Prologue: Lighting the fire

After another day when the sun had risen and set, the night was still warm and warm, so that all those who had gone through a day's work could not wait to flock to the tavern to enjoy their leisure after their work. So the tavern keeper skillfully calculated the time, instructed the waiter to make the preparations, and then went to the fireplace himself, took out a piece of fire-starting paper from the side of the secret compartment, lit it with the pipe in his mouth, and threw it into the fireplace. The small flames soon spread over the dry wood, and with the help of the forks, fresh air flowed in, and the flames even burst out of the fireplace, almost igniting the boss's carefully built beard.

"Good, good. The boss whispered, as if to soothe the flames in the fireplace. As time passed, when the fire in the fireplace finally calmed down, the first guests stepped into the tavern. The tavern is always very busy at nightfall, and this situation is not alleviated until the night has calmed down and the enthusiasm of the people has changed from a burst of fire to a warm halo of quiet burning.

The main course was taken down, leaving only wine glasses and a few side dishes on the table. Waiters rubbed glasses and plates while talking softly behind the wooden bar. The boss nodded, took out a wine glass with his own hand, filled the barrel with a large glass of ale, and placed it on the fire to remove the coldness of the barrel. This glass of wine is for a special regular customer.

The sound of the wooden door of the tavern being pushed open stopped everyone in the room, and the drinkers looked at the door with enthusiastic eyes, and let out a slight cheer as a slightly gaunt figure walked in.

"I'm sorry, I'll have to put my grandson to sleep first, the story he told him yesterday seems to have excited him so much, and he's been playing the pirate today. The old man smiled at the boss and the others, and then walked slowly to the seat by the fireplace and sat down, reaching for his glass. He shook the already warm liquor in his glass, "Where did we go yesterday?" ah, I remember...... The rest of the story, it might be more, well, magical, but I promise it's going to be exciting. ”

When there is no moon in the cloudless night sky, the light of the night sky may not necessarily be diminished, but people will inevitably feel dizzy when they look up, there is no way, there are so many stars in the sky, who knows which one to look at? Who knows which star will guide the way home, which one will lead people to the dark gutter, which one is auspicious, which one is a bad omen? Even those who call themselves astrologers may lose themselves in this dazzling moonless night. So where do we go from here?

Sit in your seat, fill your glasses, my friends, and we are about to go to the moonless starry sky.