October 31, 2746 AH, the eve of Halloween.

The town of Chamonta in the Greater Ventrei region has an air of weirdness and joy at this special occasion.

Judging from the customs and climatic manifestations of the past, the blazing summer will always come to an end at this time, and the late autumn, which is filled with gold and coolness, will reach its peak on this day.

Legend has it that this day was a busy day for the god of autumn, and during the reign of the dragons two thousand years ago, a god of the ninety-nine sequences brought coolness to the world, blowing away the hot breath and ushering in the season of harvest that truly belonged to the harvest.

Therefore, in the struggle against the dragons, those humans who supported the gods of autumn became the souls of the dragons, and they could not find their way home.

"It's finally here, Bingqi City is really not a place for people, it's big, it's too crowded, and it's not easy to find a job, it's not as good as your hometown, right?"

The man who spoke was a young man in his early twenties, his face tinged with a hint of yellow, not as white and immature as most of the young men who had come out of the capital of the Avantlay Empire.

As a soldier who had just retired from the Avantley Empire, he had been on the train for a long time, and he was carrying a traveling backpack that was also yellow, and unlike the others on the train, the center of his backpack was painted with a six-sided snowflake pattern with imperial characteristics, rather than the symbols of power in this era of steel and steam.

"Wright Hain, right? He asked the young man in the dark blue train attendant's uniform, looked at him sympathetically, and by the way, cut off a corner of the ticket he had handed him and returned it to him.

"That's right, I should have gotten off at this stop. Wright smiled, put the ticket back in his pocket, half-leaned against the door of the train, and felt the long-prepared gift in his pocket, he was not in a hurry to take it out at this time.

"Did you just talk about Ice Enlightenment City? To be honest, I envy those who have been to the capital. Compared to me growing up in a city on the edge of the desert, I haven't seen much of this except for the yellow sand. By the way, my name is Peter Socrates, and I'd love to get to know you as a friend. Peter said, putting the gloves back in his pocket and holding out his right hand, wanting to exercise the new imperial etiquette with Wright.

"Well, Wright, you know my name. Wright smiled, stretched out his hand, shook it politely, sighed, and said:

"You don't know how tired Ice City is. Since that ridiculous disaster thirty years ago, many people in the Southern Empire have chosen to flee to the north, and in less than thirty years, Ice City has doubled its population. As the nominal allies of that country in the South, we had to find a way to accept their refugees, and some of them were even very patient, but they robbed us of many jobs. No, I have no choice but to come back from that side first. However, I heard that we are about to launch an Imperial warship at Lake Ribel not far to the east, so I would like to see it when I have time. ”

"I've heard that. In order to guard against the Cruxd Empire in the West, and the tribal leaders who are ready to move, the empire needs more navies. I heard the older generation say that after they saw the shadow of a meteor and heard that the ice and snow completely blocked the entire territory of the country's imperial capital, the climate of the entire continent should also go to the colder side. Who knows, the magic power of their flames has actually floated to us, and the rivers that were previously navigable have become non-freezing existences in all seasons, which is really a bit ridiculous. Peter was telling a normal historical event without any emotion.

"But," Peter continued,

"May I take the liberty of asking, have you been in the Empire's army before?"

"Well, yes, that's what you thought of asking this. A hint of surprise crossed Wright's face, but a faint smile still appeared on his face, to hide his true thoughts.

"That empire in the south is called the Flame Empire, right? They have been industrializing for a certain number of years, as far as I know, seventy or eighty years. But here we are, it only started ten years before their accident. Now due to the influx of people from the Flame Empire, the technology and steel brought by various cities are developing rapidly. In such an era when you can work everywhere, you have to go back to the town to develop, and even know something about the Imperial Navy, it is not the former army people, that is, some businessmen who have contact with the Imperial officials. It's obvious you're not the latter, are you?" said Peter with a faint eerie smile, not looking directly at Wright.

But this fleeting expression still left a mark in his heart like a mark left after chiseling through the ice, if the climate warms up, it will not be left much, if the ice and snow are still there, it will become thicker and thicker.

"Yes," Wright said, after thinking for a few seconds, touching the back of his head and the glasses used by the anti-sand city hanging on his forehead.

"I've been in the security team in the capital for three or four years, of course, at the beginning, I was a top student who graduated from the Ancient Mystery School of the Ice Enlightenment Academy, but unfortunately, I was really born at the wrong time. Wright looked up and sighed as he spoke, staring out the window with a bit of confusion.

