In the fourth year of the revival calendar, January 27.

After three years of magnificent and thrilling revival, it has finally passed. The Honkai Continent may usher in a new pattern, but at least so far, the gradually softening sea breeze has not brought any news thousands of miles away.

Is Dios all right?Where has Illo gone?What is the situation of the people of the valley?What about King Nacini and his southern expedition?

None of this, Allegri didn't know. He is now just a coolie carrying a bag, one of the many people in the docklands. In the eyes of others, it is already a great thing to be able to learn knives from Zenis, and even the big man Logan talked about it half-jokingly.

"That's right," he said with a hearty smile, "why should a man learn any spells if he should hold a sword, but dare to hide in the distance and hurt people." ”

"yes. Allegri also smiled and replied, the dark beer on the table was still invited by Logan.

"If you can make that old man look at you, your talent should not be bad," the big man said as he lured the big dog with a bone, "If you have time, let's compare and match." ”

"Brother Logan, what weapon do you use?" Allegri snapped.

"This. Logan clenched his hands into fists and joined them together. His arms were thick and muscular, like cast iron.

"Fist?" Allegri was interested, on the mainland, it was difficult to see a master of boxing. After all, there are more military battles and less private fights, and going into battle with bare hands is no different from sending them to death?

Logan laughed and didn't say anything, just teasing the big dog. Simba turned his head away, looking impatient.

"This big dog is very arrogant," the big man looked up with a smile, "how did you train?"

"Demon pet contract. Didn't I tell you that I was a mage?" replied Allegri, patting Simba on the head, and the big dog immediately took the bone in his mouth, and gnawed on it with a smile.

"It's strange," Logan said, sipping off the remnants of his wine. He got up and said, "Let's go, remember to invite me to drink next time." ”

The dock area is mixed with dragons and snakes, and this man with a heroic style should be the former. Looking at Logan's back, Allegri thought.

Only one merchant ship was unloaded this afternoon, and the others were delayed on the way, and I am afraid that they will not be able to enter the port in the evening. Therefore, Brin gave the coolies a half-day off. Let them come back later.

After eating, Allegri went to Zennis to practice his sword, but the old man was unexpectedly absent, so he had to chop the wood alone, and then went to ask the bartender to find out that Zennis was out on an errand and would not return until tomorrow.

The cold winter is about to leave, and there is no biting chill in the night wind. Allegri walked out of the tavern. Walk towards the pier.

When we arrived at the breakwater, the sea breeze was blowing. He simply opened his clothes, and his clothes flew with his messy hair.

Allegri breathed a sigh of relief, and the lighthouse in the corner of the fjord shone brightly. But the road under his feet was still deep in darkness, and he didn't know where it went.

Unconsciously. He came to the place where the merchant house was. A few familiar coolies were leaving, and the old steward Brin came over and waved his hand, "Go back, the merchant ship won't arrive tonight." But tomorrow you will have it. ”

"Carry a few more bags and make more money. Allegri chatted with him for a few moments, then beckoned to the big dog and turned to leave.

At this time, it was only six or seven o'clock, and it was still early before it was time to go to bed, so he thought about it for a while, but he had nowhere to go but to go back to the tavern, and bought a knife on the way.

Allegri's room was unlocked, so Beverly pulled it open and asked with a grin, "What are you doing, Knifeman?"

Allegri sat on the floor, trimming the oak stick with a knife, both ends shaved off, leaving only the straightest section in the middle.

"Yo, this can't be your knife, is it?" he didn't answer, and Beverly didn't mind, she sat on the edge of the bed, pouting and blowing on the candle on the cabinet next to her.

"Alright, stop making a fuss. The fire trembled, and Allegri said helplessly. Beverly was really right, this oak stick, which was only more than a meter long, was his homemade "knife", because he couldn't afford a real steel knife.

