"Look. Mr. Hachime stood in the middle of the small circle of V-class tenants just now, pointed to an object on the ground, and said briefly.

It was the corpse of a giant beast, a gigantic earth-walking dragon to be exact. With his body badly damaged, the ugly mount of the Zawi Empire's famous ace army, the Ground Dragoons, appeared like a nightmare, making Jonah shiver fiercely.

It was a strange fellow, with a long neck and a short head, two lower teeth sticking out of his mouth like scimitars, covered with golden scales, and his hind legs were extremely thick and not proportional to the front legs curled up in front of his chest, and he had two large fleshy wings on his back, the edges of which were full of sharp teeth, and his long tail was full of spikes.

The cause of its death is as clear as it sees, with a deep spherical hole in the middle of the skull, like a huge spoon has been dug out alive. The dragon's right front leg, right hind leg and part of its torso were severed, leaving a wound where the blood had clotted.

A delicate leather saddle was tossed to the ground, and the side of the saddle was engraved with the emblem of the Knights of the Earth Dragons with a spear piercing the iron shield, and dried blood congealed on it.

The guests of room A51 gathered in front of the dragon corpse. Jeon poked not far away, his red hair fluttering slightly in the wind, and his slender eyes seemed to be looking at this side, but he didn't seem to see anything. "That weird southerner still doesn't fit in. Mr. Hachime commented. That's right,—Jonah praised in his heart.

"This is the Earth Walking Dragon. Toba rubbed his hands.

"Yes, it's not right. Elliott drew his sword and bent from the unicorn's back to flick the dragon's corpse, its shiny blade gliding through the golden scales with a clear sound of gold and iron. He returned the sword back to the box and said solemnly: "This is the Golden Land Walking Dragon." ”

The crowd did not speak, staring at him. The Pitchfork Squad has become accustomed to listening to briefings from the omniscient Rose Knights anytime, anywhere.

"The military strength of the Zavi Empire is composed of about ten legions, and the strongest combat effectiveness, in addition to the first central army mixed with heavy infantry and French soldiers, is the three independent Dixing Dragoon regiments, the three cavalry regiments are led by three great knights, of which the smallest but strongest combat effectiveness is the cavalry regiment under the command of the "Storm Knight" Isaacchios 'Golden Hammer'.

The core force of the Golden Hammer, the personal guard of the Storm Knight Isaacchios, is the elite of the elite, and they are all equipped with this kind of golden dragon with extremely strong golden scale armor and a pair of wings that cannot fly, although there are only a hundred people, but in the history of the war in the Western Continent for nearly a hundred years, they have never been defeated. Elliott's voice was calm, and she couldn't tell whether she was happy or sad.

"When the Golden Hammer conquers a city, it will cut off the heads of the rulers and nail them above the gates, slaughter the city completely, plunder the gold, silver, and works of art, burn buildings, and erect tall statues of Razi, the god of war and blacksmiths, on the ruins. They are the fangs of the devil of the Zawi Empire, the vanguard of the legions of hell, and the nightmare of the entire Western Continent. ”

Jonah shuddered. The burning redstone fort came to his mind, with a cavalry nailed to the gates, and the head of Her Majesty Queen Wenger III was tied to it with a golden ribbon.

Ryuki seemed to sense his abnormality and approached him, patting Jonah on the arm.

"The golden land dragon appeared in Cherry Ferry, and hung up. Sibi said.

"No wonder the V-rated guests show up. Ryu Ji said.

"I didn't understand too much. Toba said.

"It seems that the kingdom of Bazelar, the last resistance force at the southern tip of the continent, has been completely destroyed, and the flames of war have burned around us. Elliott said.

“...... Do you want to escape?" said Jonah in a tremolo, and suddenly like a thunderbolt, the prophecy of Segres came to his mind, "On the 29th of October, when the flames fell and the river was defiled, Ayala said to his companion, 'I will wait elsewhere.'" ”

The prophesied date was calculated by him as April 26 in the continental calendar, and today, it is April 7.

