In the city of Bengaluru, the palaces and mansions on the mountainside are deep and quiet, while the cities and streets at the foot of the mountain are bustling and noisy.
This eternal city of mankind presents two completely different faces.
On the wide streets, gorgeous cars roared past. The creatures pulling the cars include common musk oxen and wildebeests, as well as rare two-headed earth dragons and four-eyed sand lizards. There are many shops and restaurants on both sides of the street. Caravans, mercenaries, and pedestrians of all kinds from all over the mainland come and go, making it bustling with people.
Groups of brightly armored city guard soldiers walked through the streets from time to time, guarding the tranquility of the city at all times.
Orcs can still be seen walking on the street from time to time, with various family crests stamped on their foreheads showing their status as slaves. Orc slaves cannot go out alone on the streets and must accompany their masters, otherwise they will be arrested by the city guards.
Compared with the hustle and bustle of the street, Arthur, who was walking alone on one side of the street, was a little depressed. Arthur wanted to find a part-time job this time. He asked more than a dozen weapons, groceries, and herbal medicine shops for two days in a row, and the highest shop only offered a salary of 50 silver coins.
Even a salary of 50 silver coins in the royal city is not too small for an apprentice, but for the high tuition fees of Guano Royal Academy, it is simply a drop in the bucket.
Arthur was walking aimlessly and turned into a remote alley without realizing it.
Several people suddenly jumped out from the corner and blocked Arthur's way.
Arthur said nothing, looking at the four people standing in front of him with vigilant eyes. These four men were all wearing short military uniforms, holding daggers, sticks and other short weapons in their hands, staring at Arthur with sinister eyes.
"I've been following you for a long time, and now no one is coming to save you!" a voice sounded from behind.
Arthur turned around, and what appeared in front of him was an angry face. It was the blond boy who had a conflict with him two days ago. Behind him was a sturdy middle-aged warrior, holding his shoulders and staring at him with indifferent eyes.
Arthur was not surprised by this. It often happened that mercenaries would seek revenge after fights, but he didn't expect that the other party would find him so quickly.
"The injuries on your body healed so quickly?" Arthur sneered. Don't take advantage of your words when fighting. Arthur and Tony learned this from the bar.
The young man was so angry that he turned blue and was knocked unconscious in front of everyone. The young man had never been so humiliated. He did not dare to seek revenge from Professor Ogu, so he asked people to stare at Arthur.
"Today, I will only break one of your legs to make you remember that the Royal City is not a place for country bumpkins like you to run wild."
"It was just a misunderstanding that day, maybe we can talk about it."
Arthur took a step back, leaning his back against the wall, while quickly assessing the situation in his mind. The opponent was well-prepared. The blond boy's strength was not inferior to his own, and the middle-aged warrior behind him was definitely a ruthless character.
The blond boy sneered, "I'll break your legs first, and then I'll listen to you to explain whether it was a misunderstanding."
"Master, don't be nagging him, hurry up, the next group of city guards will pass by here in a quarter of an hour." The middle-aged warrior behind the blond boy suddenly whispered.
Fighting is expressly prohibited in the city of Singapore. Even the sons of prominent princes and nobles will not suffer good consequences if they fall into the hands of the city guards. This is why they chose to do it in remote places.
Arthur glanced at the middle-aged warrior in surprise, and thought to himself: "These people are indeed local snakes. They have even figured out the activity patterns of the city guards. It seems that he is in trouble today."
Arthur sighed, "In that case, can you tell me your name and let me know who you offended?"
The blond boy finally showed a look of pride on his face, "Remember, the one who beat you today is from the Marquis Garfield family..."
Having just finished speaking the words of the blond boy, a sword blade hit the door with a strong wind, and he was so shocked that he forgot to dodge for a moment.
The middle-aged warrior behind the young man took a step forward in time, raised one arm, and deflected Arthur's giant sword.
Arthur's sword was bounced high, and the huge force shook the giant sword, and he almost lost his hand. His expression became more solemn. He could block himself from charging a sword with one hand. The middle-aged man in front of him was probably five or six years old. Level warrior.
"Despicable, no one should interfere, I will kill him with my own hands!" The blond boy turned pale and slashed at Arthur with his sword.
Arthur raised his huge sword to block, and at the same time, the foot in the sword kicked the blond boy's abdomen head-on. The Seventy-Two Decisive Movements toward Death are usually practiced to attack the enemy's vital points from every angle.
The blond boy flew back. He had never seen such a strange move before.
Arthur did not pursue, but took a stance and waited for the opponent to attack again.
The blond boy activated his fighting spirit, and a long sword light erupted from the long sword, and the tip of the sword pierced Arthur's throat.
Arthur showed a disdainful smile. The biggest difference between a lieutenant-level warrior and a warrior-level warrior is the outward display of fighting spirit. Although the blond boy in front of him is one level higher than himself, he can only release such a short amount of fighting spirit, and he has just stepped on it. The threshold for becoming a fourth-level warrior.
Arthur turned his sword horizontally and blocked the young man's sword again. Then he turned his wrist and turned his body with the sword, and the giant sword slashed horizontally towards the young man's abdomen.
The blond boy had to retreat again.
Arthur still didn't chase.
"Master, don't hold back anymore, he is stalling for time." The middle-aged warrior couldn't help but urge.
"Wild boy, you asked for this!" The blond boy's eyes shot out a cold light, his wrist shook, the tip of the sword was scattered, and seven or eight sword auras shot out, covering Arthur's whole body.
Xuan-level high-grade martial skill "A group of snakes come out of the cave!"
Arthur's giant sword is never known for its speed, and there is no way to hide from such a dense sword energy. He simply fell back, then rolled continuously while holding the giant sword in his arms.
The blond boy turned pale with anger. The sure-kill martial arts he had worked so hard to cultivate were easily neutralized by the opponent with such a rogue move.
"What other moves are there? Come again!" Arthur, who quickly stood up, hooked his fingers and continued to challenge.
"Young master, we don't have time, you guys come in and kill him!" The middle-aged warrior directly ordered several other warriors to take action.
Several people rushed towards Arthur at the same time.
Arthur activated the Wind Technique under his feet and jumped in front of several people in an instant. The giant sword in his hand slashed horizontally and struck several people's abdomens at the same time, forcing them to retreat.
Behind Arthur, the blond boy rushed forward again, stabbing Arthur in the back with the long sword in his hand.
Arthur stopped dodging, turned around and struck back with his sword, a desperate move that would kill both of them.
The blond boy's long sword changed from stabbing to lifting, intending to lift to block Arthur's downward slashing sword.
The moment the swords and swords intersected, Arthur suddenly felt that the strength on the opponent's sword was weak, and then he exerted force on his hand again.
With a crisp sound, the long sword in the blond boy's hand was knocked out of his hand. At the moment of his shock, Arthur stepped forward and kicked him on the lower abdomen, sending him flying.
"Wild boy, how dare you!" Upon seeing this, the middle-aged warrior immediately rushed forward and punched Arthur in the face. The hot white fighting spirit that erupted from his fist was as big as a bull's head.
Arthur blocked with his sword across the board.
Without any suspense, Arthur was punched away like a kite with a broken string.
The middle-aged warrior chased after him and wanted to fight again.
A large black mist suddenly appeared out of thin air, covering the middle-aged warrior and several others.
"Arthur, this way." A voice sounded from outside the black mist.
Arthur looked happy and rushed directly in the direction of the sound...