Merlin was naturally ignorant of the riots in the castle, and he was visiting the world outside the castle at this time.

After descending from the hill where the castle was located, and following the path below, he admired the flowers and grass all the way, and it was not long before he reached a high ground, and in the distance, a majestic castle appeared in front of him.

"Well, it's a lot more spectacular than I thought, I thought I'd see a shabby town."

Merlin looked at the city of Cornwallis in front of him with some surprise, and couldn't believe the size of the city.

As a traverser, crossing into this other world where there is still a backward feudal empire, no matter what Merlin thinks, he actually has a faint sense of superiority in his bones.

It's not that he looks down on anyone, he just simply feels that his knowledge is much higher than that of most people in this era, even if he was just a common man in the original world, but the education he received in the past and the life he enjoyed may be incomparable to the princes and princesses of this world.

This is probably already a kind of arrogance, but Merlin doesn't think there is anything wrong with such arrogance, after all, is there anything wrong with being proud of his hometown and motherland?

However, now that small sense of superiority has dissipated a lot under the impact of this huge city, and he has to admit that this other world is not as poor and backward as he imagined before.

Although this huge city in front of him is far inferior to the first-tier cities that Merlin has seen in his previous life, it has at least the scale of a medium-sized second-tier city, this is not the era of advanced science and technology in the previous life, and the difficulty of building such a city in this era when imperialism still exists can be imagined.

The city is enveloped by towering walls, and the old bricks are covered with slashes and fires, showing that this is a city with a story.

There are many sentry posts on the city wall, and the city defense facilities are complete, but it seems that no one has used it for a long time and it looks a little dilapidated, and it should have been the gate of the city patrolled by elite soldiers, but now there are only a few old and weak soldiers left drinking and laughing and playing.

Well, after all, the empire has fallen, and it is not incomprehensible that this former capital is in decline.

To the east of the city, countless towering chimneys are aimed at the sky, and even though it is already night, there is still billowing smoke coming out, and the thick smoke turns into dark clouds that cover the sky of most of the city, making this already lonely city even more dark and decaying, like a dying patient crawling with old age spots.

"Huh, factory? Is it almost the era of the Industrial Revolution after the advent of the steam engine? ”

Merlin speculated in his heart about the background of this era, originally he thought that the era with supernatural creatures such as witches and demons should be set in the Middle Ages, but he never expected that it would be a modern society.

After a moment's thought, he stretched out his claws and grabbed a book of memories from the void called "History of the Hayward Empire", ready to learn about this era first.

In the darkness of the night, the illusory demon surrounded by black smoke walked into the city under the noses of the guards at the door while looking at the book.

Only the stone eyes of the two tall sword-raising statues on either side of the gate turned slightly, and then quickly returned to normal.

"Now, big brother, do you think these two broken statues have changed? I always feel a little different. ”

One of the soldiers guarding the city gate drunkenly walked towards the leader of the group.

The commander also raised his drunken eyes and glanced in the direction of the two statues, and he suddenly came to his senses with a quick wit on the battlefield, and assumed a posture of vigilance.

"Uh, hell, Lao Tzu actually regarded the two broken stones as a human."

After seeing clearly that there were only two statues in front of him, the commander let down his guard, touched his head in a bit of confusion, and muttered.

Obviously, he should have been a strong warrior in front of his perception just now, and the momentum he exuded was much more brave and fierce than the big knight master who took him to the battlefield back then.

"But the two stone piers do look like they've changed a bit, well, they seem to be standing straighter."

The Commander recalled in a trance the military parade more than ten years ago when His Majesty was still alive, and the statue's standing posture now gave him the same feeling as the army at that time.

He subconsciously folded his legs, raised his head and chest, his musket erected in front of his chest, stood straight, and then shook his head amusefully after a few seconds.

"The empire is dead, what do you want to do with this, it's better to drink, drink."

..............

"Is it still Christmas Day, such a coincidence."

After entering the city, Merlin couldn't help but be stunned when he looked at the gas lamps lit up all night on the roadside and the Christmas trees used for holiday decorations.

He soon realizes that today may be the Christmas Day of the Lord of the Torch in the Book of Memories of the original owner.

This god is also the common belief of all human beings on the entire continent, and is the supreme main god of the human god system.

Legend has it that in that chaotic era when there was only darkness, it was the first flame discovered by the Lord of the Torch, he held high the torch to guide the ancestors, and used the power of fire to continuously defeat those monsters who coveted human flesh and blood in the dark, and it was under his leadership that the human race gained the status of the overlord of the continent today.

In order to ensure the eternal glory of mankind, the great Lord of the Flame gave up his body and turned into a pure divinity that hung high in the sky as a scorching sun, dispelling the eternal night that had enveloped the entire world.

Wherever there is a fire, the eyes of the Lord will be upon you, and all evil will be hidden.

In order to verify the truth of the myth and legend, Merlin deliberately walked under a gas lamp, and then .....

His brow furrowed slightly.

In order to unravel the curse of the witch on his body, the original owner read a lot of occult books for this purpose, and Merlin's 90-year-old occultism came from this.

According to the original owner's understanding, although the firelight can indeed make all the monsters hidden in the darkness have nothing to hide, but the firelight generally refers to the holy fire in the temple of the Lord of the Fire, like the gas lamps on the street or the lights in the homes of ordinary residents, in fact, it is only useful for the lowest level of monsters, and it is completely ineffective for high-level monsters.

Especially for a demon like Merlin, who has the highest level of demon status, unless it is the highest holy flame lit by the chosen one of the Lord of the Flame, it is impossible for him to affect him at all.

However, at this time, under the light of the gas lamp, although it still seems empty to ordinary people, if you look closely, you will find a subtle shadow suddenly appearing in the light.

It was Merlin's shadow.

"Because it's Christmas Day, does the Lord of the Torch's divine power increase?"

Merlin guessed.

But he quickly shook his head.

"What do you want to do with this, I'm a law-abiding five-good demon, how can I be idle and have nothing to do with God, what does his divine power have to do with me, the salted fish demon king, I slipped away, let's continue to visit."

He continued his night tour, as he had seen the chimneys on the east side of the city, so Merlin decided to go there first.

"Alas, this is all the industrial revolution, it seems that the road to my farming protagonist is cold, it's really unfortunate."

He muttered as he walked.