Folk songs of the Gedian continent:

"The wind is blowing and the clouds are flying, and the clouds are flying and telling my father.

Sue your father and mother into the battlefield, and enter the battlefield to punish the tyrants.

Punish the violent demons to build temples, build temples and open the era.

The beginning of the era is to set the country, and the country is to return to the hometown. ”

Just as the first founding emperor of the kingdom after expelling the demons in the first [War of Humans and Demons], he knelt on the ground in the face of the devastation and said with tears: "In this life, if you don't destroy the demons, your soul will not return to your hometown." ”

Therefore, the elimination of the demon race has almost become the lifelong wish of every capable warrior in the Western Continent.

This goal is watered by the souls of the Heroic Spirits and forged on the faith of steel. It is this belief that has enabled the Terrans, who were originally weak in strength, to turn the tide in the previous [Human and Demon Wars].

Of course, the swordsmanship taught by the [Nolan Dojo] is not far behind, and all the Terran members who learn swordsmanship and magic have a natural mission to hunt demons. Therefore, on a sunny day, Modri took the other instructors in the dojo and the relatively outstanding students in the dojo, and left [Nolan City] after packing up, and went to the [Mire Forest] in the east to start a four-day and three-night demon hunting trip.

This is actually a tradition that has been followed by the [Nolan Dojo] for generations, and it is a "final exam" in disguise. The dojo master decides whether he can teach the student based on his performance during the demon hunting process. If you can't achieve the desired goal, you can only return to the dojo and continue to cultivate. If it weren't for being so strict, Einzbel's swordsmanship wouldn't have been able to resound all around.

And among these students who are ready to set off, Han Tuo is also impressive. Originally, it was extremely presumptuous for a person who had only been studying in the ashram for three months to take the exam for a prospective graduate who had been studying in the ashram for five years.

But no one dared to talk about it.

Even though Han Tuo had only practiced for a short period of three months, his demonic progress was already comparable to that of the proud genius in Nolan's Dojo: Anya, who could match his swordsmanship. In the process of martial arts, the sword light that flew like fireworks had made all the onlookers forget the so-called surprised feeling.

Of course, if someone deliberately puts forward an opinion on Han Tuo, Anya may explode like a rage, which is the real reason why everyone remains silent.

"Ready, little ones?" said Modri as he raised his sword at the door of the dojo and raised his arms.

"Oh~" (with a weak voice).

"Are you ready to have a sharp sword and a heart to kill the enemy?!"

"Oh~" (with a weak voice).

"Have you ever felt the blood of a warrior boiling in your hearts?!"

"Oh~" (there is still a weak voice).

So Mordley had no choice but to sigh helplessly, waved his hand and prepared to go, praying that the low morale would not affect the combat effectiveness in the next demon hunting operation.

The reason why both male and female students lose their sense of battle is that the pair of men and women in the middle of the crowd, Han Tuo and Anya talk very happily, Anya unconsciously separates anyone who wants to talk to Han Tuo, Anya's girl mood is clear at a glance like swinging a sword, and only a wooden person like Han Tuo will not react at all.

The two of them are like a huge flashing light bulb with high power, which makes the hearts of all the male students who secretly worship Anya as a goddess bleed, and made all the female students who had a little admiration for Han Tuo have mixed tastes.

A fierce gaze in the crowd faintly revealed, it was the senior brother of the [Nolan Dojo] who had never been accosted by Anya since Han Tuo came, Pang Maier. For the innocent girl, this was an unintentional act, but for Pommel it was like pouring a ferocious oil on the fiercely burning fire of jealousy, and it became the spark that ignited all the great rebellions that followed.

To the west of [Nolan City], the figure like a wind was quietly leaving the city, still passing through the crowd at a fast pace and making the people passing by not feel anything. Completely using bodily functions and not using any magic before quietly appearing when he reached the edge of the forest in the western part of [Nolan City]. The thick blue magic was draped over the body like clothing, blocking out all the magic fluctuations that emanated. The handsome face that was almost bewitching was shrouded in long dark blue hair, and the pupils shimmered with a bloodthirsty light.

[Six-Bladed General] - Duke of the Wind, Wind Duo Rico.

He looked back at [Nolan City] behind him, and smiled contemptuously. A period of time here, he has completed all the arrangements. The plan to kill the master of swordsmanship, Mordri, is just one of many.

It's time to move on to the next place as soon as possible.

Our most capable subordinates will do their job perfectly. Having devised what he thought was the perfect plan, Rico did not even bother to do it himself. Because I have more important things to do.

Compared to slashing the swordsmanship of the Einzbel family, which can be said to be a great threat to the demons, it is a more important thing.

For the sake of my king's hegemony.

At this time, Feng Duo Rico did not notice the existence of Han Tuo, a true brave man.

Then, on the tall city wall of Cui Wei in the east of [Nolan City], a group of people in gray robes were condescendingly looking down at the Mordry troops who had left the city with a low fighting spirit. The gray-clothed young man led by him focused on Han Tuo in the crowd.

The assassination force [Shadow], which belongs to the kingdom, conducted a lot of investigation in the city, and finally caught the right clue.

“...... Not sure enough......" muttered the gray-clad boy. Then he hid his figure, and led the [Shadow] of a large army to follow Han Tuo and the others to the dangerous [Mire Forest].

However, even [Shadow] didn't notice the small fiery red figure quietly following behind him.

The fiery red creature clearly sensed the hostility of the gray-clothed people towards Han Tuo, staring at them vigilantly with a humane gaze, using its agile body to follow away.

I may not know what I can do, but I can't do anything if I stay where I am and keep moving.

This is the kitten that Han Tuo has been feeding these days, and in the morning, Han Tuo left a full five days of food, stroked its head and left.

Although he said that he would come back to see it, the sixth sense that belonged to the animal told him that Hantuo might never come here again.

Therefore, it resolutely gave up its five-day allowance of food, and only carried a small part of it to follow Han Tuo.

That's the master who he has agreed with from the bottom of his heart, how can he let him leave like this, where the master is, he is there.

I don't want to go back to those lonely days.

The red kitten that followed found the strange whereabouts of the [Shadow] troops.

Then Han Tuo, who was in Anya's almost domineering possession of will, inadvertently quietly turned his head and looked at the city he saw for the first time in another world, and gradually gave birth to a feeling of reluctance, a little unsour.

"What am I doing...... I'll go back, and when I'm done with everything...... "because there are irreplaceable memories here." Han Tuo slightly dropped this thought, motivated himself in his heart, and then continued to walk towards the [Mire Forest] with his head held high.

But the farther he went, the deeper Pommel's grim smile grew.

A storm is coming.