Another world, I have an elf magician

The icy aura erupted in an instant, and the red-haired girl's attack made me feel like I was facing a formidable enemy, so I turned around to dodge.

The blade of her slashing sword was only about one centimeter away from my face. If I hadn't dodged in time, I might have been split open by her sword.

I shot back quickly.

Speed ​​is my advantage, so I slashed three swords easily.

The opponent also slashed three swords, and his valiant and heroic posture in the sun traced out his beautiful body curves. He was wearing a red outfit and a short skirt that danced, looking as passionate as fire.

All my attacks were deflected by her, and while I stepped back, I used my swordsmanship to counter the oncoming attack.

Our bodies were intertwined, and I started a fierce battle with her.

Soon, I was defeated, and the iron sword in my hand was violently broken by her strange swordsmanship.

I was hit hard in the face by the opponent's delicate-looking fist, and I fell to the ground, briefly losing consciousness.

When I opened my eyes, I saw her pointing the iron sword at my throat, looking arrogantly, stepping on my belly and looking down at me.

At this moment, I felt a heavy feeling of being oppressed by death, which made me breathless.

I didn't expect that there is such a powerful master in this world. She used at least two sword techniques just now, the speed style that is equal to me, and the force style that restrains me.

I was horrified and stared at her, but she did not take my life. Instead, she slowly took back the iron sword and put it into the sword bag on her waist.

"What's your name!" I summoned the courage to ask.

"Wilia Walker, the tenth generation sword demon!" the other party's voice said.

She took two steps back and said with an expressionless face, "My father has just left and it is not appropriate to see blood, so don't come back next time, otherwise you will die miserably."

After leaving these words, she turned and left.

I looked at her back and said angrily: "Hey, aren't you going to ask me my name!"

"Dead people don't need to know their names." The other party's plain voice became more and more distant.

"boom!"

The injured were carried away, and the door of the mansion was slammed shut.

I was defeated shortly after I left the army, and I was a little lost. But when I thought that my enemy was dead, I no longer had to practice sword practice and could go back to live a peaceful life with my mother, I felt a little better.

Finally got home.

No sign of my mother was found in the thatched hut in the mountains, so I started shouting loudly to look for her.

Finally, I saw her on the edge of the cliff and found that she was very haggard and her back was thin.

"Mother?"

I stepped forward and tried to shout, and saw a knitted sweater in her hand.

"Ah, Mrs. Gerard is back!" She looked very surprised, as if it was incredible that I could come back.

She came over and put the sweater on me. Her eyes were very dim, which made me feel distressed and uneasy.

"Mom, what's wrong with you?" I grabbed her hand and asked, and found that her hand was very cold.

"Nothing, how are things going outside?" She changed the subject.

"Mondo is dead," I answered.

The mother was stunned for a moment, and then she smiled with relief, but her voice was very hoarse.

"As expected of Dak's good boy!"

I reminded: "I didn't kill him. When I went there, others said he was already dead.

Plus, I was defeated by his daughter. "

My mother was stunned for a while, frowned, and looked at me in confusion.

"what!"

She took a few steps back, and I was worried that she would fall, so I stretched out my hand to hold him.

I said happily: "We no longer have to worry about our enemy coming to kill us. He is already dead."

The mother shook her head and said loudly: "No, you can't think like that!"

"Why?" I asked in a confused voice, "Now we can live a stable life and say goodbye to a life of fear. Isn't this good?"

My mother burst out laughing, which shocked me for a while.

She looked sad, her eyes were red, and she touched her tears and said: "No... Mrs. Ge, you don't understand.

The Walker family is our enemy. As a bloodline of the Oviedo family, you should kill them and take back everything that belongs to us.

Property, power, and reputation.

Here, you have to get at least one thing back, and your father's honor along with it! "

She looked at me and begged: "Promise me that you will become a sword demon, okay? This is your father's long-cherished wish."

I hesitated for a moment, not wanting my mother to continue to be sad, so I nodded, "Okay, I will become the new Sword Demon and take back everything that originally belonged to us!"

My mother pushed my hand away and gave me a sad smile, "Mrs. Ge, there is something I have hidden from you for a long time. In fact, you..."

I interrupted: "I don't want to hear this, let's go home!"

There was a pause.

I added gently, "It's windy here and it's easy to catch a cold."

My mother kept laughing, very quietly, which puzzled me very much.

"Actually...Jike likes you very much. He doesn't want you to come down the mountain."

After saying that, my mother suddenly turned around and jumped off the cliff, which shocked me.

"mom!"

I ran over and saw her clearly falling, then landing on the bottom pile of rocks, motionless.

At this moment, I felt extremely hurt in my heart, but my mind went blank, so I could only watch helplessly.

