Extraordinary Pedigree.

Chapter 646: Flower of Blood and Bone: Hunting the Sword Bearer I
"Education is one of the oldest and most enduring pursuits of human society. However, educational deserts are growing on barren land.

Resources always tilt towards wealthy areas. Parents with slave morality always hope to pass on this morality to their children along with their genes. They are camels, so they also think that their children must be camels.

Camels are too humble to question the sanctity of the dragon - even just in their hearts, in their minds, and in their souls.

They endure and obey.

Like a camel, it carries the burden of tradition and social norms, is willing to accept the values ​​and commands of the outside world, and is willing to accept all kinds of suffering.

They show great endurance and tolerance and possess slave-like morals, but they will never have the initiative to challenge the status quo and create new value.

Because the dragon has "thousands of golden scales" carved on its body, each of which represents a "you should."

"Fourteen Incarnations: The Camel in the Desert of Education"

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Terra calendar 1591.1.26.
01:00AM.
Edici Federation, Silver State.
It’s 1 a.m. in the Silver State, and darkness is falling over the state’s most famous gambling city.

This federal city that never sleeps glows dazzlingly in the darkness.

Neon lights and LED screens flash colorfully on the towering hotel and casino buildings, illuminating the entire city skyline.

The billboards and electronic screens on both sides of the street constantly change their images, attracting tourists from all over Terra and even the worlds.

The Silver State is also one of the abnormal states declared by the federal government.

The Silver State is the most obviously abnormal federal region besides the State of New York. There are all kinds of gamblers here, and these gamblers come from all over Terra and even all over the world.

The spacious pedestrian street is bustling with people, and the lights in the shop windows reflect the dazzling array of goods.

There are not only humans on the pedestrian street, but also alien races from various worlds.

Dwarves are short but strong, wearing heavy armor and leather boots, walking steadily among the crowd; elves with pointed ears and bright eyes, wearing gorgeous silk robes or tight leather clothes, strolling comfortably on the streets; dragonborn with scaly skin gleaming, eyes as deep as gems, exuding a powerful aura in every move; orcs are strong and muscular, wearing simple but tough clothes...

Street artists performed various shows in the square, attracting many spectators to stop and watch.

"~~~"

An elf musician was playing an ancient bowed string instrument. The melodious melody echoed among the crowd, attracting many people to stop and listen.

“Crash~~~~”

A dragonborn fire breather showed off his special abilities, flames dancing in the night sky, lighting up the surroundings.

Dangdangdang——

Dwarven craftsmen demonstrate their superb forging skills, turning pieces of metal into exquisite jewelry.

"Clap clap-"

"Clap clap-"

"Clap clap-"

The thunderous applause lasted for a long time and the crowd was bustling with activity.

In the crowd, Xia Xiu, who liked lively scenes, also applauded along with the crowd.

He was dressed again as a man in black as usual; a well-tailored black suit, a top hat on his head, and a silver cane in his hand, looking extremely elegant.

Xia Xiu had a pure smile on his face. He handed the cane to his left hand, and the index finger of his right hand generously flicked out a gold coin, which accurately landed on the ceramic bowl next to the dwarf who was performing hard.

That gold coin was Solid from the border area. Solid was originally the French currency of the ancient Austro-Orean Empire, weighing about 4.5 grams and of extremely high purity.

Ancient Oretim used to be the communication center between Terra and the other worlds, so the other worlds copied the native currency systems such as Solid, because the other worlds are not yet accustomed to using paper money.

In the monetary system of the ancient Austro-Oreten Empire, 1 solidus gold coin was equal to 12 silver millis, which was equal to 3456 fullers copper coins - the empire's currency was not mainly measured and exchanged by face value, but by weight and metal content.

According to the church's equivalent standards adjusted by Terra and the border area through the [Financial Street], the current exchange rate and actual purchasing power of 1 gold coin in the two worlds can buy a large amount of grain or a medium-sized livestock, such as a cow.

So when the dwarf performer saw the gold coins fall into the ceramic bowl, he couldn't help but have a flash of surprise and gratitude in his eyes.

This is a great success! I have met a wealthy sponsor!

He bowed slightly in thanks, then stood up straight, cleared his throat, and began to sing in a broken but passionate bardic voice:
"We met here on the land of Terra, and the generosity of mankind keeps the tree of friendship evergreen.

