How does legend begin and how does it end? Are the stories handed down from ancient times based on the dictation of survivors, the fragmentary notes in yellowed books, or are the records of existence far beyond human life span preserved as entertainment? I''m afraid all these reasons exist, and the factors beyond these reasons also exist. Hern sitter, king of the Lion Kingdom, sat on his bed in his bedroom, looking out the window at the moonlight. Many people think that as the king of adventurers, sitter''s personal life should be quite wonderful, and the fact that he has never been married confirms this view. Although the people of the grey lion loved their king, it did not stop them from making up a love affair for the king. But unlike most rulers, sitter not only won''t punish these scandals, he even disguised himself to go to the tavern to listen to the stories and exclaim how good it would be if they were true.
The king of the grey lion is not without desire. He is also an ordinary man. However, his encounter with his old friend Andre in the underground world in his early years made sigart know a cruel fact. About the fact that hern, the family regarded as a royal family by the grey lion people. That is their ancestors. The founder of the kingdom is not a glorious pioneer as he has been handed down. No, he is indeed a pioneer, but with the help of some special means of development. The mother of the crypt, who responded to the call of the first grey lion king, established a kingdom for the latter. But like all those who have prayed for help from these evil palaces, they have to pay a price, that is, the life of all the creatures in the kingdom that will be harvested when the deep heart comes out of the earth. It''s a fair deal, isn''t it? The present King laughed and drank the fire Lily from his cup, the magic wine made by Andre, his closest friend.
The blood of the hern family must be cut off. Compared with the disappearance of a family and the loss of a surname, the rest of the kingdom is innocent. Sitter stood up and went to the table by the window. This table was a gift from the dwarfs on his birthday. Not to mention the exquisite material selection and delicate polishing of the furniture, what impressed the king most was that Andre carved the whole model of the hammer collar on the table. Sitter knew the craft of dwarfs. As early as in the years of joint adventure, he thought more than once that Andre only needed to put down the ax and pick up the chisel, and his carving was enough to make him a famous master in all countries. The sculpture on the long table, which looks like wood and stone, is more exquisite, not to mention the mountains and rivers, all the settlements and houses in the table are also carefully carved. Every time the king looks at it, he can always find the details that he neglected before. He even thought that the sculpture on this table was the projection of the land. And today, as he prepared to pour himself another glass of wine, something incredible happened.
On the table, the city of molten iron, which was built by the Great Duke of liehammer for decades, was strengthened with dwarves'' technology, and its defense ability was still above the capital of the king. Unexpectedly, it collapsed down. It looks like the ground that supports the city is broken in an instant, and the hollows under the ground instantly pull the magnificent wall into the dark, but because it''s only happened on the model, there''s only a "poop" sound. Sitter, who was pouring wine, was startled by the noise and shook his hand. The glass filled with liquor fell from his hand and fell to the ground, breaking into a pool of crumbs. The king looked at the collapsed molten iron city on the table top. He didn''t know what it meant. His reason told him that maybe it was sculpture, which was naturally damaged because of too long time. But in his heart, the wild intuition told sitter that things were not so simple. Some extremely bad things happened.
"Your Majesty, what happened?" The waiter outside the door asked from the door after hearing the crack of the glass. The king looked at the ruins of the melting iron city on the table top, and called out to the people outside, "send someone to contact big Duke liehammer! Come on, with carrier pigeons or send messengers, I want to confirm the status of the strong hammer collar before sunset tomorrow "Yes, your majesty!"
"Wait a minute," sitter went to the bedroom door, opened it, and grabbed the waiter''s shoulder before he could go. "Let Atticus come. I''ll wait for him in my study."
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At the same time, cheese, who has fallen into a deep sleep due to excessive energy consumption, wakes up in the witch''s house. At the moment the mage opened his eyes, the magic light in his eyes frightened all the people around him, especially klandi, who was closely related to cheese. He was one of the few people in the room who could feel the huge magic power suddenly burst out and disappear in a moment. When the energy in the grey robed mage''s eyes dissipated, Elsa dared to step forward and ask, "how do you feel?"
When the mage got up, he found that the room of the crowd was the former command room. What he was lying on was not a bed, but some hay wrapped in cloth. "How long did I sleep?" "It''s only a day, but maybe it''s because of the enchantment. The people in wangduli have witnessed a lot less dragon than we expected." Elsa said, throwing a thing into the arms of cheese, "this thing back to you, the next time you do such a thing, please tell me first, master mage." Obviously, she was very dissatisfied with the fact that she had given Migo control to herself before cheese making, but in fact she got rid of the restriction that the Dragon could not attack the contractor."Sorry." The mage grinned bitterly and took the Dragon flute to his hand, thus restoring the connection with the red dragon. After chatting with Migo casually and telling each other that he was ok, cheese put the flute into his robe. He looked around at the people in the room. "Jack, where are they and miss Amelia?" Kranty came over, and the mage noticed that her eyes were still green, which might have been a sequel of last night''s magic release. "Mother and Mr. Jack went to clean up the supplies. After the magic in the room failed, many things were thrown back into the real space at will. Mother was counting the items that could be used. Mr. Jack and Ms. Mona had one eye The lady is helping her
"Sorry, I went too far." Thinking that the source of magic failure is his own guided dragon fire, cheese scratched his head, and his face was a little embarrassed. "Please don''t say that. If it were not for you, we would have been dead. Besides, although the defense magic has lost its effectiveness, the soup pot has not been affected. As long as it is still there, we can rebuild this place sooner or later. " The young witch looked at the mage and sincerely expressed her thanks.
Cheese nodded and stood up. Elsa gently held his right arm to prevent falling down. The mage, who was really in a weak state, did not refuse. He walks to Lothar and the net worm playing chess in the corner of the room. The count raised his head, chuckled, and said, "you look good. When I saw the marks of your fighting, I thought you were going to stay in bed for at least some time." "I''d like to lie down for a few days if I can. But
When he saw cheese''s expression, Lothar knew that the other party was not coming to comfort himself or thank him for helping him resist the ghoul''s attack last night. The mage obviously had a discovery, and this discovery needs his strength. "It''s nothing, but, come on, what do you want me to do? My axe and I will be happy to help you Cheese heard this with a reassuring smile, in his next action, the witch hunting knife and its matching strong soldiers are necessary. "I don''t know if I''m right now, but I think you might be happy to kill a lich with hern''s hand?" Yes, Lich. According to cheese''s conjecture, the transformation of patriarch Edward into an immortal, and the existence of powerful magic power attached to its shovel, there is a great possibility that he met the Lich in the iron fort. Since they did not die of space turbulence, then the other side also survived and the possibility of the same in Wangdu is very large. However, if you want to deal with the Lich with immortal body, witch hunting knife is the best choice.
Just as a few people were talking, the door to the corridor was opened. Clandy turned her head and thought it was her mother who had come back, but she frowned unconsciously when she saw the visitor. "What are you doing here?"
Rain ignored the witch, and the man, who seemed to be always sad, went straight to the cheese maker and whispered something in the mage''s ear. "What do you say?" Cheese looked at the Bard with wide eyes. He couldn''t believe what he was saying. And the rain just took 10% unavoidable expression, lightly nodded, "you did not hear wrong. The city of molten iron collapsed. "
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