"It's pathetic," Beverly suggested by kicking him, "why don't you sleep with me for the night, and I'll pay." ”

"You'd better find a way to get more business," Allegri snorted, "at least move out and get a better place to live." ”

"Stupid, do you think I don't want to?" Beverly pouted, "but only by living in the 'Copper Compass' can we be protected by them, and we, the most feared are that the guests will be repaid." ”

"By the way, I've never seen who the boss here is. Allegri asked curiously.

"I haven't seen it either, but the second boss is a big fat man who often goes to the casino," Beverly encouraged, "you can ask the old knife, he must know." ”

"I'd better not be bored. Allegri shook his head. He stood up, slapped the sawdust off his body, grabbed the end of the stick, and made a slashing motion.

"It's not murderous. Beverly commented that she had seen Zenis shoot, and several mercenaries from out of town had one of their arms cut off in the blink of an eye.

Allegri shrugged, but didn't hear it. In this kind of place, you can only be in the company of peddlers and pawns, even if you are ridiculed by a **, what is it.

"Hey, are you free next Saturday?" asked Beverly suddenly.

"Definitely not, I have to carry a bag during the day and practice a knife at night. Allegri put down the stick and replied casually.

"Can't you take a leave of absence?" Beverly asked.

"Why?" Allegri was puzzled, he rarely took time off, because there was nothing to do.

"Aren't you a swordsman? I'll pay you a silver coin, and you'll escort me to a place. Beverly rolled her eyes and said slyly.

"Escort?" Allegri always felt that something was wrong, and decisively refused, "No, I'm not fooled." ”

"Go......" Beverly put her hand on his shoulder, her voice deliberately long, sweet and greasy.

"Eldest sister," Allegri shuddered, "if you have something to say, you can just say it, I am not allowed to take half a day off." ”

After thinking about it sideways, she realized that "not no" meant "can", and Beverly smiled charmingly. "I knew you were a good person. ”

"Let's start with it, I'm not in the meat business. Allegri added.

In the past, this sentence could make Beverly turn her face instantly, but today she changed her tone and said softly. "You accompany me to meet someone, there is no danger, you don't have to say a word, just treat yourself as a puppet. ”

"Is that simple?" Allegri was skeptical.

"I'm lying to you," Beverly retorted, "remember, next Saturday." ”

Carry the bag, practice the knife, carry the bag. Knife practice......

Allegri's life was simple, working as a coolie during the day to earn money to feed one man and one dog. In the evening, he went to Zenis to practice martial arts, and in addition to the usual chopping wood and wielding a knife, he had already begun to learn simple moves.

"Compared with swordsmanship, the sword technique is more straightforward and more precipitous, and the sword is used against the enemy. It's best to end the fight within ten moves," Zenis sat on his usual haystack. He pointed out, "After the knife is released, you have to attack, and you can't take a step back." ”

"But isn't it a combination of hardness and softness in martial arts?" Allegri asked. He held an oak stick and put away his knife. Swing the knife to ensure that the angle and force are not deviated.

"That's something that only high-level or even high-level people need to think about," Zenith shook his head and said, "If you are familiar with the moves I have given you in the past few days, you can also be regarded as a beginner-level martial artist." But it will be at least three years before it is high-level. ”

"Isn't drawing a sword, then, the most important move?" Allegri asked again.

"That's right. Zenis nodded slightly, and floated down. Allegri saw that the old man's left hand was wiped on his waist, and the snow light shot out, slashing half a foot in front of him, the strong wind blowing, and the forehead hair fluttering.

Allegri couldn't help but marvel, most of the scimitar warriors were agile warriors, and they had always been the great enemies of mages. What's more, the "Sea Serpent's Fang" in Zenis's hand seems to be a soft scimitar, and when it makes a move, it is even more mysterious.

"Isn't this a combination of rigidity and softness?" Zenis shook his hand, and the scimitar hung down softly, making it hard to believe that he had slashed so sharply with this method.

"Uh......" looked at the oak stick in his hand, and Allegri couldn't help but feel ashamed. This "Sea Serpent's Fang" is obviously a rare weapon, but it is a thousand times stronger than his "knife".

"Go for it. The old man tiptoed and patted him on the shoulder. With Zenis's financial resources, he can naturally buy a good knife for his students, but now, it's not time yet.

Saturday, the first day of February.

Yesterday, Allegri had asked the old steward for leave, and he wanted to sleep in. But at seven o'clock in the morning, Beverly pushed the door in and picked him up.

"What for?" Allegri asked, bewildered, with his head covered.

"Get up, get up," Beverly urged, "we're going to leave in a moment." ”

Allegri sat up and yawned. He opened his eyes and looked at it, and couldn't help but be stunned.

Today's Beverly is like a different person. In the past, the face with heavy makeup was clean and plain at this time, and even the light blue long skirt was also the most conservative style, and the places that should not be exposed were not exposed at all.

"Did you take the wrong medicine?" Allegri asked, puzzled, and he couldn't think of any other explanation.

The dissolute nightingale has been transformed into a virtuous woman of good family. She didn't wear powder, she didn't wear any jewelry, and her long dark chestnut hair was simply tied back of her head.

"You put on this dress. Beverly placed a black robe beside the bed, cut to resemble a mage's robe.

"Why?" Allegri asked, blankly.

"If you are asked to change, you will change, so much nonsense. Beverly snorted, finally revealing a hint of the past.

"You go out first. Allegri waved his hand and waited for him to leave before getting out of bed and dressing. The robes fit perfectly, but he couldn't remember when Beverly had asked his measurements.

"Not bad, not bad. Beverly glanced through the crack in the door and walked into the room satisfied, this time with a tub and towel in hand.

"I'll do it myself. Taken aback by her hospitality, Allegri demanded.

"You sit down. Beverly's apricot eyes widened, revealing a knife. Then he stood in front of Allegri and shaved his beard.

"No, I want to keep it. Allegri tried to resist, but was ruthlessly suppressed. Beverly grabbed him and said angrily, "Don't move, moving again will scratch your face." ”

After tidying up, Allegri was dressed in a black robe and small leather boots, and his cheeks and chin were seen again, but he was also personable.

"Huh?" Beverly said two steps back, glanced up and down, and was surprised, "You're not ugly." ”

"It's fine. Allegri smiled wryly, but when he saw his face in the mirror, he couldn't help but be stunned.

His facial features are almost the same, but why does he always feel that he is a little more handsome than he once was? Is this a simple illusion, or is it the result of the transformation of the body by the "bright godhead"?

"Wash your face and let's go. Beverly tugged at him, and it was nearly eight o'clock.

"Okay, okay," Allegri nodded dumbly, and subconsciously beckoned to the big dog, "Simba, let's go." ”

"Don't bring the dog!" Beverly exclaimed, scaring the big dog and retracting into the corner of the room.

"Okay," Allegri compromised seeing her unpleasant complexion, "Simba, you go to the teacher and rub him for a meal at noon." ”

The big dog nodded in general humanity, and before leaving the room, he threw him a sympathetic look. It wasn't long before Allegri and Beverly walked out of the tavern and headed west.

The carriage was bumpy, and there were only three or four people in the carriage.

"Dover City, and the public carriages?" Allegri asked casually, he hadn't noticed it before.

"It's always been there. Beverly had a soft voice, and if she didn't know it, she was afraid that she would hide it.

"Where are we going? Baicheng District?" asked Allegri again, he had heard that when he entered Baicheng District, he would be questioned about his identity. And now, he is still a "black household" who came smuggling, and he doesn't even have an identity certificate.

"No, the carriage's terminus is the Academy District," Beverly whispered, "Remember, you're my boyfriend now, don't show it then." ”

"What?" Allegri asked, stunned, so loud that the passengers next to him looked over.

"Don't be surprised," Beverly whispered as she pressed him down, "Also, you're an alchemist now, you have a proper job, and you earn two gold coins a month. ”

"You think you can afford me," Allegri spread his hands, "do you think that if you say that, people will believe me?"

"I wasn't sure, but now I'm confident," Beverly scratched his white face with her fingers hooked, "who would believe you if I said you were a coolie on the docks?"

... (To be continued......)

PS: (Here it is.) ）