As a Sword Saint, I Want to Be a Demon King

"We two idiots actually think that the hero is gone!"

"I'm no hero."

The silver-haired girl was ashamed:

"Don't forget, I was stabbed yesterday in the quarterfinals."

"Don't underestimate Sirens, he has always been hiding his strength."

Steel Sword Knight Rooney said solemnly:

"He is definitely not at the level of a great swordsman, he should have reached the threshold of the next level."

"Besides, we can all see that the sword you hit was intentional."

The dwarf winked at the side and said:

"am I right?"

——That’s because if I keep defending, I have no chance of winning.

Egwene resisted the urge to tell the truth.

"It's a brilliant move."

The steel sword knight also agreed with the dwarf's remarks:

"Even the Juggernaut himself, before the age of twenty, was not well-known. He practiced solidly every day and never coveted fame."

He looked at the silver-haired girl with admiration, and said sincerely:

"Miss Garcia is still growing and has unimaginable room for improvement. There is no need to waste energy in pursuit of fame and status like us."

——The words are all finished by you.

The silver-haired girl thought silently.

The three of them talked for the first time today, and they didn't talk too much.

Coupled with the stress of being with a young girl who surpassed himself, it didn't take long for Rooney and Wilbur to get up and say goodbye.

"If one day we are going to venture outside, I will definitely come to you to form a team."

Before leaving, Wilbur smiled and said to her:

"Unfortunately, there should be no such opportunity."

"Not necessarily."

The silver-haired girl gave a short answer.

The dwarf shield warrior thought she was being polite.

So I didn't pay too much attention and said goodbye to her politely.

"Adventure..."

After climbing to the top of a certain building, Egwene turned her head and looked around.

Looking down at the royal capital of Portan—the cage that protected him for seven years and imprisoned him for seven years.

Looking up at the infinitely high sky again, I was fascinated for a while.

"Maybe there will be a chance soon."

she muttered to herself.

at this time.

A faint voice reached her ears.

It was as if someone was strangling his throat, trying to breathe in pain.

At the same time, there were faint metallic noises, as if a man in armor was struggling fiercely.

"what sound?"

She turned around and saw that the movement came from a dense forest.

"That's... the direction Wilbur just left."

Ai Wen's heart moved:

"There seems to be something wrong, it's best to go and have a look."

She pulled out her sword and ran quickly towards the woods.

"--Whizzing!"

As soon as she came to the edge of the woods, two cold lights shot towards her!

"Dangdang!"

He swung his sword and knocked down the cold light. It was two small stabbing daggers.

(Stab dagger: The shape of the blade is similar to a spiked dagger. It is small in size and can be used as a flying prop or for personal assassination.)

"Is this warning me not to meddle in my own business?"

The silver-haired girl sneered in her heart.

Her speed was not affected in the slightest by this, and she rushed straight to the place where the sound was made just now.

When they got there, they saw Wilbur's short and fat body hung in mid-air by a thin thread, struggling desperately, with blood oozing from his neck!

Chapter 11 Underground Market

"Shh!"

A sword strikes out, and the thin thread breaks in response.

The dwarf's bulky body hit the ground with a "bang", kicking up a cloud of dust.

"Cough cough cough... be careful... cough cough... that guy might still be around!"

Wilbur panted violently and gave a warning with difficulty.

"No, that person has already left."

The silver-haired girl scanned the trees around her and said slowly:

"Stay here and don't move, I'll go find him."

"That despicable and shameless mouse... ahem! I was attacked by it just because of my carelessness!"

Wilbur picked up the shield and hammer that fell beside him, and cursed:

"If I run into it again in the future, I must give it a good look!"

The silver-haired girl didn't talk nonsense with him.

He bent down, put his ear to the ground and listened for a moment.

Then he jumped on a few nearby trees and checked the footprints and bent twigs.

——This is not a sword master skill, but a tracking method she taught herself.

It's not like she hasn't done nothing for so many years, just waiting to activate the main task.

She has basically learned all the useful knowledge that can be learned from the book and the experience taught by the tutors.

Many instructors are surprised that a swordsman studies so many miscellaneous things, but they also appreciate the students' enthusiasm for knowledge, so they are happy to teach the silver-haired girl.

"To the north!"

After confirming the escape direction of the other party, Ai Wen rushed over there.

She thought it would take a long time to catch up, but the result was beyond her expectation.

——Just after chasing into a narrow alley, I saw someone waiting for me in front of me.

"It's me, Lady Egwene."

A man in a cloak dropped his hood and spoke softly.

This is a thin girl.

With short purple hair and disheveled skin, he looks somewhat malnourished.

"Pamela?"

The silver-haired girl lost most of her aura at once.

"I'm sorry, Lady Egwene."

The girl named Pamela bowed her head deeply:

"Just now I thought it was someone else who came, and I sent you two daggers, please forgive me."

She raised her head and said sadly:

"You once saved my life and often aided us, but I..."

"Stop talking about that."

Ai Wen took a long breath and asked suspiciously:

"How did you come to assassinate Wilbur? Did he offend you?"

"This is the task, I can't say more."

Pamela replied sadly:

"My mission has failed. If I reveal the secret again, they will definitely kill me."

"It's okay that I'm dead, but those kids..."

"You come with me."

Ai Wen went over and grabbed her, and dragged her to a remote abandoned house without any explanation.

"Master Aiwen, I have to go back."

Pamela begged: