Lovian did not choose to stay at a business hotel with Gigmont, Bell, Cady, and Francis, who were the clerks and secretaries. Snowfoam and Lovian sat on the roof of the carriage, and Mastema slouched on Lovian's shoulder. Dingkan leaned against the wheel of the car and snored.

Xue Mo happily played with the dragon soul crystal that Luo Weien had picked up from Ferret's body. The dragon soul crystal is crystal clear, exuding a light blue light and a faint dragon might. Long Wei may have some influence on humans, but it is much lighter for demons.

"Dad, will you give this to me?" Xue Mo was completely used to calling this boy who was only sixteen years older than her (the age of the demons) her father, and Luo Weian was trying to get used to it.

"Take it if you like. Luo Weian said nonchalantly, "Do you know which branch of the demon clan you are?"

Xue Mo held the Dragon Soul Crystal in her hand, "I don't know, I was brought up by the elves." They say I'm from the Minar Forest, some Libby tribe......"

"You are a descendant of the Blood Moon Clan. ”

"Blood Moon Clan?"

"Once the most powerful group of the demons, the entire Blood Moon Clan was slaughtered because of the defeat of the dark mage they were loyal to, and the remnants of the demons fled into the deep mountains of the Minnar Forest. My surname is Brady Mun, and it means 'blood moon' in the demon language. Lovian said desolately.

Xue Mo nodded thoughtfully: "Dad, since your surname is Brady Miun, should I also have this surname?"

Lovian was stunned for a moment, Brady Mun, the surname of the Blood Moon Zun lineage at that time...... But since the glory of the Blood Moon Clan no longer exists, this surname is no longer important. I won't have to carry such a heavy responsibility anymore - or maybe I will have to bear this qiē myself......

"If the elves didn't give you a surname, then I don't have a problem. ”

Xuemo immediately rejoiced, "Xuemo Brady Mune." It sounds weird, but the elven language is different from the demon language...... Miss Brady Mun, well, is very imposing!"

Lovian looked at Xue Mo, who was meditating on his name, sighed lightly, and then dodged and pulled out a thick book from the carriage and placed it on Xue Mo's lap.

"Oh...... It's so heavy. Is it a dictionary?"

"Give yourself a demon name. Snow Foam is the quintessential elven name - and elves don't have a surname. ”

Xue Mo didn't answer, and immediately began to look through this thick dictionary that few other children at this age would enjoy.

In today's world, you can still find dictionaries of demon and elven languages. It really surprised him, and at the same time he was a little relieved that the language of the demon race had not been completely lost.

Luo Weian sat in the moonlight, looking at the palace of the Holy Emperor floating above the Holy Land. Shadowy silver shadows shone in the sky, dreamy and gorgeous.

"You're in luck. Escaped the enslavement of humans to our demons. But there are still tens of thousands of our compatriots who are struggling to survive under the whip of humanity. Only the most basic food can be obtained, no one will be cured when sick, there is no basic right to live, and it is just a tool for human masters to speak...... Every winter, the cold takes the lives of the elderly and emaciated babies - this is not even ...... to the life of the demons in the past."

Xue Mo sandwiched the Dragon Soul Crystal in the pages of the book, stared at the fine words, and did not speak.

Luo Wei'an raised his eyebrows: "I shouldn't have said this to you now...... The little ones need to go to bed quickly!"

Xue Mo raised her eyebrows. But he still held the book, and his blue hair shook obediently. Stepping on Dingkan's hair and getting into the spacious carriage. The blood moon descendant, who was born with the poison glands on his fingers removed and the wings on his back, had no idea that seeing this qiē had been a blood moon honor, and hatred for himself surged in his heart.

"Liberate the demons...... What a great life goal. Saying that, Luo Wei'an carried his essence and began to cultivate his essence day after day.

It's dawn.

Very early on, Talco held aloft the cogwheel banner representing Edelstein's authority, and the morning market in Edar City was not silenced by this flag. Those who were noisy were often provincial visitors who had come to watch the many events that followed the coalition meeting and knew a little about Edelstein. And the inhabitants of Edar under the blessing of the Holy Emperor's power have an indifferent attitude towards the name of any province.

Francis trotted behind the carriage with Lovian, watching the daily life of the bargaining housewives in the market, and walked out of the west gate, which was not crowded in the early morning.