"If you were born at the wrong time, the people who were in the Flame Empire thirty years ago were really uncomfortable. Since you have studied the ancient occult, you naturally know the ancient magic of the Demon Source Force, as well as the dragon clan, right? You must know that the little emperor of the empire back then buried the entire imperial capital in order to awaken all the power of the dragon clan. If there were gods and the underworld in this world, the little emperor would have been tossed into a pan of oil and burned, or grilled like mutton. At that time, there were more than 5.2 million people in the imperial capital of the entire Flame Empire, and the current capital was about to become a dead city, and even some adventurers were reluctant to enter, and even the trusted emperor was sitting on the throne in the east, wasn't it?"

"yes, but to be honest, I'd like to visit that Ice and Snow Wasteland if I have the chance in the future, although he used to be called Yancheng, which is really ironic. Wright joked that in the back of the slightly empty carriage, he could chat for a long time with Peter, the train attendant in front of him, without worrying that his boss would come and warn.

"Do you know about dragons?" Peter asked, passing his head over the view and looking into Wright's slightly charming sapphire eyes.

Although the Empire of Avantley and the Empire of Flame belong to the same race with black pupils and black hair, in today's era of industrialization and frequent world exchanges, there are many humans from the west, and these strange eyes, hair, and even skin color can no longer make people here feel more surprised.

"Of course you know, it's one of the required courses in research. Wright said after a few seconds of silence and thought.

"Then you should also know that there are some humans who claim to be descendants of the dragon race, and of course, there are also some people who have the power of the dragon race, and their magic source power is not the same as most of us. Peter continued.

"Of course. But we generally think of those people as ridiculous clowns, just for a little fame. However, the people who possess the power of the dragons, we speculated that they may have been affected by the power released from the barrier called the Dragon Gate after the catastrophe thirty years ago. Well, the royal family of the Flame Empire is said to have half dragon blood. I think that there should be people who really have this kind of power, but to say that they are dragons is an insult to this ancient creature that represents power. Wright scoffed and looked out the window.

Although the scenery outside the train has changed from the verdant green seen when leaving the capital to a desert with almost no end in sight, the town that is claimed to be built on the edge of the river and the desert still has a long way to go in Wright's memory.

As a last resort, he took off his backpack, touched the revolver at his waist, and looked at Peter with both hands behind his head.

"Dragons once existed, and I once had the privilege of reading some Imperial material with a friend. Listen...... I've heard from the older generation that some of them have personally entered a mysterious space known as the Dragon Realm. He'd seen the dragons, maybe they were right, the dragons really existed. Peter said, his face filled with mixed emotions of yearning and pain.

However, Wright did not study psychology, but he was not interested in these expressions, he just turned his gaze to the scenery outside the window, which was still covered with yellow dust, and said to himself:

"Yes? I haven't seen any of this, so I'm not going to admit it. I don't really believe until one day I can see it with my own eyes. ”

"You should see it. Peter smiled, putting his gloves back on and taking two steps forward.

"I'm not convinced. Wright looked at Peter with disdain, "It's more like those newspapers made it up to fool the citizens." ”

"I've heard that the snow and ice at an ancient site at the back of the capital have loosened recently, probably because of climate change. Some old demon source masters say that they have detected the existence of the light system magic source power, maybe you can stop by when you get tired of staying in this town one day and want to return to the capital. Not only in our country, but also in the Western Crucidian Empire, there are those dragon boys with elder wings, aren't they?" Peter said.

"They may have only incorporated the genes or powers of birds in ancient times, and there is no evidence that they ever wielded dragon-like powers. I don't believe that. Wright said angrily, resting his head on his backpack and preparing to take a nap in the empty train car.

Seeing this, Peter just smiled and shook his head, and went straight from the narrow track of the carriage to the front, continuing his job duties.

The constant movement of the train creates a sense of balance in the midst of bumps, which gradually becomes comfortable and mysterious as he adapts.

After a cacophony of whispers, a familiar darkness crossed Wright's eyes that he felt comfortable with.

Immediately after, as if he had fallen from a height, his eyes were gradually covered by a thick fog drifting from nowhere, which seemed mysterious and strange.

"Is this a dream?" muttered Peter, trying to reach out and dispel the unknown mist, only to find that in the midst of the psychedelia, his body was as stiff as a stone and could not move, as if it had been illuminated by Medusa's bright red eyes.