Outside the back door of the town, people gathered.

Because of the loss of the home on which they depended, everyone was depressed.

Among them, the most uncomfortable was Lydia, who did not expect that she would encounter this kind of thing again, exchanging the sacrifice of one person for the survival of the majority.

Such was the case with Moswood's death, and no matter how much Lydia objected to it, it was not able to stop it.

She secretly resolved at that time that she must not let this happen again, but she never expected that the same thing would happen again so soon.

Sain was also melancholy, his back to the wall, his expression sluggish, as if he had completely lost hope.

Only Margaret was different, she was laying the new gem into her wand with ease.

Originally, according to the plan, she planned to use all the gems at once, so as to use the killer weapon and strengthen her magic, so that she could fight the Dark Knight.

Although the final result must be that she can't bear the load and explodes to death, it is better than watching Lydia be killed.

Thankfully, the emir gave her a look and made her realize that there was still hope for them, and that was able to avoid a dead end.

In a sense, Emir saved her life, of course, to be precise, Emir saved everyone in the town.

Daniel was the first to notice that something was wrong with Margaret, after all, everyone here was in a low mood, or hopeless, or sad, and she was completely different.

“…… Margaret, I see that you have been on good terms with the Emir lately, why aren't you sad at all? ”

"Huh? Have it? Margaret was noncommittal, and then said with a smile, "Hehe, I just think it's useless to be sad, since the Emir has acquiesced in exchanging himself for the lives of all, we should be grateful to him and applaud his decision, and if we are sad about it, won't we fail him?" ”

Daniel stared at her, and after a moment, finally believed her words.

At this moment, out of the crowd came a bloated man, it was none other than the nobleman of the town, George Carrel.

He walked over with a gloomy face, as if he was upset with Lydia and wanted to ask her for an explanation.

"Hey, Lydia, what did you knights do, aren't you already strategically deployed? Why do we have to leave town, what about my land and property? ”

"That's right, now our industry is gone, how are you responsible?" Other nobles also came to help.

Lydia was so distraught that she didn't have time to pay attention to them, so she had to say perfunctorily.

“…… The enemy is too strong for all the knights combined, so if any of you are not afraid of death, go back, I won't stop you. ”

When George heard this, he immediately glared at her like a fat cat and said.

"Hey, you damn girl, how did you talk to me, what about your knightly manners? Let the dog eat? ”

Daniel heard him say so ugly and immediately stood up.

"Oh, I'm wondering why my sister, who is usually very polite, has become so rude now? Could it be that Lord George, you have eaten her knightly manners? ”

"You, you ......" George turned red with anger, and then said viciously, "yes, you have to go against me, do you?" Then none of you want to be the lord of the city, and you don't want to get the support of any nobles. ”

"Hmph, if it's not right, it's not right, the town has become like this, and I don't care about being the lord of the city."

In a fit of rage, Lydia vented all her grievances.

She originally thought that she could safely follow Kresty and then defeat the demons under the leadership of this paladin, but she did not expect Kresty to betray humanity first.

Later, she hopes to get the support of the nobles so that the nimble Emir can become the lord of the city, but now the Emir decides to face the Dark Knight alone in order to save the town.

They had already given so much for the town, and many knights had sacrificed their lives, but it was chilling that nobles like George were only worried about their land and possessions.

"Okay, since you knights are so useless, I won't count on you anymore, I can go to the bigger towns nearby, my lord, I went there and still be nobles, as for you, I regret not doing my duty for the town here."

Daniel understood what he was talking about, sixty kilometers from the town of Blackpool, there was an even larger town, which was said to have been ruled by a candidate for the throne, but he had never been there.

Then George left in a huff, and he returned to the crowd, and without knowing what to say to the people, he left with his servants.

The people hesitated, but eventually followed him.

Other nobles and commoners left one after another, and it didn't take long for the more than 1,000 people who had gathered here to be only a few dozen left.

Lydia just looked at them coldly, and her heart did not waver.

After some time, she suddenly had the idea of going back to join the emir.

