adventurers in the sewers

At noon, the weather was very sunny.

At the south gate of Blackrock City, facing the capital, Louis and his team stood at the end of the welcoming procession.

They peered ahead through the gaps between the heads of the people in the front row.

The welcoming troops had been waiting there for more than half an hour. Just as everyone was getting a little hot from the sun, a few figures finally appeared at the end of the road.

The welcoming crowd initially stirred, but quickly became more orderly than before.

A few minutes later, the figures gradually grew larger, allowing Louis and the others at the back of the group to see their true faces clearly.

It was a group of horses, led by a man riding a pure white steed without a single blemish.

The figure on horseback was covered in dazzling silver armor, and even his head was covered with a full knight's helmet.

She stood tall and straight, her body not swaying at all as the horse moved.

Judging from her physique and the style of her silver armor, she was a woman, but this did not diminish her heroic and extraordinary demeanor.

The moment people see this person, they can't help but feel that this person must be the leader of this team.

"That's probably what you call innate leadership qualities."

Louis thought to himself.

Although it's inevitable that fellow heroes will be compared, to be fair, Louis hopes that all heroes other than himself will become as strong as possible.

After all, heroes are natural allies, and people rely on heroes to save them when disaster strikes.

Louis knew himself well; he was a typical "work-hard" soldier who did his job well and pushed himself to the limit.

He wouldn't drive himself mad in pursuit of power, nor would he risk his life to protect strangers; he's not the kind of person who can shoulder heavy responsibilities.

But this third hero gives off a different vibe; he's the kind of person who immediately makes others think he's a savior.

Louis shifted his gaze from the third hero and looked at the rest of the group.

One of them was dressed in a black robe, had an old face, a half-meter-long white beard, and held a long staff in his hand. Apart from being an extremely intelligent bald man, he was the typical image of a great magician.

This person was clearly not a young and energetic member of the hero's team, but rather a level three archmage from the royal capital, responsible for escorting the hero's team.

The hero's team consisted of two others, one of whom was a handsome young man with a sword at his waist, short purple hair, and a sunny and approachable demeanor.

He must be the hero member whose class is Demon Swordsman.

The other person was a petite girl, whose class, judging from the staff hanging on the saddle, was either a mage or a priest.

She has long, shoulder-length, golden hair with natural curls at the ends. She wears a long dress in gold and white, simple in style yet exquisite in workmanship, like the everyday private attire of a noble lady.

The blonde girl looked somewhat timid, giving off an impression of insecurity, which was somewhat similar to Merry's.

As Louis observed the approaching people, the hero team finally arrived.

"Lord Ignis, you must be tired from your journey."

Sir Callenno stepped forward and politely greeted the Grand Mage of the capital.

The same was true of the powerful members of the Druid Association beside him.

The level three Druid Association professional was a middle-aged man with a thick hairy body and an exceptionally plump physique. From a distance, he looked like a large brown bear, which did not inspire any fear in people.

Archmage Ignis nodded slightly and said slowly:

"I will stay in Blackrock City for a while to help you resist the threat of the demonic tide."

Sir Carenno hurriedly said:

"It is Blackrock City's blessing to have your help."

A welcoming staff member from the Dharma Masters Association immediately said:

"Your Excellency Ignis must visit the Mage Association. With your high reputation, you are the only person who can guide the association."

After greeting the highly respected archmage, everyone turned their attention to the hero team.

The third hero, who was in the lead, dismounted and removed his silver helmet, revealing his true face.

The other person's appearance immediately attracted the attention of most people present.

The third hero's hairband got caught on the silver helmet and was taken off. As soon as the helmet was removed, a cascade of silver hair, like a waterfall of silver, fell down.

The girl casually shook her head, tossing her silver hair behind her ear, revealing a flawless, fair face to everyone.

Her eyes were a purer blue than the sky, possessing a gaze that combined both friendliness and authority.

Without a doubt, the third hero was an extremely beautiful young woman. Even Louis, who had been captivated by countless stunningly beautiful actresses from both the East and West in his previous life, was momentarily stunned.

But that's all.

But when he came to his senses, he found that the experienced professionals around him were all wide-eyed with astonishment, including some level two or even level three experts.

Why do these people look so unsophisticated?

She's just a pretty girl, is it really necessary to exaggerate like this?

Louis couldn't help but mutter a curse in his mind.

At this moment, the third hero turned his gaze to Sir Calenno and spoke gently:

"Thank you for your welcome, Karenno."

The hero's tone was like that of a nobleman receiving his subjects, but without the slightest hint of arrogance; instead, it conveyed a sense of entitlement.

"It is what I should do, Princess Erisil."

Sir Karenno, whose status is esteemed and who is expected to reach Level 4 in the future, placed his hand on his chest and gave a slight bow.

Louis, Dana, and Nora were all taken aback by these words.

Princess?

Is the third hero actually a princess?

Erisil Lortheran is the eldest daughter of the current king and is known as the most beautiful woman in the capital. Her fame is known even in Blackrock City, which is located on the border.

She is approachable, quick-witted, and intelligent. She is one of the few royals who is willing to personally visit slums to comfort people and understand their plight at the grassroots level. She is highly regarded by the people.

But no one could have imagined that the kingdom's first princess, renowned for her beauty and benevolence, would be chosen as the hero of this generation.

No wonder the Third Hero kept her identity so well hidden; before she went to the front lines, no one except a very few people knew her true identity.

One of the professionals murmured:

"That's not surprising, that's not surprising at all."

"No wonder our Kingdom of Lortheran is developing better and better; the royal family is truly full of talented people."

Another person sighed:

"I thought it was already great that the Second Princess could become a member of the Hero's team, but I never expected that the Hero himself is Princess Erisil. The connection between the royal family and the Hero is so close that it is rare in history."

It should be noted that many brave warriors throughout history have been at odds with the king.

The reason is simple: human crises do not necessarily come from the outside, but are also closely related to the corruption of human leadership.

If a hero were to grow into a demigod and gain the power to do whatever he desires, he would overthrow the king and install a new one.

Therefore, the royal families of the five kingdoms mostly support and fear heroes, which leads to many heroes being hampered by official forces, resulting in slower growth or even being killed halfway through their journey.

Now that a princess has been chosen as the hero, this kind of thing probably won't happen.