At night, the Notting River flows under the light of the stars, the night breeze on the riverside is mixed with the fragrance of midsummer plants and trees, and the clear river water reflects the starry sky, like smooth pebbles.

The Colosseum is closed, but the riverbank is getting more and more noisy, and at the opening of the martial arts tournament, the banks of the Notting River become a haven for vendors and innkeepers, bustling with horse-drawn carriages and people shuttling up and down the road.

Rommel was standing on a small hill near the Colosseum, looking at the magnificent Jupiter Arena in silence, as if thinking about something.

Suddenly, he turned his head coldly, and his sharp gaze fell to somewhere in the darkness, "Don't hide, come out." ”

"Is the sense of smell as terrifying as the talent for magic in a dragon vein? In Rommel's eyes, the masked "morning star" came out of the bushes.

"Is that you?", Rommel couldn't help but be a little surprised to see the most mysterious player in the field.

In fact, so far, the most eye-catching contestant is not Roland or Rommel, but the little-known Morning Star.

The entire arena of people who witnessed Constantine's performance speculated about his identity and talked about his incredible performance in the preliminary round, and the five judges gave perfect marks at the same time, such a terrible result was enough to become the best talking point of the people of the imperial capital for a long time.

The silver mask that covers the face adds a lot of mystery to the invisible flying of the morning star, and the things that cannot be seen are undoubtedly the most unforgettable.

"Three days from now, we need your cooperation. Constantine didn't go around in circles, and threw out the Lord's intention very directly.

Rommel smiled contemptuously, "Do you need to cooperate with a group of flowers growing in a greenhouse? ”

"There is an old saying about dragon spears: if there are enough ants, even dragons must be feared, especially since we are facing one of the best students of Paladin. ”

Constantine leaned against the tree, "In order to maximize the victory, I have discussed with the other knights, and I will hand over the banner to you, and the others will be responsible for containing the opposite side." ”

Rommel narrowed his eyes, "You really think of me." ”

"Actually, the reason is very simple, you are a dragon vein warlock. Constantine said. "In a positional battle, what happens when the side with the mage plays against the side without the mage, you must know very well if you have spent time in the barracks. ”

"You seem to know me well. Perhaps because the most mysterious of the contestants' affirmations had slightly satisfied Rommel's pride, his tone seemed much more relaxed, "But there's a question, where did you know I was a dragon warlock?"

Capturing the fleeting vigilance in Rommel's eyes, Constantine chuckled in his heart, and finally was caught with a small flaw, but he still remained silent, "Unfortunately, I happen to be proficient in a little dragon language, and it is not difficult to judge your identity based on your performance in the morning, but I don't understand, as a rare dragon vein in the world, your ability is beyond doubt, why bother to participate in the martial arts conference?"

Rommel looked up and pointed to a mountain in the distance, "See that mountain? There is a simple reason why so many people have ventured to conquer one mountain after another in history, because it is there." ”

"You haven't met her, so you don't understand my unwillingness. Rommel stared indifferently at the mountain in front of him that shrouded in the night, and the figure of the girl who made him feel extremely frustrated appeared in front of him,

"Sometimes, I hate being a dragon veiner, and when you find out that someone is much more talented than you in this area, the strengths you are proud of will instead become a lingering scar. ”

"The one you're talking about, could it be the legendary princess of the dragon lance, Her Highness Kayan, who has inherited the top-level dragon vein bloodline?" Constantine's tone showed a rare hint of fluctuation.

"Even you know her, it seems that she is really much better than me. Rommel laughed to himself, not noticing Constantine's casual subtle tone.

"She was one of the first of us to complete the bloodline awakening, and when I was still listening to the legendary story of the Nibelungen and Charlemagne fighting in the Quartet in the Grand Duke's mansion, she had already taken a knife and silently walked into the forests of the Eternal Night Mountains alone to hunt all kinds of powerful magical beasts, you say, compared to her, am I a complete weakling?"

Constantine captured such a keyword.