"I see. Jonah muttered to himself. After 20 days, it must have been the army of the Zavi Empire that will set foot on Cherry Ferry and set fire to it. Imagining Daddy's head floating alone on the cabin, Jonah felt a faint feeling of dizziness.

"What's wrong?" asked Ryuhime, holding out her arms around him. Jonah shook his head and looked at Mr. Yame, "yes, we're going to run away, right?"

Mr. Yame looked at him with a look of disbelief. Jonah looked around left and right, and his fellow Pitchfork Squad members were equally surprised.

After a century of silence, Toba smiled, "Hey, Lord Astrologer, you are joking with us to cheer up." It took me so long to figure it out. The Bazeral farmer gave Jonah a thumbs up and squeezed his eyes.

"No, I'm serious......" Jonah said urgently.

"Keep your St. Bouron bastard joke for the people of Israel. Mr. Yame cut off his defense, his voice was full of coldness, and gradually raised his voice, "Cherry Ferry is a town that Daddy protects alone, and for so many years, surrounded by the nobles of Bazeral, Colombo, and Warcraft, Cherry Ferry has not allowed the interests of a single tenant to be infringed, - although it is not mentioned in the 55 additional clauses, I hereby state that any doubts about Daddy are not allowed!

The hard sounds collided and reverberated in the gaps in the stone house, and it was only after a long time that they dispersed in the morning light of Cherry Ferry, and some dark shadows that had been secretly watching slowly retracted into the corner doorway.

"Mr. Hachime, he's new here, and he's still a kid. Ryuki helped Jonah and explained in a low voice.

In the distance, Yakong turned his head, as if attracted by Hachime's declaration, and a pair of long legs in rust-colored pants walked straight with a somewhat stiff step.

"Hey, Southerners, don't come here. Sibi yelled at him.

The red-haired southerner turned a deaf ear and walked straight towards Mr. Yame.

Sibi raised his hand, Yakong opened his slender eyes slightly, glanced at her, as if a crack with ice ballast had been cut in the air, Sibi slammed the backflip and withdrew three and a half steps and knelt on the ground, with a bang, and took out the silver-shrouded longbow out of nowhere and crossed it across his chest.

"Damn, crazy again, new brother, stay away from him!" shouted the woman in green through gritted teeth.

Ryuki grabbed Jonah's belt and took a few steps back.

Mr. Hachime raised his good-looking eyebrows coldly: "Yo, you just finished speaking, and you have to apply?"

"Oh, it's all my fault, Brother Ye didn't sleep well last night, and I'm still a little sleepwalking today, I'll take him back to Ga, sir, sorry, sorry. Toba apologized one after another, and when he made a mistake, he was between the two.

Jonah heard the bones and muscles of the roomman's body creaking like a millstone driven by a windmill, the giant man of Bazeral took a deep breath, his chest was full of vigorous energy, his arms showed hideous green tendons, the temperature of the air seemed to be raised by the powerful energy of his **, and the small round hat on Toba's head automatically fell to the ground without wind, revealing a huge bald head covered with green tendons. Jonah couldn't help but take two steps back.

"Shall we go home, little brother?" Toba narrowed his eyes and smiled in a frightening smile.

Jekon stopped, looked up in confusion, stretched out his hand to loosen the scarf around his neck, and his slender fingers landed on the hilt of his sword.

"Uncle, don't spare him!" Sibby stomped his foot.

Elliot sighed. He removed the armor from his left arm, rolled up his sleeve, drew his sword and slashed his own arm, blood seeping out.

"Hey!!" he called with his left hand, perhaps the smell of blood that attracted Jekong, and the southerner's eyes lit up, and he let go of the hilt of his sword and walked on his long legs.

"You're going to be disappointed again. We're not what you're looking for. Elliott calmed the uneasy unicorn and said lightly.

