Chaos and bloodshed pervaded the Monroe-Xilin region throughout the first half of April.

With the complete destruction of Duke Monroe's family, the huge cake of Monroe Province was immediately targeted by many kingdom nobles, including the royal family of Crant. Countless nobles have sworn that they are also related to the Monroe family in history, so they are the rightful heirs to this vast family business.

The scholars of aristocratic heraldry, aristocratic descent and the petty nobles and domestic servants, who apparently spoke for their immediate superiors, quarreled with each other.

After a rainstorm, the refugee camp outside Xilin City was in shambles, and Herman, who was in a hurry to return, paid a heavy price to finally stop the Monroe diehards who attacked the suicide attack, but what they didn't expect was that there were also demon hounds among them, the royal capital guards were nearly half-disabled, and the royal family's own army was also seriously damaged in the attack.

The disgruntled refugees began to stir up, causing many conflicts inside and outside the city, and after a bloody battle, the exhausted royal guards still had to divide their forces to hunt down the attackers who took advantage of the chaos to escape, and the appearance of demons made the people in the territory panic, but both the royal family of Crane and the other nobles were bent on quickly moving on to the next dispute.

A few days after the battle, the royal family announced that the Monroe rebellion had been extinguished and that the confiscation of all the Monroe family's assets was the trigger for everything.

One of the reasons is that all the nobles in the territory, large and small, who have the ability or think they can afford to swallow the cake of Monroe, are vying for a piece of the pie, and on the other hand, it is assumed that it is not only Xilin, but also the current Krant royal family to add the fat territory of Monroe to the original one. They are bound to become overly aggressive.

The Monroe Grand Duke's house, which used to contain the royal family of Grant, no longer exists. The nobles who supported the Crane royal family in forming the royal capital guard heard that the royal family was going to annex the Monroe province. Suddenly I became alert, wondering if I would be next.

They may seem like the most heinous conspirators, but their demise has brought no peace or tranquility to an already barren country that is already a reckless army.

Centuries ago, Fausto Faferichsiano, a famous scholar of the Lamanite Empire, sharply criticized the royal family of Saxiyutu, who had seized the throne through an uprising, at the turn of the century, for "driving out the mosquitoes that had sucked away the blood." And the more greedy and bigger bloodsucking worms came over. Although this phrase was uttered hundreds of years ago, it is also quite appropriate for today's Crant.

The Duke of Monroe's house had fallen, but its successors, or the nobles who tried to be its successors, were not much better.

Divided and in civil strife, the royal family of Crant and the nobles of all sizes are like a horde of scavengers fighting for the huge corpses left behind by the Monroe family. No one cared about the refugees, no one managed the captured Monroe's elite soldiers, and everything was in a state of chaos.

Ignoring all sorts of practical problems, a battle has just ended. I immediately wanted to jump into the next battle.

The noble lords, the noble royal families, enjoy all kinds of power and wealth, and invest all their power in gaining more power and wealth.

Greed is a thorn in the human heart.

And it doesn't just exist in the hearts of the nobles of the Krant Kingdom.

The Five Kingdoms region is constantly fighting, and Krant, who is caught in infighting, will naturally be targeted by other kingdoms next to him after this.

The end of one thing is the beginning of another, but these things are no longer relevant to our sage and the girl of Loan, who have chosen to leave this place. A few days after things came to light.

Herman had to pay for the money he should have paid for them out of his own pocket, and the count, who had been caught by a hound in the middle of the battle because of the drop of his helmet, and was wrapped in a thick strip of cloth, looked rather emaciated. He looked at the sage, but said nothing, just sighed.

True. Henry had the power to guide the royal family of Crane - just as he had done in Avenella. But the people seated in the palace of Xilin were not Edward, they were more focused on the interests at their fingertips. Focus on fighting with each other.

He wasn't a good guy who sowed his aura everywhere, and if he were, neither the royal family of Crant nor the nobles everywhere would ever bird him. What kind of people in what kind of place, the arrogant Monroe family, is definitely not a sudden product of genetic mutation.

Herman is said to have chosen to retire from his position as Grand Master of the Imperial Guard, and chose to resemble Medlow, the former chief knight of Duke Monroe, who laughed at himself: "Without the owner's loyal dog, there would be no point in existing." ", select Understand Jiaguitian.

Henry and Mira don't know where he'll choose to go, but believe they'll both make the right choice.

The departure of the two of them went unnoticed by many people, except for a gray-haired guy with a thick strip of cloth wrapped around his waist and walking with a cane.

"Thank you for burying him for me. Vega, who was pale, said to them. Luckily for him, the hound's bite didn't hurt vital organs or major blood vessels, and after dealing with the circle, with the help of the mage and Medlo, who knew the location of the pharmacy in the Duke's palace, they rushed to stop the sheriff's bleeding, and he survived, but he also lost something, just like everyone else who had experienced it firsthand.

Monroe's security post no longer existed, and the few people who had been there had gone somewhere, along with Medlow and the knights who had decided to leave.

With their backs to each other, Henry and Mira said goodbye to them and headed in the other direction.

For the foreseeable future, Krant will have to go through more bloody storms - but under the storm like the thunderstorm that fell on the Fourth of April, a small legend began. Maybe it's the words of the soldiers who witnessed it, or maybe it's the elite soldiers. Or maybe it comes from some of the nobles who know this. Some of the versions have a lot of exaggeration in the details that make the parties sound laughable, but no matter what. It goes something like this-

There was a tall northerner with a great sword on his back. People called him the Sage. He took with him a Luo'an, a young girl, who was his disciple.

