Ark, I got cold a little early

The texture is very good, the blade is black and solid, the edge is as cold and shining as bright starlight, and the feeling of holding the sword is very comfortable, just like... it is tailor-made for you.

When did that guy put this here?

Tracy opened his packed bag, and sure enough, someone had put a piece of paper inside. It said:

[See the sword I left there? It's yours from now on.]

"I went to Dayan and this is the best sword I could find. I originally planned to give it to you when you could hit me, but now I'm letting you finish your apprenticeship early."

"If you leave, I won't be by your side to protect you. So, take this sword and protect your sister. If I ever find her injured, I'll break your legs."

【Also, please be careful about your own safety.】

--【feather】

cut……

This old guy...

With a light laugh, Tracys swung the sword in his hand, causing it to emit a sword sound.

Very good sword, thanks, Yu.

Putting it back into the scabbard, Theresa walked up to Theresis and asked, "Brother, I'm ready. I can use it anytime... Eh? Where did you get this sword?"

"It can be considered as... a gift for your apprenticeship."

Tracy's expression was full of emotion, and then he and Theresa walked out.

At the gate of the welfare home, he looked back at the building and finally said in a low voice:

"Take care, Yu."

……

"You bastard, do I need your blessing?"

Sitting on the beam of the roof, Hongyu knew that Tracy had seen him, and then he laughed and cursed.

"You are, you bastard."

Sighing, Hongyu muttered to himself.

"be careful."

Of course, he was still worried about the two of them going out together, but in the end he did not stop them. He just quietly left a mechanism on them.

When either of the two people is about to suffer fatal injury, I will appear by their side.

As for the sword, Hongyu had indeed gone to Dayan specifically to find the blacksmith in Dayan's Ministry of Industry, and used the prefectural governor's order that he had specially collected for many years... well, it was a copy of the prefectural governor's order in exchange for the sword forged by Nian, which she was not very satisfied with.

Although the prefect in this timeline was already Wang, the prefect's order of Wang also looked like his own prefect's order, so it was easy to deceive the blacksmiths by saying "this is the prefect's request" and get a sword forged by Nian.

As for why he chose to take the sword that Nian was not satisfied with instead of asking her to make a sword for him...

Because the swords she was satisfied with would be kept by her instead of being handed over to the Ministry of Industry of Dayan...

And if I want to ask Nian to forge a sword specifically for Tracys... I must go see Nian...

Hongyu shuddered when he recalled the terrible experience of being molested by Nian in Longmen.

Forget it. After all, even if it was a work that Nian was not very satisfied with, it was still out of reach for all the swords in Kazdel.

So even if I don't go to Nian to sell anything, I won't be treating Tracy unfairly.

(By: As mentioned in Chapter 29, Nian didn't believe Hongyu was really dead because he found some traces of Hongyu, and this was one of them.)

After sighing with emotion, Hongyu stood up and jumped off the roof.

In fact, when Tracy and Theresa were preparing to leave, Hongyu was about to leave as well.

Over the past twenty years, the first batch of children in the welfare home have grown up. He found the child who had set a trap for him. Now, in just over a year, he will take over this welfare home.

As for Hongyu, he planned to take a closer look at the land of Kazdel.

He felt at ease in the welfare home area. After all, he had left a good reputation there. If things really didn't work out, wouldn't it be fine if he just came here every now and then?

Ugh……

After they both left, did the author have to increase the word count by another year? (No)

……

(There's still a storyline for Theresa when she's put in the Tower of Babel later, so I'm planning to move the timeline to the mercenary trio first.)

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"Is this... a letter from Wishdale?"

Theresa opened the letter in her hand with a look of surprise, and was a little surprised when she saw the signature of Vishdale.

"When did she learn to write?"

Kal'tsit, standing nearby, said with a subtle expression, "I remember when Yu first asked her to learn to read and write, she looked very reluctant."

"Maybe she finally got it?"

Theresa smiled and read the letter in her hand.

Although the handwriting on most of the letters sent by Vishdel was rather abstract, they were still legible. The content was roughly that she was planning to return to Kazdel and wanted to say hello to Theresa.

"I've made great progress. Not only can I write, I can even read."

Theresa sighed with emotion and said, "If Yu knew, he would definitely be very happy, right?"

"Kelsey, why do you think...Wishdale is only willing to do what Yu wants her to do after Yu is gone?"

After a moment of silence, Kelsey replied: "That's probably her nature."

There are always people who only know how to cherish when they lose something. Only when you can no longer see the person who has always been behind you and urged her to make progress, she will remember...

"So I can do it, Yu, did you see it?"

Somewhere, Wishdale muttered to herself as she wrote another letter, and then she burned it.

