The southwest corner of Cangyao Castle is the place called the "Sword Tower" by the people in the castle. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 The name of the info tower comes not only from the variety of swords on display inside, but also because of the fact that it resembles a large sword that reaches into the sky. The hilt of the sword is located on the two lookouts protruding from the tower, and the tip of the sword is the top of the tower. The top of the tower is said to be the home of the kingdom's strongest warrior, Warrell Stonearm, who is known to have a deep hatred for elves and is said to be a descendant of the human hero Wally Stonearm.

It was still late at night, the full moon was in the sky, and the top of the sword tower suddenly glowed red, and the people in the castle knew that it was Vorrell who had returned.

The room at the top of the tower is more like a showroom than a dwelling, with rows of display cases, weapon racks, armor, and statues of various shapes. One of the statues depicts a topless woman stepping on the heads of countless men, wearing a necklace made of elven ears around her neck, and her eyes are full of pride. At the end of the showroom-like room, there is a throne made of several black swords, and sitting on it makes you feel like you are on a battlefield full of swords.

Vorrell's return this time is not like the previous alone, she also brought back a woman covered in red fruits. She threw the woman down in front of the throne, sat down on the throne herself, and put her chin on one hand and asked, "Tell me elves, who sent you?

"I thought that only men would do this kind of deceptive thing, but I didn't expect that you are no better woman than a woman! I said that I am not an elf, keep your dog eyes open!" Luna is no longer in the same sluggish state as before, although she is not wearing clothes, her momentum is not low at all, her face is full of arrogance, and she seems to have changed back to the powerful bewilderment that commanded Regulus in the Pearl Courtyard.

"You...... Are you really not an elf?" Worrell stared at Luna's pointy ears, which she had used as an important indicator of elves, and since she was a descendant of Wally Stonearm, who led humans against elves, she had also inherited some degree of instinctive hatred for elves. She hated the elves the most in her life, and even thought that she should not sign a pact with them a thousand years ago and let the tigers return to the mountains, but should fight them to the end until they are completely exterminated. In this place where there is a lot of historical hatred with elves, the current king actually arranged an elf in the power core of the kingdom, which is even more unacceptable to her, but the king let that guy be second, which can be regarded as giving her some comfort and compensation. "Randolph Sulrim, that bastard, sooner or later the whole kingdom will be destroyed in his hands!" Vorrell thought to himself.

"If I were an elf, would I wear such shabby?" Luna deliberately showed Vorrell her carcass, "I would have blasted you away with the magic that elves are good at!"

"Even if you're not the hateful elf, you're not wrong to pretend to be someone from the Muen family to lure in the enemies of the kingdom!

"You woman, you're pretty good at fighting, but your brain is so bad, are you a dementia?" Luna sneered, "My name is Luna Munn, and I went to Vasilian with my father Kavo Muen twelve years ago to search for dragons, and then I was imprisoned in Vasilian for twelve years, and only returned a few days ago. If you hadn't been taken captive like this, I would have a lot of things in my baggage that could prove my identity!"

"Are you really the eldest daughter of the Muen family?" Vorrell shook herself as she rose from her throne and asked Luna, who was smaller than her and no less imposing.

"Do you want me to tell you what happened to me and my father twelve years ago?" Luna said, glancing upwards at Vorrell, "I managed to find someone to talk to, but I was interrupted by your surprise attack. The conversation has been opened, I don't vomit or be unhappy now, for the sake of you're not one of those damn men, I have to cheapen you!"

"You're going to tell me the truth about the disappearance of the Muen family?"

"Give me a dress to wear, I'm cold!"

Vorrell walked into the side room, took out a black yukata from her closet, and tossed it to Luna, "Let's put it on first, maybe it's a little bigger." Well. ”

Luna took Vorell's yukata and draped it over her body, the corners of which were already dragging to the ground. The yukata was more like a robe to her, and she fastened it tightly, but the too loose yukata still made her flesh loom out. Luna unceremoniously sat down on the throne of the Black Sword of Warrell, who only felt more and more interested in the elf-like woman, and did not stop her, after all, she had not had a person to communicate with in years.

Luna sat on the throne and sneered, perhaps frozen by the cold seat, she forced herself to act as if nothing had happened, and then said, "Since you are from St. Lucas, I don't need to tell you about the legend of the Muen family related to dragons. Twelve years ago, we disguised ourselves as merchant ships from Oden and traveled to Vasilian in search of the dragon's tracks. After a year and a half of searching around Vassilian, we finally got the results-"

"Did you really find the dragon?!" Warrell interrupted Luna in surprise. At this time, she was completely two people who were above everyone in the previous battle. In the previous battles, she was a battle-hardened warrior, but now she is more like a little girl who is curious about the world.

"Don't interrupt me!" Luna said in a tone that sounded like a reprimand, and the person across from her was probably much older than her, "What's the matter with finding the dragon, didn't Vassilian's knights find a dozen......?"

Luna continued, "Our ancestors of the Muen family are said to have drunk dragon blood and eaten dragon flesh, which made their skin as hard as dragon scales when exposed to the dragon's breath, and the ancestors also inherited this trait, and the people of the Muen family have antibodies to dragon breath. I don't know the accuracy of this legend, because we didn't even see a normal dragon before we ran into that guy. It was in Vasilian that the guy was found at a place called 'Holy Blood Peak'. His father was unreasonably confident that day, and he said that as the heir of the Muen family, I should also witness this moment, the moment when he conquered the dragon. If it were my usual father, he would never have taken me to such a dangerous place, because I was the first compared to the dragon. Maybe it's because that guy is too strong, or maybe there's no antibody at all, and we're defenseless in front of it. As soon as the guy took a breath, my father and a few of the guards collapsed, and there was no breath left. My father's last words to me were, 'Run!' and the guy let out a breath that seemed to devour the heavens and the earth, and that breath instantly burned the bodies of my father and the other guards, and I left this scar on my face at that time. Luna gestured to the large crescent-shaped burn on the right side of her face.

Vorrell looked at the scar on Luna's face, subconsciously touched the scar on his mouth, and interrupted again, "Since that guy is so powerful, how did you escape?"

"Don't interrupt me!" Luna looked impatient, "I was able to survive thanks to a family guard named Mal who was with us, who fought his last breath to bring me safely to the inn down the mountain, and we fled all the way, but the guy didn't chase after me, so it's a bit of luck." Mar then died of her injuries, and since then I have been alone and alone, but I didn't know that that was just the beginning of my nightmare.

"I don't remember the name of the inn down the hill, except I remember the big hands that I saw from the crowd of onlookers when Mar began to cry after she died. The big hands were so strong and strong that they picked me up and I almost thought my father was back for a moment. But when I saw the man's smiling face, I dismissed my previous thoughts. At that time, I was just a little girl who had never seen the world, and I didn't know the sinister nature of a man, and I couldn't read the meaning of his smile. He was zealous in asking me what was going on and constantly calming my emotions. He said he would help me get back to my hometown, and I believed in him. ”

"Men can't be trusted!" Vorrell interjected, but Luna chimed in instead of protesting, "Yes, but I didn't know the sinister nature of the human heart at the time. ”

"The man was a gambler. Luna continued, "Even though I've been with him for nearly half a year, I've never remembered what he looks like. I only remember his smell, the pungent smell of wine emanating from his body. He took me all over Vasilyan's casinos and taverns, and he used me to disguise himself as a father with a child in order to gain people's trust, and to take advantage of the opportunity to play a little trick and make a lot of money in the casino. I asked him when he would be able to take me home, and he replied that we had to save up enough money to travel and squander all the money we had won at the tavern. Later, he asked me to beg in the streets, and he made my clothes in tatters, saying that this would win the sympathy of others. I gave him all the money I had begged for, but he never bought me anything, and he never let me have enough to eat. He explained that he wanted to make me look as miserable as possible, so that others would be more sympathetic. After half a year, I repeatedly asked him when he would be able to take me home, when he had just lost all his money in the casino and owed a lot, and he slapped me hard, and shouted with the same attitude and tone as when I first met him: 'You little girl with no hair, with an ugly face and pretending to be pitiful to Lao Tzu, if it weren't for the fact that you still have some value, I would have thrown you away! You ugly bastard, you can't make a lot of money by selling it in a brothel!' He actually sold me to a brothel, in order to pay off the gambling debt he signed, and to get rid of my useless burden. That brothel was the Pearl Courtyard in Vasilian Lori, and since then I have been tormented in the Pearl Courtyard for ten years until I was rescued by a man more than half a month ago......"

"Are you a Tur?" asked Vorrell.

"What's the matter?

"No, my ancestors were born of Tur and the human hero Wally Stonearm, and I have no discrimination against her. You're really like me, I hate the weakness of men, you hate what men do, you leave dragons scars on your face, and I'm hurt my first mistake in front of a man—" she said, gesturing to the scar on her face, "but what I don't understand is why you're helping the scum infiltrate when you've been tortured by the enemy in Vasilian?"

"Because of a man. ”

"Man, don't you hate men the most?"

"But there was something different about the man...... He's the one who got me out of the Pearl Courtyard and brought me back......"

"Don't be deceived by him, men are all the same, not to mention that he is still our enemy!"

"But ......"

"You've told me your story, and now that I know you're not an elf or an enemy, I can ask you a few questions about me, after all, I haven't had anyone to share my experience with for all these years, and I'm surrounded by disgusting men. Vorrell walked over to the Black Sword Throne and placed his hand on the back of Luna's hand on the armrest of the throne, and Luna's whole body trembled, and her eyes softened from her previous momentum.