North Mireis ushered in their savior.

But the soldiers defending the city didn't know, but were surprised that this middle-aged man who could almost be called an uncle and a young man with only one right arm actually wanted to enter the city against the flow of people.

"Why did you go in?" asked the soldier guarding the door, puzzled.

"Why can't we go in?" the middle-aged man asked rhetorically.

It's a special time for the Origin Demon Clan to approach North Miris, and although the Earl who guards here has limited the number of people who can go out of the city, some people still can't stop trying to take advantage of the chaos.

After all, since the Origin Demon Clan began to invade, except for a level city like Oguto, which was fully prepared and blessed by the gods, it did not fall, and the rest of the cities were quietly turned into scorched earth ruins.

All kinds of tragic images about how cruel the Origin Demon Race was, and the fallen area turned into hell.

In the face of growing fear, even the soldiers began to think about how to leave the city, which seemed to have lost hope.

After a brief inquiry about the origin, Andre and the others were released into this city with a turbulent dark river.

After all, the Earl only said that those who went out should be strictly controlled, and did not say that outsiders should be restricted from entering.

And the direction should be from the rear, it should just come to pick up the relatives who are still here.

Andrey's identity has not been revealed until now, so the soldiers did not pay much attention to the two men, and continued to invest in blocking the trend of the crowd leaving the city.

"Don't they want to stay and protect their homes?" Wright, looking at the almost crowded crowd at the city gates, couldn't help but feel dissatisfied with the irresponsibility of this group of people.

But at that moment, he also noticed that there seemed to be several pairs of eyes watching the two of them, who had just entered the city.

It can't be that you want to grab a fortune before you leave, right?

Now the chaos in the city is no longer something that a few guards can handle, and there should be many people who think like this.

"Everyone has their own aspirations, and most people have not experienced such a major right and wrong, and it is understandable that if you want to live, you can choose the most beneficial way for yourself. ”

Andre didn't seem to have the same consciousness as Wrightinn, and just walked slowly down the avenue with his eyes forward.

Wright turned back again in disapprehension, and found several figures quickly fleeing his sight, and his heart became more and more suspicious.

Do you want to tell Andrey's seniors about this? It's normal for a combination of the old, weak, sick and disabled like them to be targeted by others, but if there is really a conflict, it will do more harm than good.

Even if the robbers were to be defeated in the end, it would be their plans to find people in the city.

"That, Andre's senpai······"

Before he could finish speaking, the guardian of the Doomsday Thunderbox interrupted him: "Wright, ahem, you have something to talk about later." The old man wants to find a place to rest, so you can take this money and buy some food. ”

As he spoke, he handed him a money bag with about five pieces of Imperial Silver remaining.

"The old man will go over there and find a place to sit first, and go back quickly. ”

All the while, before Wright could speak, Andre hobbled to a teahouse not far away with a hobbling pace appropriate to his age.

Maybe the seniors are really tired.

Wright thought so.

After all, he is also an ordinary person, and he has always been oppressed by magic because he wants to protect the Doomsday Thunderbox.

No matter how strong a person is, there will be times when he is tired, and Andre's predecessors know their limits very well.

Fortunately, I don't know if the seniors did it intentionally, the money bag, which is regarded as a target by ordinary robbers, is now in his own hands, and no one will disturb the seniors' rest.

With an empty left cuff, he began to look around the chaotic streets, looking for the food that Andrew's predecessors usually liked to eat.

Gradually, there were fewer and fewer people on the streets.

This is a common occurrence today, with only a handful of people haggling with a handful of shops in areas farther away from the gates, even in the normally thriving commercial districts.

Do you think you can be safe by hiding in your home or escaping the city?

Wright laughs at their ignorant behavior, and at the same time has a headache about where to buy the food that his predecessors liked.

Let's go to another street.

He walked into the large and small alleys that crisscrossed the city, and because it was a stone road, the sound of every step clearly fell into his ears.

Naturally, there are some clumsiness that want to hide their footsteps.

As a former freelancer, if you don't have good insight in the complex environment, it is tantamount to being in the dark and letting monsters slaughter you.

It can be said that the people who came out of the vicinity of the Magic Mountain Range, even if they are not top-level freelancers, are definitely not inferior to the scouts of any army in terms of reconnaissance.

For example, this guy who has been sneaking behind him for a long time found out not long after he left Andrey's predecessors.

The reason why I didn't mention it before was because I was afraid that the local battle would affect other people, and I also wanted to give the other party a chance to give up this wrong idea.

But presumably he personally persuaded those people not to ask for hardship, and the other party would not believe it.

Who called himself now just a disabled person with only his right arm, who seems to be completely incapable of fighting.

What's more, he still has a lot of property on his body.

"Come out, I don't know if you're alive or dead. ”

After bypassing the two alleys, Wright listened to the other party still had no intention of leaving, and even had to approach step by step, and finally couldn't help but speak.

"I didn't expect you to be quite sensitive, a cripple. ”

Sure enough, even if it was pointed out, there was no panic.

Maybe they've been betting on how long they can track it without being detected.

Because when Wright turned around, he saw that one of them was in a good mood, while the other two were wrinkled, and they looked like they had lost money.

"I wanted you to be a chance to realize how stupid you are, but you don't seem to be on the verge of cherishing it. ”

"Then let's give you a chance to recognize your stupidity!"

