Night, a hotel.

A large number of candles were lit in luxury, and a group of wandering knights seemed to be holding a banquet.

The minstrel plays the accordion and sings magnificent poems.

The wanderings hold wine glasses and flirt with the knights occasionally.

On the table were fragrantly roasted castrates, large chunks of oat bread, onion and ham soup, and freshly picked berries.

This is a carnival feast!

The noise and laughter almost overwhelmed everything.

It seems that the people present want to use this joy to drive out some kind of "fear".

Dongdong!

Suddenly, a knock on the door came.

The first thing I heard was a cook holding a wine barrel. Her bucket-like waist was trembling, and her eyes were staring in horror at the direction of the door.

Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong!

The knock continued, and as more and more people noticed here, all the noise gradually disappeared.

Neither the knight nor the wanderings had the idea of ​​continuing to have fun, and some of them unconsciously held the hilt of the sword, and their joints were clenched white.

Dong! Dongdong! Dongdong!

The knock continued, like the notes of the god of death.

At this time, the hotel lobby was already silent.

The hotel owner who had a limp leg limped out, holding an axe in his hand, came behind the door: "Who is it?"

"A traveler!"

The answer from outside came, very young and seemed to be a little confused.

The shop owner breathed a sigh of relief, opened the small wooden board on the door, and saw a young man with black eyes standing outside.

"Sorry... I took the liberty to bother you. I wonder if you have a place for the lost travelers here?"

The young man said with apologies.

For some reason, when the store owner saw the other party's eyes, he felt confused and opened the store door.

Seeing the other party come in, he was a little surprised at his behavior just now.

However, the shop owner's wife, a cook, immediately brought the water bottle: "The Goddess of Earth is here!"

"Pray for abundance and abundance of harvest!"

The shop owner took some water, sprinkled it on Sulu, and held a torch in front of him and watched it carefully.

After a series of actions, seeing that Sulu had not changed much, the talents in the store breathed a sigh of relief and began to continue having fun.

Bang!

The store owner closed the store door firmly and roared: "Young man, you are so lucky! You were not targeted by monsters in the dark..."

"Maybe, I'm lucky."

Sulu smiled and took out a gold coin: "I need a room, a glass of cider, and a dinner."

"Okay, no problem."

The shop owner took the gold coins, bit it with his teeth, and stuffed it into his arms with a smile.

Although the store was already crowded, he still gave Sulu a seat under his scolding.

"The world of Dragorn... has changed a lot."

Sulu sat down and looked at the room of unrestrained people, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

At this time, he had already left the main world and returned to the Dragorn world.

Even though he didn't know some customs before, he learned some news from the hearts of the local natives through his contact.

All this is because of the dawn of the gods and the spiritual tide revives!

When he left, the world began to gradually recover, and now it is naturally more extraordinary.

And for ordinary people, this is not a good thing.

The most profound influence among them is the "Night Invasion" incident!

The creatures that like to attack humans in the darkness have increased in one breath.

Especially in remote villages and towns, at night, countless monsters seem to be hidden in the dense darkness.

If someone dares to go out of the house and go out into the wild, almost few people come back alive.

Therefore, people nowadays like to gather together at night, and light torches and candles to revel in the night, hoping to drive away fear and darkness with joy!

‘It sounds… something is wrong.’

Sulu's face was solemn.

At this time, the shop owner had already come up with a glass of wine and dinner.

Sulu took a sip of cider slightly, but did not continue to steal everyone's memories.

Just now, it was forced by the situation that I could not reveal my 'nothing' and aroused suspicion.

If you want to know other news, you can use another method.

This is also the bottom line he set for himself.

As an extraordinary person, his abilities are far greater than those of ordinary people. If he does not abide by some of the "principles" he sets, he may gradually lose himself in his power and become a slave to power.

While watching the free entertainment performance, he listened to the chanting of the minstrel: "The real dragon is coming to the north, and the wolves are gone, and when the flames arrive, they all become scorched earth..."

"Barrien!"

Sulu's ears moved, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and he called the bard in front of him.

"What are your instructions, sir?"

The bard had wrinkles at the corners of his eyes and looked no longer young. He bent down and saluted very respectfully.

“How many years have it been now?”

Sulu threw out a gold coin and asked casually.

This world is similar to the Middle Ages, with inconvenient transportation, and many knights may not know the exact year.

"The black dragon fell for 10 years."

When the bard saw the gold coins, his eyes lit up and he immediately replied.

"What?"

Sulu was surprised.

I originally thought that after the spiritual tide recovered, the time flow rate comparison between the Dragorn world and the main world would become consistent, but now it seems that it is faster.

In less than a year in the main world, eight years have passed here!

He quickly calmed down his emotions: "What does the poem you just sang? What does it mean? The fall of the Wolfburg family? Tell me in detail."

"Yes."

Although he was a little confused, the bard replied: "Five years after the black dragon fell, the Dragon Queen personally led the army to attack the northern border, summoned the dragon to fight, and destroyed the Benlang family in one fell swoop. The young grand duke Sith was tied to a pillar and burned to ashes by the dragon flame... The Dragon Queen also announced that the Duke of Wolf Castle will be abolished forever and the Northern Territory will be taken into the king's territory..."

The Sith, the younger brother of the original grand duke, Glan.

However, Gran and the Grand Duke of Wolf Castle Frank were both killed by Sulu, and the Sith had taken advantage of it.

Unfortunately, the Grand Duke was caught by the Messiah who fought in the Northern Expedition and burned to death without being two days.

'This seems to be my fault... I once told the Messiah that when I saw the young man from the Wolf family, I would burn him to death first... Maybe that's not the case, but that's what it means.'

Sulu felt sweaty and felt that the Messiah was doing really well.

‘But…summon the dragon, the dragon queen?’

He could hardly imagine that the little girl from that time had grown into a real king and had gone so far in her career.

‘Dragon I’s bloodline can only start early, and her current rank may be no less than her ancestors… This is the result of the integration of factors such as adventure, qualifications, bloodlines, etc.?’
Chapter completed!