The field of vision suddenly widened.

Even with Lovian's unfazed state of mind, he couldn't help but admire the beauty of the holy places that he had personally conquered.

Five hundred years ago, Captain Magnus froze part of the inland sea between the continents of Victoria and Osiria with four consecutive ice spells, and millions of troops marched on the ice to the Holy Land, turning the Holy Land that embodies the essence of human civilization into a sea of fire. As a general, he didn't think much about it at the time, but when Lovian saw the splendor of the Holy Land again five hundred years later, he couldn't help but feel sad about his actions at that time.

Destroying the works of art of all civilizations, this is the essence of war.

The full name of the Holy Land, the "Holy City", is said to have been located above Victoria since its inception and has a long and untraceable history. Stepping into the nearly 100-meter-high city wall of the main city, feeling the huge and elegant "dome" of the city gate, as a demon race, Luo Wei'an can deeply feel the gap between the demon race and human civilization. Perhaps the strength of the demon race lies only in the strong force of the demon warriors, and in terms of civilization and cultural accumulation, the demon race is far from catching up with the human race. And the Holy City, the Holy Land, is the best example.

Above the gates are the two main gods believed in by most of the races of Osiria, Erin, the lord of the earth, who controls space, and Lenna, the lord of time, who controls change. From ancient times to the present, there are very few believers in the Lord of Time whose teachings are obscure, and there are slightly more believers in the Lord of the Earth, and the most belief is not the worship of a certain god, but the Holy Emperor who is said to have inherited the bloodline of the main god. The fanatical belief in the Holy Emperor was once the most powerful resistance faced by the demons, until the Holy Land First War was killed by the first emperor Arya. The morale of humanity is crumbling.

Under the vastness of civilization, Xue Mo also held her breath and saw such a huge building and city for the first time. If you don't have it, you don't know what a shock it is.

After passing through the walls of the city, which are tens of meters thick, the interior of the city is a world of extreme prosperity and extreme regularity. Soldiers in gold-covered armor seem to blend into the city's masonry like stone pillars by the door, and every bustling trade road and quiet high-end residential area are distinct and unaffected.

The members of the Knights of Merlan surrendered their weapons as they entered the city. Only Talco was left with a dagger to carry with him. However, they didn't check the spatial magic circle on Francis's wrist, leaving Lovian's replica of the Scepter of Doom.

Perhaps because of the increase in the flow of people in the city, shops large and small are trying their best to decorate their facades to look extremely eye-catching. The bustling shopping street is full of shops covered with ribbons. The air is filled with the sweet fragrance of flowers, and the charm of peach blossoms blooming in the city at that time.

Even in the bustling commercial streets, you can see many small squares with beautiful decorations. The most common statues on the square are the gods of the Lord of Time and the Lord of the Earth, as well as the full-body statues of the Holy Emperors of the past dynasties. In this almost festive atmosphere. Each stone sculpture is adorned with beautiful ribbons. Bright flowers are placed at the feet. Residents of the Holy Land were fortunate enough to live in ancient gold-rimmed white robes and strolled around the square while discussing topics such as music and painting.

Lovion hoped to see one or two of the Knights of the Holy Emperor Order again after his slumber, and he had a more obvious respect for the enemy than the commanders of the army for the unyielding human warriors. He had always been on the lookout for the costumed knights who sometimes tapped on the asphalt with their crisp horseshoes, but they didn't have the terrifying sharpness of what he remembered, except for the standard footwork.

Xue Mo kept talking to him about interesting things about his childhood in the elf clan, and Lovian echoed it. While looking up at the vague palace of the Holy Land above the clouds in the sky.

The Knights may be stationed there, Lowe thought. That's the heart of the true Holy Land. The fate of Osiria was decided in front of the Osirian master in the palace of the Celestial Rim. And this bustling city beneath the royal palace is just a gorgeous but unimportant backdrop to the Holy Land.

Escorted by the Knights of Merlan, who had changed their armor, the convoy parked the carriage in a stable at the mouth of a quiet alley, and a group of dozens of people walked through the deserted alley to a reception house that looked very quiet.

The receptionist at the small hotel was apparently informed of their arrival in advance, and the waiters were very efficient in arranging their accommodation. The knights' servants tended the horses, and the knights passed the time with their cultivation and fighting spirit.

