Sequence adventurers roaming between two worlds

"Please have some tea, gentlemen."

Miss Sanhua gently placed the brewed hot black tea on the table, while her curious gaze lingered on Leo and Cangyin Sword Maiden sitting across from her.

The receptionist's curiosity was practically overflowing.

But she also knew that there were some things she couldn't know.

With a hint of regret, she bowed slightly and then left the room.

"Click".

With the door closed, the private meeting room on the second floor of the guild building fell completely silent.

Leo looked at the Fiora opposite him, who, even while seated, still stood with her back like a sword.

The morning light, golden and shimmering, streamed in through the window, flowing through the girl's long, greyish-white hair, weaving a wondrous melody that was difficult for the world to hear.

"Sword Maiden, what did you mean when you asked me if I wanted a 'legendary class'?"

It would be a lie to say I'm not looking forward to it.

But Leo knew better than anyone that bread would fall from the sky for no reason.

Let alone legendary professions, even rare professions don't have a channel for guilds to exchange for them.

Perhaps there are branches in big cities, but at least in the Baihe Town branch, even if you have contribution points, you can't exchange them.

If rare professions are like this, what about those that are passed down through generations?

Such a "treasure"—he and the Azure Silver Sword Maiden had only met once and had no real relationship, yet she was going to give it to him?

So, after his initial excitement, Leo quickly calmed down.

Sylvia observed his behavior and nodded in approval.

This "calm and composed" personality is one of the key factors that determines whether an adventurer can go far.

My name is Sylvia.

The Azure Silver Sword Maiden spoke softly, "There's no need to keep calling her Sword Maiden; it sounds a bit strange."

Strange? Don't other people always call you that?

Despite his inner doubts, Leo outwardly complied: "Miss Sylvia."

The girl nodded slightly, then turned her gaze to the old iron sword wrapped in white cloth that she always wore at her waist, a look of daze appearing in her eyes.

Compared to her other, extremely ornate sword, this iron sword was not only old and rusty, but also had a pitted and uneven blade; it was unlikely that anyone would want it if she gave it to them.

It's hard to imagine that two such contradictory swords could both exist in one person.

Sylvia withdrew her gaze, met Leo's eyes with her grey-blue pupils, and said earnestly:

"It means exactly what it says."

"Do you want to become a legendary class?"

Leo sighed with some distress: "Who wouldn't want that? But Miss Sylvia, you should know that's not what I meant."

Seeing that the other person was just staring at him quietly, he simply said, "I am just an ordinary novice adventurer. What merit do I have to deserve such a precious item from you?"

"So that's what you care about." The swordswoman with long gray hair shook her head slightly. "An ordinary rookie adventurer? You don't need to 'look down' on yourself like that."

"Leo, you are the most talented person I have ever met in breathing techniques."

"That's why I asked you if you want to take on a legendary profession."

As she spoke, she took the old iron sword from her waist and carefully placed it flat on the table.

Her fingers gently traced the uneven surface of the sword, and she spoke in a complex tone that Leo found difficult to understand:

Before I go into detail about this legendary profession, let me tell you a story.

Leo nodded, a vague guess forming in his mind as to why the Azure Silver Sword Maiden had sought him out.

Sylvia's voice was soft and gentle, like the first snow of early winter: "The story begins in Silvermoon Forest."

"Long, long ago, Silvermoon Forest wasn't called that. Back then, it was a cursed wasteland, inhabited by countless terrifying mutated dragon beasts."

"The powerful beings among them possess terrifying strength that rivals or even surpasses that of a 'true dragon'."

"Back then, this cursed wasteland was an absolute forbidden zone for intelligent life. Even legendary adventurers who entered here faced a nine-out-of-ten chance of death."

"Everything changed on that snowy night: an old knight, clad in tattered armor and with a dark red cloak that was also in tatters, stepped into this place."

Sylvia's voice was soft, yet it possessed a strange penetrating power, pulling Leo's thoughts back to that timeline filled with wind and snow.

"No one knows where the old knight came from, what his name is, or why he came here."

"But not long after he stepped into the Cursed Wasteland, those terrifying dragons met their true end."

"In just a few months, the dragons and beasts on the Cursed Wasteland were almost completely slaughtered. Only a very few powerful individuals with the ability to fly or travel to the deep sea fled in panic to the other side of the sea, to a continent said to be an extremely cold and deadly place, and never dared to return here."

"After everything was over, an adventurer saw a white wolf howling with its head raised at the edge of the wasteland, and amidst the wolf's howl, a bright silver moon appeared in the night sky."

"Therefore, this old knight was respectfully known as the 'Old Wolf Knight' by the world."

"Since then, the cursed dragon has never been born again on this wasteland. It wasn't until much later that adventurers discovered a long-forgotten underground labyrinth in the heart of what was later known as the Silver Moon Forest."

"In the shallower layers of the labyrinth, there exist some monsters with dragon-like characteristics. People speculate that the Old Wolf Knight paid a huge price to sever the curse, imprisoning the source of the curse, the Darkness, within the labyrinth."

"And he transformed into an old wolf roaming the labyrinth, and whenever [Darkness] attempted to break through the labyrinth, it would be met with his biting and suppression."

Leo's eyes widened slightly.

He hadn't expected that the story Sylvia told was related to the Darkness.

He blurted out instinctively, "How do you know so much about such an ancient story, Miss Sylvia?"

"Nine years ago, the Silver Moon Labyrinth opened, and I ventured deep into it." The voice of the Azure Silver Swordswoman was rippled with emotion: "Perhaps it was the guidance of fate, but in a hidden cave, I discovered an old and worn-out iron sword, or rather, it was originally a greatsword, but the erosion of time has turned it into what it is today."

"When I touched this old greatsword, I saw the past that should have been sealed in history, and witnessed the scene of the [Old Wolf Knight] tearing apart all kinds of dragon heads like a running wolf."

Sylvia's eyes were misty and moist, but in an instant, they became extremely serious.

She looked at Leo solemnly: "And the legendary profession I mentioned is buried within this broken greatsword."

"It is inscribed with the breathing technique once used by the Old Wolf Knight."

"Its name is [Wolf Hunting Breathing Technique]!"