After a long time, I realized what I was doing and went down the cliff to look for it.

The mother was completely breathless and turned into a cold corpse.

I remember she said before that when a person dies, he must be buried as soon as possible.

Even though I was very reluctant to give up, I still did what she said before.

I simply set up a monument and cried for a long time until I couldn't stand still and fell down in a daze.

When I woke up, I found myself back in the thatched house, lying on the bed.

There is a sword manual placed on the old tea table. It looks older than the table and is also very worn.

Jike often looks through it, and I often learn to read it when I have nothing to do.

Now that he and my mother are gone, my only goal in life seems to be revenge and becoming a sword demon.

Just like before, just obey your mother's orders.

With this idea in mind, I picked up the sword manual, read it carefully, and started studying for a long time.

……

Two autumns passed.

I only remember autumn, and I also like autumn, so I say this.

There have always been seven lists in the kingdom.

Those who can be on any of these seven lists and stand at the top are called the Seven Great Powers.

The seven major powers have the ability to destroy an entire continent, and their corresponding professions are:

Fighters, swordsmen, knights, magicians, alchemists, beast tamers, and at the end of the list, wizards.

Witchcraft took so long that it was gradually lost or even forgotten. Therefore, wizards, a profession that was popular in ancient times, gradually declined.

No great power has emerged for hundreds of years, and it is still known as the weakest existence.

As a swordsman, I naturally know that a swordsman has the highest honor.

That is to be on the list and let the world know your name.

The first one on the list is the Sword God. With this title, you are the supreme being on the continent, a "god" among humans.

It is a pity that no one has reached the top of the title of Sword God since the war between humans and demons more than 50 years ago.

The second in line is the Sword Master.

Sword Master is not just a title weaker than Sword God.

Even more powerful than the Sword Master are swordsmen at the Sword Master, Sword Emperor, and Sword Emperor levels.

It's just that no one has broken through the shackles of the Saint level yet, so they are ranked second.

Ranked third is the Sword Demon.

This is a special title, and the swordsmanship level of its historical owners is generally below the Saint level and above the King level.

I worked hard to practice swordsmanship for two and a half years. I traveled around the kingdom and defeated many well-known masters. I was ranked ninth on the list. My goal was to become a new sword demon.

"My name is Geta Oviedo, I'm 15 years old. I came here today to challenge the Sword Demon and defeat you!"

All the heroes gathered under the stage.

After making a name for myself, I stood in the ring and received many respectful looks.

I ignored them and focused my attention on the girl in the red dress sitting on the high seat in the front.

"Sword Demon only accepts the challenge from the successor of Kidōken. Young man, please step aside."

The old man next to him spoke calmly. He seemed to be the butler of the Walker family.

I emphasized: "My name is Geta Oviedo, my father is Dark Oviedo, and I am the orthodox Kidō Sword successor!"

"Oviedo!"

After hearing this, everyone started talking and whispering to each other.

The Oviedo family and the Walker family used to be friendly, but by my father's generation, conflicts and hatred arose.

Upon hearing that I was from the Oviedo family, the expressions of the Walker family became serious, with undisguised murderous intent in their eyes.

My hearing is extremely sensitive and I clearly heard them discussing how to deal with me.

"Miss, the other party is a remnant of the Oviedo family, and we must root it out. So, miss, since the other party is here to die, then we will..."

"I see."

The girl in the red dress half-closed her eyes, supported her chin with her hand, and responded calmly.

She took the cross sword handed over by the servant and jumped onto the ring nimbly like a sparrow.

"I'll give you a chance. Leave now. I don't want to kill anyone." The girl said in a cold voice.

I noticed a bronze dagger hanging on the other person’s waist. I pointed at it and said excitedly, “That’s my thing!”

The girl lowered her head, her red hair swaying slightly, and hesitated for a while.

She responded: "It seems we have a lot of grievances, forget it, let's settle them quickly."

She drew her sword, flashed her afterimage, and approached me.

I am like a thorn in the back, holding a sword to meet the attack.

Battles between speed-style swordsmen are usually very short, with attacks taking place only in a split second.

I was shocked and defeated again.

This is the second time... no, the third time I have been defeated by her.

The images from my childhood are still vivid in my mind.

The same scene happened, the girl stood in front of me, the sword in her hand was about to stab.

As I fell to the ground, I felt fear from her again, but suddenly I discovered that she was quite pretty, with a pair of beautiful pink almond eyes, and her pupils were as bright as gems.

She has a small nose and a clear face, which makes her look cute no matter how she looks.

But now I am trembling with fear and my teeth can’t help but chatter.

In the image, her father has pointy ears, but her daughter is so beautiful.

And, she is strong.