson the Redbeard on behalf of the undead nation.

Captain Redbeard glanced sideways at the young knight beside him and asked, "Baron Kilrivers, the harbor area of Azur Harbor is unfolding before your eyes, are you quite satisfied with this harbor town built on the edge of the bay?" ”

The white, handsome vampire baron turned his crimson eyes to glance at Jackson, a smile of pleasure on his face.

He replied, "It's a place to look forward to, and even though Violet's Hurengue is much more prosperous than it is, I don't mind turning it into my original barony." You know, I don't have a baron title, but I don't have a fief under my hands. ”

"But I don't think the priests and knights of the Templars will stand idly by." Redbeard Jackson narrowed his eyes and carefully reminded the baron beside him in his naturally low voice, "If you occupy Blue Harbor now, I would be happy to take my reward so easily, and you and your Majesty the Queen will not have any good fruit to eat in the near future." ”

"So, our purpose here isn't to take over the port town in one fell swoop, is we?" "Don't forget, Mr. Captain, Her Majesty's order is not for us to capture Azur Harbor. All we have to do now is select a few obedient slaves from this place and train them. The real war will have to wait a little longer. ”

As the words fell, the handsome baron, who belonged to the younger generation in the blood society, turned his back to the sea breeze blowing from the St. Flon Sea, raised his slender fingers to lift a strand of long hair that was scattered in front of him to the side of his head, and his two crimson eyes cast his gaze into the distance.

"It's getting late, Mr. Captain." Kilrivers looked at the night scene in the distance and suddenly sighed.

"yes, it's getting late...... And it's raining. Jackson looked up at the waning moon high in the sky, and spread his palms to catch a few drops of rain falling from the sky.

"Night is falling." Kilrivers reached out and spread his five slender, sharp nails, then closed his five fingers to take the night view of the town of Azur Harbor into his palm, "For our deal, and for the future of the Dark Alliance...... and Her Majesty the Queen. ”

He exhaled and said the rest of the words.