Kind-hearted one with blond hair and golden eyes, you are like a radiant light, and the gold coins sparkle like stars, illuminating our hearts.

Dwarves, elves and humans, no matter what race we are, we work hand in hand to create a beautiful home together.

Your generosity is a bridge that connects our hearts. In this vast land, the flower of friendship will never fade.

Let us raise our glasses to celebrate and sing praises to this sincere love, humanity and all races stand together!!!"

Although the dwarf's voice was a little stiff and his pronunciation was not very accurate, every word he spoke was full of affection.

Facing the dwarves' extremely corny praises of the coexistence of humans and all races, the Fourth Sword Bearer of the Kingdom of Heaven, who had just slaughtered seven alien races in the Whispering Square a while ago, smiled and clapped his head:

“Very good, very spirited.”

I would like to mention here that the gold coins he just threw were obtained from the pile of gold coins obtained after the seven major families were ransacked and exterminated.

The cash flow and storage of the seven major families are actually not that much, each family happens to have more than 100 million gold coins, and the rest are extraordinary assets.

Most of the gold coins obtained from the confiscation of property and the extermination of families were directly confiscated by the Administration, and this asset was also used in the post-war reconstruction of Whisper Square.

Of course, the Administration ate the meat, and the New Alliance and the Transformer families of the Dragon's Servant also had a taste of the soup, and both of them got some gold coins.

Hearing the blond young man's praise, the dwarf Rune Stonehammer rubbed his hands eagerly.

Compared to the two performers next to him, his handwork seemed a bit plain and simple.

"I see there's the Vortex Music logo on your clothes. You should be a native Terra dwarf, right? Why didn't you sing along with the elf in front of you? Also, do you know Quinn from Vortex Music?"

Xia Xiu pointed to a spiral mark on the dwarf's clothes and explained the fundamental reason why he was willing to throw a gold coin to reward the other party, besides having fun.

The [Vortex Music] on the Prometheus Square in Luyuan was an old place he often visited in his early days in Luyuan, and the velociraptor Quinn was one of his few alien friends still alive in Luyuan.

"You...you know Mr. Quinn!?"

The dwarf looked at Xia Xiu with surprise and said.

"Well, I'm his regular customer." Xia Xiu stroked his chin with his free right hand and said with a smile, "The songs I listened to the most when I was a student were his improvisational rap and songs about the Kingdom of Heaven."

"I see. But for some reason, since last year, Mr. Quinn has quit the rap circle and stopped releasing music albums. Some people say that he is sick, some say that he was warned by the water meter inspectors in Heaven, and some even mentioned that Mr. Quinn offended the guy in Hell's Kitchen..."

Rune glanced around cautiously, then whispered, "It's the notorious new sword-bearer. I heard that he studied in Luyuan before he became famous. Some people say that the reason why Mr. Quinn quit the Mi Mu music industry is related to this sword-bearer." "Really?" The fourth sword-bearer of the Kingdom of Heaven nodded with an understanding look on his face.

Indeed, two years ago, I did kill the Piercer and achieved the status of [Crown One] in one step. The news that I was studying abroad in Luyuan would naturally be magnified countless times for investigation.

If Quinn is not a fool, he will find out that his old customer, the one who often listens to him singing diss songs about Heaven... is the fourth sword bearer of Heaven! ?

After hearing this news, Quinn probably wanted to run away on the train overnight.

Rune Shichui didn't know that the "culprit" who caused his idol to quit the music industry was standing in front of him. He began to talk to Xia Xiu about his past.

Rune was born in the hub of Stonehammer Fortress deep in the Terra Mountains and is a member of the Stonehammer family.

He is not an alien from the other worlds, he is an alien living on Terra... well... although both are the same to the Kingdom of Heaven.

But only they themselves know that the long-term regional separation has long caused great differences in the culture of the dwarves, who are also a different race.

Like other dwarven families, the Stonehammer family is renowned for its skilled blacksmithing and brave warriors.

However, in addition to traditional axes, they also love music and poetry.

Yes, you heard it right, the Stone Hammer tribe loves music and poetry.

This is simply heresy among the dwarves!!!
Rune grew up under the influence of his family and learned forging and fighting skills, but he had a special love for music and poetry.

When he was young, he listened to the old dwarves telling ancient legends and heroic deeds beside the family forge, which inspired him to dream of becoming a bard.

