The tombstones disappeared, the tide of corpses receded, and nothing seemed to have changed much except for the devastation on the walls of Fengshui Town.

Ulang was grateful for what Wen Wen and Davion had done, but the Dragon Knight didn't seem to be very interested in any of this, and barely stopped for long, intending to leave Fengshui Town directly.

Ulang originally planned to express his gratitude to the two of them on behalf of the people of Fengshui Town, but Gentle was not such a serious person, and Davian didn't mean to do so, so the two of them politely rejected Ulang's decision together.

Wen Wen originally planned to wait in Fengshui Town to see if the three of Aiyusha would come back, but they waited for nearly half a day, and the "spiritual imprint" between Aiyusha and Aiyusha did not fluctuate in the slightest, and in desperation, Wen Wen could only follow the direction of the three girls and chase them out of the city.

"Sir, where are you going?" When he left Fengshui Town gently, the dragon knight didn't say hello and followed on his own, "I'm going to find the companions who left the city before the battle began." ”

"It's okay, I don't have a destination in the first place." Davian's answer made the gentle second monk a little confused, "It's a pure coincidence that I will appear in Fengshui Town...... Then again, a gentle young boy, your left eye seems to have a lot of origins, huh? ”

"Lord Sir is as wise as a torch." Nodding gently, he replied quietly, "Sentry Eye." ”

"No wonder...... You are so young, but you have such a strong mental power. Davion nodded, riding a tall horse he had purchased from Fengshui Town, and walked slowly and slowly with Gentle, "You seemed to be interested in the fact that I could fight as a dragon in battle...... But in reality, it's not something to be commended. ”

"Such a powerful force that anyone would envy." Wen Wen smiled and shook his head, and said slowly, "I've always wanted to be stronger, but I seem to have been stuck in this stage for a long time, it's not that I'm not motivated...... There's really too much to do at hand, and it's really too busy. ”

"When you say that, I should envy you." Davion carried his red shield on his back and pulled the reins of his horse in his hand and whispered, "Since I left the Holy Knights of Ursorian, I haven't been busy...... Speaking of which, I really don't have much to do other than search for evil dragons all over the continent. ”

Because of the existence of the "Soul Imprint", Wen Wen could clearly feel the sweet breath of Xiao Meilu's body on the road, and he was not afraid that he would lose his way, so he naturally put more thoughts on the powerful companion beside him: "Holy Knights of Ursorian? What kind of organization is that? ”

"Interested in hearing my story?"

Davion's voice was a little low, a little lonely.

"If Lord Sir is willing to speak."

With a sigh, the tall man in red armor slowly began his story.

"I've killed a lot of dragons, even though they don't deserve to die."

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"Davion, report to you."

The young knight looked at the chief knight in front of him and whispered his name, while on the other side, the chief knight looked at him silently and did not say a word.

It felt as if the name "Davian" would be engraved on the tombstone tomorrow.

"You can't conquer the dragon clan without conquering yourself first, be cautious in your words and deeds, and be loyal to your duties." After examining it for a long time, the knight with a serious expression finally nodded at the young knight in front of him, "From today...... You are a member of the Holy Order of Ursorian. ”

Davion was not a Sir at that time, he had never seen a dragon, nor had he slaughtered a dragon, or even ...... None of them had experience in fighting with swords.

But that was decades ago, and even the Dragon Knight himself was about to lose sight of those trance-like years, but he still remembered that he was just a rookie at that time, and he couldn't hold a sword steadily, let alone slay dragons.

And now......

Those are legends.

The Holy Knights of Usorean no longer exist, this ancient and powerful dragon hunting band is not even known, and the temples of the dragon knights have long since taken on a light white.

The years have left indelible traces on him.

He remembered the first dragon he had ever killed, a real Scarlet Wyvern, small but ferocious.

Spouting fiery dragon breath and swinging its sharp claws, the manic scarlet wyvern had killed six of his companions before Davion's blade stabbed its throat.

At that time, the living continent was far more peaceful than it is now, perhaps because there were common enemies, everyone was brothers in the dragon hunting operation, and the team that Davion assisted in the battle was the dragon hunting team from the court of Ozer King, and it was at that time that Davian realized that ordinary attack magic was not of much use to these large lizards that were almost magically immune.

Otherwise, the magicians of the six dragon hunting warbands would not have waited for death at the first time they were attacked.

Luckily, the Holy Knights of Ursorian had one of the best supplies for battle at the time, and the blades forged by thousands of hammers could easily tear through the dragons' steely scales and cut through their roots-like flesh.

"Die! You damned demon! You and the rest of your kind! It's all the same damn it! ”

The "evildoer" scarlet wyvern died with little extra dying throes, and the young dragon knight was very excited, but at the same time he knew it very well......

Although this was the first dragon he had killed, it would definitely not be the last.

Davion had never seen a dragon before joining the Holy Order of Ursorian, let alone what had caused him to hate it, and for him at that time, it was all ...... It seems to be nothing more than a mission.

In the prestigious Holy Knights of Ursorian, an existence like Davion is simply a real outlier.

To Davion's comrades, all the dragons in the world are evil and damned.

Killing a dragon is killing, killing a hundred is also killing, and these monsters are no different from other beasts in the eyes of the knights, perhaps only because they are larger, their claws sharper, and they can breathe fire.