Nolan, the underground city of the dwarves.

When Nogus arrived at Nolan through the portal of the Evil Karma, he saw an attendant at the exit.

The squire enthusiastically motioned for Nogs to sit on a magic machine made of steel.

Nogs had heard of this kind of thing, and humans named it the 'magic car', which was said to be a hundred times faster than a horse, and its staying power was far greater than that of a horse.

But in the harsh terrain environment of the Frost Plains, the speed of this magic machine is not to mention that it exceeds that of horses, and it is still a question whether it can maintain its operation.

So Nogs has always been a little dismissive of what humans have created.

The demon's teleportation ability could not be used on the surface of Nolan, and due to his hurry, Nogs had to take a Chaos Demon guard and the spellcaster into the magic guide car.

The attendant driving the cart headed for the road above Nolan, and had just reached the exit to the surface of Nolan.

"Stop!"

Nogs made a noise for the squire to park the wizard car on the side of the road, then pushed the door open and stepped out of the wizard cart.

"What's wrong with His Highness Noggs?"

This squire was a demon under the Black Dove, so he looked a little trembling when he greeted Noggs.

"This is the surface of the human world?"

Nogs rubbed his eyebrows, he was injured and his body was relatively weak, and a dizzy feeling of nausea came to him after sitting on the magic car.

It made him very uncomfortable.

"Yes, His Highness Noggs." The squire said, "I can be your guide." ”

"Leave this magic machine alone, just walk."

Nogs gave another order directly.

He rode a war horse on the battlefield for thousands of miles without feeling any discomfort, but with his superb riding skills, he couldn't cope with this magic guide machine... This frustrated Noggs a bit.

"General Noggs, this should be the exit to Squirrel Street, and at the end of this street there is a post station, where you should have the horses you want."

The blue-clad man, who was following the group as a captive, said suddenly.

The squire heard the Blue Man and was about to speak, but closed his mouth as Nogus was about to speak.

"You are one of the rulers of the city, and you must be familiar with the city."

Nogus finally remembered that his captive was one of the city's Seven Sages, and if he appeared on the streets of Nolan in handcuffs, it could cause chaos.

"I've been away from this city for a long time, but I've watched it grow from a village to this glorious city, and I think... There should be some changes over the years. The man in blue glanced at the magic guide and said, "But I am still competent as a guide." ”

The ruler of Nolan? Hearing this adjective from Noggs, the demon attendant didn't dare to speak.

So after they finished discussing, the attendant only dared to cautiously follow behind this group of powerhouse-level figures.

"Squirrel Street is the most marginal street in Nolan, and the street where all the shady things of Nolan are gathered, but these dangers should be nothing to you, General Noggs."

The Man in Blue stepped up the steps to Nolan's surface, and when he saw the sun shining into his eyes, he was about to exclaim, 'I'm back, Nolan.' ' time.

What caught his eye was not the dilapidated and impoverished Squirrel Street in his impression, but a moving painting.

The huge painting hung on the walls of the house, and an elf with short blond hair was inside the frame, placing his hat on his head with an elegant motion.

'Lanzes Dress, the most stunning choice for late autumn dressing. ’

The man in blue remembers the name of this clothing shop, and it can be said that it is the largest clothing shop in Nolan.

But why is there a painting hanging outside, and there is an elf in the painting wearing clothes and posing some... Looks good?

The next second the elf in the painting vanished, replaced by a dimly lit tavern, where a diminutive man was battling power with a giant troll.

The man was obviously overwhelmed by the troll's oppression, and when the man failed to fall to the ground for the first time, and the troll trumpeted on his chest in demonstration, he took out a bottle of potion and drank it.

In the next second, the muscles on the man's body skyrocketed, pushing the troll directly to the wall of the tavern.

'Dolinko Power Elixir, so that you have the power of a troll, the orange flavor is on the market at the same time, and excessive consumption is harmful to your health. ’

The man in blue rubbed his eyebrows, Dorinko he also knew, one of the well-known alchemists of Nolan's older generation.

"This is the most marginal place in Nolan?"

Nogus also came to the street of Nolan Ground, and the first feeling of standing on the street was that the word 'bustling' came from the pavement.

On this street, you can see almost all the 'civilized creatures', whether they are humans or orcs, dwarves and goblins.

"No... Squirrel Street wasn't like that before. The man in blue covered his forehead and looked at the buildings around him, the posters and recruitments hanging on the buildings made him feel that his two eyes were not enough.

He'd seen how Nolan would change over the years, but... It's a bit of a sea change, it's like a different city...... No, it's a different world!

"Where's the station?"

Nogs is also a person who has used magic nets, and he has seen these posters and posters on the streets of Nolan on the spellcaster forum for a long time, so he is much calmer than the blue-clad one.

"Please go this way."

Thankfully, the man in blue was that although the scenery on the street had become unrecognizable to him, the buildings around the street were the same as they had been back then, and the man in blue could vaguely recognize some of them.

The man in blue took Nogus all the way to the most deserted post station in his perception of Nolan, but he didn't know when there was a square in front of the post station.

There are also large crowds here, and the depressed shops in the memories of the blue-clad have reopened, and the whole square is bustling like the center of Nolan.

What the blue-clad man cared about the most was the statue of a hound, with a large number of bouquets placed under the statue, and passers-by would hold the bouquets under the statue from time to time, and some people would hold strange magic machinery and emit bursts of light at the hound.

What are they commemorating?

The Man in Blue searched for memories in his mind, only to find that there were no hounds worth remembering in Nolan's history.

But it's a statue and a flower, and no matter how you look at it, there was once a hound here who did some kind of feat and then died.

He wasn't in Nolan's time... What really happened to Nolan?

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