Only ashes are left.

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92

Chapter 92: Hongyu Hero Saves Potato (Fog)

As night approached, a caravan chose a place that looked relatively safe and built a bonfire, intending to spend the night there before continuing on their journey.

Alone and away from the crowd, Inès spread a rag on the ground and sat down, placing one hand on her knee and gazing into the distance.

From the moment she and the smuggling caravan arrived in Kazdel, Inès's mind was in great confusion. An inexplicable sense of foreboding lingered in her heart for a long time.

"Miss Messenger, why do you look so unhappy?"

When Inès was sitting alone by the campfire in a daze, a woman from the Filin tribe came over and asked.

Inès had already used her Originium skills when she decided to follow this caravan into Kazdel, and the person before her was the only one she was willing to communicate with.

As for the others... Ines couldn't see them as worth communicating with.

"No, it's nothing, I just can't fit in."

Shaking her head, Inès didn't intend to tell them about her worries.

Putting aside the question of whether they would believe her illusory palpitations, she didn't want to delay her journey to Kazdel just to prevent the team from falling into unnecessary panic.

"Can't fit in?"

The Filin woman scratched her head and asked in confusion, "Why? Everyone in the caravan seems to be getting along well."

Are you a nice person?

Hearing what the Filin woman said, Ines couldn't help but glance at the caravan sitting by the campfire not far away, talking and laughing. Their shadows made Ines feel very uncomfortable.

She frowned, but in the end she didn't say anything bad about those people to the Filin tribe in front of her. She just nodded silently and said:

"It's just that I was born not to like crowds. This is my own personality problem and has nothing to do with them."

"Yes...really?"

Blinking, the Filin woman asked again: "Miss Messenger, do you need something to eat? It seems that you haven't eaten anything during this journey..."

Inès felt her stomach and indeed felt a little hungry. She took out the dry food she had brought with her and said, "Don't worry about me, Miss. I can take care of it myself."

"Okay, okay."

Nodding, the Filin woman left when she saw that there was no more topic to continue chatting with the aloof Miss Caprini.

Before leaving, she left a message: "Miss Messenger! If you are hungry, you can come to the caravan and get something to eat!"

Inès nodded but didn't reply.

In her opinion, after entering the territory of Kazdel, she would not have any contact with these people, so there was no need to communicate with them now.

Sighing, Inès straightened the cloth beneath her body and planned to lie down and have a good rest.

Of course, it was impossible to fall asleep, these people... she didn't trust them very much.

……

"That Caprini, so alert?"

A man spoke beside the caravan's campfire.

"Who knows why she is so vigilant, but I say you should stop thinking about her. Once we finish this job and become rich, there will be plenty of girls willing to sleep with you," another person laughed.

"Hahahahaha, you're right. After we finish this job, we'll be rich."

Several people sat around the campfire, and the atmosphere was completely different from that of Inès, who was resting alone.

"Wait, don't you think there's something strange going on nearby?"

Just as several people were fantasizing about the future, one of them finally spoke with a frown after a long time.

"Something wrong? Hey, Third Brother, were you drinking secretly? Why didn't we hear it?"

"No, wait, I wasn't drinking, didn't you hear? There was a moment..."

He closed his mouth as footsteps came that everyone present could hear.

In the past, they would have run away if they encountered such a situation, but... this time they were obviously not so lucky.

They chose the worst possible path due to insufficient intelligence, and unbeknownst to them, the news leaked out, letting many mercenary groups in Kazdel know that a caravan from Leithania would pass through the birch forest.

And now, they were surrounded by a team of marauders.

……

……

……

Today! This is definitely my most unlucky day!

Inès hid her body behind the tree as much as possible, but her heart was pounding and she couldn't stop it.

Earlier, when she was half asleep, she seemed to hear footsteps, which made her alert. She was about to look in the direction of the smuggling caravan, but what she saw were more than a dozen well-equipped looters.

Perhaps it was because the people near the campfire were so conspicuous that almost all the plunderers did not notice Inès who was resting in the shadows not far away.

This also allowed her to hide.

But...it seems that it is difficult to escape...

Swallowing hard, Ines's brain began to work rapidly. She had to find a way to leave here in order to survive.

Looking at the scattered corpses and goods on the ground not far away, Inès subconsciously felt nauseous and vomited.

She didn't want to see the bodies anymore.

After making sure that none of the predators present noticed her, she moved slightly, but was stunned by a voice the next second.

"Over there! There's someone over there! Let me go!"

It was the film woman with whom he had a brief conversation before, and her finger was pointing at his position.

Obviously...she made this choice in order to survive.

Could it be that I have ever made mistakes?