The city of Olympia's vast and complex sewer system is enough to amaze all the scholars who have studied architecture throughout history.

Hundreds of intertwined waterways, dense as spider webs, form the complete picture of this maze of magnificent underground works, which originated from the wild dreams of a certain king in the Middle Ages, but has not been completed for hundreds of years due to many factors such as manpower, financial resources, and incomplete alchemical technology.

In the end, St. Ingres, the greatest magician in the history of the empire, with his boundless wisdom, with countless efforts, and countless alchemists to study day and night, capped this hundred-year-long project, and since then, the city of Olympia has never been plagued by torrential rains, floods, or plagues.

Although it is recognized by countless people as a great engineering monument, with the exception of a handful of scholars and craftsmen, few adventurers are willing to step into this ancient "labyrinth", and even the inhabitants of the city may never have the idea of visiting this underground monument in their lifetime.

Tonight, the ancient building, which had been silent for hundreds of years under the city of Olympia, welcomed two strange visitors.

Waterway No. 19.

In the dark sewers, the dirty and dark river water flows slowly, the smell of rancid water permeates the air, the stone brick walls are covered with pitch-black moss, and from time to time a few small figures run along the aisle beside the river.

A man and a woman walked through the filthy waterway, the man in a mage robe, carrying a gray box on his back, and a yellowed parchment in his hand, looking at it with his head down.

Walking in front of the man was a very beautiful woman, with a tuft of fiery red hair, a black leotard that outlined her slender and voluptuous curves, and a magic lamp in her hand that illuminated the waterway.

The woman looked at the disgusting flesh under her boots, pursed her lips, turned her head and said, "How long do you have to walk? I can't stand the disgusting air here, anyway, why do you choose this route?"

"Because this waterway is the closest to the place you said, don't complain, since you proposed this task, you should be mentally prepared. The man said coldly.

The woman rolled her eyes and said, "Constantine, shouldn't you, as a man, say something considerate at this time and help me get the lamp?" ”

"I'm considerate of a real human lady, but I'm not obligated to show my supposedly masculine demeanor to a half-vampire slayer. The male mage pinched the drawings and didn't raise his head, "Turn left for me." ”

The woman snorted, accustomed to his indifference, and walked to a waterway to the left, carrying the lamp.

I'm afraid no one would have thought that tonight, two of the continent's top bounty hunters, the famous names in the Hunters' Guild, "Red Moon" and "Morning Star", walked together in a dirty and black sewer like two sneaky little thieves.

The two walked through the sprawling sewers for nearly four hours, with Constantine guiding the way with engineering drawings he had collected from the library, while Karenna, a sensual and beautiful huntress, led the way with a lamp.

Along the way, the two hunters always start bickering at the slightest disagreement, Karena has a warm and unrestrained personality, and Constantine behaves coldly, but despite this, the cooperation between the two hunters is still very tacit.

When they are tired of walking, the two will also stop for a while to talk about the experiences and adventures in the hunter's career, exchange each other's experiences, and pass the long search time.

"The first time I killed someone was when I was nine years old. Karena leaned against the stone wall, squinted her eyes and recalled, "That man was my father. ”

Constantine sat cross-legged on the ground, studying the next drawing, and when he heard this, his hand couldn't help but slow, "What happened later?"

"I didn't have to kill him like that, without any psychological burden. Karena said lightly. "He didn't treat me as a daughter, and I naturally wouldn't treat him as a father. ”

Constantine was speechless for a moment.

"Tell me about your past, Lord Morningstar, I, like many in the guild, are interested in your glorious past. Karina's eyes lit up.

Constantine couldn't help but smile wryly, remembering that Mordred had said something similar when they first met.

"Which one do you want to hear?"

"Certainly the most famous battle of the village of Mises. Thinking of the battle that shook the northern nations, a curious look appeared on Karina's face, "Why did you participate in that battle at that time?"

The Battle of Mises, a battle that took place on the border of the Duchy of Carolina four years ago, when four hundred and fifty knights of the Dragonlance Dynasty captured the small village on the edge of Caroli, turned it into an outpost for the invasion of the Duchy Caroli, and brutally slaughtered half of the village's inhabitants who resisted.

However, when the tens of thousands of follow-up troops of the Dragonlance Dynasty arrived in this village, they were extremely shocked to find that the knights, who were the advance troops, had disappeared one by one, and they were greeted by the swords and arrows of the villagers of Mises.

The remaining half of the residents all chose to stay, in order to defend their homes, they picked up weapons, built fortifications, and miraculously supported for more than half a month under the tide of tens of thousands of dragon lance soldiers, and finally waited for the reinforcements of the principality to come to relieve the siege, and at the same time declared the defeat of the dragon lance.

After this battle, the village of Mises, a small village that was not well known in the north, became famous all over the world.

After that battle, all the villagers who survived the bloody battle became the warriors of the famous principality.

And they excitedly claimed that the reason why this battle was successful was because of the help of a young man of unknown origin, who held a crystal sword, single-handedly killed all the advance knights, and led the villagers to fight together for more than half a month, so as to repel the fierce and terrible dragon lance knights.

Afterwards, countless people wanted to ask who the mysterious young hero was, but the boy did not say his name, and quietly left the village of Mises the day after the defeat of the dragon spear army, leaving only the code name "Morning Star".

Many people speculated about the identity of this young man, and in the Carolinian principality, bards wrote countless moving poems in praise of the unknown young hero --- Morning Star.

Naturally, this battle also spread to the upper echelons of the Hunters' Guild, although Constantine did not accept a commission from someone, but volunteered to fight. However, this battle is still regarded as the most dazzling mission of the Morningstar Hunter's career, and his fame even surpassed the top three in the Hunters' Guild for a time.

Karena wondered why the young hunter in front of her had participated in that legendary war, and how he had defeated the army of dragon lances.

However, to Karina's surprise, after hearing Mises, a term that reverberated in the eyes of many people, Constantine's eyes did not show any excitement and blood, but a touch of gloom.

"It's all in the past. The boy said lightly.

Sensing the heaviness and sadness in the boy's tone, Karena wittily stopped her mouth, but her eyes still revealed the doubts and incomprehension in her heart.

"For those who really experienced that battle, the praise of the world is, in fact, just to uncover the wound in the soul again and again. Constantine said indifferently, "I am not a good man, let alone a pacifist, but that battle may be the only battle in my life when I really want to defend those who have nothing to do with me." ”

"Guardian, perhaps, is a very boring and pretentious word for people like us, but I did it at the time. Constantine smiled self-deprecatingly.

"The village chief's name is Diggs, and that's the surname I use now. Constantine looked up at the darkness deep above him. "I first met him in a forest outside the village, with his son, a little fellow about my age, going hunting. ”

"I forgot to mention that he is a senior hunter and a good village chief, but he is really not a good teacher. Teaching his son to learn archery, the guy was clumsy and couldn't even hold a bow, and was always reprimanded by his father. Seeing this scene, somehow, I couldn't help but think of the scene when my father taught me to learn swords when I was a child, so I walked up and taught the little guy by hand to shoot the first arrow in my life. ”

Karena had a vivid picture in her mind: in the middle of a dense wood, the sun was warm, and beside the trees stood a stern father, and next to him, the son clumsily drew his bow and stiffly aimed at the trees dozens of meters away.

Diggs was surprised, especially when he noticed that I was better than he was. A smile tugged at the corner of Constantine's mouth. "To thank my son for teaching him, he invited me back to the village that night and hired me to be his son's archery teacher. ”

"He was paid very little, a few copper coins were not enough for me to eat in a nearby big city, so he let me stay in his house and teach his son archery when he had time, and the boy was a very fast learner, and in a few weeks he made great progress. ”

"It was a carefree time, I didn't have to plan how to kill people every day, I just taught the little guy to shoot dozens of arrows on time every day, the Diggs family was responsible for food and shelter, they could eat delicious game for three meals a day, and the children in the village also admired me, they had never seen a teenager shoot arrows so well. ”

"I had a very comfortable time, I felt like I was coming home, and I didn't have contact with the union for a long time, and sometimes I was in bed, and I even thought, just like this, and I don't have to think about revenge, revenge, and all that kind of thing, it seems like it's good. ”

Constantine's eyes suddenly dimmed, "A bounty hunter can't have a home, and I forgot such a simple truth for a while. ”

"One day, I realized that I had slowed down my swing of my sword, so I decided to leave here and return to my life as a hunter. ”

"But the day after I was about to say goodbye to the Diggs, they came. ”

Constantine lowered his head and looked at the sewage flowing under his feet, the inky black water in his field of vision faintly red, like the blood of that day.

"The Dragonlancers were as fast as they had remembered, just as they had been in the occupation of Azeroa, and in less than half a day, they had come from the border to a place not far from the village. ”

"I took the little one to shoot arrows in the mountains that day, and I saw the banner of the dragon lance on the mountain, so I hurried back to the village, told Diges the news, told him my status as a bounty hunter, and promised him to protect the family from here. ”

"He refused, and he told me that as the village chief here, he had to stay, and only let me take the little one away. ”

"The army of dragon lances entered the village and began to slaughter, and Digoth led the villagers to rush first, and he died. ”

"The little one left the village with me, and when he was halfway there, he sensed that something was wrong and secretly ran back to the village alone, and then saw his father's body. ”

"Afterwards, the surviving villagers told me that the kid was furious. He took out his bow and shot a knight a hundred meters away, the most accurate and last shot in his life. ”

"By the time I got back, the whole village was stained red with blood. ”

"For the first time in my life, I lost my mind, and I can't tell you what it was like, fear, anger, hatred...... Emotions surrounded me, and I remembered the day I left Winterfell, as if I was just as sad and helpless as the little guy who had fallen to the ground. ”

"I pulled out the morning light and slashed at the knights........."

The blade of the crystal sword shone with brilliant light, and the angry figure of the young man shuttled among the dragon lancers like a bolt of lightning, and the sword light of the morning sun harvested life arbitrarily, freezing everything it touched in the snow-white crystals, and then chopping and crushing and crushing and shattering.

The dragon lancers, who had previously been immersed in the thrill of slaughter, were in a state of panic, their powerful martial arts useless in front of this demonic boy. The demon moved like the wind, and no one could hit him, and the crystal sword in his hand, which shimmered with magnificence, was able to shred their armor and cut off their limbs like slicing through pieces of paper. A person who was alive one second ago will become a fine yarn flying in the wind the next, and there are no bones left.

Not only the occupiers, but even the villagers, who were the guarded side, were dumbfounded, they didn't expect this usually delicate and gentle teenager to be such a terrible character......