Amy carefully wiped the old short sword in her hand, the short sword was very short, only about fifty centimeters long, and she couldn't even do the basic parry in sword skills when holding it; the short sword was very old, and the red and black sword was full of rust marks, and only in the sunlight passing through the occasional shade gap could you see the cold light faintly flashing on the edge of the blade - if the weapon also has age and generation, then it must be the old man of the weapon.

But among the weapons, there is no such thing as being old and strong.

Weapons below the quality of the ancient will gradually become brittle under the erosion of the years, and even in the battle, there will be a terrible scene of shattering at the touch of a finger, and even the ancient weapons produced by the ancient masters, and the works of contemporary masters, there is often a considerable gap - new forging techniques, new forging materials, the smelting and forging of weapons, is always improving with the development of the times, and better and better weapons will always replace and eliminate those old antiques.

It's just that...... The situation with this short sword is different.

The short sword is an ancestral heirloom of the Ulysses family, and is a quenching weapon.

Quenching fire refers to not ordinary home fire, but the flame of fire, the ancient weapon is already the pinnacle of human technology, perhaps there is still room for progress in the smelting and forging of materials, but there is not much, want to further break through the limit of the physical properties of the weapon, give it the great power beyond the mundane, only rely on the fire - fire is the origin of civilization, is the embodiment of order, the weapon after the quenching of the fire, not eroded by the years, nor impregnated by chaos, is a veritable holy weapon of order.

But comparatively, the surviving amount is extremely rare.

Rarer than the spark currently in the hands of mankind, it is a real treasure.

— but that's not all.

Nothing special except for being slightly sharper, at least that's what Amy thinks.

Amy's name is Amy Ulysses, Amy's name doesn't say much except for a little femininity, but the surname is a privilege that only the glorious can have, symbolizing the glory created by the ancestors, symbolizing the innate noble bloodline - even if it is now declining and has lost its former power, at least it is the family of the Chosen One, and the great blood of the ancestors has been inherited.

No matter how depressed you are, you can still live a decent life.

But that's just in general.

The situation of the Ulysses family is special, not to mention the decline many years ago, and in recent years it has offended the lord of the city of Hemtika, who in the era of the city-state, the lord of the city has always been the most powerful of the glorious family, and even if there is a parliament to check and balance, its power can still be described as monstrous.

So after the disappearance of her parents, in order not to be an eyesore in the eyes of some big people, Amy consciously sold her family's property and came to the lower district to beg for a living - of course, it may not be right to say that it is a little begging for a living, after all, relying on the sold family property, he is still quite rich, but he lives in a chaotic "untouchable area", and more or less has to say hello to some less friendly guys.

This is not a simple matter, as evidenced by patches of bruises on the body.

It was the masterpiece of the giant Paul.

The giant Paul is a member of the command of Emperor Michelangelo in the lower districts, nearly two and a half meters tall, the bulging muscles of his strong body can almost tear through his clothes, and even his face is covered with horizontal meat, and he looks like a gorilla walking upright from a distance, which is simply the best synonym for fierce and vicious.

But the opposite of the muscles is his intelligence - what makes Amy quite nerve-wracking is that this guy is a stupid big guy who can only see short-term benefits, and the word "rat eye" is literally made for him. You don't need to think about it with a brain full of muscles, you are really going to be in a hurry, even rabbits will bite people, let alone people - collecting protection money according to his kind of collection method is simply forcing people to death, rather than committing suicide in the dirty and messy lower area, it is better to return to the upper area and gamble on the belly of those big people.

But...... Fortunately, there is no need to deal with him now.

After all...... The dead don't speak.

Amy got up and patted the dust, carefully tucked the dagger into the cuff, looked up at the dark clouds in the sky that were so thick that they couldn't be dissolved, and said in an almost joking tone: "I hope our Emperor His Majesty can change to a slightly smarter guy this time...... Well, don't be too smart, too smart and I'm the one who is unlucky in the end. ”

- If he could, he didn't want to offend His Majesty the Emperor of the lower districts.

Michelangelo's power is no less than that of many glorious people, although the lower district is called the lower district, but the area is much larger than the upper district, and the population is much larger - the city of the city-state era retains the characteristics of the pre-ancient era of living by fire, but limited by the expansion of the population, the city is divided into two walls of the upper district, the lower district and the fog area - most of the upper district is inhabited by the city's elite class, under the protection of the fire they live a safe and prosperous life, and the lower district is often craftsmen, mercenaries, The settlements of peasants and other small citizens are one of the areas with the worst public security. As for the Fog Zone...... It is a real danger zone, shrouded in nameless fog all year round, and there are even rumors that there are terrible demons inhabited in it - according to legend, Michelangelo became the rightful emperor of the lower districts because of the help of the demons there.

