Suddenly opening his eyes, Bibo found himself lying in a small tent, his body had occupied most of the place, the tent's simple and thin appearance seemed to bring only some shade, there was a bulging backpack and some scattered parchment rolls and books in the corner, Bibo felt sore, and after struggling to sit up, he remembered what had happened during the night, the cold river blurred his consciousness, and his arm cut by the stone tip had been well bandaged. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Young man, are you awake?" An old, muffled voice came from outside the tent.

Bibo quickly got up, the cloth bag and cloak were gone, the short jacket and trousers on his body had become dry, and when he stepped out of the tent, Bibo saw an old man with a wrinkled face but a shimmering spirit, a gray robe clean and neat, he was leaning against the trunk of a red mahogany tree, and next to him lay a cane as gray as his hair.

"Did you sleep well?" The old man looked at Bibo with a smile, "If it weren't for the red eyes of the jackal monster that attracted me last night, you might have drifted down the river to the southern seashore by now." ”

"Thank you for reaching out, did you see Sam? The guy with me ......" asked, but Bibo wasn't very worried about Sam.

"That fat boy blames himself for your disappearance, and everyone in the town is talking about you......" The old man set up a pot and set up the firewood, "It's not too late, and the sun is just right, come on, child, the god of light will give us a leisurely afternoon tea ......"

"But you're not from Casvo, I've never seen ...... once," Bibo stared at the smiling old man suspiciously, his long pipe bursting with a puff of pale blue smoke.

"Ah, I'm just a traveler," the old man got up and walked into the tent, took out two glass bottles from his backpack, poured the pale green liquid into the pot, and added some powdered stuff to it.

"I follow in the footsteps of the god of light,

Walk through every corner of the continent of Lanos,

From the frozen coast in the north to the Prancing Horse steppe in the west,

Listen to the legends of the elves in the Whispering Forest, taste the dwarven spirits in the northern tunnels,

I have left my years behind the daily highway to the capital city of Atlasia

I have looked to distant places like you

I'm in the Blade of Lannoth, and you're at the peak of power......"

Like reciting a psalm, after the old man finished the last sentence, he took Bibo and sat down around the pot, like a light cough, the old man's palm ignited a flame, and with a flick of his fingers, the wood began to crackle.

"You're a magician! Oh my god, I've only heard about it in the taverns in the town......" Bibo was amazed, in addition to the heavy work and boring workouts, he was also obsessed with the legends of swords and sorcery like the other young people in the town, and on the night of Midsummer, every city, castle, and tavern in every town on the continent would have bards singing magical tales, battles, adventures, treasures, heroes, dragons......

Bibo had never met a magician, and as a miner in the small town of Casvo, he knew that there were traces of magicians in every city on the continent, and there was even a tall tower in the capital, the Kingdom Mage Guild, "Magicians use the power of nature to serve the armies of kings and lords, and I, just an old man who travels...... Let's talk about Bibo, who wants to be a great warrior, I think an old guy should still be able to give you some advice, you can call me Taiban. ”

"Yes, how do you know......" Bibo took a bowl of pale green paste from Taiban, and the scent similar to that of Ono plum immediately entered his nostrils.

"Well, I'm too old to have much energy, and this little guy sometimes brings me some news," said Tayban, scattering some bread crumbs at the roots of the tree, and soon a gray squirrel began to feast on its own meal. In Bibo's surprised eyes, the old man took out a large tray and put a large piece of wheat biscuits sprinkled with raisins, "The little one said that you live in a dilapidated wooden house, and in addition to exercising, you like to read and count money, and your money bag is hidden in the cracks of a rotten wardrobe......"

"You can't do that!" Bibo protested.

"Oh, I apologize to you, young man," the old man said, taking out a knife, "let's talk about what interests you." ”

"This is our homeland," the old man pointed to the round wheat biscuit with a knife, "and the gods of the gods are like cooks, making one delicious biscuit after another, and our ancestors lived on such a large piece of biscuits—the continent of St. Dorman." ”

Bibo nodded, and the old miner who adopted Bibo not only left him a place to live, but also a few shabby books tied with thin hemp rope, and he also taught Bibo to read and write the lingua franca of the continent that seemed like a monster in Sam's eyes.

"Elves who believe in freedom and worship the goddess of the night, Texia, humans who believe in the light and believe in Athasia, the god of light, and Dwarves who believe in power and the power of the earth, Dorien, are scattered in the forests, plains, and mountains," said Tayban, poking his knife at the center of the cookie. "2,200 years ago, on the plain of Saint-Domain, the last of mankind, a great city was established, and the footprints of mankind spread all over the continent, and the kingdom of Walsende was glorious for a time......"

Bibo also knew about the legend of St. Dorman from the old books left by the old miners, and the humans began to be dissatisfied with farming and hunting, they began to go into the forests, began to go deep into the mountains, and had local friction with the elves and dwarves for resources. After about 300 years, the elves, humans, and dwarves all seemed to be bewitched, and they each mastered different magical powers, and the war began to escalate, and after another 100 years, it was rumored that the king of the Kingdom of Walsend listened to the advice of the demons, and the magicians summoned evil creatures to start forming an army, and before they could set off, the demons occupied the central city of the Kingdom of Walsend in the continent of St. Doman.

In the following 100 years, the three races began to join forces to fight against the evil legions of demons, and the blessings of the gods finally came, and the prophecy of the gods led mankind's most heroic warriors to find the Ring of Strength and the Flame Necklace, and summoned the sleeping red dragon Acridean, the elves found the Wind Horn and the Bracelet of Guardianship, summoned the green dragon Amorien, and the dwarves found the Helmet of Toughness and the armor of the Rock in the depths of the earth, and summoned the brown dragon Helveti.

The Battle of the Holy City broke out in the center of the world, and the armies of humans, elves, and dwarves led the battle between the dragons and the demon armies for a full 100 days and nights, and the magic finally upset the balance, the continent of St. Dorman fell apart, the center of the world sank into the sea, and the old era ended.

"We are like babies lying in the arms of the gods...... "Taiban used a knife to break the wheat cake into four pieces, "the top piece is the homeland of you and me, the kingdom of mankind, Lannos Continent, I am old, I will eat this piece, and the rest will be for you ......"

Bibo had already drunk the pale green viscous liquid, he couldn't wait to take the tray, and said while eating, "The continent of Esenwater on the left has dense forests and rivers, the elves are good at bowing and running under the protection of the green dragon Emerynn, they have long silver hair and dexterous bodies, and on the right is the Mirsa continent with rolling mountains and highlands, and the dwarves have established a huge underground kingdom...... Have you ever seen an elf? I heard that each of them has a beautiful face. ”

The gray squirrel that had eaten the breadcrumbs was gone, the sun had moved to the west of the Glen River, the sunlight was no longer so dazzling, and Taiban lit his pipe again, "1500 years ago, the kingdom of Lanos was established, and humans built the holy city of Athasia on the eastern coast of the continent, and the prosperity of trade and the advent of the Age of Discovery, so that the elves and dwarves also came to our continent, in the secret forest of the Lannos Blade, under the tunnels of the northern mountains, they are looking for the lost holy relics like us, and I have the honor to toast with them, But pretty faces mean little to the elderly. ”

Bibo remembered the history he had seen, the disintegrated continent was still roaming with all kinds of evil creatures, and Lenos I abandoned his surname in the old era, established a new tribe with the red dragon as his coat of arms, and led mankind to establish a new kingdom, and the sword and shield of the god of light sheltered the nascent continent of Rannos.

"Was the ancestor of Lannos I the human warrior who found the artifact and summoned the red dragon?" Bibo began to pick up the last piece of wheat cake.

"Yes, the great warriors disappeared after the war like the dragons, including the relics, but they left behind the legend that when the flames of midsummer light up the night sky in the south, the gods will summon the guardian dragons again, and a new era will come before the long night is over. For hundreds of years, humans, elves, and dwarves have searched for sacred relics, and evil creatures still roam every continent...... Including the last piece of wheat cake in your hand, the continent of the Ice Pole World in the south is still inaccessible, and there is news that the demon has retreated here. ”

After eating the wheat cake, Bibo felt full of power, like a clear stream of water rushing through his body, "The god of light bless you, young man," Taiban put away his pipe, "The gears of fate are always turning, Bibo, your temperament and talent will allow you to explore the secrets from the gods, and sometimes, many things seem to be arranged by the gods, just like my little one prefers to go to your cabin." ”

Thinking about the old man's words, Popor suddenly caught a glimpse of the silver ring on Taiban's finger, engraved with a small sword and shield, "Ah, are you a magician from the castle of Santeny?" Lord Tayban, we have something strange here...... "He remembered that the town lord would bring the castle's army, and the kingdom's magicians should have come to explore the place.

"No, no, I'm just an old man who travels around, and only occasionally brings some good and bad news to the kingdom" The old man also looked at him worriedly, "I checked the place where the accident happened, the three garrisons were obviously attacked by magic, but I didn't find any trace of anyone else nearby, but the monsters from the scorching desert seem to be more and more, and they seem to have become more intelligent than before, you know, since the end of the dragon war, these guys have basically no intelligence......"

"Come back to Casvo with me, if it's an attack, we need your help......" If it was an attack, Bibo knew that a few dozen garrisons and a few farmers and miners with forks would not be able to defend against the danger.

"Most of the old people don't like to be busy, I still like to stay in the wilderness, as far as I know, there are now 100 strong warriors, 80 pikemen, and a 20-man heavy cavalry in the town of Casvo, and they will set up a line tomorrow. Things should be under control, Bibo, and I'll guard the town of Casvo with your hands, and we'll all obey the call of fate. Taiban began to clean up the pots and trays, "Please don't tell anyone about my arrival, please!" This is your time, young man, and the light of glory will shine on those who fight for the faith, I am not a warrior, but if you want some fighting skills, you can find me at the Watchstone, well, I like the name you have given me. ”