According to the Epic, thousands of years ago, Charlemagne, who pioneered the dragon lance, ventured on the savage continent with his best friend, the great epic hero --- the dragon slayer Nibelungen, when he was young.

The two dragon slayer warriors marched all the way with extraordinary force, countless powerful dragons were defeated by their combination, and their deeds spread to every corner of the world, and were rumored to be beautiful stories and legends on the two continents.

In order to achieve their feats for the ages, two ambitious heroes set out into the depths of the Savage Continent, and under the guidance of a wise man, they found and challenged the dormant ancient divine dragon Galajoth.

Known as the strongest of the dragons, the oldest dragon under the stars, and one of the five guardian spirits of the Savage Continent, this challenge has alarmed countless tribes throughout the Savage Continent.

It was a miraculous battle on a scale worthy of a miracle, facing the greatest enemy of their lives, two heroes with no role in the battle, facing the devastating breath and dragon magic of Galajoth, and the surging sword energy shot out, and in an instant, the hills cracked, the lakes dried up, the forests fell, and the wind and clouds changed.

Charlemagne and the Nibelungen tried their best, but they were defeated by the powerful Galanjos, who was comparable to the gods, and were severely damaged one by one in the battle.

Just before Charlemagne was about to die under the dragon's breath, the Nibelungen desperately stood in front of his best friend, and used his body to resist the dragon's flames that could sweep away mountains and rivers.

However, miraculously happened, and instead of being destroyed by the flames, the Nibelungen's body stood tall in the flames.

His undaunted act shook Galajos, and the Divine Dragon told the two warriors that it had failed, for its breath could not harm the truly noble soul, and that the Nibelungen's courage and friendship beyond life and death had conquered it once and for all.

As a reward for the victors, it was willing to become the Nibelungen's mount, and signed an equal contract with the Nibelungen to dig out half of its dragon heart and implant it into the Nibelungen, giving the Nibelungen the magic and near-eternal life comparable to that of the Elder Dragon.

In addition, Galajos also gave his collection of eight dragon eggs to the two warriors, and the dragons hatched from these eight dragon eggs also signed a contract with Charlemagne's eight knights, and the dragons were willing to sacrifice their blood to their masters, which was the first generation of dragon knights.

With the power of the Nibelungen and the eight dragon knights, Charlemagne soon became one of the most powerful princes in the continent of Icadia, and the dragonlance rapidly expanded its territory along the northlands, crushing the declining Elven Empire in one fell swoop.

The army of dragon lances swept through most of the continent of Icadia, causing the High Elves to withdraw from the land that had been operated for thousands of years in Icadia and return to the pristine wilderness.

After the burial of the Elven Dynasty, Charlemagne simply proclaimed himself emperor, and the Dragonlance Dynasty became the first human-founded empire in history, and the supremacy of the Dragonlance was established, which remained unshaken for hundreds of years on the eve of the Battle of the Dawn.

At this time, the founder of the Holy Empire, Jupiter the Great, was only a small lord in the south.

After the founding of the country, the Nibelungen married his sister to Charlemagne, and the divine dragon blood inherited from Galajos has flowed through the royal line of dragon lances ever since, while the descendants of the other eight dragon knights have also inherited the blood and power of the eight dragons to a greater or lesser extent.

This is the origin of the dragon vein family.

For thousands of years, the Dragon Vein family has given birth to many gifted heirs, known as the Dragon Veiners, who have reached heights that are difficult for ordinary people to achieve, both in martial arts and magic.

The awakening of the bloodline is the key to the transformation of the dragon veiners, and at a special point in time, the bloodlines on their bodies that originally belonged to the high dragon clan will become extremely active, so that the dragon veiners can gain unimaginable abilities.

Those who complete the dragon vein before the awakening of the bloodline are called geniuses at most, but once the awakening is completed, they are real monsters, even in the dragon vein family, there are many dragon veins who have not completed the awakening of the bloodline in their lives, because the opportunity for the awakening of the bloodline is too rare and too rare.