Jekon stood beside the beast, dipped his fingers in Elliot's blood, looked at it in the sun, sniffed it at the end of his nose, licked it with his tongue out, shook his head, sighed, and crouched down in disappointment.

"Cut. Sibi put away his longbow and took a sip.

Jonah noticed that he was covered in a cold sweat, and Ryuki patted him on the back as if comfortingly, motioned for him to stand, and pulled a roll of white gauze from his waist and went over to bandage the Rose Knight.

Toba exhaled a long breath, his tense muscles relaxed, revealing a farmer's honest smile: "Then look at Mr. Yame, he just lacks sleep, it's okay, let's start discussing the mission, right?"

"You, and you, you two come into the house. Toba, take the southerners back and take care of him. Woman, waiting outside the house. Hachime pointed out his hand at Jonah and Elliott in an unkind tone, and turned back to his room.

Jonah and Elliott glanced at each other, and the Rose Knight smiled wryly and took the gauze from Ryuki's hand, hastily wrapped it around a few times, instigated the unicorn, and leaned over into Mr. Yame's stone house.

The room was of the same structure as room A51, with dim sunlight streaming in from the only narrow window, and was filled with papers, bottles and jars, bookcases, wardrobes, and unknown odd furnishings, a little messy for a single woman's room.

Mr. Hachime sat down on a carved wooden chair covered with two layers of upholstery and said to the two of them, "You, find a chair to sit on." You, feel free. ”

"Thank you for your understanding. Elliott said that the stone house had a high roof, and that he was able to sit upright on his horse and bend slightly towards Hachime's seat as a gesture of politeness.

Jonah obediently picked a place to sit down. "I wasn't trying to offend ...... just now," he wanted to defend himself, but Hachime waved his hand irritably: "Get down to business." ”

She took out a piece of paper full of words, "Let's see, this is the M-class mission that Daddy has pointed out to you as compensation for the damage to the wooden house." Of course, it has something to do with that ugly lump of meat outside. ”

The yellowed paper was full of words. Below the prominent capital "m" is a brief description of the task, objectives, decision, exit method, rewards and punishments.

While the two representatives of Pitchfork were studying the task list, Hachime roughly explained the origin of this half of the Golden Earth Dragon: Two hours before sunset yesterday afternoon, a small detachment composed of two Golden Land Dragoons attacked the gathering place of the powerless on the outskirts of Cherry Crossing, destroying more than a dozen crypts and shacks, and calmly escaping from the encirclement of hundreds of powerless people.

But the good fortune of the mighty dragoons came to an encounter with his father, who had always had only one solution to the unrest around the town: to eliminate it.

After a fierce but extremely brief contact battle, Daddy left the body and set out to patrol in the other direction, and by the time Mr. Yame's team found the body and escorted it back to town, the two human bodies had been torn to pieces by the angry powerless, and the dragon's body was only half of the body.

"I heard that dragon meat was cut down and flowed into the black market, and some people thought that this wurm meat was the best tonic. Mr. Hachime added.

Elliott read the mission description, put the paper on the saddle, and asked, "Do we have the right to refuse this mission?"

"Nope. ”

"Okay. I'm sorry. The Rose Knight deftly picked up the quill pen in the inkwell on the desk with his sheathed sword, caught the pen in the air with his left hand, signed his name on the task list, handed it to Jonah, and motioned for him to sign, and Jonah signed it with a little confusion, and handed it back to Mr. Yame.

The red-haired young woman took it and nodded, "According to Additional Clause 40-3, the two-person undertaking the task is considered to be the team undertaking the task, and it is now in effect. She stood up, walked out of the stone room with the two young men in room A51, and made a gesture of send-off: "I hope you come back completely." ”

Sibi stood in the sunlight and asked curiously, "What did you do?"

"We'll go back and talk about it if we have a bit of a headache, and besides, we need to ask the roommate about the origin of the meat we ate last night. Elliott frowned.