The town of Rolle has been on the eastern shore of Misty Island for some time, even longer than Twilight, after all, the city of adventurers on the eastern plains of Okazawa is only fifteen years old, and the town built on the bay of the island is almost sixty years old.

Or maybe fifty? Or a little older, seventy?

The locals don't know what the town looked like about 60 years ago, and that the name of the town is in honor of the navigator who gave birth to the place at the time, Raul Florante, a great explorer destined to leave his name in the history of the Emerald Bay.

Legend has it that he was the captain of a ship and led a group of adventurers from the docks in the Holm region to explore the end of the sea westward, but was attacked by a group of human pirates during the voyage, and a fierce naval battle and a sudden storm sent the surviving crew and pirates to the island shrouded in thick fog.

Broken ships, desolate islands, two rival groups that have just experienced a battle – but that's not the end of the drama, it's the elevation of the legend.

Rohr's extraordinary charisma prompts the crew and the pirate to reconcile, and the two sides who once fought each other become companions in an unfamiliar environment. Under the leadership and command of Rohr, they explored the mysterious island, using the materials on the ship and the resources on the island to make new tools, logging, hunting, fishing, drawing maps, building houses, and finally built the town on the island, and in the following time, several new ships were built to bring the news back to the mainland coast of Emerald Bay, making the town of Rohr a transit point for many adventurers who explore the sea and traders who purchase seafood goods in this era.

Travelers from outside can rest here, replenish their travel supplies, and spend a pleasant time in the town's most famous tavern, the "Seven-clawed Octopus", just like the Thorn Squad sitting around a large table in the tavern, Belinise obediently shakes the double ponytails on both sides of her blonde hair, holds a glass of hot milk in her little hands, and looks at the young man who tells her these stories with fascinate eyes, and sighs: "Wow, it turns out that Misty Island and Rohr Town still have such an interesting past?" ”

The little girl's eyes sparkled with curiosity, like an innocent child touched by a fairy tale at the bedside, and the dwarf's curiosity about the unknown blinked in her eyes.

She was like a cute kitten, and the afternoon sun slanted in through the tavern window, covering her blonde hair with a faint glow.

Urs sat on the left side of the little girl's left side, the gray-black cloak of shadow scales covering the imprint pattern on the young man's neck, so as to prevent the sensitive symbol from causing him unnecessary trouble—as for the fact that he did not choose to remove the imprint of the shackle emblem directly from the skin on the side of his neck, the key to the problem was not that he was afraid of pain, but that he knew that he would return to the Golden Oriole Empire one day.

But not to run back and continue to play a slave with the title of knight, but to interfere with the future plot, about the sunset chapter that began at the end of the Year of the Candlelight, especially the war in which Byron Tas's army of the undead attacked the Winter Fortress and invaded the Northlands.

The black-haired young man knew that a slave knight who removed the brand pattern without permission would be sentenced to death by the laws of the Empire. But then again, the strange title of Slave Knight is not entirely negative, after all, such a special status can sometimes be used to prove that he is a "spy" under the command of a noble lord, and if used properly, it will be very convenient in some gray areas of legal ambiguity.

So he decided to keep the symbol around his neck for the time being. The so-called debt is not worried, anyway, the charm of seven points is low enough, he doesn't expect strangers who have never heard of him to have much of a good impression of him at first sight in his life, and the negotiation with the tavern owner before arranged for Xia to represent the team to go to the bar in the lobby on the first floor......

The silver-haired wolf-eared girl was sitting beside the young man in a dignified manner, with a shallow smile and eyes like amber quietly watching him reach out and grab the small wooden barrel wine glass on the table, raise her head and take a sip, and then continue to the dwarf girl sitting next to her: "Not only Rohr Town and Misty Island, this 'Seven-clawed Octopus' actually has a background about the name of the store, do you want to hear it?" ”

"Of course, Brother Urs, of course I want to hear it!" The little dwarf girl's eyes widened with interest and nodded like garlic, "But where did you know so many stories?" Have you been to this island before? ”

Urs smiled meaningfully, just like the way a mage friend he knew in his previous life responded to NPC queries when dealing with some adventurous quests - it didn't need to be explained in words, it was purely the erudition and mystery of the mage......