Rommel fought on the battlefield for several years, and came to Olympia to study for a year, but he never found any signs of bloodline awakening.

No wonder he was so lost.

"It's not enough to just hold the flag, if you want to win, and more importantly, how are you going to take the flag on the other side?" Rommel asked rhetorically.

"As long as you can hold on and create a chance for me, even if it's only for a second, I can do it. Constantine said calmly.

"Just you?" Rommel looked straight at the young man's shining silver mask in the darkness, "I admit that you have performed more than anyone could have imagined in the arena, but if you can deal with an ice wolf king, you may not be able to deal with a pack of wolves." ”

"On the Carolian border, I fought with hundreds of cavalry from your dynasty, and when they saw me, they probably thought the same thing, and the result is that they are all dead, and I am still alive in front of you, chatting with you, the dragon veiner. The bounty hunter patted the sword beside him.

Rommel's face changed drastically, and he suddenly remembered one of the most famous rumors in recent years, the battle that took place on the border of the Duchy of Carroli and shocked the entire upper echelons of the Dragonlance Dynasty.

The Dragon Lance Knights, known as the undefeated Knights of the Continent, lost to a small country other than the Holy Empire for the first time, and it was not the elite of the Empire wearing high-level enchanted armor that blocked the indestructible sharp spears of the Dragon Lance Knights, nor the brilliant magic of the Holy Empire Mage Regiment, just one person, a sword, and the myth of the invincibility of the Dragon Lance in the countries of the continent was shattered.

"Are you the [Morning Star]?" Rommel subconsciously took two steps back, distancing himself from the dangerous guy in front of him, as a warlock, he wanted to make sure that he and a bounty hunter were spaced safely enough to release at least one spell.

"Don't be nervous, I'm not here to duel you, of course, if you want to capture me back to Ouranos City, then I'll have to draw my sword. Constantine shrugged. "Also, there is no need to chant the incantation, at this distance, if you cast a spell, even if you fight to get hurt, I can remove one of your hands. ”

Rommel stared at Constantine for a long time, and then sighed, "Say, what do you want me to do?"

.........

Outside the Jupiter Colosseum, outside an entrance on the ground floor of the main tower, a guard patrolling with a torch yawned, looked up somewhat distractedly, and glanced at the griffons patrolling the sky.

He was already a little tired of this kind of day-to-day patrol duty, and in the ten years since he joined the city defense army, he had never had close contact with these majestic creatures, repeating the most boring work all day long, carrying a flag at the foot of a certain city wall, posing, enduring the wind and sun, watching dignitaries walk by him, talking and laughing, this was not the life he wanted at all.

He longed to live on the backs of the griffons.

For many years, he had longed to be one of the griffin guards, just sitting on the back of the griffin, stroking the beautiful golden wings, overlooking Olympia at night, with the vast starry sky above his head and the night wind whispering in his ears.

But he didn't wait for this opportunity after all.

With a thought in his mind, he walked to the entrance with his torch in his hand, and began to hum a serenade in the tavern, as long as he finished his tour of this floor, he could finish his mission for the evening, go to the tavern on the bank of the Notting River to have a good drink and continue his sweet dream.

The firelight illuminated the hallway at the entrance, and the guard continued on his way humming a tune.

A hand silently reached out from the corner behind him and grabbed his throat.

"How could it be? I didn't see a figure just now. The guard struggled, his eyeballs swollen with fear and suffocation, and he tried to scream, but he couldn't make a sound.

After a few seconds, his breathing became weaker and his body slowly collapsed to the ground. Consciousness gradually blurred....

At the same time, he felt that his body had become extremely light, like a golden feather, slowly floating in the night wind, drifting towards the stars in the sky...

"Is that what flying feels like? At the last moment of his life, this thought flashed through the guard's mind.

A few minutes later, a man dressed in a guard costume strode out of the arena and quietly disappeared into the crowd on the opposite bank.