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After taking off the mask, Cyclone walked slowly on the street in order to blend in with nature. Even though trying to pass as an ordinary person, Cyclone, seeing the vigilantes for the first time, felt a bit nervous.

Without Yuna's help, Cyclone couldn't soar into the sky.

With no other choice, Cyclone had to hide in a bar to take a rest for a while. Naturally, walked in, naturally found a seat, and naturally sat down. However, this series of natural actions brought a strange sense of oppression.

Was it because of the fear of being discovered? Or was it because of the man sitting at the bar staring at Cyclone?

Cyclone didn't know.

But backing down now would be an unnatural behavior.

So, Cyclone sat down anyway, on a high stool at the bar, to the right of the man.

"A glass of water, please."

Cyclone usually didn't drink alcohol and was unfamiliar with the types of drinks. Even though possessing a tolerance for a thousand cups, not drinking was not an option.

"..."

However, having just said it, Cyclone forgot.

To blend in, of course, drinks had to be ordered here.

"Hahaha! How about you give him a glass of water, boss?"

With the help of the man next to him, the boss indeed gave Cyclone a glass of water.

Since it had already been said, the pretense had to be maintained to the end.

Cyclone gallantly picked up the glass of water and slowly savored it in a manly manner.

At this moment, although the man next to him laughed, Cyclone chose to ignore him.

After a moment of silence, the man suddenly asked Cyclone,

"Are you... nervous?"

Almost spitting out the water in his mouth, Cyclone was taken aback by this sudden question.

Had he been found out already?

At that moment, Cyclone knew that he had to do something to avoid being discovered. So, Cyclone looked at the man, observing his expression.

In turn, the man also looked back at Cyclone.

No cold sweat flowed, they just stared at each other.

However, as if recalling something, the man suddenly looked to the left, where Cyclone wasn't.

"Is this it... Sorry, my sword is a bit big~"

Laughing like a child, the man's laughter and the bartender's hidden grin left Cyclone bewildered.

"Huh?"

Cyclone's brain started to work rapidly.

"Well, that's just the way it is~ If my sword scared you a bit..."

Wasn't this a perfect opportunity to change the subject?

With a sudden inspiration, Cyclone seized the moment and replied.

"At first glance, it was indeed a bit surprising. But after some thought, it's no big deal, it's just that the sword is a bit big~"

Surprised by Cyclone's response, the man was more taken aback.

"Oh~ Is that so... same here~"

For some reason, it seemed the man agreed with something.

Continuing this topic, the man then asked,

"By the way... do you know how to handle a sword?"

As if touching upon a sensitive topic, Cyclone retorted.

"Tsk tsk! Although I've never competed against the world's number one swordsman, I dare say, my sword is capable of conquering countless castles."

"Oh, I see. It seems rumors aren't always to be trusted."

"Rumors?"

At that moment, Cyclone couldn't quite grasp what the old man was saying.

"Although my sword has never been used in a siege, dealing with dragons should count as quite an experience, right?"

Damn! Encountering an opponent here?

Cyclone shook his wine glass, feigning calm contemplation.

Could it be that this old man has a thing for The Auron's woman? Cyclone thought unexpectedly.

"As for dragons, I dare say, my sword can conquer all the dragons in the world."

Suddenly issuing a challenge, a spark between Cyclone and the old man ignited.

"Dragons, haha, it's nothing really. I once led tens of millions of troops to challenge the three strongest defenders in the world."

Defenders? Referring to the battle at Seven Sins City? Those three people must be...

Surprisingly, the old man was mistaken as well.