"How do you know?"
Ben turned around and looked up and down at the kneeling Yura, who was sitting on the ground covered with a thick layer of pine needles. He quickly noticed that the girl’s hair was a beautiful pure black—unlike Antitina’s deep black with a faint hint of purple.
A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.
Antitina’s black-purple hair and eye color probably originated from the lineage closest to the Miner people, Tirisian or Half-demon; although the Miner people no longer exist, the bloodline born between the two races has always been preserved, and after several generations of animosity, it has gradually rged into the vast human race.
The hatred of the past has gradually been forgotten.
However, the girl nad Yura did not seem to co from this lineage, though she also had long black hair and eyes.
"I can’t say for sure, Sir Knight. It should be called a premonition. The Piconard rcenary Group and the Black Fire Sect have always had nothing to do with each other, but tonight they appeared together. Perhaps this is just a coincidence, but I am more inclined to believe this is a preditated conspiracy."
"Mr. Brand, right? I think that when an ordinary person is under attack, they ought to gather to their own people. Although we are not worthy of your trust, we are likely better than the obvious enemies on the other side. Yet, you all chose to stay away without hesitation; this is a wise approach—"
Yura closed her eyes, listening to the intense sounds of the battle between the Gray Wolf rcenary Group and the Black Fire Sect from afar, but her tone was unhurried: "But thinking from another perspective, it at least shows that Mr. Brand has analyzed the current situation clearly."
"It seems that you are aware of the other rcenary group trailing us."
She said affirmatively, "In this case, Mr. Brand decisively chose this direction to the east. I believe that soone who can make such a decisive judgnt is not a reckless person—if a truly wise person knows what lies ahead but still persists, that is courage."
"However, rather than this explanation, I am more inclined to believe that Mr. Brand is actually clear about the current situation. I don’t know what is in the east, but is the east an escape route, Mr. Brand?"
"As for why I called you a knight," she smiled slightly, "It’s because I happened to hear the lady’s reference to you just now. Due to being born blind, Lord Marsha has given more sensitive hearing, though it’s nothing to brag about—" the girl said humbly.
Antitina softly exclaid, watching Yura warily.
The girl raised her head; despite not being able to see Ben, she seriously asked, "So, if I sincerely request it, Mr. Brand, you must certainly have the ability to help our rcenary group, correct?"
Ben inhaled deeply.
If Antitina could be considered a competent staff, the girl in front of him was simply extraordinary. Her analysis was simple, yet her intuition was so sharp it was frightening.
He observed Yura’s long pure black hair, black eyes with deep brown pupils, light yellow skin, and every detailed feature of her slender feathered eyebrows, each bearing the unique traits of a region familiar to him.
"I also have a question, your surna is Huang, right?" He asked.
If the girl could open her eyes, they would be filled with surprise. She touched her chest, paused for a mont, then exhaled. This slight action did not escape Ben’s notice.
The young man frowned slightly as if he rembered sothing.
But Yura ultimately nodded, "Yes, my surna is Huang. My true na is Huang Yu. Obviously, Mr. Brand is very knowledgeable, my appearance can’t deceive a truly knowledgeable person. However, I no longer wish to ntion the past. Sir Knight, can we leave this question be?"
Ben nodded. He had only deduced the girl’s true na based on so external details. After all, in this world, with such skin and hair color, so similar to the Han people of the past world, there could only be the Nine Phoenix Country in the distant deserts of the Far East.
It is said that the Nine Phoenix Country is ruled by nine clans, and a legendary advanced swordsmanship is passed down in the country—the ’Karma Fire Red Lotus Sword’. However, this story remains just a legend, and many players who went afterward to try their luck all returned empty-handed.
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