She had been determined to protect the town from the beginning, but now she didn't have to, but she had one more thing she had to do, and that was to protect the emir.

Not only because they said they would compensate him, but also because they have become friends after getting along for the past few days.

"Brother, I want to go back to save the emir, what about you?" Lydia asks for Daniel's opinion.

"Me?" Daniel hesitated.

He was grateful for what the Emir had done for them, but why risk it now that they had a chance to survive? If the whole army is still wiped out in the end, won't it be a disappointment to the emir's wishes?

"Really? I see, then take care of yourself. Lydia could see Daniel's hesitation, and she didn't want to force it.

"What about you?" Lydia then looked at the remaining five knights.

As expected, they have lost what they have to protect and have become defenseless.

At this time, the only people who seem to be able to mobilize are Margaret and Sain.

Margaret didn't have to worry, she had been preparing for the Emir for a long time, after all, the Emir only had Lilith by her side, and even if she thought of a countermeasure, she might not be able to succeed.

As for Sain, Lydia actually didn't want him to go, because he really couldn't play a role, and it might hurt a little to say it, and even if he went, he would only become a burden.

Sain watched their backs as they left, and finally couldn't make the request he wanted to go, after all, he was not a person without self-knowledge.

In the end, Daniel saw that his sister was going back, so he had to sacrifice his life to accompany him, and it was a big deal to die together.

Now that they have nothing worth protecting, they are naturally relaxed, and even if they die, they don't feel pity.

So he patted Sain on the shoulder, motioned for him to get out of here with the rest of the group, and returned to town without hesitation.

……

At the same time, among the weapons workshops.

Unlike Margaret, Emir didn't come up with a useful countermeasure, so he panicked now.

Although with Lilith's protection, he can at least deal with Pedro, but this is not a long-term solution, after all, there is a part of Lilith's body that is not protected by scales, and it will definitely be killed in the end.

The only thing he could do now was to see if he could use his hands and feet on the magic sword.

He carefully observed the crack on the magic sword, it was indeed very serious, if it was a little violent, it was estimated that it would crack completely.

At this time, he didn't know about the connection between the magic sword and the Dark Knight, so he didn't expect that this might be his best chance of killing a Dark Knight.

"That, Mr. Pedro, if you want to repair this magic sword, you probably need special materials, but what if I don't have it here?"

Pedro seemed to have expected him to say this, and once again took something out of the spatial rift, which seemed to be a mass of metal, but it was completely different from the iron sheet mixed with lecone, and it appeared more lustrous.

"It's ......"

"Hmph, humans shouldn't have seen it, or heard of it, this is a metal mixed with pyroxene."

“…… What? Pyroxene? Emir was stunned for a moment, and his eyes suddenly widened.

"Hey, it seems that I underestimated you, you've heard about it, right?" Pedro saw his expression and was a little disappointed.

When Emir first met Lydia, he learned from her about the legends of the four rare ores, and this gold pyroxene was the most precious of them, and was even said to be fictional at one time.

But now that he was actually met by a little blacksmith who had not yet become a blacksmith, he was also a little skeptical that Pedro was making fun of him, but he quickly dispelled this idea, after all, how could the dignified Demon Dark Knight joke with him as an ant-like human?

"Yes, I've just heard of it, and human scholars don't think it exists." The emir was blunt.

"Hehe," Pedro smirked, "though they're ignorant, they can't be blamed, because goldenrodite is not something that humans can get at all." ”

"What do you mean?" The emir asked.

"Well...... No comment," Pedro didn't want to answer the question, and then added, "But, as long as you can repair the magic sword, then I'll tell you how to get the gold." ”

“…… That's great, don't worry, I'll fix it for you. ”

Emir was immediately intrigued, after all, no blacksmith would be indifferent to the legendary ore, even though he had not yet become a forger.

He took the fist-sized material, but he didn't expect that one hand couldn't hold it at all, so he quickly used both hands to exert his strength together, and then he barely lifted it.

Pedro couldn't help but laugh when he looked at him in embarrassment, thinking that humans were really as weak as ants.