Lovien wasn't a demon who liked to stay in the house, and Gilgmont stopped him as he was about to step out of the door, "I have to tell you one thing first, it's not everyone's right to go to the palace where the Holy Emperor is - I mean, you can't go with us to the palace tomorrow." ”

He was not surprised to hear this news, although he was a little regretful that he could not enter the palace, but there was nothing wrong with being able to spend a few days walking around, and his identity among the rebels was very sensitive, so it was also expected that he would not take himself up.

"It's okay, just take a look around. Luo Wei'an nodded and said, Xuemo's eyes lit up after hearing it, this age is the most curious time.

Gigmund didn't seem to have imagined that Lovian would agree so quickly, she pulled out a black card from her pocket and handed it to him, "This is a city card with a hundred gold coins, you can use it for your life." ”

Luo Wei'an took the city card and didn't refuse anything, so as not to be too pretentious. With that, Gig Monterey turned around and walked back to his room on the second floor. Lovian and Mastella on his shoulder, Snow Foam in his right hand and Dingkan behind them, were left in the center of the hall.

Several people were silent, and they all looked at Lovian with hopeful eyes, announcing their travel plans. Finally, Lovian sighed, walked to the front desk, asked for a map, and walked out of the hotel with a flick of his sleeves.

The holy place at night is the real holy place.

Magic CDs hang all over the city, reflecting the buildings in a dreamlike seven colors. Majestic magical fluctuations reverberate around the city, an inevitable product of maintaining the normal operation of city life and the surrounding workshops of simple daily necessities.

Magic is no stranger. Magic has been used in all aspects of human life for hundreds of years. Mysterious are the magicians who are able to manipulate the elements of nature, and they wear hoods that cover their facial features. Walking with folded hands through the towers of the massive six-pointed star structure in the south of the city, they are dangerous beings who represent the mysterious forces of nature.

In the demon race, there is no very clear concept of magic and martial arts, and compared to the dark essence of the spirit and body that Luo Weian must cultivate at the same time, he also has considerable attainments in pure dark magic.

Unlike martial arts, when the spiritual space reaches the first level, it can be called a magician. A magician not only enjoys a generous monthly stipend. You can get a title that is far more prominent than the average noble. However, because the cultivation of magicians requires strict self-discipline and a clear state of mind, the vast majority of powerful magicians do not covet worldly status, but only hope to be able to go further on the path of magic.

Francis had just reached the second level of spiritual space. For this sixteen-year-old human teenager, Francis, who had no object of comparison around him, had no idea how terrible his talent really was. Francis meditates quietly in his hotel room at Lovian's behalf, and Lovian gives himself a day off for the first time to wander around.

Just after nightfall, the group ran to the brightly lit night market under the pull of the over-curious snow foam. The Holy Land did concentrate almost all of Osiria's goods. There was so much new and so much so that even Lovian felt that his eyes were wide open.

Dingkan was dressed in neat coarse cloth clothes. With two stubby legs following them, Lowe and Mastema didn't notice it at first, but gradually realized that this dwarf who seemed to have a decent demeanor that he didn't have with the dwarves was such a well-informed person!

"Brother, this is a special product of the Kote Province Su gan tea, when you chew it in your mouth, you can taste more than a dozen flavors -- as the saying goes, a thousand people have a thousand Su gan tea in their mouths, and that's what it means! Brother, do you want to buy a spoonful? Just two silver coins!" Ding Kan said loudly to Luo Wei'an, and Xue Mo said vigorously on the side, calling Luo Wei'an "brother" is messed up. But seeing that Lovian didn't say anything, Ding Kan pretended not to hear.

The severed left arm was gradually healed under a few of his own healing spells. But when I was pulled by Dingkan, I still felt a tingling pain. Masterma glared angrily, exuding a faint coercion, which immediately made Dingkan's face turn pale and he fell to the ground.

"Get up, our money is for food. ”

Ding Kan's eyes narrowed suddenly, "Brother, are you going to the Huixiang Hotel in the east of the city? One hundred gold coins, that's a lot of money!"

"We're not going to be embarrassed not to pay back what Gigmont lent us...... Actually, I don't want to go back to Edelstein, do you have any thoughts?"

