It's a world that looks like the West in the Middle Ages. In a world full of Caucasians, the faces of the black-haired, black-eyed Asian race are unusually conspicuous. Its eye-catching degree is almost comparable to that of Zheng Ming, who has light blue skin.

If the Oriental faces of the two were just conspicuous, the vision above the heads of the two made Zheng Ming's pupils shrink suddenly, and his face was shocked.

I saw a line of text floating above the heads of the two people. The text is square and has a pale green sheen. Zheng Ming looked at it, and it was written "Innocent Little Yellow Duck" and "Abusive Big Black Chicken"!

"Are these kanji character IDs? Could it be that this world is also a game world like last time? Are they gamers too? ”

Since the last "Glory of Heroes" world, Zheng Ming has thought about the world he is in. At one point, he suspected that he didn't just borrow rebirth after death, but traveled into the game world.

However, the real sensory stimulation that is almost indistinguishable from reality, coupled with the fact that it has never met a player on the Starfall Continent again, has dispelled the doubts in its heart.

Even those extremely suspicious groups of people who fell from the sky have existed in the Starfall Continent for thousands of years. It is clear that it does not match the player's time, unless a player descended on the Starfall Continent thousands of years ago. But...... How is that possible?

"Could it be that you entered the game world through the black vortex?"

Just when Zheng Ming's thinking fell into confusion because of the words on the top of their heads, the tall fat man with the "innocent little yellow duck" on his head introduced himself to everyone.

"Hello everyone. My name is Pu Zheng. Simple simplicity, mountain contention. ”

A rich bass voice filled the banquet hall and attracted everyone's attention.

Zheng Ming listened to the pure Chinese pronunciation of the other party's words, looked at the people around him with normal faces, and his heart flashed, and finally discovered where this strange and awkward feeling came from.

It's all because it's clear that the other party speaks Chinese like himself, but the people around him seem to understand. They behave normally, but that's what makes the anomaly come in.

"I am gifted because of spiritual communication, which allows me to receive and transmit ideas directly, regardless of words. And so are they? ”

Thinking of this, it poked Arthur on the side and asked in a low voice, "Hey, can you understand what he said?" Look at the top of his head. It's strange that there is a line of green words on the top. ”

"He speaks standard Celtic, huh? How could we not understand? ”

"What do you say? Where are the green letters? Did you drink too much? ”

Arthur, who was full of inexplicability, and Gwyna, who directly ridiculed, made Zheng Ming's eyes flash. The reaction of the two just confirmed Zheng Ming's doubts.

That's right. If others could see the words as they were, how could it be that no one of them was acting abnormal?

"Hahaha, maybe I'm dazzled. I think everyone looks like they have a green light on their heads now. ”

Hearing Zheng Ming's dry smile and confusion, Arthur and Gwenna didn't pay attention to each other.

The three of them spoke in a low voice, and the short and thin man with the "big black chicken" on his head also finished introducing himself. The man has a name full of slots, and his name is Hao Meng.

It seemed that he himself was a little ashamed to speak, only to see him use that hoarse voice, say something dryly, and then close his mouth.

Pu Zheng on the side took over the conversation.

"We come from the far east. He's a sorcerer, like your mages here. As for me, I should be considered a mage, right? ”

A red-haired young man with the emblem of the Thorns clan asked in a loud voice, "Are you human?" ”

"Nonsense! What else could it be if it wasn't human? Oh, sorry for the faux pas. ”

After Pu Zheng replied with a smile to the question of the aristocratic youth, he glanced around at everyone present and said.

"Any questions?"

Seeing that the atmosphere became awkward and silent because of Park Zheng's words, Lancelot stood up at the right time.

"Ding~Ding~Ding~"

The crisp and pleasant sound of silverware tapping attracted everyone's attention, and Lancelot cleared his throat and said loudly: "After a brief introduction to yourself, I believe everyone has a basic understanding of these two. The important piece of information I want to tell you today is what they brought. ”

"It's been a long time and I haven't talked about the point, what kind of information is it? Don't beat around the bush. ”

Lamblot was interrupted by a burly brown-haired man. His rough skin and tanned complexion make it impossible to tell his exact age. Judging from the other party's dress alone, he didn't look like a nobleman who went in and out of such a banquet, but more like a poor adventurer who drank inferior wine and sold wine loudly in a tavern on the street.

At this time, because of his shouting, everyone turned their eyes to him, and it seemed that he was even more out of place here.

Lancelot, who was interrupted by rude shouting, did not show a trace of resentment, but smiled at the man with grace and patiently explained.

