Three-five black rides, walking under the scorching sun. Although it was autumn, the weather was finally warm, and most of the knights' faces were covered with beads of sweat. Except for Hagus, there is only Allen in disguise. Eren had blackened his skin, and his conspicuous silver hair was tucked into a moire-patterned helmet. He rode a black warhorse, and on one side of the horse hung a bloody heavy knife tightly wrapped in strips of cloth.

In the decisive battle with Segres, due to the sealing of the source power of the Nine Flame Breath Flashes, the inside of the Daozhì knife body collapsed. Now that the black heavy knife was only half cut off, Eren could only put it away and bring it back to Earth to see if there was any way to repair it.

Now all I have with me is Xueyin, and the killing weapon of Xueyin, even if it is not injected with source power, constantly faintly exudes murderous energy. Let Alan constantly comfort the horses on the way, otherwise the horses would have run away in fright.

The four horsemen who followed Hagus were all Dark Thunder Knights, and they were the only four remaining after the Battle of the Viscountdom. These people are Hagus's henchmen, and naturally they know that the seemingly weak soldier is actually Allen. Looking at Allen's darkened face without a drop of sweat, and then at the strange knife that constantly exuded murderous aura, the Dark Thunder Knight's gaze became a little different.

During the lunch break, Hagus handed Alan a packet of roasted dried meat, and his eyes also fell on Xueyin: "My lord, this knife must have an extraordinary origin, every time I see it, I can't think of the picture of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood." ”

"It's called Blood Hide, and I heard that it was the favorite knife of a famous general of the empire hundreds of years ago." Alan said briefly.

Hagus gasped: "Blood hidden? Could it be the Blood Lion General's saber? I heard that this knife has been missing for several years, and that the Blood Lion General went on an expedition to the Shadow Duchy and did not return. It is rumored to have died in battle in the Duchy of Shadows, and the Empire has been chasing this saber as a sign of respect for the Blood Lion General. But it has been fruitless, and several wars have even broken out around this knife during this period, and in the end it has not been resolved. ”

"Where did you get it?" After saying that, Hagus felt speechless, and hurriedly said: "I'm talking too much, adults don't need to answer me." ”

Alan laughed and said, "It's not a secret, this knife was obtained from Sir Daniel's vault. ”

"Sir Daniel has this knife in his possession?" Hagus frowned: "Doesn't he know that the Empire has never given up on chasing this knife?" ”

"In this way, I have to make some disguises for Xueyin when I go back, so that I don't have to be recognized and get into trouble later." Alan didn't expect this knife to be related to the empire, he was not from the empire after all, and he didn't know that Xueyin still had such a past. Alan didn't believe that Daniel didn't know this, knowing that the imperial family was chasing the blood, he still boldly collected it, which was a bit unusual.

And listening to Hagus say this, the blood hidden should be in the hands of the Shadow Duchy, so where did Daniel get this knife?

On the other side of Lake Porttilly is a dense wooded landscape. Beyond the woods, there is a small town. The town is not big, and there are hundreds of families living in the town. The name of the town is Trison, and the rooms on the highest floor of the Unicorn Castle can be seen from the whole town. Twenty years ago, this town, which had attracted the attention of the lords, was just a village of a few dozen inhabitants.

Daniel grew up in this village.

At that time, there was no castle on Lake Porttilee, which Daniel later built for his wife. But before the castle was built, his young wife died after giving birth to Onte.

Since then, the village has gradually become a town, and the paths paved with sand and gravel years ago have now become roads paved with neat bricks. Those dilapidated wooden houses have also been turned into small civil engineering buildings with two or three stories high. The town was expanded several times to include a meeting square, a bell tower and a fountain with Daniel's stone sculptures. Tall shaded trees lined the road, and bars and inns gradually made the town bustling.

If Daniel hadn't died in battle, the town of Treison might have become a city. Unfortunately, life is never a matter of what to say, so when it is learned that Daniel was killed in battle, the atmosphere in the town is gloomy for a while. It wasn't until Daniel's son Onte became the new lord that a smile gradually appeared on people's faces. But many people think that Onte does not have that ability, the boy who inherited his mother's weak, docile character. It can be a poet, a painter, but never a good lord.

But the lord's world is so far away from ordinary people that they can only think about it in their minds. As for who the lord is, they can't control it, and they can't interfere. I can only hope that Ante can keep his father's business, so that everyone can have a stable life, and it is enough.