These two men have the ability to easily kill demons and wizards, and they play a crucial role in the whole matter of Monroe's magicians.

At this moment, we don't know the origin of this statement, but the speed of discourse is far faster than people think. Unconsciously, the two of them headed southeast, choosing to go deep inland to avoid the wind and rain because of the coming storm season, and at the same time stay away from the blood-colored vortex on the side of Crane behind them, gradually. It began to have a certain fame on the West Coast.

The Padrosi, who profess themselves to be the orthodox lineage of the Lamanite Empire, often say, "Fate has its own arrangement." And as it entails, something begins to move forward and develop, consciously or unconsciously.

The timeline is never confined to matters relating to our two masters, where they are out of reach, in the shadows of our perspective, when what was originally just an after-dinner conversation about what happened in a small country reaches the ears of some people months later.

The massive machine called "Destiny" suddenly turned the corner of its gear.

"Interesting. "He has silver hair. The corners of the woman's mouth, with a dazzling ruby badge and a spear beside her, curled slightly.

"Go to the notification. The middle-aged man, with his shaved head and dressed in the red bishop robe of the Church of Jetina, said to his men with a serious face.

The sea swayed gently, and even the bravest sailors among men spoke of the savage lands that they had never mustered the courage to enter, and after crossing the "Land of No Return" into the cold rivers of the Far North, which were feared by the arrogant Stiking pirates, who called "Heimran" in the northern language.

Some have long been forgotten by the people of today, and only a few of their people are there. The race that walked on the continent of Rigal opened its eyes that glowed blue.

"The wind from the other side, tell me. They're back. "Even the most beautiful woman in the human race would be ashamed of her delicate features, and the mere mere act of speaking can overshadow the most complacent musician. She has long blonde hair and pointed ears. In the center of her jade-like palm, a reptile-like creature flashed its beautiful translucent wings—she turned her head to look at the man behind her.

"The time has not yet come, so don't be impatient. The man, whose face, neck, and bare arms, was covered with all sorts of tattoos, and he didn't even open his eyes, said so.

......

There are two flowers, one on each branch.

In the battle of the Duke of Monroe's palace, the armor of both men was damaged, Mira's could barely wear it, but Henry's plate armor was completely damaged. In a state of chaos, the craftsmen of the city-state of Monroe and the entire province of Monroe and nearby territories naturally scattered in droves, and the production of plate armor requires highly skilled blacksmiths, and as a last resort, our sage has returned to the extremely light state when he met Mira - and this time he did not even have a cloak with him because of the heat.

Unfortunately, as the days progressed, the weather became hotter and hotter, and the sage who was not wearing armor naturally gained more comfort in the usual march than Mira, which made Mira's mood a little depressed, but after experiencing being pounced on by the hound and only producing some bruises, she also deeply understood the importance of armor.

The hard plate armor absorbs the energy of the impact through the deformation of the steel plates, and if she were wearing the original leather chain mail, she would have broken bones nine times out of ten.

It is worth mentioning that our Luoan girl has made a lot of progress in dealing with negative emotions this time compared to before.

This may have something to do with what she has been learning and her own state of mind for a while, but this girl seems to have been like this from the beginning - she has seen a lot of dark things, witnessed and even experienced a lot of sad things, but she has not been devastated by it.

We often focus on the sage's excellent education, but as it has been said over and over again, something can never be achieved by a single effort, and the attitude and personality of the leading party is just as important as the attitude and personality of the leading party - and if you take your eyes off the sage who is full of mystical aura, and look at the little girl who seems to be by his side all the time, you may be surprised to realize how remarkable she is.

She is ignorant, this is not a derogatory term, and we should probably use a more appropriate way of expressing it - she is a blank slate - but this is not entirely true, because there are many ignorant people, people who are completely blank slates in terms of experience and some knowledge, but they are all fundamentally different from Mira.

If you go to a sword academy and ask the swordsmans who teach the children of the nobility what their worst worries are, they will most likely give you the answer: "When you try to teach your disciple a stance, he or she will start telling you how to counter it as if he or she were playing tricks." ”

This situation is obviously a headache for any teacher, who can understand that these beginners who only know a little bit of the scale want to prove their psychology, but it is this kind of improper attitude that leads to the fact that many people can only stay at this level for the rest of their lives.

――This is not only in swordsmanship, but also in any other knowledge industry, and there are often people who are not humble enough to learn, and think that they know something and start to refute their mentors.

It is true that there are people who are better than blue, and it can even be said that this is usually the case, but people who are in such a hurry often do not belong to this ranks.

By the standards of an apprentice, Mira is excellent. She concentrates and works hard, and even if she makes progress in some aspects, she will not just rest on her laurels and start to be complacent, but continue to work towards the next goal.

In this way, she met Henry, who is probably the best mentor in the whole of Rigal.

What the future holds, we don't know yet.

As the weather in the south became hotter and hotter in May, the two of them rode a long distance on horseback, and after passing through one rainforest after another, they came to a town that was not too small, but not too big.

The Demon Hound blood's blood is quite corrosive, and the steel half-sword used by Mira has actually been damaged by the impact it received during the battle, but it is not very good in the first place, so the two of them went inland to find a larger town and find skilled blacksmiths to make better weapons and armor.

The dull sound of horses' hooves on dirt roads has not changed much in terms of architecture and customs, so we won't repeat it here.

The bell rang softly, a group of slaves walked by on the street corner, the girl glanced at it, and then turned around, she didn't speak, but the stubborn and strong look in those sparkling eyes grew thicker and thicker. (To be continued.) )