Extraordinary pedigree

Chapter 64: Hunting Swordsman I

『Education is one of the oldest and most enduring pursuits of human society, but the barren land breeds the desert of education.

Resources always lean towards the rich land, and 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, and they dare not question the sacredness of the dragon - even if it is only in their hearts, in their minds, and in their souls.

They are patient and obedient.

Camels carry the burden of tradition and social norms, and are willing to accept the values ​​and orders of the outside world, and are willing to accept all kinds of suffering.

They show strong endurance and tolerance, and have slave-like morality, but they will never have the initiative to challenge the status quo and create new values.

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

『Fourteen Incarnation Inscriptions · Camels in the Desert of Education』

Terra Calendar 1591.1.26.

01:00AM.

Adisi Federation · Silver State.

At 1 a.m. in the Silver State, the night fell over the most famous gambling city in the state.

This city that never sleeps in the Federation glows with dazzling brilliance in the dark.

On the towering hotels and casino buildings, neon lights and LED screens flash colorful lights, illuminating the entire city skyline.

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

The Silver State is also one of the abnormal states announced by the Federation.

The Silver State is the most abnormal federal region besides New York State. 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 crowded 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 all realms.

The short, strong and sturdy dwarves wearing heavy armor and leather boots walk steadily through the crowd; the elves with pointed ears and bright eyes, wearing gorgeous silk robes or tight leather clothes, strolling comfortably on the street; the dragonborn with scaly skin gleaming, eyes as deep as gems, and powerful auras in every move; the orcs with strong bodies, well-developed muscles, wearing simple but tough clothes...

Street artists perform various programs in the square, attracting many audiences to stop and watch.

"~~~"

An elf musician is playing an ancient bow and string instrument, and the melodious melody echoes in the crowd, attracting many people to stop and listen.

"Hua La~~~~"

A dragonborn fire-breather shows his stunts on the side, and the flames dance in the night sky, lighting up the surrounding environment.

Dangdangdang——

Dwarf craftsmen demonstrated their exquisite forging skills, turning pieces of metal into exquisite ornaments.

"Papapapa——"

"Papapapa——"

"Papapapa——"

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

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

He was dressed in black again as usual; a well-cut black suit, a top hat on his head, and a silver cane in his hand, which looked 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 flicked out a gold coin without hesitation, accurately flicking it onto the ceramic bowl next to the dwarf who was performing hard.

The gold coin was Solid from the border. Solid was originally the French currency of the ancient Olitine Empire, weighing about 4.5 grams and with extremely high purity.

Ancient Oletin used to be the communication center between Terra and the various worlds, so the various worlds copied the native currency system such as Solid, because the various worlds are not used to the custom of using paper money.

In the currency system of the Ancient Oletin Empire, 1 Solid gold coin is equal to 12 Milli silver coins, which is equal to 3456 Fowler copper coins. The currency of the empire is not mainly measured by face value, but by weight and metal content.

According to the equivalent church standard modulated 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 coin fall into the ceramic bowl, a flash of surprise and gratitude flashed in his eyes.

This is a sponsor who is not short of money!

He bowed slightly to show his gratitude, then stood up, cleared his throat, and began to sing loudly in a lame but passionate bardic voice:

"On the land of Terra, we meet here. The generosity of mankind keeps the tree of friendship evergreen.

You, the kind-hearted one with golden hair and golden eyes, are like radiant light, and the gold coins shine like stars, illuminating our hearts.

Dwarves, elves and humans, regardless of race, we hold hands and work together to create a beautiful home.

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

Let us raise our glasses to celebrate and sing praises to this sincere love. Humans and all races are together!!!"

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

Facing the extremely disgusting dwarves' praise of the unity of mankind and all races, the fourth sword-wielder of the Kingdom of Heaven, who had just slaughtered the seven alien races in the Whispering Square a while ago, smiled, clapped and nodded:

“Very good, very energetic.”

It should be mentioned here that the gold coins he just lost were obtained from the pile of gold coins obtained after the seven major families ransacked their homes and exterminated their families.

The cash flow and storage of the seven major families are actually not much. Each family just has 1 million + gold coins, and the rest are extraordinary assets.

Most of the gold coins obtained from the confiscation of homes and exterminations were directly confiscated to the administration, and this asset was also used in the post-war reconstruction of Whispering Square.

Of course, the Administration ate meat, and the Xinmeng and the Transformer Family of the Conglong Minister also drank some soup, and both of them shared some gold coins.

After hearing the blond young man's praise, the dwarf Rune Stone Hammer rubbed his hands very earnestly.

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

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

Xia Xiu pointed to a whirlpool symbol 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] in Prometheus Square in Deer Yuan was the old place he frequented in his early days in Deer Yuan. Velociraptor Quinn was one of the few alien friends he still had alive in Deer Yuan.

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

The dwarf looked at Xia Xiu with surprise and said.

"Well, I'm his regular customer." Xia Xiu rubbed 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 impromptu raps and songs against the Kingdom of Heaven."

"I see, but I don't know why. Since last year, Mr. Quinn has quit the rap circle and has stopped releasing music albums. Some people say that he is sick, some say that he was warned by the Kingdom of Heaven to check the water meter, and some even He also mentioned that Mr. Quinn was the one who offended Hell's Kitchen..."

Lu En glanced around carefully, and then whispered: "It's the notorious new sword holder. I heard that he studied in Luyuan before he became successful. Some people say that the reason why Mr. Quinn quit is The music industry of Mimu is all about this sword-wielder.”

"That's right." The fourth sword holder in Heaven nodded with a clear face.

Indeed, the year before last, I had indeed killed the Impaling Duke, and had proven to be the [Crown One] in one step. The news that I was studying abroad in Luyuan would naturally be magnified countless times for investigation.

As long as Quinn is not a fool, he will find that his regular customer is his close friend who often listens to dissing Heavenly Kingdom songs...he is the fourth sword holder in Heaven! ?

After hearing the news, Quinn probably wanted to carry the train and run away overnight.

Runn 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 tell Xia Xiu about his past.

Runen 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 all realms, he is an alien living in Terra...well...although both are the same to the Kingdom of Heaven.

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

The Stonehammer family, like other dwarf families, is famous for its superb forging skills and brave warriors.

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

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

This is simply heresy among the dwarves! ! !

Runen grew up under the influence of his family and learned blacksmithing and fighting skills, but he had a special love for music and poetry.

As a young man, he listened to the old dwarves recount ancient legends and heroic deeds at his family's forge, which inspired him to dream of becoming a bard.

After becoming an adult, Rune decided to leave the family and embark on a journey to travel around.

He hopes to pass on the culture and friendship of the dwarves to all races through his poetry and music.

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

He went to [Siren Records] for an interview, but due to his poor intonation and singing skills, he was rejected directly without any surprise.

As for why he was able to enter [Vortex Music], rappers understand everything.

He said that the reason why he did not sing with the elves in front of him, but performed traditional crafts without rapping, was because the street office of the casino received a report a while ago that he maliciously spread malignant Meme in public places that pollutes the sanity of tourists. music.

He was disqualified from performing because of the report. If he dared to perform without a license, the casino's law enforcement forces would kick him out and deduct points from him on the federal Unwelcome Alien List.

If the score is insufficient, his federal visa will also be revoked.

"I see, I was maliciously reported."

Xia Xiu recalled the other party's lame tone just now and felt that the other party was not unjust at all for being reported.

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

After Luen vented a few words, he then looked at the blond young man and asked curiously:

"Are you a visitor to the Silver State? Or are you here for work?"

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

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

Looking at the blond young man who couldn't hide his happiness, he didn't look like someone who worked overtime at all.

Roen was very impressed by the human social animals that needed to work in Terra. These animals...oh no, human life seemed to be locked in an invisible cage. Every day was like a gear in a clock, turning constantly. From early morning to late at night, there is no rest.

He had grown up around his family's forge and knew what hard work was, but he couldn't understand why these Terrans were willing to be so tethered.

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

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

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

At night, they drag their tired bodies back home, but they have to face more pressure and worries.

The children's education, the burden of housework, and even a good night's sleep are a luxury.

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

These Terran people are so pitiful, like slaves bound by invisible chains, losing their freedom and hope.

Even in the bustling city, they cannot see the dawn of 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 day-to-day existence.

"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, originally I had several more long-distance trips. But, no need to do that now. I just saw that all my work goals are gathered here."

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

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

Casino·Xialin District.

Xialin District is located in the northwest of the gambling city, 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 looks particularly soft under the illumination of night lights, and the lake in the park reflects the surrounding lights, sparkling like stars falling into the world.

On the street, the lights of cars are constantly shuttling, and the laughter and conversations of pedestrians are intertwined, forming a bustling night scene.

The residential area in Xialin District is brightly lit, and the warm yellow light shines from the windows and reflects on the neat streets, giving people a sense of tranquility and peace.

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

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

In a casino full of joy, Ernest Hayes, captain of the Rockets of the Hermes Consortium, felt like he had fallen into an ice cave.

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

Moreover, the think tank [Helmi] also issued an order to them:

[You guys, go get rid of the fourth sword holder in heaven! 】

"I?"

Ernest Hayes looked at this instruction with a constipated expression.