"Are there descendants of dragons here?, this little city?" said Kafra, sneering. "The imagination of the people in these small towns is really rich. As he spoke, he habitually played with a dagger and kept making fancy throwing and catching movements.

Others find this legend quite ridiculous, but folklore is exaggerated and unrealistic. This kind of story of dragons and beautiful girls is always talked about, and it is not difficult to join the circus show. Pointing to the scroll on the trunk of the tree, the Ranley Steward began to explain how to insert the legend into the original program.

He spoke for about half an hour, assigning roles to everyone. Except for Diarlando, almost everyone here has their own business. Because Diarrando was bored, he drew a rough picture of the town's topography based on the information he inquired about during his morning wandering around the city, and marked the location of the farms of Miss Winny's direct descendants.

Hundreds of years have passed, and the largest farmers here are vying to claim that they are descendants of Miss Winny's family, in order to proclaim that their potatoes are the most authentic. At the moment, these are almost evenly distributed around the city.

Dearlando subconsciously touched his right eye, the eyeball that was exchanged with the dragon could see things that human vision could not see. At this moment, he consciously changed his perspective and perceived his surroundings through the consciousness of the dragon.

The whole shijie is a sporadic glimmer. All that left behind the humans was a fluttering silhouette, shimmering with a different sheen. Luna is a pale pink, Zoya is a brighter bright red, Fayer is a dull blue-purple, and Radardu is a heavy copper......

The surrounding trees, mountains and rivers also emit faint points of light, and the light of this starry shijie is like breathing. The earth is like a vast ocean, and countless glowing tiny energy points flow calmly beneath the thin glowing sea.

Diarlandor gently touched the traces of energy with the filaments of his thoughts, tasting the time and nature of its existence. Those energies are ancient and unfamiliar, and it wasn't the dragon Starlight Reses who brought this shijie.

If there was ever a Miss Winnie, then her story must be older than the legend, and all the active magical elements here date back fifteen hundred years or even earlier, when the dragons of the High Star Plane had not yet been summoned to this shijie. Maybe the "dragon" here is some kind of magical creature that is native to this land?

Dearrando expanded his senses, pushing all the way to the low hills that surrounded the town, and roughly examined the distribution of mana throughout the area. The legend is true at least a little bit that the few rivers here are not naturally generated, but are the product of magic. The remnants of the magic have been nourishing the land for thousands of years with the cheerful waters of the river, forming a fine web underground, blocking Dearrando from exploring further underground.

Diarrando opened his eyes and looked at Ilr again in the ordinary Shili, he knew that the mage could also feel the extraordinary energy fluctuations here, and it was different from his own way. Maybe...... Tonight can be a good haode to forage for food, thinking of this, he touched the star box hanging on his waist. The young dragon seemed to sense his thoughts, and happily rolled over in his little comfort zone.

While everyone listened intently to the manager's adjustments to the program, Fayle turned a small part of his attention to contemplating the important information that might be hidden in the legend. Although most of the folklore is nonsense, there are sometimes some shadows of facts, even if there is no real dragon here, there are still very powerful magical beasts.

As an archmage, Fayle's ability to sense magical elements is far beyond ordinary people, and when he entered this area, he felt the faint pulse of magic underground. He saw Dearlando's graffiti on the ground, although the angle was problematic, and he couldn't see the specific content of Dearlandor's drawing, but from the glance he looked up, Fayle knew that it must be busy at night.

In the last month or so of traveling, in order to be able to find enough energy to feed the young dragon, Deirlandor and Fair have not done less of that kind of burglary, although the appearance of the gem of the stolen energy is not indistinguishable, but for the mage, priest or priest, it has completely lost its value.

Dearrando circled several of the more energy-intensive targets on the map, and wiped them all out with branches. It just so happened that the head of Lanli had also made arrangements, and everyone got up and went to the dining car for dinner. Although it is still early, dinner time is always early when there is a show.

Aunt Rum's carriage was where everyone ate, and a dozen tables had been set up with all sorts of delicious food. There were already a lot of people sitting at the table, chatting and waiting for the meal to begin. The circus is like a big family, and the daily meal time is also an important time for everyone to communicate and connect.

When everyone arrived, Aunt Mururu, who was in charge of the spoon, instructed Achille and Luna to quickly hand out cutlery to everyone. Zoya began the prayer before each meal as usual: "Thank you, Goddess Mona, for giving us fresh and enough food to have a free and fresh life." May our show tonight be a great success!"

Everyone happily repeated the leader's prayer, and then the dinner began in a lively atmosphere. Achille had bought a lot of fresh food during the day, and the meal was much richer than what they had eaten on the road before, with crocks and pans piled high on the road passing through the hands of the crowd, the sound of cups and plates clinking like a beautiful music, and the sound of high and low conversations in the crowd.