Although he is not a mage, who has stipulated that the slave knights of the empire cannot know so much?

The use of identity and background can be used at any time, as long as the environment and atmosphere are just right.

Thea looked at Urs, of course she knew in her heart that the young man had definitely not been to Misty Island in the past, but she was also accustomed to Urs's various "abnormal" behaviors.

The maiden tries to understand the young man, trusts him unconditionally, and waits patiently for him to pick a time that he thinks is right to share and communicate with her the greatest secret in his heart......

Stone Fist does not drink alcohol, and at this time he stays in the upstairs room and practices a practice called meditation. Dorothy, on the other hand, found an excuse to hide in her room and didn't know what she was doing.

Koto snorted drunkenly on the wooden table, the jolt of the ship did not stun the dwarven warrior who had fainted the carriage on the mountain roads of the Coppercrown Mine, but his alcohol was not as bold as his rough appearance, and everyone in the team actually knew that he had been drunk many times in Twilight, but fortunately he did not have the bad habit of getting drunk.

The dwarf's snoring caused a hint of unhappiness in the strings. The style of the jay's performance is as haughty as her character, and the Drow poet Miss Far from the Shadows used her talent to squeeze out the place that belonged to another bard soon after the group entered the tavern.

The contest between the poets is often reflected in the status of the tavern, they take turns playing, and the guests in the tavern are intoxicated by the sound of her lyre, so she has won the right to use this "stage" from the tavern poet whom she defeated today.

The hood of the black robe concealed her dark purple eyes and elven pointed ears on either side of her white hair, and her crow-like hoarse throat prevented her from singing any graceful poetry, but her superb performance skills made her sit on a stool in the corner with one slender leg crossed and conquer the ears of the listeners once again with the lute in her arms.

She once said that she liked the feeling, the artistic conquest that gave her a spiritual satisfaction to her unusual and high-profile desires.

The strings of the lute staccato were momentarily interrupted by the sound of a snoring, and then continued to enchant the halls of the tavern, listening to the sound of the tide of the sea evoking the resonance of the locals, from which even the unskilled drinker could subconsciously follow a beautiful melody.

Urs glanced at the dwarf, who was already completely drunk, and couldn't help but smile helplessly when he heard the staccato in the sound of the piano, then looked back at the wolf-eared girl sitting beside him, shrugged his shoulders, and then told the curious little dwarf girl the background of the tavern's name based on the memory of the previous life:

"Well, as for the origin of the name seven-clawed octopus, the first owner of this tavern was once an adventurous navigator, and he once encountered a huge eight-clawed octopus monster at sea, and then wielded a long sword in a dangerous battle to cut off one of the tentacles of the sea monster."

"That must be very exciting!" The little girl held the milk cup in her hand to her mouth, blinked her eyelids and took a sip, "What about after that?" Did he defeat the sea monster? ”

"Of course, he fought off the sea monster, and with the news of the severed tentacles and the discovery of new seas, he opened the tavern after his retirement, honoring and showing off his youthful exploits with the name of the shop." As the young man spoke, he put down his glass and stood up from his seat, "As for the rest of the story, you can go to the bar and ask the current owner." Take out a few copper coins and order an extra drink, and the people who do business will not be stingy with the rumors and rumors on their lips. ”

When the words fell, he smiled and pointed to the front desk of the tavern for the little girl, and then went around to the other side of the wooden table and bent down to pick up the drunken dwarf, intending to carry the latter up to the lodging room on the second floor, and then take advantage of the rest of the town to go to the town shop to buy and replenish some adventure and travel supplies.

After tonight, he planned to lead the group on their current journey, leaving the town of Rolle to explore and move forward into the depths of the fog, hoping to find the Sage of the Grey Court who was living in seclusion on the island as soon as possible......