Then the heavily armed guards also arrived, and what was the matter?Put your sword down?Dragon: Ah, this is another of the robbers' accomplices, who robbed the gentleman's horse and fled. He's right, my lord, that guy killed my groom, and he scared me half to death. Is that really the case?" the guard looked at the corpse on the ground. Damn it. There was a murder in the city, and it was a big deal. Hurry up and report to the sheriff. In the blockade of the city gates. Guard: Who are you?Dragon: Pointing to the medal on my chest, look at this and you'll know who I am. Guard: Okay, let's go, there's nothing to do with you here. Take people away. Cordon off the scene. The man with the severed arm shouted, "You swore you'd let me go?" I didn't kill you on the spot, so you should be thankful. Hawah, it's getting a little troublesome. Anyway, let's go and see what I'm talking about.

The dragon then hired a horse and rushed out of the city to the village of Hawa. After a few hours of traveling, the village slowly appeared before his eyes, and he rode into the village with his hood pressed low, and found an inn to stay in. The dragon simply ate something, lay down on the bed, and began to think about what to do. He suddenly felt that something was tricky. I don't know how many of those robbers are entrenched here. I should change my image, but don't let him recognize me. Had breakfast the next day. The dragon dressed himself up as a businessman. He looked at his reflection in the water, felt satisfied, and left the inn.

He came to the tavern and looked up at the tavern's sign, and the tavern's ridiculous name, Stallion! He pushed open the door of the tavern and walked in, because it was early, and there were not many people in the tavern. As soon as the dragon came in, he could quickly say that several pairs of eyes were staring at him. The dragon pretended not to know and walked to the counter. Have a glass of rum with some ice. Have a beer. Okay, what else can I do? No, I just want to have a good drink. It's too hot. The tavernkeeper turned around and went to prepare the drinks. The dragon straightened his hat and looked around. Didn't find anyone to look for. Then he took his wine and sat down at random. He knew that this was the enemy's territory, and it was impossible to take the risk of asking others. Then he can only wait slowly for the prey to appear. He sat until the evening, and found no sign of Hoffmann among those who came in and out. I can't help but be a little upset. Didn't that guy come back to the village? He was thinking about it when the door to the tavern creaked open. Ryuichi looked up and saw that the person he was looking for was walking in, followed by several people dressed as mercenaries who followed him into the tavern. He finally showed up, and the dragon was overjoyed. He lowered his hood a bit, and he was thinking about how to subdue him, whether to kill him or capture him alive. Those guys weren't his men. Before the dragon could think about it, Hoffman himself walked straight over with a small barrel of wine, and sat down opposite him. Hoffman: Ah, it's so hot, even the wind at night is hot damn damn weather. Can I sit down?" the dragon was taken aback, he didn't expect him to sit with him, it was a godsend. Whoever is you, no one is sitting anyway, Long replied coldly. Hoffman poured himself a glass of wine and put his feet on the table, watching the dragon as he drank. You're from out of town, aren't you? Why haven't I seen you?: Yes, I'm a merchant, so I'm stopping by here to see if there's any good fur here. Hoffman: Oh, I see, you're in the fur trade. Dragon: Touching the hilt of the sword with your hand, yes, a small business. Hoffman looked at him and took a big sip of beer, huh? I'm also interested in furs. And you've come to the right place, where wolves and grizzly bears are often spotted. In the early years, I asked someone to get me a white lion's skin. Dragon: Wow, that's a lot of money, congratulations. Hoffman: That's all in the past. The last few years have not been peaceful. It looks like you're alone, so be careful. Long: My people are resting in the hotel, and I'm out to breathe. Hey Hoffman, when did you guys come back? Just yesterday! Of course, he rattled the bell and gave everyone here a beer to me. The atmosphere was lively. The tavern owner brings the dragon a beer. Hoffman: Cheers, let's have a drink. Dragon: No, I'm pretty much drunk. I've never been very good at drinking. Hoffman: I wanted to see how a beer got you in, and you didn't even roll your tongue when you spoke. Do you look down on me? Dragon: I didn't mean that. Hoffman: Let's have a drink, and the friends here will do one together. Today I was greeted with a meal of praise and a loud whistle. A room full of people raised their glasses and drank down. The dragon couldn't afford to drink half of it in one go.

He didn't feel the need to drag it out, and now was a good opportunity to get to know him. Just take his head back and make a mistake, so as not to have too many dreams at night. As soon as he paid attention, he suddenly felt a little dizzy and damn too much drunk. The dragon shook his head, trying to dispel the feeling, but to no avail. His consciousness was blurring, and the dragon sensed something was wrong, and the dragon, who was about to lose consciousness, saw Hoffman smiling at him. Hoffman kicked the sleepy dragon away, kicked away his hand holding the hilt of the sword, and fought me, boy, you are too tender. He winked, and a few people came over, and carried the dragon into the room behind the tavern.

