"Favenir is a noble and profound dragon, intelligent, powerful, kind, and by no means an idiot who can only babble nonsense and smell of sulfur in his mouth, and can only eat people and sleep on gold coins, if a dragon like Favenir had only such a small IQ, then the dragon would have been destroyed countless times in the tide of time."

"However, it is true that he destroyed a country, because the princess of that country stole a descendant of Fafnir, a dragon egg. Then, in a fit of rage, Fafnir caught up with the princess and destroyed one of the cities where she lived. ”

Hearing this, another child stood up, pointed to the bard's face and shouted, "You still say that Fafnir is a good dragon, he has destroyed a city, and killed an unknown number of people." ”

"Then let me ask you, if you had a pit in front of you and you found it, what would you do?"

"Then you don't need to ask, of course it's going around." The children who stood up said triumphantly, as if to prove that Fafnir was a bad dragon and that it was their victory.

"Yes, of course normal people go around, but there are some idiots, not only don't go around, but they have to pull others down after they fall, and that princess is such a person."

"Huh?"

"The dragon is not wrong, it's just the princess who is wrong, it's a big pit for you to steal the dragon's eggs, everyone knows that in this case you walked around, but the princess insisted on jumping down, and pulled a city of people in, you say, whose fault is this."

"Woo woo~~ This, how can this be the same, Fafnier killed so many people......" The children were still not convinced.

The bard looked at these children whose thinking was still in the childish link and smiled helplessly, there are some things they don't understand, the ups and downs of the world, who knows?

"Yes, this is a pit, the big pit dug by the brainless princess, for a damn dragon egg pulled down a city for her burial, the princess knows the consequences, just like you know that there are man-eating tigers in the back mountains, as long as you don't go to the back mountains, then you won't be eaten, but you just went, you were eaten by the tiger, can you blame the tiger?"

"I, I, I, I ......"

"Don't me, I'm me, the dragon is not wrong, it's just that stupid princess who is wrong, if she dares to slap other kings in the face, then there will be more than one city of people, not to mention that she is doing a more serious act of stealing dragon eggs, this is like killing his son in front of a king, the dragon has been very merciful to destroy only one city, okay don't stare at me, don't be stupid and think carefully about what I said, if you want to refute it, refute it now, and I will continue the story later."

The children gasped for breath, but there was no way to refute it, they were so confused by the story of the bard that they didn't know what to say.

"No words, then I'll go on, after Fafnir recaptured his own children, he was hated by all the people of that ancient country for destroying a city, and the king of this country also issued an edict that as long as anyone could give him Fafnir's head, then he would crown the dragon-slaying hero as a duke and a thousand miles away, so, with the help of the 'Nightmare', Adelly began his journey, a dark and sad journey."

"I know, I know, that Adelly, with the guidance of God, with the help of countless righteous companions, with the help of justice and courage, he slaughtered the fallen and evil Fafnir and became a great brave."

", what do you think Fafnir is, what killed Fafnir with justice and kindness, if you can slay the dragon with justice and kindness, you can solve everything by virtue of justice and kindness, how can there be so much unfairness in this world, how can the boss be, how can it be ......" The bard was suddenly excited, and a few sickly flushes appeared on his face. The boss looked at the originally lazy man with a serious expression, and his heart was full of curiosity.

"That's it, I said that I shouldn't spill my anger on your heads, alas, you should not be so angry at such an old age. Do you still want to hear it? I'll continue if I want to hear it. ”

Thinking like a tide, the boss silently described the dialogue with the bard back then, the vicissitudes of life, the vicissitudes of life, the carefree teenager has now grown into an old man, and even his sideburns have been dyed white by the cycle of months, serious, inscrutable.

"Hehe, what an interesting bard, he said it well, if you can really slay a dragon with justice and kindness, how can there be any injustice in this world, but, seeing that he described it so carefully, and knows so many secrets, it won't be made up to fool you, the story of the dragon slayer hero has been passed down for thousands of years, how old is he, how can he know so much." The Man in Armor agrees with the Bard, but has reservations about the authenticity of the story, and since the age of 15 he has stopped believing in the so-called heroic stories, especially the story of slaying the dragon with courage and justice.

It's too normal for bards to make up stories, and if the story is told on the table without embellishment, the ups and downs of the story will be much less and less attractive, and many stories will be passed down after generations of bards have been constantly revised and passed down, and the authenticity of the story has diminished to almost no extent.

The boss nodded: "I think the same way when I grow up, who can tell what happened a thousand years ago, this bard should be talking nonsense, although his follow-up story is very logical and human." It wasn't until later ......"

The boss looked frightened and said in a slow tone, "After he killed the Dark Devil Great Sage......"

The armored man was excited, and hurriedly asked, "What, who?" ”

"The man who called himself half a bard, he killed the Dark Lord before my eyes, and then banished the breath of death from me, giving me life again." The boss said in horror, the battle of the year was earth-shattering, shattering countless stars, and even the past, the future, and even the present are no longer meaningful.

"Their battle, I don't understand, but I do know that the Dark Lord died, his soul was torn apart by the bard and thrown into the abyss of exile, and then I was resurrected...... He told me that he used to be comrades-in-arms with the Dark Devil Great Sage, comrades-in-arms thousands of years ago, that the era of their existence was far older than that of the dragon-slaying heroes, that their battlefields were far more magnificent than the holy wars of a thousand years ago, that he knew the secrets of a thousand years ago, that he knew the treasures of the ancient saint kings, and that he also told me his real name, as well as the secrets known as the taboo. ”

"That's enough, don't say it." The armored man suddenly shouted heartbreakingly, the death mark on the boss's hand seemed to have come into contact with the memory of the past and began to boil, the dark black aura surrounded the boss, the armored man inexplicably felt fear, a fear that penetrated deep into the bone marrow, almost instinctively, the death mark did not carry the power of death, but death itself, what secret could make death interesting?

"Really? Don't you want to know the truth about the death of the Dark Sage? Also, the bard's real name. The boss laughed cruelly.

"Although I don't have much experience in life, my father told me that you should never touch things that you don't have the ability to touch, ignorance is sometimes a blessing."

The Great Sage of the Dark Devil, a super-strong man who claims to be half a bard, has more than a thousand years of battlefields, wars that are incomparable to the ancient holy wars that connect the seven continents and involve countless planes, all kinds of secrets that are not recorded in even the oldest history books, and secrets that even the gods have turned their backs on......

Either one is the sweetest poison.

"So, you'd better not tell me the secrets that even you regret knowing, otherwise you'll ......" The armored man gasped violently, this time the shock was too big, the death mark, the mystery of the death of the Dark Sage, all kinds of secrets in ancient times, these things are far from being known by people like the armored man, these secrets have been buried for thousands of years and have not been discovered, naturally there is a reason for him, and the armored man will never violate this taboo.

Just like the man in armor knew that the boss was carrying a death seal with the same power as the artifact in his arms, he didn't dare to touch it, and he almost died after just one glance, who knows if he turned into ashes after touching it.

No wonder the boss dared to tell this secret to himself, whoever took this secret would be uneasy, and the armored man swore that even in the face of the closest people, he would not leak a word of this afternoon's conversation.

"Hehe, hehe." The boss sneered, then shook his head: "Then I'll continue to tell the story of that dragon-slaying hero." ”

The Boss continued to reminisce.