Wizard: I crush legends with martial arts.

Alphonse had noticed that the woman seemed to be observing them as well; her eyes were a brilliant purple.

Her skin was grayish-black, but not rough; instead, it was as smooth as satin. Her silvery-white hair was tied into a short ponytail, and she had long, pointed ears. Her appearance was very charming and beautiful, with an eerie allure, but her expression was unusually cold.

Her attire was quite peculiar; she wore only a bra and a short skirt that barely covered half of her thighs, both in black, almost like a bikini. She was dressed quite revealingly!

In legends, elves are usually tall, thin, and slender, but Mia is an exception; she is a half-elf.

Dark elves, on the other hand, are completely different from elves; they generally have curvaceous and full figures.

Those long ears already indicated that she was a dark elf!

She was so close, yet she dared to crouch there and stare at us so brazenly.

Is this confidence in one's own abilities, or does it mean I'm blind?

Alphonse suddenly realized something: the Demon Sword seemed not to have detected her presence.

this.

Could this be the legendary stealth?

Wow!

Thieves in World of Warcraft are masters of this skill. When Alphonse was still a corporate slave, he liked to go to Ironforge every day when he logged on, ambush a dozen or so people, and enjoy the feeling of being chased by the guards.

Sera was indeed observing Alphonse.

This strange man, with his bizarre appearance, bright red skin, and only a piece of fur covering his genitals, may also have come for the legend of Godin's Tower.

She consulted countless ancient books and referenced many old documents before she could deduce the approximate location of Godin's Tower.

However, no matter how carefully they searched the rift valley, they could not find the Tower of Godin.

Unexpectedly, I happened to run into this strange person.

People of the Red Demon Clan?

Why are there no horns?

He wasn't particularly tall or muscular.

Ordinary Red Oni are exceptionally strong, and their height should be at least 2.5 meters.

Sera frowned slightly.

According to her perception.

This man's aura wasn't strong; he was no different from an ordinary person who couldn't even kill a chicken. But for some reason, he possessed a chilling pressure.

How could a weak Red Oni clan possibly possess such a powerful aura?

Could it be from that strange longsword?

Sera confirmed once again that the chilling ferocity either came from the sword or from the weak-looking Red Oni man.

That jet-black longsword looked like an antique, and it might be worth some money.

She wasn't worried about being discovered.

Her profession is Abyss Walker.

This is a unique profession of the Dark Elves, who excel at stealth and are particularly outstanding in assassination combat.

Moreover, she was a powerful individual who had passed the Dark Lord's trial and possessed a short sword blessed by the Dark Lord.

This short sword enhances her stealth skills, making her undetectable to anyone while she is in stealth.

Sera pondered silently.

If this weak Red Oni clan is also here to search for Godin's Tower.

If he finds the location of Godin's Tower, he might be able to reap the benefits.

but

"Hey beautiful, why are you staring at me like that? Haven't you ever seen a handsome guy before?" Alphonse stopped pretending and turned to look at the alluring dark elf, grinning with a bright smile and a set of white teeth.

After being trapped in an underground cave for many days and trekking through the desert for many days, I suddenly encountered someone and felt a strange sense of familiarity.

Finally, we've encountered a living person!

Unexpectedly, he was not handsome at all at that time.

Alphonse already had a particularly gloomy demeanor, and now he was stained crimson with dragon blood, and was naked except for a fur wrapped around his waist.

It can be as bizarre as it gets.

Sera's eyes widened in shock.

How did he find out about me?!

But they did not hesitate.

In a flash, like a ghost, he nimbly circled behind Alphonse, delivering a light blow to Alphonse's spine, his short sword pressed against his neck. "You'd better not move, or my sword will slit your throat!"

Sera was quite confident; her fighting spirit penetrated to the bone, enough to temporarily render someone unable to retaliate.

Taking him hostage and interrogating him about the location of Godin's Tower would be the same, just a bit more troublesome.

The feel of the fist was a bit strange, like hitting a tough piece of leather.

"Holy crap! What's that woman doing here?!"

A scream rang out.

Sera was astonished to discover that the scream came from the black longsword.

How can a sword talk?

This has overturned Sera's understanding.

But the most revolutionary thing is yet to come.

Alphonse, who should have been incapacitated, shrank back, lowered his head, and bit the blade of the short sword.

The reason this dark elf could easily get close was because, based on my intuition, she wasn't particularly strong at the moment she attacked.

She didn't kill him directly, and Alphonse certainly didn't intend to kill him either; they still needed her to find the place where people lived.

He bit the short sword simply to show off.

The Demonic Sect has a technique called the Iron-Chewing Technique. The Great Joyful Female Bodhisattva used this technique to chew up a flying knife that the Eternal Light had given to her.

Alphonse was also ready to chew on the short sword.

Well.

Sorry, I couldn't chew it.

It seems this short sword is no ordinary item.

He could only follow the momentum and snatch her short sword away.

This girl is quite well-endowed.

Sera was unable to retaliate, as the demonic sword released black energy that bound her limbs, suspending her in mid-air.

"How dare you! You actually put a sword to my esteemed master's neck? How do you intend to die?"

Sera was terrified and her emotions were running high.

In an instant, she lost the ability to resist and was hung in a spread-eagle position.

It was that longsword that made the move!

What horrified her even more was that her precious dagger had a shallow tooth mark on it, and it had fallen into Alphonse's hands.

"I mean, we might have misunderstood something. There's no hatred between us, right?"

Staring at Alphonse, her eyes shone even brighter, gleaming with a mesmerizing, deep purple.

Even after falling into enemy hands, she still wanted to fight one last time. With her limbs bound and unable to move, charm was a good option.

As long as this Crimson Demon man loses his mind, the longsword should not disobey his orders.

But Alphonse showed no sign of being charmed at all, and smacked his lips with a somewhat complicated expression.

He himself was an expert in the art of soul-capturing, yet this dark elf actually tried to bewitch him. Had he lost his mind?

Turning to the Demon Sword, she said, "Your method of binding isn't very aesthetically pleasing. Do you know the kind of binding where you can tie your body into squares or hexagons, with the ropes branching out in many directions, binding your body tightly?"

The demonic sword shook in surprise. "Huh? What's that?" (End of Chapter)