Night, an inn.

A large number of candles were lavishly lit, and a group of wandering knights seemed to be holding a feast.

The bard played the accordion and sang magnificent poems.

The warblers held wine glasses and occasionally flirted with the knights.

On the table are fragrantly grilled steers, chunks of oatmeal bread, onion and ham soup, and freshly picked berries.

It's a carnival feast!

The noise and laughter almost drowned out everything.

It was as if the people present wanted to use this joy to expel some kind of 'fear'.

Knock knock!

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

The first thing I heard was a cook with a barrel in her hand, her bucket-like waist trembling, her eyes staring in horror in the direction of the door.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The knocking continued, and as more and more people noticed the place, all the noise faded away.

Neither the knight nor the wandering warbler had any idea of continuing to have fun, and a few of them unconsciously grasped the hilt of the sword, and their joints turned white.

Boom! Knock knock!

The knock on the door continued, like the note of death.

At this time, the hotel hall was already silent.

The lame innkeeper limped out, holding an axe in his hand, and came behind the door: "Who is it?" ”

"A traveler!"

The answer from outside came, very young and seemingly confused.

The shopkeeper breathed a long sigh of relief, pulled open the small wooden plank, and saw a young man with black eyes standing outside.

"Sorry...... I take the liberty of interrupting, I wonder if you have a place here for Lost Travelers? ”

The young man said apologetically.

I don't know why, seeing each other's eyes, the shopkeeper was confused for a while, so he opened the door of the store.

Seeing the other party come in, he himself was a little surprised by his behavior just now.

However, the owner's wife, a certain cook, immediately brought a water bottle: "Mother Earth God is above!" ”

"Pray for abundance, pray for a good harvest!"

The shopkeeper took some water, sprinkled it on Sulu, and held a torch in front of him to take a closer look.

After a series of actions, seeing that Sulu had not changed, the people in the store breathed a sigh of relief and began to continue to have fun.

Syllable!

The shopkeeper closed the door firmly and shouted, "Young man, you are in good luck! Didn't get targeted and eaten by monsters in the dark......"

"Perhaps, I'm lucky."

Sulu smiled and took out a gold coin: "I need a room, a glass of cider, and a dinner." ”

"Okay, no problem."

The shopkeeper accepted the gold coin, bit it with his teeth, and stuffed it into his arms with a smile.

Although the store was already crowded, he still made a place for Sulu under his scolding.

"World of Dragon...... It's changed a lot. ”

Sulu sat down and sighed in his heart as he looked at a room full of wandering people.

At this time, he had left the main world and returned to the world of Dragon.

Even if he didn't know some customs before, he also knew some news from the hearts of the local natives through the contact just now.

All this is because of the dawn of the gods and the revival of the spiritual tide!

When he left, the world began to gradually recover, and now it is naturally even more extraordinary.

And for the average person, this is not a good thing.

One of the most profound is the 'Invasion of the Night' event!

Creatures that like to attack humans in the dark of night have increased in one breath I don't know how much.

Especially in remote villages and towns, at night, there seem to be countless monsters hidden in the dense darkness.

If anyone dares to go out of the house and into the wilderness, few come back alive.

Therefore, people nowadays like to gather together at night, light torches and candles, and party all night long, hoping to expel fear and darkness with joy!

Sounds ...... Something is wrong. ’

Sulu's face was solemn.

By this time, the shopkeeper had already come up with a wine glass and dinner.

Sulu took a slight sip of cider and didn't continue to steal everyone's memories.

Just now, the situation forced me not to reveal that I 'know nothing' and arouse suspicion.

If you want to know anything else, you can do it in another way.

This is also the bottom line he has set for himself.

As an extraordinary being, his abilities far exceed those of ordinary people, and if he does not abide by some of the 'principles' he has formulated, he is afraid that he will gradually become lost in power and become a slave to power.

While watching the free entertainment, he listened to the bard's chant: "The real dragon is in the north, the wolves are gone, and when the flames come, they are all scorched earth......

"Bard!"

Sulu's ears moved, the corners of his mouth slightly hooked, and he called the bard to him.

"What do you command, sir?"

The bard, with wrinkled eyes, looked no longer young, and bowed respectfully.

"How many years is it now?"

Sulu asked casually as he threw out a gold coin.

The world is similar to the Middle Ages, and many knights do not necessarily know the exact year.

"10 years after the fall of the Black Dragon."

The bard's eyes lit up when he saw the gold coin, and he immediately replied.

"What?"

Sulu was taken aback.

Originally, I thought that after the revival of the spirit tide, the comparison of the time flow between the world of Dragonon and the main world would converge, but now it seems that it is faster.

It's been less than a year in the Overworld, and eight years have passed here!

He quickly calmed down: "What do you mean by the psalm you just sang?" The fall of the Wolfsburg family? Let me elaborate on that. ”

"Yes."

Although there were some doubts, the bard still replied: "In the 5th year of the fall of the black dragon, the dragon queen led a large army into the north, summoned the dragon to fight, and destroyed the Running Wolf family in one fell swoop...... The Dragon Queen also declared that the Duke of Wolfsburg would be abolished forever and that the Northern Territory would be taken into the royal ......"

Sith, the younger brother of Glan, the original Grand Duke's successor.

However, Gran and Frank, Grand Duke of Wolfsburg, were both killed by Sulu, and the Sith took advantage of it.

It's a pity that the Grand Duke didn't serve for two days, and was captured by the Messiah of the Northern Expedition and burned alive.

It seems to be my pot too...... I once said to the Messiah that when you see a young man from the wolf house, you should burn them first...... It may not be so, but that's what it means. ’

Sulu sweated in his heart, and felt that the Messiah had done a good job.

'But...... Summoning dragons, dragon queens? ’

He couldn't imagine that the little girl back then had grown into a real king and had gone so far on her career path.

'Dragon I's bloodline can only be used as an early starting point, and her current rank may not be inferior to that of her ancestors...... Is this the result of her own efforts, and perhaps the combination of adventures, qualifications, bloodline, and other factors? ’