It was evening, and several men in cloaks, wrapped in layers of their bodies, entered the town. The smell of their bodies was very obscure, and when they passed the doors of several houses, the dogs tied to the doors barked at them. One of them stopped and looked at the dog that barked the most. The cloak lit up with a cold light that pierced through the bones, and the dog suddenly caught his tail and lay on the ground without moving.

The men entered the Elk Bar.

The owner of the bar was wiping her glasses, and the barmaid was lying listlessly on the table, her chest was soft. The flesh is thus pressed into a reverie-inducing shape, almost jumping out of the loose neckline. When the mysterious figures walked into the bar, the owner said without looking up, "It's not open yet......

Before he could finish speaking, a dark shadow flew to the bar in front of him. The boss looked at it and saw that it was a money bag. When it was opened, it was filled with brilliant gold coins. The boss immediately changed to a smiling face: "But for distinguished guests, we have always had other preferential treatment." Damn, Klee, don't greet our guests yet. ”

"We want a hidden room." One of the short men said in a hoarse, monotonous, strange voice.

"No problem, please come with me." The bartender stood up, her movements so great that there was a wave on her chest.

On the second floor of the Elk Bar, there are a number of separate rooms to meet the needs of guests in terms of privacy. It can be used for more intimate exchanges, secret transactions, and even as a place for men and women to have fun. It was still early, and there was no one on the second floor, so Klee led a few guests into a relatively spacious room and quickly brought in drinks.

A gold coin landed on Klee's neckline, and it was her tip.

Such generous guests are rare, and Klee left with a remark, saying, "If you have a special need, you know, the kind of service that will make people comfortable, I can provide it." The price is one gold coin per person. If there are more people, the price will be higher. Have a nice evening, gentlemen. ”

After the door closed, a man inside let out a strange laugh.

Time passed quietly, and just as the lights began to turn on, another person came in the bar. The boss sighed: "Guest, we ...... Hey, it's you! ”

Standing in the doorway was an old man, dressed in neat clothes and trousers, who hardly anyone in the town did not know, for this was the butler who had served Daniel all year round. The boss said unexpectedly, "Why are you here?" ”

"I made an appointment, and they should have arrived." The old butler whispered.

The boss remembered the eccentric guests and described it. The old butler nodded and said, "Where are they?" ”

"I'll take you up." Kelly stepped forward and said, "They're on the second floor. ”

After a few moments, the old butler entered the room. Koree glanced at the table, where the wine had not moved, and the men had been sitting dry. What a weird guy, Kerry thought.

After sending the bartender away, the old butler sat down. The leader on the other side said, "Why didn't Daniel come?" ”

"I'm sorry, but Mistress Daniel can't come. Because of him...... Already dead in battle. ”

"Killed in battle?" The short guy on the left let out a sharp cry from his hat: "This can't be, although that guy is not very good, he is also a powerful viscount." Unless the Marquis is at the first level, or the Earl of Strength, it is possible to kill him. And as far as we know, there are no such figures here at all! ”

"That's true, my lord. Viscount Daniel, who was killed by a baron named Allen. The old butler said in a deep voice.

The man at the head suddenly floated up like a dark cloud, and silently crossed the table and fell in front of the old butler. A scaly arm protruded from the cloak, and the old butler's neck was strangled with the palm of his hand with three thick knuckles, and the man said in a cold voice: "You lie! ”

The old housekeeper's face turned red, and he barely squeezed out a few words: "You know I don't." ”

After staring at the old butler for a moment, the man let go of his hand, and a violent cough rang out in the room. When the old butler was relieved, he asked, "What is going on?" ”

The course of the matter is not complicated, so the narration only takes up a little time. After listening to what had happened, the man said in a deep voice, "Then, we have to get back what was stored with Daniel." ”

"About that." The old butler smiled bitterly, "Your Excellency's vault has also been ransacked by that Ser Allen, and most of the things have been taken by him. ”

"What!" The man stood up, and a stunning light shot out from the shadow of his hat: "Blood Hide, the Heart of the Fire God, and the Blood Essence of Ten Thousand Beasts, where are they?" ”

"They, naturally, are in the hands of the sir."

A low roar like a lion roared in the room, and all the spilled cups shattered one by one, and the broken cup fragments sprayed into every corner of the room along with the ale. After a long time, the man gasped and said, "Then now, who is the lord." ”

The old butler hesitated for a moment before he said, "It's the son of an adult, Young Master Onte." ”