Brown skin, green fangs.

The girl stared at the hideous-looking demon in the mirror, stared at the pair of red pupils that seemed to be dripping with blood, and couldn't help but sigh lowly.

never thought that one day she would walk in the world as a demon.

But she still wanted to see—to see the outside world, no matter how filthy, no matter how unclean, it was a real part of the world, a thorn that she had to break on her way.

If you don't even have the courage to face this, how can you walk on the path of the main practice and walk in the light of God?

Holding a sword is holding a ring, Mia Windwhisperer's faith does not waver even the slightest, but last night, at the moment of staring at the young demon whose corpse was desecrated, there was indeed a certain emotional germ in her heart, and some emotion that should not have appeared quietly poked its head out.

That's mercy.

Mercy for demons?

Although she did not want to admit it, she did develop compassion at that time—compassion for those who had to be purified, and compassion that was absolutely not allowed to be born.

For this, she spent the whole night in repentance.

Although the dice house provided a simple dwelling, it was just enough to give each of three people a single room, and the girl with a certain amount of independent space arranged a simple altar in the small room, knelt on the ground, folded her hands, restrained her thoughts, and began to pray.

To the supreme light, to the all-knowing and all-powerful Lord—

God does not give His followers the answer directly, but the answer is found in the doctrine that is read daily.

Reciting the scriptures.

It is both a confession and a guide.

"Thy crown of charity and mercy. ”

The sword-bearers of the Order reverently read the Psalms in praise of the Lord, and the plain words were now as bright as the lights in the darkness, guiding His lost lamb with a dazzling light.

Yes, the Most High Light was never a cold god.

He loved the world and had compassion on the world.

Demons are demons - but before they become demons, they first survive as human beings.

Mercy for them is only mercy for them who were once born, for them who have been awakened from their eternal sleep by the erosion of chaos.

Loss of the human mind.

Loss of human posture.

It exists in the form of immortal filth.

What a twist, how unclean, how ...... Abomination.

So—

The minions of chaos do not tolerate the world, and their very existence is an insult to humanity and a desecration of order.

To hold the sword is to keep the precepts, and to redress the sins with this body.

That's what sword-wielders are all about.

After realizing this, the haze in her heart was swept away, and through the guidance of the Lord, she also found her direction again.

She wants to witness the consequences of the erosion of chaos, the suffering of mankind, the people and things that can be witnessed, so as to become the Lord's blade, and annihilate the vast darkness and chaos beyond the order before the chain of misfortune is created.

But you can't go out like this.

Before leaving, she was warned that almost everyone in Ore Town had striking demonization features, and ordinary humans like her, who did not have alienation features, would be 100% the focus of everyone's attention, and then within ten minutes the news of the arrival of Gentiles in Ore Town would spread throughout this small town, and then attract the attention of the spies planted here by the Dark Guild.

For this, a certain amount of camouflage must be made.

So he put on a red false pupil, put on a brownish skin, and put on a mask of blue fangs.

She...... became a monster.

Then I came to a town full of monsters.

The edge is located at the junction of the lower and the foggy regions, and even though the long night symbolizing darkness has come to an end, the light and heat are still insulated from this painful land, and the thick fog blocks the direct rays of the sun, and the gray sky seems to cast a layer of despair over the whole world.

The sword-bearers of the Order walk above the barren world.

The distance between people has been widened like never before, every pedestrian is careful to keep a distance from others, the whole body is covered by heavy cotton clothes, the dotted pedestrians are like walking on the isolated islands on the ground, and there is no sound of conversation on the whole road, only the sound of heavy footsteps echoes.

There is no vitality, and there is no vitality.

All people are not so much alive as they are not dead.

It's a town that's dying.

Even girls who know little about this place can feel the death intent that pervades the town.

Numbness, sorrow and despair.

The townsfolk here are nothing more than a bunch of walking corpses, and even if they still have human flesh, noble souls have long since fallen and sunk in the darkness, and all that remains is the embers of the name of humans.

Mia's heart was heavy.

Even more terrible than the demonization of the flesh is the alienation of the mind - the people here seem to have completely abandoned hope and light, and have lost themselves under the erosion of the fog of the Nameless.

There is no way to save it.

The girl clenched her fists, turning her pain into firewood of strength, accumulating the fire in her heart.

