Four years ago.

The southern part of the continent is a barren land, and Fiona was born in a small mercenary group in this barren land. Dad is the head of the mercenary group, and Mom is a very atmospheric swordsman. On the day of Fiona's coming of age, her mother silently handed Fiona a shield.

Mother: "Now you're going to start learning to protect yourself." ”

From the day her mother gave her the shield, the sparring between Fiona and the members of the group began. Faced with the wooden swords wielded by the team members, Fiona could only resist with one shield, and even with only one shield, Fiona could easily bring the opponent down, but every time she was covered in bruises.

Mother: "You can't ask for mercy on the battlefield, remember this sentence." ”

Fiona never forgot her mother's words, even in the barren wilderness. Fiona grew up rapidly, and gradually, she became familiar with the use of shields, and also learned to use some kicks with one-handed swords when using shields.

In order to sweep away the brown bears that appeared around the barren lands, the mercenary group began to formulate various plans, and although they had expected a round of battle with the beasts, for some reason the area around the cave was very quiet. The group members, who were puzzled by this, walked cautiously towards the cave. But in the cave, there are only the carcasses of brown bears and Fiona, who is covered in bruises. Fiona sat in front of the bear pile, and it felt like camping.

Fiona: "Why are you here so late?" ”

She smiled triumphantly at the members, and when they saw her like this, the members suddenly didn't know what to say, and laughed one by one. In this way, Fiona grew up as a little mercenary in the Badlands.

......

Dad: "Demons, it looks like they want to pass through our territory." ”

In the middle of the night, an emergency meeting was held in the tent of the mercenary group. The demon legion moves towards the canyon of the Badlands. The number of enemies must be a hundred, if not a hundred. However, there were only more than thirty mercenary groups.

Mother: "Is that what you mean by driving out all the humans here?" ”

If the enemy had crossed the canyon like this, the entire village would have been killed. But if you run away now, you can at least save the lives of the members of the mercenary group. But none of the mercenaries present fled.

Dad: "Haha, you don't want to fight an unpaid battle, do you?" ”

Although many people ridiculed, in the end they chose to fight.

No one delegated.

Not hoping for anything or fighting for the sake of the so-called reputation.

Not even fighting for the goddess.

Even so, they raised their swords and shields.

As usual, put on your armor and head towards the canyon.

Daddy: "Don't let any of the enemies pass, block me!" ”

This was the last order Fiona heard her father give.

......

After the battle, the corpses of the demons in the canyon had piled up into a mountain. This means that in the battle with the demons, the mercenary group has won. In addition to victory, Fiona has ....

"Goddess...... Why, if you don't save us, where is the goddess"

Thirty graves hung with weapons and armor. Fiona survived on her own, holding the one-handed sword "Jewel Thorn" left behind by her father.

"I'm alone."

A man on his way to Rochester asked with a dog in his arms.

Man: "This is ...... Whose grave? ”

Fiona: "My ...... Fellow relatives. ”

Fiona: "Why didn't our goddess Jasmine save us, aren't we guarding her people?" ”

Man: "Perhaps...... The goddess is resting. ”

Fiona's pupils dilated. Although the eyes were full of sadness, there was not a single tear, as if I had forgotten how to shed tears......

The sand and dust in the canyon are noisy and wailing.

Adan: "Come with me, mercenary!" Follow me to Kuhan and become a member of the Kablaan Mercenaries. ”

......

Now, inside the village of Kuhan.

"Stinky boy, let me tell you, this is the finest Damascus steel, my coffin, you can't take it!"

Hawke, who pushed the door and walked out of the blacksmith shop, was holding a large bag of things in his hand, but Fergus was still concerned about the faint blue luster of steel in Hawke's hand: "Old man, let go, you also know that this is Damascus steel, will you use it, it will only mold if you put it." Having said that, the evil smile on Hawke's face proves that he is playing the robber at this point.

Damascus steel, although it is a valuable steel on the whole continent, is extremely rare, and is made of a number of high-grade Fibello iron ore through more than ten days of continuous extrusion and forging. And the two pieces of Damascus steel in Hawke's hands, just looking at the size, each cost at least twenty Fibello iron ore, and the high-grade Fibelo iron ore is already an expensive and rare iron ore, and few blacksmiths can have the physical strength to complete the forging of Damascus steel.

If there is any steel of better quality than Damascus steel, it is the legendary Zardine steel. It is rumored to be made from multiple pieces of Damascus steel combined with magic, and it is said that equipment forged from zardine steel is not only indestructible, lightweight, but even absorbs magic. But this is all legend, after all, forging Damascus steel is extremely physically demanding, let alone using multiple Damascus steels to forge the Zaldine steel that no one has ever seen.

These two pieces of Damascus steel were also obtained by Fergus at the Rochester Chamber of Commerce at the auction with all his financial resources, and he was never willing to forge this piece of steel, but now it was raided by the ruthless Hawke.

Fergus: "How can steel be moldy, you stop me." Seeing that he couldn't pull Hawke, Fergus also wanted to cry without tears. Hawke saw that Fergus was about to cry, but he didn't feel unreasonable, and immediately put his arm around Fergus's shoulder and said, "Old Fu, in this way, when I helped you build it last time, what do you think of my forging skills." ”

Fergus pushed Hawke's hand away to guard against him, for fear of being tricked by the robber again, "Well, also... It's okay, what's the matter! ”

Hawke: "Today I took you two pieces of Damascus steel, right, I'll give you 10 Fibello iron ore later." ”

Fergus: "Huh! Stinky boy, you're so kind, so you're going to be a little better than those robbers. ”

Seeing that Fergus was not complimented, Hawke continued: "Old Fu, I really need these two pieces of steel, otherwise, I will give you so many iron demon weapons." As he spoke, he pointed to the wooden box with only one or two swords on the side.

Fergus: "Filled? ”

Hawke: "Loaded!" ”

Although the weapons of the demons are not as exquisite and gorgeous as the human weapons, they are among the best in terms of quality, and the iron content is extremely high, and many adventurers are also very willing to buy demon weapons. If you can have so many demon weapons, it will be very profitable even if you melt down and reforge new weapons.

Fergus was afraid that Hawker would pay his debts, so he dragged him to sign an agreement before he happily went to the tavern to drink. Hawke was left alone in the blacksmith shop at this point, and he pulled out the skull he had knocked off the Frost Tyrant's head and began to clank in front of the ingot.