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Walking in the crowded streets, weaving through the crowded crowds, carefully observing the surrounding changes and conditions, thinking that in just half a month, the village has undergone great changes.

Looking around, the crowds of people sweating because of work and the endless bustling scenery are enough to rival the capital of any country.

Feng Ou and Don who came to accept the mission, the horses they rode were placed in the hotel, and there was no cloak covering their bodies.

In the past, the main purpose of camouflage was to avoid being recognized as a swordsman by a magician. In this village where a large number of mercenaries, swordsmen, and magicians are mixed together, there is really no need to be afraid of being recognized as a swordsman. .

It is hard for Ling Dun and Feng Ao to imagine that these swordsmen and magicians who were hostile to each other in the past can actually let go of their contempt and hatred in this village, and simply regard each other as ordinary strangers, or even strangers. partners to communicate.

The wars that were waged in the past because of each other's glory and self-esteem now seem really ironic.

Feng Ao and Dun could feel the honor and faith of the swordsman in their hearts, as if humiliated and meaningless.

"My lord, where should we go now?"

Now Feng Ao has become a monarch representing the whole family.

The reason is simple, she is a brave person recognized by the holy sword, such a special status is enough to stand out from all the crowd.

As for the former monarch, when he was about to abdicate, he looked relaxed and happy, and responded to everyone's worries and questions with words like "Then I can concentrate on working in this village."

"Get the information transaction requested by Boss Bupo. After all, my father's future information has not been told to Boss Bupo."

"...The Bupo leader really cares about it."

"Although Boss Bupo has regained his composure and returned to his usual gentle image, the life and death of the Demon King is like a thorn, making it difficult for people to let go of their guard and survive."

"That's true. In fact, it's not just the leader who doesn't break. There are many people in the world who are afraid of the life and death of the Demon King."

After finishing speaking, Dun took a deep look at Feng Ao.

Both of them are very clear that it is the threat and fear implanted in the hearts of the people that the village can survive until now, and the people here can reduce a lot of discriminatory conflicts.

Because they are all afraid that "the devil will reappear because of absorbing negative emotions."

The holy sword represented justice, but the ancient dark purple light patterns on his body also represented evil. The weapon with two characteristics at the same time made people do not know how to deal with it.

The intertwined psychology of longing and fear regards this weapon as a huge trouble, and the third country, the kingdom of magic and the kingdom of swords all throw this responsibility to the village for management.

And the people in this village can only seal off the area around the holy sword, and then regard that area as a forbidden area.

It can be said that the three countries have adopted a very conservative approach, that is, a very irresponsible approach, but it is precisely such a decision that this village that should have been slaughtered and divided can survive safely.

"Is this ending the whole picture of 'those people's plan'?"

Listening to the sudden questions around him, Feng Ao quietly shook his head.

"do not know."

He gave a vague answer that should not be given as an intelligence family.

Dun didn't intend to ask, but nodded slightly as if understanding.

"Bavinoser, who has just assumed the throne of the monarch, lives smoothly with his younger siblings, but it is understood that he is polishing his long sword every day, and he is deeply afraid that one day he will not be able to use a sharp weapon."

With such content, Feng Ao could only sigh with heavy pressure.

"The extended hatred is really difficult to eliminate so easily. Lord Norther still desires to fight and revenge in his heart, and he is a troublesome existence."

"Speaking of trouble, there is another trouble in the kingdom of swords."

"Mr. Ton is referring to the eccentric pharmacist?"

"Yes, he suddenly appeared in the capital and said that he would go back to prison, saying that he was waiting for the next big show. The kingdom of swords found that his past records were full of doubts and sent him to prison. It is understood that he has a wealth of knowledge about medicine. It was secretly transported to the research institute."

"I hope he won't cause trouble in the kingdom of swords."

"That's really the only way to pray."

thump.

Feng Ao, who was walking in the front, stopped suddenly, and the momentary picture disappeared like a hallucination, but the abrupt picture was too profound, and Feng Ao was in a difficult situation to be easily dismissed as a hallucination.

The petite body is wearing a loose outfit. Although the close-fitting white underwear still protects the important parts, the loose coat brings out a sense of lust. The crown on the head shows his identity, and the golden sword on the body is even more attractive. other people's eyes.

It should be a very eye-catching target, but everyone passed through quickly as if they hadn't seen it, and the petite figure disappeared in an instant.

"My lord, will the king of the third country be interested in this village?"

"If possible, I really hope to avoid it."

"That's right, such an existence would be troublesome."

Speaking of this, Feng Ao sighed forcefully, trying to hope that what he saw just now was just an illusion.

When he was about to take a step, he found that Dun hadn't moved for a long time.

Only then did Feng Ao realize that when he stopped just now, Dun stopped walking almost at the same time.

His eyes were different from his own, but looked in a distant direction.

A grin slowly emerged from the rigid expression.

Sad, angry but happy, complex smiles of many emotions are mixed on the steel-like expression.

"Even if the king of the third country really came, I wouldn't be surprised."

"What do you mean by Lord Dun?"

"Because this place is indeed full of inconceivable... no, it is a place full of miracles. People from different countries can live in peace here, and the village left over from the war can prosper to its current size in a short period of time. To live in the blur of three countries without being attacked is a miracle in itself."

"Yes, looking back on these experiences, it is a future that we could not have imagined before."

"I believe that miracles are definitely more than that."

Faintly understanding what Dun wanted to say, Feng Ao chose to remain silent, also smiled, and looked in the same direction as Dun.

There seemed to be something in the endless light blue sky.

"The ability of that slender magic sword seems to be an attack implanted in the core. I believe that it is definitely not accidental that the holy sword will start to flash a deep purple light... It is very likely that the holy sword and the magic sword are fused with each other just like the appearance. "

Dun's words undoubtedly revealed a message.

A miracle that no one can imagine.

"That's what I believe too... Maybe he is sitting leisurely on a tree branch somewhere right now, enjoying this peace."

"The existence of the Demon King must die, because the Demon King has carried too many lives on his shoulders, and he is an existence hated by the world. As a monarch, I will never forgive him for killing many of my relatives, friends and subordinates. life."

In the crowded crowd, Dun's smile became more and more obvious. .

"But 'he', if it is him, I believe he is still alive no matter what, because...he still has an agreement with me that has not been fulfilled."

Feng Ao patted the back of Dun next to him.

“We still have work to do in order to facilitate communication.”

"That's right, in order for this miracle-brought peace to continue smoothly, we still have a lot of work to do."

The figures of the two walked quickly through the crowd, and disappeared on the main avenue not long after.

"Ha ha."

The "line of sight" watching the two people from a distance slowly retracted, and the laughter mixed with wry smiles gently drifted in the busy city streets.

The thin figure in the distance moved slightly with the breeze blowing—disappeared from the branches of a certain giant tree.