Dearlandor restrained himself from taking a slightly larger portion than normal, and ate slowly. He liked the atmosphere in which the energy of the food seemed to be doubled. After this time of eating a variety of food on behalf of the young dragon, he found that sometimes the quality of the food was more satisfying than the quantity.

There is no such unprecedented thing as raising dragons, and there is no reference at all. What you can and can't eat, everything is clueless. But the only thing he can be sure of is that if he simply ingests monotonous precious metals and gemstones, there will definitely be problems.

A sumptuous dinner was eaten in a pleasant atmosphere, and everyone entered a state of preparation, changing clothes and makeup to prepare props. The clowns had changed into colorful loose clothes before eating, and now they had painted their faces, put on exaggerated hats decorated with bells, and went outside the tent to warm up the atmosphere.

At this moment, it was only five o'clock, and the summer sun was already setting late, except for the heat of the day, which dissipated a little, and there was no sense of the meaning that the night was coming. Tourists wandering the streets have heard about the excitement at noon, and many of them gather at the west gate of the town early.

It's not yet time for the show, but the huge oval tent is already in place. The tent was not completely sealed, except that the top was open, and there was a gap or so in the perimeter of the perimeter, and it was facing the woods, apparently not for spectators to enter or exit. On both sides of the tent are several tall flagpoles, on which thin steel wires are pulled, and swings are hung, which looks like a trapeze act.

Seven or eight huge hot air balloons floated around the tent, with long gradient ribbons hanging underneath, flying with the summer heat like giant colored jellyfish. A group of clowns of varying heights set up two barriers at the door of the tent and circled the tent, leaving a fork in the way to the tent entrance.

Onlookers gathered in the open space outside the circus tents and asked how to buy tickets. After a while, two clowns on stilts spun out from the back of the tent with trumpets and flags. The clown shouted loudly as he unfurled the banner in his hand for everyone to see. The long linen cloth read, "Tickets sold out, the mayor chartered the venue!"

The crowd around them made a disgruntled voice, and then the clowns flipped over the banner that read: "Anyone who participates in the fun activities in the city can win a circus ticket!"

It turned out that in the afternoon, the mayor sent someone to take the tickets away early, in addition to the celebrity nobles in the city and the VIP tickets for traders from other places. All other tickets will be used as prizes for other events held in the city. For example, in the Big Stomach competition at noon, the top ten contestants were found and given a ticket for tonight's circus performance.

A hurried sound of horses' hooves rang out from the woods, and six riders in colorful clothes and holding buntings marched through the passage left by the clowns. The horses were draped in decorative ribbons, and the bells that hung were sprinkled with a crisp sound. The caravan drove briskly past the crowd, widening the distance between them and the tents, and soon disappeared from sight as they detoured through the passage through the woods behind them.

The bell did not go far with the horse's hooves, and soon the riders circled and appeared in front of everyone's eyes. This time, they began to perform complex horse tricks, some standing on horseback with one foot lightly, while others split their legs upside down in a balance and support movement. The most powerful one can actually do three somersaults in a row on the back of a running horse. The people around erupted in fierce cheers and thunderous applause.

Dearlando changed into his costume, found a flagpole and climbed up, then lightly jumped on one of the largest balloons. Under the cover of the streamers, no one in the bustling crowd below noticed that there was one more person on the balloon. At least eight or nine hundred people had gathered around the tent at the moment, and it was still increasing, and everyone was very excited. The emotions of the people are like the waves of the sea surging in this area.

"Hmm~ Not bad, if there are a lot of people, the mental power is abundant!" Dearlando opened the star box and released Riess, who had been locked up and the young dragon happily crawled around on Dearlando, looking around, breathing in the warm breeze of the summer breeze.

The hot air balloon flutters with the ups and downs of the air current, and the amplitude is quite large, but this does not prevent the interest of one person and one dragon from condescendingly watching. As the number of people gathered increased and people's emotions soared, there was a slow flicker of light in the star box. Drops of dewdrop-like transparent material precipitate out on the white silk wool and slowly grow larger.

Star Box - That's what Dearlando called the white, bone china-like box. It was one of the only two things he had with him after he was reborn with the young dragon. The Starlight Dragon of the previous generation and the Heroic Spirit of Landis, the King of Light, left too hastily to leave him with many clues, so Deirlandor only discovered the function of this thing after groping for a while.

In addition to being very sturdy and able to act as a temporary habitat for young dragons, the Star Crate can also absorb high concentrations of nearby energy, such as gems or the excitement of watching a circus performance, which it can condense into pure magic crystals that young dragons can eat. This is the most useful function known to the Box.

A bright royal blue firework suddenly burst into a shower of stars in the sky. Knowing that this was the opening signal, Dearlando immediately put away the young dragon and jumped off the balloon with one of them. Instead of landing in a tent full of spectators, he flew into the woods behind him. His character will appear from the depths of the woods with a large army, playing the role of a "prince" who ventures around and strays into the secret realm of the queen of the deep forest.