But—

Suddenly, her hand was grabbed.

Subconsciously turned around, and what caught my eye was a guy wrapped in bandages all over his body.

I don't know ...... at all.

The sword-wielding man, who had not been deeply involved in the world, did not react at once, but remained silent and tilted his head slightly.

"My name is Willie. The bandaged man, who couldn't see his facial features clearly, leaned forward slightly, and said in a low, soft but powerful voice, "One of Amy Ulysses' few friends. ”

The girl blinked, but did not reply.

"Listen," he leaned closer, looking like he was molesting her from a distance, "Amy is dangerous, very dangerous—"

After a brief pause, the intelligence merchant continued: "The dice house has its sights on him. ”

"Understand ......" the sword-wielding man, who had no idea about the division of forces in the lower districts, couldn't help frowning, "No. ”

"I'll cut a long story short. After carefully surveying his surroundings, the bandage man who called himself Willy breathed a sigh of relief, "The dice house is dangerous, and Dick is not to be trusted—they are webweavers, and their prey can only be entangled deeper and deeper by them, and finally become a snack after a spider's meal. ”

"Oh. The girl replied lightly.

"Ulysses, he's been targeted," the intelligence merchant repeated, "he's dangerous right now, the Dice House and the Dark Guild have long been complicit, it's a trap." ”

"Trap?" The Order's sword-wielder showed her coldness for the first time, her pure eyes as crystal clear as jade were as sharp as razors at this moment, and a simple glance seemed to see the other party through, "Are you sure?"

"Of course. Willie replied in the affirmative, "I'm the best intelligence merchant." ”

"Hmm. With a low response, the girl lowered her eyelids.

- Who can be trusted?

She doesn't know, but she can give it to the guy to evaluate, hopefully...... Hopefully he can be trusted.

"Tell Ulysses the news. The intelligence merchant, who was wrapped in bandages all over his body, said, his tone suddenly shortened, "Then, kick me away with all your might." ”

"Are you sure?" said the sword-wielding man with an inquiring look.

Willy nodded, but then, the face that could not be seen was distorted and revealed, and the whole person bowed straight like a shrimp, one step, two steps, three steps...... He instinctively took nearly ten steps backwards, then reached out to grab something, but all he could hold on to was a thick mist, and his unbalanced body lay straight on the ground, curled up in a ball.

What kind of monster is this......

The intelligence merchant was gradually blurred, and there were no other thoughts in his mind.

On the other side, the sword-wielding who had no intention of continuing her journey returned to a remote cabin in a corner of the town, and to her surprise, she ran into the boy from the dice house again.

"How?" he leaned against the door, looking at her with a smile, "Did you have a good time?"

"Not at all. Mia wasn't going to hide anything about it, "Here, it's dead." ”

That's a very Order-style answer. The apostle of the dice house shifted to make way for the girl to return, "but I disagree—it seems to me that this town on the edge is not only alive, but also living the greatness of life." ”

"Oh. The girl who knew that the other party was not dealing with her only responded in a low voice.

"The so-called marginal zone is the abandoned zone, and the townspeople here are outcasts, outcasts. Dick said to himself, "Isn't it the greatness of life that they can still live their wonderful lives in this corroded land, even though they have been banished and abandoned by everyone?"

"It's better to be alive," the young sword-wielder paused slightly at the threshold, his cold words implying a resolute will, "it is better to die right now." ”

"Sure enough—" The beautiful blond-haired young man's eyes suddenly sharpened, "I can't get along with you." ”

"Each other. The girl also did not hide her disgust.

"It seems that we are really honest. Seeing the girl staggered past him, the boy in the dice house straightened up, "I hope we can all keep this in the future, such as ...... Who is that bandaged man wrapped around you? ”

"Rude. The footsteps of departure did not stop in the slightest, and the sword-wielder of the Order disappeared from sight.

"House of the Lost...... A bunch of guys who don't know what to call it. With a low sip, the blonde-haired apostle raised his head and stared out the window at the thick fog that covered the entire street, at the hazy sky blocked by the fog, "But there's no need to pay too much attention to the clown's performance, after all, I've been invincible from the beginning." ”

"Because ......," he smiled, his sharp gaze seemed to see through the fog, as if he saw the future that could not be called long, and then said in a natural voice, "The victor has always been on my side." ”