But the team they met was not an ordinary one, and Walls would naturally not let this group of bandits defeat his team easily.

He rushed to the front alone on his hunting horse. Behind Wales was a group of mercenary cavalry. When these cavalry saw that their new employer was leading the charge, their morale was naturally boosted, and they followed their employer closely.

Although Goering was riding a horse, he still did not catch up. After all, he was a magician. If he was asked to fight with weapons, he would be seeking death. His several hunting dogs were closely protecting him from behind.

These grassland bandits all ride on grassland horses and are extremely mobile. If your hunting dogs leave your side, these highly mobile bandits may suddenly appear beside you.

No matter what, it is best to save your life. Of course, there is another person in the same situation as him, that is James, but he is not worried about his own safety, but because he really has no ability to fight.

As for others, like Airen, Jack and others, these people are all fighters, and they will of course fight alongside Walls.

"People often say that powerful people are often respected by others, but there are exceptions." An old man wearing a worn black coat and a beard walked into a tavern in Sagos.

When he entered the bar, he said this incomprehensible sentence to the people in the bar, and these people were looking at him in confusion.

"Old man over there, what are you talking about?" a Nord man said. He was holding a wine glass in his hand. He was using his meager salary to have a few drinks. Drinking was his favorite thing, and listening to stories was also his favorite thing.

"Do you know any heroes?" the old man said to the Nord man.

After hearing the word "hero", the eyes of some young men nearby lit up. They all grew up listening to stories and they wanted to become a great hero.

However, one of their companions named Cashmore was expressionless, his arms were full of muscles, and no one in their village could defeat him.

He didn't admire those heroes, he just wanted to have a quiet meal, he was a fisherman, helping his father to fish, and his companions were also fishermen like him.

The old man attracted the attention of a group of people. After all, it is a good choice to meet someone and tell stories while eating.

Eating and chatting at the same time is the most fulfilling life.

"What do you do, old man?" a Nord man with a shaved head shouted.

"Me? I'm a bard." The old man answered. The old man was Lubbock who had met Salton Yar.

Seeing that he had successfully attracted the attention of a group of people, he naturally began his own story.

"Legend has it that in ancient times there was an extremely large sword. This sword was made by a highly skilled swordsmith. He didn't know what he used to make this huge sword. This sword was a strange red color. Some people said that it was a sword made of human blood. This sword carries a group of evil spirits. Only the strongest person can pick up this sword, and only the strongest mind can control it."

At this time, Lubbock did not continue speaking.

"Then who can control it?" This aroused the interest of some people.

However, Lubbock did not continue speaking. Everyone knows why.

A man handed Lubbock a piece of bread and a glass of wine as a reward for his continued speech.

Lubbock took a sip of wine and continued, "The swordsmith is an evil swordsmith who wants to create the most powerful sword in the world and he will do anything to achieve this. The sword was later obtained by a powerful knight. He held the sword..." Lubbock began his wonderful story.

At the same time, in Degiosburg, Kingdom of Swadia.

A group of cavalrymen carrying a long box approached the castle.

"Call out your lord immediately. We are the knights of King Harlaus." The lord of Deciosburg is Count Degran. At this time, Count Degran and his son Count La Fazi were recalled by King Harlaus from the army that marched south. They were about to participate in the war against the Kingdom of Nord.

Now that King Harlaus has sent an envoy here, does he have any other orders?

"This sword carries a strong smell of blood. The evil spirits on it can make any normal person feel terrified. Wherever it goes, there will be corpses everywhere." Lubbock continued to talk about the sword.

"Look, this is the sword." said the Fire Knight Coxon. He was responsible for transporting the sword, and he was also responsible for urging King Harlaus to complete the next plan.

This sword made people feel inexplicably uneasy after opening the box. It was a strange red color all over, which looked like thick human blood. The sword was huge, about one person tall, and its width was almost half the length of an adult's arm. If you don't have enough strength, it would be difficult to lift this sword.

"What is this?" asked Count La Fazi. It seemed to be an evil sword.

There were only three people in the room at that time. They had driven away all the outsiders. When there were few people around, he saw the sword and was very scared.

"I forgot to mention the name of a sword. The name of the sword is 'Blood Tyrant'." Lubbock in the Sagos Tavern finished his bread and drank his wine.

But he still felt it was not enough.

"This is 'Blood of Domination'. Didn't Count Daigran tell you about it?" said the Flame Knight Coxon. He was actually a little frightened when he saw the sword. He wondered in his heart who could wield it.

"Why did you bring it here?" Count Daeglan asked. There was a kind of fear in his tone, and there was also fear of the sword. At the same time, the sword reminded him of someone, a person who made him sad.

"King Harlaus asked me to bring it here. He said there is someone here who can wield this sword." Coxon said slowly.

"The one who can wield this sword is either a man of strong mind or a man of crazy mind." Lubbock was still not satisfied. He wanted another piece of bread. He had been traveling all day.