"Edelstein has nothing to do with us, we're not human beings from Edelstan!" Xue Mo suddenly shouted, and Luo Weian realized that this gang had nothing to do with the rebel organization.

"Thank you so much for your support. Luo Wei'an said lightly, "Ding Kan, what is the approximate market price of the Dragon Soul Crystal?"

Ding Kan immediately pressed his temples with two swarthy fingers, and recalled carefully: "Four or five years ago, when His Highness Hu Ma and I went to the human city to buy goods, we saw the Dragon Soul Crystal-at that time, what was extracted from the dead Wurm Dragon Soul could make the fighting qi accompanied by the dragon power, and the price was about one gold coin and one gram...... It's expensive to die anyway. ”

In the crowded night market, Luo Wei'an carefully felt the storage of the dragon power, in addition to the dragon power breath of the dragon soul crystal in the snow foam pocket, there was also a strong dragon power fluctuation in the north of the holy land - that is the location of the holy dragon family that Haring said?

In this space, the night market is a somewhat gloomy place, and there is also a faint fluctuation of dragon power. Then he crouched down and looked at the blank snowfoam.

"How about we make a game?"

Snow Foam stared at her beautiful citrine eyes.

"Then I can exchange your stone for something better, such as a longbow from the province of Venne, and then a carriage, and then a small house in the suburbs, and then a small building in the suburbs...... Each time we earn a little more than the previous time, and after many times, our money can be multiplied dozens of times. Lovian said in the same tone that he had spoken to Damian.

Xuemo opened her eyes, then pouted and said, "Then you have to buy me everything I want!"

Luo Wei'an responded as he took the Dragon Soul Crystal from Xue Mo's hand, then carefully put it into the palm of his hand, and used his fingernails to cut a small bloody hole on his finger, injecting a wisp of pressure unique to five crystal nuclei into one of them.

Mastema understood what Lovian meant, and she leaned into his ear and asked, "Lovi, do you want to settle here?"

"yes, I don't want to stay in the spooky organization of the Rebels, I don't think they're any different from the Black Wings. ”

"And what about your source of income?"

"I should be able to register as a magician, and I can live on a daily allowance. ”

"What about your great cause of liberating the demons?"

"I'll free myself first. ”

On the other side of the night market, there is an area dedicated to trading valuables. Perhaps because of the solemn atmosphere here, Xue Mo didn't run around anymore.

It was clear that the surrounding staff felt a little strange about such a strange combination of entering this premises, as it should be difficult for these teenagers, who generally looked to be under twenty years old, to have a relationship with the place. It wasn't that the sons and ladies of the city's wealthy families didn't have this ability, but it was rare to see them lead the way with a dwarf—and in the end they didn't rush forward to drive them away, for Lovian's noble temperament was in his bones to dispel their doubts.

Lovian's invisible psychic probe deduced the minds of those present, and the Ring of Dignity, which represented the authority of the Legion Commander, strengthened his ability, and although he couldn't know exactly what was going on in everyone's mind, he could tell if they were contemptuous or hostile to him.

The surrounding crystal display cases accounted for only a small part of the jewels, most of which were the finest weapons of various human or dwarven masters, but in Lovian's eyes, these weapons did not contain any magical power, or only very thin magic fluctuations. As for the female warrior named Ai'an in the human race in Lovian's memory, the halberd with the machine spirit, or even the doomsday scepter that was destroyed in the dark mage's retreat at the next level, it is really a world away from this.

However, if a weapon filled with powerful magical power really appears here, it may not be able to stop those strong people who covet it. The real masterpieces are all in the big auction halls deeper, and he is not qualified to enter them now.

On the counter in front of him was an old man with a magnifying glass, carefully studying the pattern on a short sword. It took him several seconds to straighten up at the sight of Lovian appearing in front of him.

"Is there anything wrong, young man. ”

Luo Wei'an took out the Dragon Soul Crystal in his hand with his own coercion, he was sure that the Dragon Soul Crystal that had been transformed by himself should not be seen by the people of the Holy Dragon Family, especially after he deliberately erased a symbol that was very hidden.

The old man narrowed his eyes: "Dragon Soul Crystal...... The Holy Dragon Bruce family can monopolize this kind of thing very much, and I am afraid that the price will be kept very low. You-"

Lovian knew that the old man had finally seen the difference. (To be continued......)