There is a narrow alley on the northwest side of the Colosseum, and unlike the rest of Yingwu Square, there is neither incessant hawking nor deafening cheers, only the clanging sound of forging echoes throughout the alley. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info "Lionheart's Blade", "Rain of Arrows", "Storm Armor", many famous blacksmiths are gathered here, attracting adventurers and mercenaries from all over the world. At the end of the alley was the only deserted shop, with a tattered wooden door that was always hidden, and the sign on the door was covered in dust, and the simple name of the anvil was faintly visible.

"Hey, Euan, do you really think it's a magic swordsman?" a gruff voice came from the back room with the crunch of metal clashing. Standing by the door, the long-haired young man in a black leotard vigilantly observed the street through the crack in the door, and whispered, "Likely." ”

A dwarf carrying two slender sabers chattered as he walked out of the back room: "It really doesn't look like the result of a pure hard fight from the point of view, you should be careful in the future." ”

Euan took the saber and examined it carefully, then inserted it into the iron half-sheath behind his back and waist. He took out a bag of coins from his bosom and paid it to the dwarf, but the dwarf refused.

"Forget it! Regardless of why the last one was broken, since it was a work made by me, it was my responsibility. The dwarf waved his muscular arms like a small hill and headed back into the back room. "Bring the door shut!" he shouted from the back room.

Out of the "anvil", Euan quickly shuttled through the intricate paths, hurrying back to his nest to deal with more important matters. The sudden appearance of the Demon Swordsman more than ten days ago made him never feel at ease, and now he had sent most of the members of the Black Death to inquire about the origin of the Demon Swordsman.

According to the fragments of the Black Codex, the Demon Swordsman is the product of the mages of the Blue Tower who explored the magical potential of the human body. In order to become stronger, magicians spend a lot of time meditating and studying spells, and the long-term mental training has forged their unparalleled willpower, but it has also sacrificed their otherwise healthy bodies. As a result, weak mages often do not travel alone, hiring mercenaries or accompanying adventurers skilled in combat to prevent losing their lives in raids by bandits. As a sanctuary for magicians, the Blue Tower was always dotted with mercenaries or adventurers escorting magicians, and a few of them with magical potential became the first magic swordsmen - all-round warriors with strong physiques and skilled swordsmanship, and were inspired by ancient spells. It is rumored that the Demon Swordsman is a terrifying war machine that is skilled in magic-assisted swordsmanship, that is, able to restrain enemies from a long distance and not afraid of hand-to-hand combat. Fortunately, the conditions for becoming a magic swordsman were extremely harsh, so that the number of magic swordsmen was very small, and they all stayed in the Blue Tower to serve, so that this power was not controlled by outsiders.

The sudden cold wind gently lifted Euan's long scarf, and he frowned, and subconsciously wrapped his cloak tightly. The closer winter approached, the more worried Ean was that the O'Brien family would have some great helper, after all, the high-spirited blood lion had been helpless against the long-standing attacks of the Black Death - as long as Ean maintained a trade agreement with the Sinka consortium, Anna was the most powerful political umbrella for the Black Death, and the masters of the O'Brien family could not find a better assassin than Eulene to assassinate him, and Duke Newitt was an old man who could not tolerate sand.

"What a tricky trouble this time!" Euan sighed in his heart, although he had long realized that the O'Brien family would never give up and would inevitably use various connections to take off his head, but the opponent of the Blue Tower's Demon Swordsman was really exaggerated.

Euan pondered what to do as he walked through the familiar alley and returned to the dilapidated slum orphanage. He stood at the mouth of the alley, looking warily around the small open space, which was not wide, and several children of seven or eight years old were chasing and playing. In the ghost weather when even Tie Song was forced to shiver by the cold air of the south, the children were only wearing close-fitting clothes woven of coarse linen, wearing rotten cloth robes full of holes, and the ****'s feet were red from the cold, but there were still bright smiles on their faces. The children of the slums are close to Youan's heart, and he sympathizes with their sad life and miserable situation, but also yearns for their innocent childhood, full of sunshine and laughter. Whenever he sees the children playing carefree, the gloom clouds in You Anxin will be temporarily dispelled, as if the children's laughter is a solemn chant, always reminding him that everything he does is righteous.

Euan's gaze finally rested on the door of the orphanage, and he saw Eurissa in a long dress walking out of the door with graceful steps, followed by the demon swordsman who had disturbed him. It was still dressed in brown leather armor, and it still carried the simple imperial sword, which Yuan would recognize even if it turned to ashes. Yu Anxu held two sabers, his slightly outstretched arms allowing the blades to almost break free from the iron half-sheath.

The Demon Swordsman quickly noticed that Euan was already in a posture ready to fight, and quickly responded with the same gesture. He frowned and glared at Euan, his right hand clenching the sword at his waist, leaning forward ready to meet him.

Eurissa was stunned by the reaction of the two, and Euan could see from a distance that the magic swordsman was moving slightly to block Eurissa behind him, and whispered something to Eurissa, judging from the shape of his mouth, probably reminding Eurissa that she was in danger or something. Euan was a little puzzled by the Demon Swordsman's actions, "Maybe he hasn't sided with O'Brien yet?" Euan thought, but still didn't let his guard down.

"Knock, knock—" A tattered ball landed in front of Euan, and its little owner hurried over to pick it up - he was so small that it was not much bigger than Euan's slap and he still had to wrap it around, so that the ball covered almost his entire body, revealing only his round, ruddy face. His name was Colin, and he had been picked up by Eurissa's grandfather at the door of the old bakery in the slums, when he was a crying baby.

Euan recognized him.

Youan knows every child in the slums, whether they have families or not.

"Brother Euan, let's play ball!" Colin said to Euan with a squinting smile. Euan looked at his immature cheeks, unable to say a word of refusal.

But Euan really can't ignore the dangerous magic swordsman.

The swordsman's gaze became more and more fierce, like a lurking beast staring at its prey, waiting to launch a deadly culp. Such a gaze made Euan shudder, except for the Duke, no one else made him feel so frightened by his eyes alone.

"Brother Eune!" Colin's playmates also gathered around, and the eldest of them was said to Eun, "That swordsman is not a bad person, don't worry!" Wiz is fourteen years old, and although he is also an orphan in the slums, he is much stronger than the average child, and Eulin often praises him for his strength as much as a calf, so he has become the child king of the orphanage, and takes on the job of protecting his younger brothers for Eulne.

Listening to Wiz's words, Euan's heart was much more steady, and it seemed that it was not the first time that the Demon Swordsman had come here. To be honest, Euan doesn't think that the Demon Swordsman is the kind of bad guy who will hurt innocent people, even though the last time he fought the Demon Swordsman to ruin his own business, Euan still retains a sense of intimacy with him for no reason, he can feel a special temperament from the Demon Swordsman, like an old friend who has been lost for a long time, but he can't remember who it is anyway.

Euan finally put away his saber, bent down and picked up Colin, and with his free hand he tapped Wiz's head and said kindly, "Tell everyone to go back to the chapel for dinner." ”