Flillian, I want to live.

Gutel followed Xinmei's gaze and saw a relatively hidden forest beside the road leading to the city.

"Then let's go."

Xinmei gave Guter a look and then ran towards the woods.

"Oh oh oh~"

Guter took a look at the travel expenses that Xinmeier had left on the seat in the carriage, and quickly followed.

Then, they both saw a group of well-dressed knights, led by a gorgeously dressed middle-aged noble, running out of the woods. Judging from the bow and arrow on the noble's back and the prey hanging on the side of his saddle, he must have just returned from hunting in the woods.

"Hey! What are you two doing sneaking around like that? Why don't you go get checked?"

The knights who were on guard on both sides, upon seeing the two men breaking away from the main force and running towards the woods, immediately rushed over at full speed, surrounded the two men, and began to question them loudly.

"Ah, I-we just wanted to go to the woods to relieve ourselves."

Xin Meir looked at the knights around him with unfriendly expressions, quickly raised his hands, pretended to be frightened, and stammered to explain.

"Convenient? What's your relationship with this girl? What do you want to do to the Lord?"

However, the leading knight obviously did not believe Xinmei's explanation. It was not his fault for being suspicious. After all, which old man would run around with a sword on his back?

"No, no, no, this is all a misunderstanding~"

Xin Meier said, shaking his head.

"Misunderstanding? Let's not talk about it for now. You two, take his weapons away first, then escort him back to the city for a thorough interrogation. And you, why are you wearing a hat? Are you a demon trying to disguise yourself as a human and sneak into the city?"

While arranging his servants to dismount and lift Xinmeier up without any explanation, the knight looked at Gutel with suspicion, who had been lowering his head to reduce his presence.

"Ahahaha~ Sir Knight, you're such a jokester! How could I possibly be a demon?..."

Guter raised his head somewhat stiffly, with an unnatural smile on his face, and laughed with the knight.

"Stop talking nonsense! Take off your hat and inspect it!"

However, the Knight had no intention of giving in to Guterres.

Is it the end? What should I do?

In order not to arouse suspicion, Guter could only slowly raise his hand and reach for the sun hat on his head.

If I were alone, it would not be impossible for me to kill these knights and break out of the siege, but Xinmeier was right next to me. If I dared to attack these knights, I would be the first one to be chopped into pieces.

Is this the end of the story?

A drop of cold sweat appeared on Guter's forehead.

"Wait a moment!"

Just as Guter's hand touched the brim of his hat, a stern and majestic voice suddenly sounded from behind the knights.

The noble lord they had just seen rode his horse and came in front of the two of them, among the knights who had moved away.

"Hmm... I just felt that this looked familiar."

The noble lord looked down at Xinmeier, who was being held up by two knights by the arms, and observed him with squinted eyes.

"Ignorant person!"

Then he scolded his subordinates.

"This is the brave Lord Xinmeier!"

Chapter 111 Look at other people's children

"I met you at the banquet in the capital before."

In order to show his respect, the noble who scolded his knights jumped off his horse and walked to Xinmeier.

"Oh...you are..."

However, although the noble in front of him recognized him, Xin Meir did not recognize who the other person was. After all, he was not very concerned about the various social engagements in the royal capital.

"My name is Sweet, and I'm the earl who guards this city."

As if aware of Xinmei's embarrassment, Earl Sweet took the initiative to introduce his name to Xinmei.

"Ahaha, that's right, Lord Sweet, it's a pleasure to meet you."

Xin Meir touched his bald head and said with a smile.

"Please allow me to receive you with the highest standards, Lord Xinmeier."

Although he used the wording of a request, Earl Sweet did not seem to want to give Xinmeier the opportunity to refuse, because after he finished speaking, he immediately turned around and gave orders to his men.

"Invite the city's celebrities and have the best chefs prepare a dinner. Also, remember to take out the imperial wine from my cellar and let Lord Xinmeier taste it."

Earl Sweet gave arrangements to his men in an orderly manner.

"Ah, we were just passing by..."

Xin Meir originally wanted to refuse.

"Lord Xinmeier, I know you're always busy working for world peace, not even having time to go home and visit your family, but I just hope you can rest at my house for a night before continuing on your journey, so that I can fulfill my duty as a good host."

However, Count Sweet's next words left Xinmeier with no way to refuse.

However, thanks to the enthusiasm of the Earl, there was no suspicion that Gutel, who was brought by Xinmeier, was a demon. Instead, he was treated as a guest of honor like Xinmeier, and entered the city in a swagger amid the guards' neat salutes.

"You seem to be surprisingly popular here."

Although Guter had seen various statues with Sinmer's image on his travels with him, there seemed to be a lot more elements about Sinmer in this city.

Not only can you find bronze statues of Sinmel every few steps, but Sinmel-related products are also sold everywhere in the streets and alleys, ranging from clay statues to replicas of the Brave Sword.

"Why, are you jealous? After all, I was the hero who saved this city."

Xin Meir touched his big white beard with his hand and asked shamelessly.

"Jealous? I'm afraid I don't have that kind of emotion that only humans have. However, the hero of the past has now become an old man who is about to be buried. After you die, will these people still remember you?"

Guter shrugged and acted indifferent.

"Ah……"

In response to Guter's question, Xinmei just smiled meaningfully and did not answer.