Of course, this is something that cannot be examined.

It can only be said to be grapevine.

But I have to admit that there is a huge amount of information hidden in this - demons are the minions of chaos, the natural enemies of all living beings in this world, they usually haunt the nameless fog that lingers all year round, but occasionally break through the shackles of fire and set off a bloody storm in the lower areas.

If the news is true, then the Order's intervention will be inevitable.

The Order has no name, or the name of the Order is the Order, it is the blade of the guardian of humanity, the protector of civilization and order, and the only known behemoth in the Dark Ages to have a unified administrative plan among multiple city-states - even the members of the Citizens' Council or the lord of the castle in high up will be a little afraid of the sword-wielding of the Order.

- Holding the sword, that is, holding the precepts.

The bearer of the sword is the judge who is faintly above the world.

It's just that the Order rarely gets involved in secular politics, they seem to have no desire for the world, and the only thing that can attract their attention is the legacy of their ancestors, and ...... Invasion of Chaos.

Collusion with demons - but a great sin.

Since the fall of the Great Wall of Eternal Night and the end of the Age of Kings, mankind has completely lost the possibility of confronting the blind and foolish chaos, and can only passively shrink under the protection of the fire, relying on cities to resist the ubiquitous dark erosion - although it is rumored that the Order has begun to reclaim the Great Wall of Eternal Night and end the Dark Ages, but the rumors are only rumors after all, if the tide of chaos is really so easy to end, the once glorious Age of Kings will not be reduced to the dust of history overnight- You must know that it was the age of kings, the era of the most prosperous human civilization, and the great era that was not satisfied with being trapped in the Great Wall of Eternal Night, and once marched towards the realm of chaos.

Compared with this era, it is simply synonymous with ignorance and backwardness.

No kaolin flower can be born in a barren land, and no matter how legendary the Order is, its strength cannot be a castle in the air, it must be built on a certain material foundation - and unfortunately, the city-states that are isolated from each other like islands cannot give birth to a truly powerful civilization, and there must be a critical point, an insurmountable critical point in the Order's transcendent power.

It may be unimaginably powerful, but it is never possible to reach the age of kings.

So, it's just a rumor, like Michelangelo's collusion with demons, just a rumor that can't be believed.

But...... Rumors of collusion with demons...... Thinking about it carefully, the taste is indeed not right, regardless of the truth or falsity of this news, even if he is really related to those monsters in the Misty Region who are not human or ghostly, if there are no other forces behind it, who would dare to risk offending His Majesty the Emperor of the lower region and spread this news that is very involved in the city.

It looks like the lower districts are going to be messed up.

Amy realized that he was not familiar with the lower districts, and the only people he knew were Emperor Michelangelo and a few snakes gathered under his command, and he didn't know much about the other characters and forces - just because he hadn't heard of them didn't mean that they didn't exist, just as the scorching sun would obscure the brilliance of the stars, and under the mighty voice of Emperor Michelangelo, everyone else was as insignificant as dust.

But the sun's brilliance, as blazing as it is, always has its moments of dimming – and now, it seems, it's time.

"It seems that I am involved in some kind of terrible situation. ”

The young man who finally came to his senses, after realizing the seriousness of the situation, unconsciously put his hand on his forehead.

But since the incident has happened, no matter how much you are annoyed at this time, it is useless, and the top priority now is to think of a set of rhetoric, a set of rhetoric that can perfectly hide yourself.

"Really...... Why didn't you control your hands at this delicate time...... I'm - a bad luck guy. ”

Amy couldn't help but sigh deeply: No matter what you think, you have offended Michelangelo, the most powerful emperor in the lower districts, when you first arrive, the life after that will definitely not be easy, if you don't do it, it is not impossible to make a fuss about your life - the name of the glorious person is good to hear, but behind the glory is still real power in the final analysis, and a false name without power may be able to win some respect on the surface, but once it involves the interests of the relatively core, there is no room for maneuver, and you can only talk with fists and swords- What's even more unfortunate is that he doesn't have either, and in the eyes of the hungry wolf who is eyeing him, he is even more white rabbit than a white rabbit.

"It's ......"

He seemed to want to say something, but in the middle of his sentence, his voice stopped abruptly.

"-Oooo

The ringknob of the door was gently tapped, like the death knell of death.