"You're right. Fitz, I was negligent. Then I won't be verbose anymore, and I'm sure everyone is impatient to wait. Let's get straight to the point. After speaking, Lancelot looked at Pu Zheng and Hao Meng.

Everyone followed Lancelot's line of sight, only to see Hao Meng nodding at Lancelot and then stepping out of the crowd and taking out a spherical metal ball from his arms.

He didn't see him do anything, the metal ball broke out of his palm and spun in mid-air. I saw rays of light shoot out from the gap in the metal balls and spread all over the stage, and then these rays converged and rippled like a curtain of water. When the fluctuations gradually dissipated, a lifelike holographic projection suddenly appeared on the stage.

"What kind of spell is this? He's a mage? ”

"No, it's not a spell. Wizard, he must be a wizard. ”

"Is this a mysterious force from the East?"

Exclamations continued to sound from the surroundings, Zheng Ming glanced at the aristocrats who were making a fuss, and secretly complained in his heart: "Isn't this TM a video recorder?" Although it can project a holographic picture、Although it looks a little mechanical cool。 But this is a video recorder, right? ”

At this moment, a calm and calm voice sounded in the crowd.

"That's not the point. Look! Aren't they Dorn? ”

At this time, a group of people in leather clothes are encamped. From the other party's brown-black hair color, yellowish black eyes, and bronzed skin, it can be seen that they are not of the same race as the people here.

"What? It's really a Dorn. Are they going to provoke war again? ”

"It's time to come. It's been nearly a decade since the last war, and they should be impatient. ”

Seeing that the aristocratic young talents who claimed to be knights around them showed shocked expressions because of a name, and those old people continued to sigh, Zheng Ming looked at the two people on the side suspiciously.

It was only at this time that Zheng Ming noticed that Gwyna's face beside him was not normal. When did Gwynna, who is usually lively and heartless, show such a look? Is it lonely? Is it fear? Or hatred? Zheng Ming couldn't tell the difference.

Arthur on the side seemed to see Zheng Ming's doubts, pulled it aside and explained in a whisper. Hearing his brief explanation, Zheng Ming was able to understand the situation.

It turns out that the Dornish are the title given here for a nomadic people. These nomads live in no fixed place and are often on the move. However, they are all brave and good at fighting, and they have their own dynasty. They often waged war against the kingdoms they passed through, plundering supplies. The most recent one took place a decade ago, when an all-out war broke out with the powerful Celtic kingdom. Eventually, the blood flowed, and the Celtic kingdom has since collapsed and weakened, becoming the weakest existence among the nearby kingdoms.

"Gwynna's father, the Grand Prince who was supposed to inherit the kingdom, was mortally wounded in the battle that finally repelled the Dorn, and died when he returned to the royal capital."

Arthur was still whispering the reason for Gwynna's mood change. Zheng Ming nodded knowingly, and looked at Gwena again. found that at this time, the other party had already reined in his previous vulnerability, and raised his hand to look at Lancelot with an expressionless face.

"Is that the important information you're talking about? What did you want to do when you invited us over? It is a place where all the famous swordsmen, knights, and adventurers of the royal capital gather. Everyone has a skill. Are you in a hurry to eradicate the Dornish? ”

Clearly, Gwenna asked the hearts of many of the people present. Not to mention the aristocratic young talents who had cultivated a keen sense of smell under the influence of their families since childhood, even those uneducated and seemingly reckless and ignorant civilian adventurers all looked at Lancelot with flashing eyes, eager to prick up their ears.

Located at the center of everyone's attention, Lancelot didn't show the slightest bit of stage fright. He didn't seem to realize that his every move at this time was affecting the nerves of everyone present, only to see him pick up the crystal glass containing bright red wine and take a sip gently, pick up the snow-white napkin and wipe the corners of his mouth with grace, then he chuckled and said, "Yes and no." I do want to eradicate this small tribe of Dorn. But that's not my ultimate goal. ”

"And what exactly is your goal?"

Seeing that the people below were faintly beginning to show impatience, and some of the short-tempered people kept shouting and asking, Lancelot nodded with satisfaction and decided to drop the bombshell. I saw him stretch out his hand and press it, signaling everyone to calm down for a while, and then asked aloud: "I don't know if you have heard of the legend of the golden scabbard?" ”

The scene suddenly fell silent, and everyone looked at each other in disdain, and then looked at Lancelot, who had a strange smile and a feverish look in his eyes.

"That's right! It's the golden scabbard. Legend has it that the most powerful dragon knight is a scabbard tailored for the dragon's spine sword in conjunction with the dragon god. ”

Under Lancelot's aria, the crowd was in an uproar, and the scene got out of control again.