However, no matter what happens in the future, Count Sweet, who now rules this city, is indeed a loyal fan of Sinmel. When the Count was a child, he was rescued from the hands of monsters by Sinmel. Since then, he has regarded Sinmel as his idol, and even at his current age, his enthusiasm remains unabated.

"This guy is my son."

In the Earl's mansion, after being taken care of by several maids, Guter and Sinmer were taken to a spacious room. In the room, Earl Sweet had already changed into a formal suit and received the two with the highest courtesy. Beside him, there was a little boy wearing the same suit as the Earl, but he was only half the height of Earl Sweet.

"Go and introduce yourself to Lord Xinmeier."

Sweet patted his young second son's back with his hand and spoke in a commanding tone.

"Ah... My name is Sturm, and I'm eight years old..."

The boy named Sturm looked a little nervous. He turned around to look at his father. After being glared at by the other party, he turned back tremblingly and introduced himself in a stammering voice.

"I'm sorry to have embarrassed you, Lord Xinmeier."

Seeing Sturm's somewhat embarrassing look, the Earl frowned. He reached out, grabbed Sturm's shoulders, and pulled him forcefully to his side, then spoke to Xinmeier in an apologetic tone.

"Don't say that. Being timid isn't a flaw." Sinmel didn't care about Sturm's rudeness. He stepped forward, smiled kindly, and touched Sturm's head. "You just need to learn to overcome your fear."

"Ah... um."

Sturm looked at the little old man in front of him who was not much taller than himself. The appearance of the old man in front of him was very different from the impression he had of Xinmeier. But for some reason, Xinmeier inexplicably gave him a sense of closeness and security, making him feel completely convinced of the identity of the old man in front of him.

"That's right. Listen carefully to what Lord Sinmeier says. Look at your elder brother. He also follows Lord Sinmeier's example. Now he has even been commended by His Majesty the King and has been given a position in the Royal City. And you? You can't even defeat the weakest monster..."

But Earl Sweet's words were like a bucket of cold water, which chilled Sturm's heart, which had just warmed up.

"I'm sorry, Father..."

At this time, all Sturm could do was bow his head and apologize to his father.

"Alas, don't you even have the nerve to resist? Really, how could I have given birth to such a cowardly son like you."

However, Sturm's attitude of admitting his mistakes and accepting the beating made his father feel even more disdainful. In Earl Sweet's opinion, if his son contradicted him in public, he would appreciate him more.

"Don't say that. He will become a knight who can stand on his own."

Sinmel glanced at the Count with a reproachful look, and then spoke well of Sturm.

"Well, there's no need for us to be unhappy about this. The dinner is ready. Please allow me to take you to meet the guests."

The Earl glanced at Xin Meir, and slightly suppressed his dissatisfaction with his son, turning the topic to the dinner prepared for Xin Meir.

"Well, to be honest, I'm so hungry that my stomach is growling now~"

Xin Meir touched his belly with his hand and said with a smile.

"Come on, I'll lead the way."

The Earl turned around and walked towards the banquet hall with Xinmeier.

However, he did not bring his youngest son along.

"Go to the training ground and practice swinging your sword a hundred times, then come and eat by yourself."

The Count gave Sturm these orders with his back turned.

"Yes, Father."

Sturm hung his head and answered woodenly.

Gutel followed behind Xinmeier and witnessed the rift between father and son with a watching mood. When she passed by Sturm, who lowered his head to watch his father leave, she couldn't help but tilt her head to take another look at the boy next to her.

"Such a strong emotion..."

Gutel sensed something was wrong with the silent Sturm, but she had no intention of trying to enlighten the boy like Sinmel did.

"What would you do?"

Guter put his finger on his lips and muttered to himself playfully.

Because she had noticed that Sturm was staring at something at the moment.

It was taken away by the servant and placed on a stand aside after Xinmeier entered the room.

The sword of the brave.

Chapter 112: Brave Sword Limited Time Experience

Sturm grew up listening to Sinmel's stories.

It’s not because he likes Xinmeier so much, but because his father and the people in this city are all Xinmeier’s fanatical fans.

You must be a brave and upright person like Xinmeier.

His father always told Sturm this, asking him to take the brave Sinmel as his role model.

However, compared to his outstanding brother, Sturm always disappoints his father.

Not to mention daring to challenge the devil like Sinmel, Sturm doesn't even have the courage to kill a chicken.

Even if you practice with a wooden sword against a straw man many times, those who are afraid to actually fight will not be respected by others.

I can't become Sinmel...

Sturm is very self-aware.

After all, Xinmeier drew out the Sword of the Brave and was chosen by the Goddess to save the world.

However, the Sword of the Brave is now quietly placed in front of Sturm.

As if it had some special attraction, Sturm's eyes could not be moved away after they fell on the Sword of the Brave.

If I just touch it, there shouldn't be any problem, right?

Unconsciously, Sturm had moved to the table where the Sword of the Brave was placed. He looked around like a thief, then stretched out his hand and placed it on the Sword of the Brave with some hesitation.

The moment he touched the Sword of the Brave, Sturm felt as if he was electrocuted. He felt a force being transferred from the sword into his body.

"how do you feel?"

A sudden voice from behind startled Sturm, and he hurriedly moved his hand away from the Sword of the Brave.

“Who, who is it!?”