Reynard had heard of the Demonic Calamity, a catastrophe that had struck more than twenty years ago and threatened to overthrow the reign of the nascent power of the Kingdom of Arthur.

However, everyone who knew about it in Saint-Brieuc seemed to have been given a gag order and never wanted to mention it.

"The Devil's Calamity of Dog Day. Cleaver's eyes were hazy, and his expression unconsciously showed a little hideousness, and he muttered to himself: "If it weren't for it, Lao Tzu would have been lying at home and enjoying family fun by now." ”

Renard asked with some curiosity, "What exactly is the Demon Calamity?"

"You don't even know about the Demon Calamity?" the tavern owner looked even more surprised than him, and then nodded knowingly: "Seeing that you are only fifteen or sixteen years old, it is normal not to know. ”

The other party is silent, as if he has no intention of explaining, or the other party thinks that this matter is not a secret at all, and everyone should know about it.

The Cleaver cow took two sips of spirits, stretched out his thumb and pointed in the direction of the door: "If you want to know what the demon plague is, go to the north of the city to take a look." ”

Reynard was a little confused: "What's there?"

"Ruins. The tavern keeper replied without looking up.

He immediately fell into his memory: "It used to be the most prosperous place in the city of plenty, with two commercial streets running through the city, and many shops, which could bring more than two thousand gold coins in taxes to the lord's palace every year......

Two thousand gold coins?Reynard couldn't help but grow his mouth, which was worth ten years of Duncan family's total taxes.

The tavern keeper sighed as he wiped his glass: "After the catastrophe came, the prosperous city of abundance was destroyed by three-quarters, and the population was drastically reduced by half, and now you only see the rebuilt city of abundance. ”

"Rebuild?" Cliffor sneered, "If you want to restore the old ways, I'm afraid it won't be possible for more than 100 years." ”

Cleaver's words made the tavernkeeper look displeased, and he said to Renard, "Don't talk to him, his mind has become a little abnormal since his son's death. ”

Renard asked thoughtfully, tentatively, "Because of the demonic plague?"

The tavernkeeper nodded in acquiescence, looking at Clifford with pity in his eyes.

Renard's doubts in his heart were not dispelled, and he asked again: "What exactly does the demon plague mean?"

The tavern owner was suddenly covered with black lines, and he looked suspicious: "You really don't know about the Demon Calamity, or are you deliberately playing tricks on me?"

According to his understanding, that may be something that everyone in the kingdom should know.

Renard replied honestly: "I am from Saint-Brieuc Castle, where the people are very shy about the Devil's Plague, and never even dare to mention the word Devil's Plague."

When the tavern owner heard this, he suddenly realized it, and immediately sighed and shook his head: "It's no wonder that you are from a barren land. ”

Immediately afterward, he began to recount in detail the catastrophe that nearly destroyed the kingdom of Arthur more than twenty years ago: "I remember that it was twenty-four years ago......"

The so-called demonic calamity is actually a demon from the abyss who descends on the northern continent through some way and slaughters the aborigines.

Renard was stunned for a moment, but fortunately, he had read a lot of novels about this and could understand a little.

After a long time, he woke up from the world-destroying catastrophe and asked, "You said that the demonic plague broke out in the barren land?"

"To be precise, the eruption centered on the Ambrizette Mountains. The tavernkeeper corrected, then added, "Not only in the Ambrizette Mountains, but also in many parts of Arthur's kingdom. ”

"Not only the Kingdom of Arthur has a demonic plague, but also a demonic plague has occurred in the surrounding countries. Perhaps it was the topic that brought back some memories too easily, and the old man sitting next to Renard suddenly joined in the small talk: "There are even two principalities that have fallen because of this. ”

Renard turned his head in surprise, with the strength of his beginner swordsman, he didn't know when there was an extra person next to him, was he too fascinated by the story just now?

He shook his head secretly and greeted him with kindness: "Good evening, sir." ”

"Good evening, lad. The old man smiled kindly and asked in a gentle tone, "Do you want to know about other versions of the story of the Demon Calamity?"

Renard hesitated slightly, and then said politely, "If you have time." ”

The old man showed an undeniable expression: "If you can invite me to drink two glasses, I will sue you something that others don't know." ”

Renard was naturally very happy, but before he could speak, a discordant voice came: "So it's mysterious." ”

In front of the round table not far away, several gorgeously dressed gentlemen raised their chins arrogantly, and said solemnly: "Old man, if it's hearsay, don't show it off." ”

The old man raised his eyebrows, turned to look in the direction where the voice came from, and saw that it was a few gentlemen, and suddenly showed a warm smile: "I, Stanley Snow, I should know more things than the women you have slept with, soft-footed shrimp." ”

The old man's counterattack was very powerful, and everyone in the tavern burst into laughter.

However, there were a few people who couldn't laugh at all, and Henry, the tavern owner, was one of them, and he asked with a stern expression, "Are you Mr. Stanley, the lord's honored guest?"

The old man turned his head with a smile and said in an affirmative tone, "It's like a fake." ”

The laughter around made several gentlemen embarrassed, and they even ignored the old man's self-report, and picked up a stool and a wine bottle, as if they wanted to teach each other a lesson.

"You all get out of here. Before they could get closer, the tavernkeeper issued a warning: "Don't come to my tavern again." ”

The cold tone made several gentlemen stunned in place, although they didn't know what the other party was crazy about, but their legs really couldn't move.

Colliver tried to open his eyes, turned his head to look at a few people, and said with a smile that was enough to scare them: "Mr. Stanley is the vice president of the Southern Branch of the Honeysuckle Chamber of Commerce, don't you dare to be presumptuous with him?"

Suddenly, not only a few gentlemen, but even Renard's expression was a little sluggish.

The name of the Honeysuckle Chamber of Commerce is known to everyone in the Arthurian Kingdom, because it is the Royal Chamber of Commerce.

The surroundings were quiet and terrible, and the old man named Stanley seemed calm, and he said lightly: "Don't frighten the children, drag them out and break their legs casually." ”

Break your legs casually? Reynard looked at the other party's indifferent expression, and only felt a chill all over his body, this wave of pretending to be real.

As soon as the words fell, several plainly dressed men walked out of the corner, ignoring the threats and scolding of several gentlemen, and carried them out one by one.

The screams sounded, Renard only felt the roots of his teeth tingling, and he could break two legs when he opened his mouth, this is the kind old man who chatted with him just now?