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

Even if this person is Cole's eldest brother.

"My elder brother is called Locke, and he's usually at No. 39 East Street, in a stable for bad horses. He often hides there."

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"Ash Wolf? How courageous you are."

Not long after arriving on East Street, the silver-haired girl ran into trouble.

With her scabbard she knocked down a young man who was trying to reach out to her, knocking him to the ground.

"Oh... this honorable lady, I'm really not a wolf!"

The young man was so gentle that he even wore a pair of glasses.

It's just that the lens is half broken now, and it looks a little funny hanging on the face:

"I'm just a humble thief."

Covering his swollen mouth from the scabbard, he adjusted his glasses, and said with a mournful face:

"Just now I saw that you seemed to be carrying something very valuable, so I couldn't hold back for a moment, so I extended my hand to you..."

"yes."

The silver-haired girl asked lightly:

"What's your name? Is what you just said true?"

"My name is Locke! Honorable lady, I swear that what I just said is true and I never lied to you!"

"..."

Egwene rested her forehead with her hands.

——Is there such a coincidence?

Rubbing her sore temples, she looked down at the young thief with broken glasses and a flattering smile on his face:

——This is Cole’s elder brother?

Why does it look... so unreliable!

"Let me introduce myself first, I am Cole's current guardian."

She is the acting director of the orphanage, so there is nothing wrong with saying this:

"I need someone to help me with my finances and accounts. Cole has recommended you to me. Do you think you are qualified for this job?"

Author's message:

(PS: This is an important character, so it takes up some space. What? You ask why an important character is a character? Because...he is a man! Digging hahahahaha)

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"This man named Locke... is amazing."

Elena had also heard Locke's name.

But I never thought that such a notorious thief is actually good at finance.

It took less than half an hour for the other party to sort out the messy accounts and optimize the accounting method.

If judged by her vision, this method can at least increase the efficiency by more than 5 times.

"—Actually, I wasn't a thief before."

After finishing the work beautifully, Locke explained his origin to the silver-haired girl.

He seems to like the glasses very much, even though they are broken, they still wear them on the bridge of the nose:

"I was originally the second son of a knight family, but my mother died of illness very early, and my father died in the hands of monsters later; I was still young, and my eldest brother took all my family property, so I was kicked out. out."

"Then I met my benefactor—forgive me I can't say his name; he taught me the art of survival."

"I'm not going to comment on your way of being."

The silver-haired girl is also very satisfied with his ability, but still has doubts:

"However, you didn't say why a person from a knight family can handle financial accounts so skillfully."

"That's because I planned to steal a noble's treasure house in Kashgar City." (Kashgar City, a large city in the southeastern region of Poltan.)

Locke helplessly spread his hands:

"I even wanted to sneak into that nobleman's house through a formal application, so I studied the relevant knowledge desperately. Who knows that I seem to be more talented in bookkeeping than stealing things."

"Did you finally manage to steal that nobleman?"

The silver-haired girl became curious and asked gossip.

"No, the nobleman was attacked by robbers when he was leaving the city. His whole family died and all his property was confiscated."

Locke sighed:

"Actually, I investigated those so-called robbers later, their real identities... Forget it, anyway, these are none of my business."

He reached out and pushed the broken glasses, and said sincerely:

"I know that my thieves experience is difficult to be trusted, so I decided to show my sincerity."

"Oh? What sincerity?"

The silver-haired girl asked calmly.

"—of course not money or jewelry, after all I don't have any savings."

He smiled at Cole next to him:

"Cole should know I'm telling the truth."

"Yes, as long as Brother Locke has money, he will immediately distribute it to the poor, and he only leaves a little to live."

Cole nodded.

"So you're still a grand rogue?"

The silver-haired girl is a bit fresh.

She has been in this different world for so long, and she has never seen such a person.

"I'm not as dignified and righteous as Randolph, and I don't have any noble sentiments. I'm probably just haunted by the unfaded knightly glory."

Locke pushed his glasses and said:

"After all, as long as you are a Poltan, you will have a knight complex deep in your mind, and I am no exception." (Randolph, the famous thief in the bard's story, is famous in both the human world and the elf kingdom.)

Having said this, he took a necklace from his neck.

Carefully opened the pendant, revealing a sparkling ruby ​​inside.

"—don't get me wrong, it's not a real gem."

He explained to everyone in the room:

"Of course, it's not a fake...it's the tears of the red dragon."

"But the dragon's tears are very big, this should be just a fragment."

Locke took out the ruby ​​carefully, and a warmth suddenly appeared in the room.

Even though the severe winter was approaching now, and the weather was getting colder, people who approached the gem felt like they were leaning against the stove.

"Even if it's not real Dragon's Tears, it must be a treasure."

Kitten girl Pamela leaned over and showed a comfortable expression:

"There used to be a similar jewel in our clan, but it was much bigger than this one, because of it, other orcs started war against us, meow..."

Having said that, her face became gloomy.

The silver-haired girl touched her ears, comforting the poor kitty.

The kitty cat rubbed her head against her hand, with a reassuring expression on her face.

"Are you going to dedicate it to me?"

Egwen frowned and said:

"I don't understand...Since you have this kind of treasure and your skill as a thief, why do you choose to live with others?"

"I have seen your sword skills."

Locke's lens flashed a white light:

"To tell you the truth, I'm still very confident in my vision. Just because you knocked me down, I dare say that there are only a handful of swordsmen in Poltain who surpass you!"

"And after hearing Cole talk about your identity, I made up my mind to dedicate this treasure as a gift of loyalty."

"Treasure?"

The silver-haired girl wondered.

"Yes, in fact, this tear of the red dragon involves a clue to a huge treasure."

Locke's expression became serious:

"—The treasure house of the red dragon Rashael!"

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"Did you say that the treasure house is hidden in this area?"

Looking at the beautiful lake in front of her, the silver-haired girl asked Locke:

"But as far as I know, the red dragon should be a kind of dragon that likes hot magma, and here are all lakes."

"It is said that the red dragon Lashal once fought a great battle with the ancient magician there, and that battle even changed the entire terrain."

Locke pointed to the mountains in the northwest: