The iron horseshoe tread on the uneven mud, it was hard to imagine that it was walking on the main road of a city, the occasional sour smell floating in the air in his nose, the occasional bump in his crotch, Kenny sat on his horse and staggered towards the tavern not far away. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The streets were already filled with early risers, dressed in the same way as the First Continent, and occasionally a stop looked curiously at Kenny on the horse, but the stranger didn't attract much attention after all.

Kenny dismounted from his horse and tied the reins to a seemingly sturdy wooden beam, and looked up at the tavern in front of him, the adobe walls were full of bee holes, the wooden frame was faintly peeking out of the holes, mushrooms had grown in the cracks, and the wheat stalks mixed with the dry earth were lying on the roof, which looked like it had been covered several floors, and the crumbling house in front of him felt like it was going to collapse at any moment.

There was a sign hanging from the old wooden door, the weathered ink looked very blurry, and the pattern of a wine glass carved on the sign looked very rudimentary, Kenny gently pushed the wooden door open, and there was a strong sour smell coming from the tavern, which was like a hundred soldiers' socks thrown into a rotten egg bucket, almost making Kenny vomit.

Kenny covered his nose and scanned the tavern, there were only six tables in the hall, each table could only squeeze a maximum of four people, the bar was on the right hand side of the tavern, and the two soldiers were drunk on the table, it seemed that they had been drinking since last night, and the two guys were sleeping on the table, and the sour smell was probably from these two guys.

"Hey, knight in silver armor, welcome to the Tavern Lofe! We don't have any wine, ale, berry wine! There's a little mead left, would you like some?" the middle-aged man at the bar greeted the guests with a courteous look when he saw the guests enter.

"Whatever. Kenny said as he walked over to the bar and sat down in his chair.

"Your mead, my lord. The middle-aged man placed a glass of wine on Kenny's table.

"Thanks, do you know where the monastery in Nipur City is?" Kenny took a sip of the man's wine, which was almost indistinguishable from water.

"The temple is in the east of the city, you go out of the tavern and follow the river to the east, and you can see it when you walk to the city wall, let me be curious and ask, what are you looking for the temple for?"

"I heard there's an elder named Eugene, right?"

"Haven't heard of it, you can try to find it. ”

"Hmm. By the way, I heard that the people here are all from the First Continent?"

"Yes, most of the people here are descendants of King Marshall's army, and then slowly divided into small forces, and there are often coups here, maybe tomorrow the sun rises, and the lord will change again, haha..." The man suddenly covered his mouth and stood on tiptoe to look at the sleeping soldier behind Kenny.

"Do you know the Blue Bone Terrans?"

"Of course, the current lord Barton often has wars with the blue bone people, and Lord Barton said that his daughter was captured by the blue bone patriarch, in fact..."The man glanced at the soldier who was sleeping on the table, leaned down on the bar and whispered, "In fact, Barton's daughter Bella fell in love with the blue bone patriarch Moore, and all the citizens of Nipur City knew about it, but due to the cruelty of that guy Barton, everyone knew it." ”

"Really? hahaha... Sounds interesting!" Kenny looked at the man with a smile on his face.

"There's even more interesting! You don't know that Lord Patton originally wanted to marry his daughter to..."

Before the man could finish speaking, there were shouts from outside the tavern, which sounded like there were a hundred and ten people, and the cries were getting louder and louder, as if not far away, Kenny and the middle-aged man walked out of the tavern and walked in the direction of the crowd on the street to the river.

Kenny squeezed through the crowd and found Alan standing in the center, and across from him stood a tall, thin guy who looked about his age, dressed in flashy but somewhat old, and with a long sword at his waist, twice the length of a standard blade.

Alan pulled out the saber at his waist, because he was standing on the back, Kenny couldn't see the expression on Alan's face, only to see Alan holding the sword and pointing at the man standing in front of him, "Horse thief! Draw your sword! As long as your blade can touch my clothes today, the horse you just stole will be given to you!"

The man looked at the arrogant Alan in front of him, and his deep pupils were as calm as a clear spring.

The cries in the crowd grew louder.

"Draw your sword!"

"Strange swordsman, you can't be scared, haha!"

"Hey, I want to tell you, there's a lump of horse manure on the back of your leather boots!"

"I bet you can't pull out that sword, it's almost as long as my crotch!hahaha!"

The man took off the shoulder of the short liner and slowly pulled out the saber at his waist, it was not a straight sword, it was a beautiful arc from the peak to the hilt, the unusually long blade was covered with strange dark lines, like the coat of arms of a certain family, the front part of the blade was sharp, the back part was irregular jagged, the sunlight refracted on the blade silver sparkling, and the hilt seemed to be engraved with some kind of coat of arms, because of the man's hand, Kenny couldn't see it clearly.

After the saber was unsheathed, the man held the sword in both hands to the upper side of the right shoulder, the sword blade pointed directly at Allen, the lower plate was slowly lowered, and the right leg hung in the air to draw a semicircle As for the back, the man's eyes were still flat as water at the moment, and there was no trace of nervousness in it.

Allen, who was on the other hand, suddenly roared, and slashed at the man with a sword in both hands, the fierce blade fell quickly, slashing the man's head, and the morning light shot at the black steel blade, and a cold light swept through the crowd, and everyone on Allen's side was flashed to their eyes.

I saw that the man was not in a hurry, the blade of the sword did not reach the head, he moved his steps lightly and flashed half of his body to the left, his upper body leaned back slightly, and the blade of the black sword passed by him, easily dodging Allen's fierce blow, seeing that Allen was in the air, he immediately put away the blade and blocked it in front of his chest, and the surrounding crowd quieted down, and for a second, he only heard the three crisp metal impact sounds of 'ding', 'ding', 'ding', and 'ding', Allen felt three huge forces coming from the black steel sword, and was forced to take a few steps back.

Only this one encounter, Kenny already knew that Eren would definitely lose, although this strange man did not seem to be very old, but his heart was calm and calm, many knights could stab three swords in a second, but each sword could knock Eren back a few steps, and ordinary people would never be able to do it.

Judging from his dodging action just now, agility is even more unusual than ordinary people, Allen's speed of slashing down is so fast, he is just dodging half of his body, and using his upper body to dodge, it can be seen that in those tenths of a second, the man has already calculated the location of Allen's blade, and he is not even willing to move one more step, which is simply a naked mockery of the opponent.

At this moment, Allen's wrist was numb, and the whole arm that had just been shaken by the huge force was like a falling apart, due to the crowd around him, Allen pretended to hold the sword in one hand, and shook it vigorously with the other hand behind him, the second attack had not yet been launched, the man had already struck Allen again with the sword in one hand, the long sword in the man's hand was like a swimming dragon, the pace under the crotch was soft but not soft, tough but not stiff, and the blade pierced the air and came directly to Allen's throat.