It took a great deal of effort for the Emir to put the ingredients into the furnace, and then the long process of burning began.

He didn't ask Lilith to help, because it was his last resort to survive, and he couldn't expose him directly to Pedro.

So this burning was destined to last for a long time, and unexpectedly, Pedro was very patient at this time and did not speak to the emir for a long time.

In this way, several hours passed, and the materials in the stove showed no signs of melting at all.

"How is this going on?" The emir was puzzled.

"Oh, it looks like I made a mistake, and I really expect you to help." Pedro shook his head and sighed.

“…… Belch. ”

"Get out of the way! Let me. ”

Pedro held out his hand to the stove, and three floating flames appeared from his palm.

Those flames didn't look special, but as they drifted into the furnace, they wrapped the forging material.

The material that had been burned by ordinary flames for several hours was actually melting at a speed visible to the naked eye, and this scene directly stunned the emir.

"Ah......h

"Hmph, now you know what I'm capable of." Pedro clasped his hands to his chest, and he was in a state of rage.

But the emir was muttering in his heart, you would have used this trick a long time ago, why did you have to do hours of useless work, and you were full of food?

It didn't take long for the material to be burned, and the emir quickly poured the molten iron into the mold, which eventually took the shape of a long piece of iron.

This was only the first step, and the next step was thousands of pounds of iron, which would take several hours.

When it comes to his most important magic sword, Pedro can naturally afford to wait, but he suddenly feels a wave of magic reaction approaching here.

He knew that it was the witch who had returned, but he didn't tell the emir that he was trying to practice with the repaired magic sword, so how could he let them go?

At first, he was ready to test his sword with the emir, but then he thought that it was better to cut this weak boy than to cut a scarecrow, and now that there was an opponent worthy of a battle, he liked to hear it.

Unbeknownst to the emir, the emir continued to concentrate on pounding the iron piece, and strangely enough, it did not take long to remove the impurities from the iron piece, it only took ten minutes.

He wondered, could this be the role of the gold sparkle? It can remove most impurities from the metal.

So, he began to let Pedro burn the magic sword again, and it was also soft after a while, he quickly stacked the iron piece with the body of the magic sword, and then continued to thrash, with the aim of fusing the two parts together.

This process didn't last long, in short, it took less than half an hour to complete the repair of the magic sword.

Finally, Pedro picked up the magic sword and after looking at it carefully for a while, he finally smiled contentedly.

Next, he suddenly raised his sword and shouted.

"Wake up! Sylt! ”

If it was a normal situation, the magic sword with autonomous consciousness would definitely respond to him, but now even if the crack in the sword body was repaired, the magic sword did not react at all.

“…… What's going on? Pedro asked Emir angrily.

"Well, I don't know about this, what effect do you want? Don't you want the magic sword to answer your words? The emir said, scratching his head.

"Less nonsense, what the hell have you done?" Pedro picked up the emir, and the heat in his hand rose sharply.

"How, how?" The emir hurriedly defended, "You also saw the repair process I just had, how can I have a chance to do anything, maybe your sword has been ......"

"Shut up!" Pedro said coldly, then threw the emir to the ground with a flick of his hand.

He didn't use much strength, but Emir was just a human being, how could he withstand such a toss, and he suddenly fell to the ground in pain and couldn't get up.

"Damn, Syr, have you really left me?"

Of course, Pedro knew that his magic sword was not completely destroyed, after all, he was still alive, but its consciousness may have fallen into a deep sleep.

Ever since the sword was first destroyed more than five hundred years ago, he had missed Syrt's voice, and every time he awoke from a long slumber, Syrt would greet him in a female voice like a heavenly sound.

"Long time no see, my master, please use me to your heart's content."

But now, he had repaired the magic sword, but he couldn't awaken Syrt's consciousness, which made him doubly devastated.

At this time, he knew that the emir was not dead, and although he did not bother to kill such a weak human, he was eager to vent his anger, so he immediately raised his sword and slashed at the emir.