What does the Boss do with it?, Hoffman walked over and kicked the dragon hard. This bastard also pretended to be a merchant to inquire about me, this idiot, I recognized it as soon as I entered the village. He reached out and ripped the dragon's beard from his lips. He was the one who killed our two brothers, and he was a magician. The others shouted, "Kill him, boss, lest you have too many nights, yes, kill him to avenge your brothers." Hoffman: Shut up idiot, am I the boss or are you the boss. Go and see what he's got on him? A few people went up and searched for it, and all that was left was a pair of underwear. The kid is quite stocked. Big brother, look, so much treasure. There's also a medal, it should be the medal worn by the mage, right? Hoffman took it in his hand and looked through it, this kid has a background. Everyone else gathered around to look at the Medal of Loyal Guard. It turns out that he is a court mage, damn it, no wonder he has so much money on him. We caught a big fish. What the hell have you done, the king is going to send court mages against you. Hoffman: How the fuck do I know. Instead, he said he was in the army. What did the third prince say that he wanted to do a business with me, and they had a handwritten letter to show me, so I opened it. This * raised him to sneak up on me with magic, and his swordsmanship is not bad. There are very few people who can be my opponents. Hoffman: If my guess is right, he must have been instructed by someone to kill me. Are we being targeted, no, I need to figure this out. Who the hell wants my life? Look at him first. I've got something to do. If he wakes up, come and call me. Hoffman then left.

The dragon slowly woke up in the middle of the night, and he opened his eyes and looked around. I couldn't turn my mind for a while, and I didn't know where I was. What the hell is this? He tried to rub his eyes with his hands but found that his hands and feet didn't obey him, what happened? He looked down and found that he was tied to a post. That's when the dragon suddenly woke up when he fainted, damn it, I was drugged by that guy. Drink it and a glass of wine will spill it over for me. Damn, why didn't I care? Just thinking about how to kill him. I didn't expect to be yin by him, what should I do? At this time, he felt uncomfortable all over his body, and when he looked closely, he was wearing a pair of fucking underwear. He's so angry, no wonder his body is so itchy, it turns out that he is for a night of mosquitoes. The body is full of mosquito bags, can it not itch. The dragon's breath hung in the faint. He kept struggling back and forth to get the rope to send a little, but he couldn't be tied up and was almost like a twist. Now he was in a hurry. I haven't even married a daughter-in-law, and I'm going to die here before I even touch a woman. I'm a fucking loss, no, I can't die here. He has always been so afraid that if he falls into the hands of those people, he will not die so happily. He tossed and turned there, and even used up the strength to feed. In fact, the dragon thought a lot, thanks to the money and his status as a magician, his life was temporarily saved. At this time, Hoffman was thinking about how to get more money from the dragon and who was behind him?

Early in the morning, Hoffman pushed open the door and approached. What do you want to do? Hoffman: What do I think? It's up to you, Your Excellency the Magician, now that I ask you, you'd better answer honestly, so as not to suffer from the flesh and skin. Dragon: What do you want to know? Hoffman: Who do you play for? Dragon: I—I'm His Royal Highness the Prince's man? You can't kill me. Hoffman: Ah, it's the Third Highness again. Don't worry, I don't want to kill you just yet. Then why does Your Highness think so highly of me? He shook the dragon's medallion, my dear magic swordsman. I'm really flattered. When the dragon saw that his medal was in his hand, he decided to fight for it. Dragon: I'm just acting on orders from His Royal Highness, how dare I ask more? I'm just a baron. How can I disobey the orders of the Three Highnesses!I, Baron Chilikapa, can swear to the gods. Hoffman: Hehe, my Lord Baron, you don't have to swear, and I don't think you lie to me, but I don't believe you'll know anything. The dragon hurriedly said, "I really have nothing to say, but I have a lot of money, enough to pay my ransom. Hoffman smiled happily, hehe. Ransom, very good, so how much money are you going to pay for your life, my baron?Dragon: If you can spare me, I will give 100,000 gold coins, not 200,000 gold coins. The dragon thought to me, so I could save my life. Hoffman licked his lips, "Two hundred thousand gold coins?" Long: Why is it still less? even if you have 500 personal guards or buy a mansion in the city, it will be enough. Hoffman: My lord, 500,000 gold coins, I will take it by tomorrow evening, or you will die. I hope you don't force me to do that.