One of them laughed and said, "It's just a waste of one hand, do you really think that a sword at your waist can defeat us?"

"Well, you can't say that. The other man stepped forward, staring at Lightin with a mixture of resentment and greed, "The lad has at least spotted us—it's a bit out of place, but there's no doubt that the boy has some skills in combat." ”

"So what! Looking at this decay, it doesn't look like a regular army. It can't be a freelancer who was screamed by the Origin Demon and fled back, right?"

Listening to the conversation between the three of them, Wright was not annoyed or angry, but was interested in the exaggerated and accurately guessed words of these people.

Obviously just an ordinary street gangster, why does it seem like he is deliberately targeting me for a long time?

It stands to reason that after traveling with my seniors for so long, there should be no bad habits left over from the freelancer days - except for the nightly drinking.

Could it be that he had been near the Demon Mountain Range before, and he was a little familiar with him?

Before he could think about it, one of the thugs at the head strode forward with a crowbar, looking like he was going to beat Wrightin well.

"I'll give you a choice, do you want to be beaten hard first and then pay, or pay the money first and then beaten hard?"

Wright took a step back and pressed his hand to the scabbard, "I'm sorry, but I don't have a penchant for getting beaten or throwing money. ”

"Then there's not much to say. ”

It was obvious that the man was a little jealous of the bright sword, and turned his head and called the other two people to surround Wright before he dared to make a move.

But as a freelancer who has been born and died in the Demon Mountain Range for many years, coupled with the swordsmanship that has advanced by leaps and bounds under the guidance of Andre's predecessors these days, how can a few little gangsters match that such combat experience and ability?

I saw Wright holding the sword in one hand, his body grasping the delicate balance of losing an arm, and he dodged the crowbar again and again.

Like a soaring swallow, active in this battle circle.

Every time they saw it, they could hit the target, but every time they were strained, the feeling of being strained by too much force after the miss made the three of them more and more irritable.

At this time, Wrightin was relieved and encouraged by the efforts that were not in vain.

After almost meeting the requirements he wanted, he finally waved the long sword in his hand to launch a counterattack before his physical strength was exhausted.

Instead of using the blade part of the sword to kill directly, but slapping the opponent with the sword bone and the back of the shoulder.

Wright's sword was not a rapier, but a one-handed heavy sword that matched the weight of a blunt weapon he had previously used.

Although it is not as powerful as a normal broadsword, the power of the slap can still deal a lot of damage to the target.

In a short time, all three of them were photographed several times, and if they took off their clothes, they could see that almost all of their bodies were bruised.

This is the result of Wright's mercy on the part of his men, otherwise they don't know how many bones have been broken.

"Stop! almost! almost!"

The thug in the lead suddenly spoke, and beckoned the others to step back out of Wrightin's range.

Wright, who was standing there with his sword in his hand, smiled contemptuously on his face: "What? Why stop? Don't you want to bully me, a disabled person?"

Take a menacing step, lean forward, and assume that you are about to rush forward to continue the fight.

"Wait, wait, wait!" After quickly saying a series of waits, he explained as best he could, "Misunderstanding! Misunderstanding, Lai-sama!"

Wright, who was still wondering why the other party didn't run just now, was also stunned for a moment, and asked half-loudly: "Do you know my name?"

"You're Lord Lightinn, aren't you? We're just ordered to monitor your abilities, my lord!"

At this moment, a burst of applause broke the atmosphere behind Wrightin.

"Who!" Reflex Wright jumped backwards as he raised his sword, and immediately widened the distance between the sound source that suddenly appeared behind him.

"Don't worry, little brother, it's me. ”

At this moment, Wright saw the face of the comer clearly, and said in astonishment: "Andre senior!?"

"That's right, it's the old man. Andre smiled and said to him, "You just saw all the old men who fought just now. I have to say that the progress has been very great. Although it may not have reached your previous level, as long as you persist in this way, I believe that sooner or later you will be able to inherit the mantle of the old man. ”

"Front······ The seniors praised it falsely!"

The young man didn't know what the situation was for a while, but there was no doubt that this was a game set up by Andre's predecessors for himself, in order to test his ability.

Fortunately, there was no killer at the beginning, otherwise this game would have been broken by Andre's predecessors in advance.

Or did the seniors always believe that they would not kill ordinary people?

"What the hell is going on? I'm a little confused. ”

Faced with Wrightin's question, Andre showed a smile that was rare on the journey.

This smile contains the joy of growing up with the younger generations who have been carefully taught, and the comfort of finally putting your mind at ease.

The former, of course, is due to Wright, and the latter is—

"Although these three friends are from the underworld, they are indeed our rare partners at this time. ”

Andre raised his head at the three people and said, "It's hard work for the three of you, if you want to heal your injuries, the old man will also pay for it, after all, it's Wright's cause in the end." ”

"No, no, thank you for your kindness. ”

One of the "thugs" hurriedly stopped, and then explained to Wrightin, who had been in the dark:

"We are members of the Six-Winged Underworld Division, and we have been directly ordered by the boss to come to the city gate to greet Senior Andre and Lord Lightin. ”

Six Wings?

Isn't that a notorious underground criminal syndicate?!

Wrightin looked at Andrey, who was still smiling, with an incomprehensible expression.