After he became an adult, Rune decided to leave his family and embarked on a journey of traveling around.

He hopes to convey the dwarven culture and friendship to all races through his poetry and music.

Then he came into contact with Terra's Mimi music circle, the Siren Records company, and Vortex Music...

He went to [Siren Records] for an interview, but was rejected unsurprisingly due to his poor intonation and singing skills.

As for why I was able to enter [Vortex Music], as a rapper, those who know will understand.

He said that the reason why he did not sing with the elves in front of him, but performed traditional crafts instead of rapping, was because the street office in Las Vegas received a report a while ago that he was maliciously spreading vicious meh music in public places that polluted the minds of tourists.

His performance license was revoked because of his report. If he dared to perform without a license, the law enforcement forces in Las Vegas would kick him out and deduct points from his record as an unwelcome alien immigrant in the federation.

If the score is not enough, his federal visa will be revoked.

"I see. It was reported maliciously."

Xia Xiu recalled the other party's awkward tone just now and felt that it was not unfair for the other party to be reported.

"Yes, those guys who maliciously reported me have no musical talent at all!" Rune said angrily, "I didn't add any methemoglobin, so why do they say my music is polluted!!!"

After Rune vented a few words, he looked at the blond young man and asked curiously:
"Are you a tourist from the Silver State? Or are you here to work?"

"Me?" Xia Xiu clenched the silver cane in his left hand, with a gentle smile on his face. "I'm here to work."

"Work? You don't look like someone who comes to work. You look so happy smiling."

Looking at the blond young man who was unable to hide his happiness, he didn't look like someone who was working overtime at all.

Rune was deeply impressed by the human social animals on Terra who needed to work. These animals...oh no, the lives of humans were like being locked in an invisible cage. Every day was like the gears in a clock, turning non-stop from early morning to late at night without any rest.

He had grown up beside his family's forge and knew what hard work was, but he could not understand why these Terrans were willing to be so bound.

They get up before dawn in the morning, rush to their workplace, and stay in the same place and face the same things all day long.

There was no time to stop, no time to think.

During the lunch break, they wolfed down their simple lunch and then started working mechanically again.

At night, they drag their tired bodies back home, only to face more pressure and troubles.

Children's education, the burden of housework, and even a good night's sleep are all luxuries.

The next day, they had to repeat this endless cycle.

These Terrans are so pitiful, like slaves bound by invisible chains, bereft of freedom and hope.

Even in the bustling city, they cannot see any hope for the future.

Although his life was not rich, he had freedom, music and poetry in his heart.

He couldn't understand why these Terrans were willing to endure such a life day after day.

"Happy, of course I'm happy."

Xia Xiu couldn't hide the smile on his face at this moment, he was really happy.

"You know, I was supposed to make several more long-distance trips. But now I don't have to. I just saw that my work goals have all come together."

He tilted his head, his handsome face full of joy:

"They all took the initiative to move towards me."

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Casino·Xialin District.

Xialin District is located in the northwest of the casino, with beautiful environment and complete facilities. Although it is far away from the hustle and bustle of the city center, the night view here is equally charming.

The green grass on the golf course appears particularly soft under the night lights. The lake in the park reflects the surrounding lights, sparkling like a galaxy fallen into the earth.

On the streets, the lights of cars shuttle back and forth, and the laughter and conversations of pedestrians are intertwined, forming a prosperous night scene.

The residential areas in Xialin District are brightly lit, with warm yellow lights shining through the windows and shining on the neat streets, giving people a sense of tranquility and peace.

The lights of the casino in the distance are even more colorful, and various signs and neon lights are shining, as if calling out to gamblers who are eager to get rich overnight.

High in the sky, searchlight poles streaked across the night sky, outlining the outlines of magnificent buildings. The sound of helicopters echoed in the air, adding a touch of dynamism and vitality to this city that never sleeps.

In the joyful casino, Ernest Hayes, captain of the Hermes Group's Rocket Team, felt as if he had fallen into an icy cave.

Because he received news from the think tank, which identified the enemy who attacked him.

In addition, the think tank [Hilmi] also issued an order to them:
[You, go and get rid of the fourth sword bearer in the Kingdom of Heaven! ]

"I?"

Ernest Hayes looked at the instruction with a constipated look on his face.