"Look." Mr. Eight Eyes stood in the middle of the small circle of V-class tenants, pointed at an object on the ground, and said briefly.
This is the corpse of a huge beast, to be precise, it is the corpse of a huge earth dragon. The body is severely damaged, and the ugly mount of the Zhawi Empire's famous ace army, the earth dragon cavalry, appears in front of you from a nightmare.
, which made Jonah shudder violently.
This is a weird guy, with a long neck and a short head, two lower teeth sticking out of his mouth like scimitars, his body is covered with golden scales, his hind legs are extremely thick, not in proportion to the front legs curled up on his chest, and there are two very large pairs of teeth on his back.
It has large fleshy wings, the edges of the wings are full of sharp teeth, and its long tail is covered with spikes.
The cause of its death can be seen at a glance. There is a deep spherical hole in the center of the head, like a huge spoon has dug out a piece of it. The right front leg, right hind leg and part of the trunk of the Terrestrial Dragon were cut off, leaving blood.
A wound that has clotted.
A pair of exquisite leather saddles were thrown on the ground. The side of the saddle was engraved with the logo of the Earthly Dragon Knights with a lance piercing an iron shield, and dried blood was condensed on it.
The tenants in Room A51 gathered around the dragon corpse. Jekong stood not far away, his red hair blowing slightly in the wind. His slender eyes seemed to be looking here, but they didn't seem to see anything. "That weird southerner is still there.
You don't fit in with others." Mr. Eight Eyes commented. That's right, - Yona praised in his heart.
"This is Earthly Dragon Feeding." Toba rubbed his hands.
"Yes, that's wrong." Elliot drew out his long sword, bent down from the unicorn's back to fiddle with the dragon corpse, and the sharp blade slid across the golden scales, making a clear sound of gold and iron. He returned the sword to the box.
, solemnly said: "This is the golden dragon."
Everyone said nothing and stared at him. Team Pitchfork was used to receiving briefings from the omniscient Rose Knight anytime and anywhere.
"The Zhawi Empire's military strength consists of approximately ten legions. The most powerful ones, in addition to the First Central Army, which is a mixture of heavy infantry and French soldiers, are three independently organized underground dragoon regiments, and three cavalry regiments.
The regiment is led by three great knights, and the one with the smallest number but the strongest combat effectiveness is the cavalry regiment 'Golden Hammers' under the command of "Storm Knight" Isaacchios.
The core force of the Golden Hammer, the bodyguards of Storm Knight Isaacios are the elite of the elite. All of them are equipped with this kind of golden earth-walking dragon wearing extremely strong golden scales and having a pair of flightless wings.
, although there are only a hundred people, but in the history of war in the Western Continent for nearly a hundred years, they have never been defeated in attacking cities." Elliot's voice was calm, and he could not tell whether he was happy or sad.
"After the golden hammer conquers the city, it will cut off the heads of the rulers and nail them above the city gates, completely massacre the city, loot gold, silver and art, burn the buildings, and build a tall statue of Lazi, the god of war and blacksmiths, on the ruins. They are
The sharp teeth of the devil in the Zhawi Empire, the vanguard of the Hell Legion, and the nightmare of the entire Western Continent."
Jonah shuddered. The burning red stone castle appeared in his mind. A lance was nailed to the city gate, and the head of Her Majesty Queen Wenger III was tied to the lance with a golden ribbon.
Long Ji seemed to notice something unusual about him, so she approached him and patted Yona's arm.
"The Golden Earth Dragon appeared in Cherry Crossing and died." Xibi said.
"No wonder the V-class tenants showed up." Long Ji said.
"I didn't understand it very well," Toba said.
"It seems that the last resistance force at the southern end of the continent, the Kingdom of Bazelal, has been completely destroyed, and the war has burned around us." Elliot said.
"...Do you want to run away?" Jonah said with a trembling voice. Suddenly, like a thunderbolt, Segres' prophecy came to his mind, "On October 29th, the flames fell and the river was polluted. Ayala
Say to your companions: 'I will wait elsewhere'."
The predicted date was calculated by him as April 26 in the continental calendar, and today is April 7.
"I understand." Yona murmured to himself. In 20 days, the army of the Zhawi Empire will surely destroy Cherry Crossing and set fire to massacre. Imagining his father's head floating alone on the wooden house, Yona felt weak.
dizziness.
"What's wrong?" Long Ji stretched out her hand to support him and asked. Yona shook his head and looked at Mr. Eight Eyes: "Yes, we will escape, right?"
Mr. Eight Eyes looked at him with an expression of disbelief. Yona looked around and saw that his friends in the Pitchfork Team also had the same surprised expression.
After a century-long silence, Toba smiled: "Hehe, hehe, Mr. Astrologer, you are just joking with us to cheer us up. It took me so long to figure it out." Peasant Bazeral
He gave Jonah a thumbs up and winked.
"No, I'm serious..." Yona said anxiously.
"Save your bastard foreign jokes about St. Bolen for the Ezi people." Mr. Yamu cut off his defense, his voice was filled with coldness, and he gradually raised his voice, "Cherry Ferry is a town that daddy protects alone, so
Over the years, surrounded by the Bazeral nobles, Colombos and Warcraft, Cherry Crossing has not allowed the interests of any tenant to be infringed upon. Although it is not mentioned in the 55 additional clauses, I, the Eight Eyes, will explain it here.
: Any doubts about Dad are not allowed! Tenants who have doubts, I will be happy to cross out your name from the accommodation registration book and make it happen immediately!"
The hard sound collided and reverberated in the gaps between the stone houses. It took a long time to disperse in the morning light of Cherry Crossing. Some secretly watching shadows slowly retracted into the corner doorway.
"Mr. Eight Eyes, he is new here and is still a child." Long Ji supported Yona and explained in a low voice.
But Jekong in the distance turned his head, as if attracted by the eight-eyed declaration, and walked straight over with a pair of long legs in rust-colored trousers with a somewhat stiff pace.
"Hey, Yankee, don't come over here." Sibi yelled at him.
The red-haired southerner turned a deaf ear and walked straight towards Mr. Eight Eyes.
Xibi raised his hand, and Yekong opened his slender eyes slightly and glanced at her. A crack with ice was cut in the air. Xibi suddenly backflips and took three steps back, kneeling on the ground.
There was a sound, and the long bow shimmering with silver light was taken out from nowhere and placed across his chest.
"Damn, he's crazy again, new brother, stay away from him!" the woman in green shouted through gritted teeth.
Long Ji grabbed Yona's belt and took a few steps back.
Mr. Eight Eyes raised his beautiful eyebrows coldly: "Huh? Did you apply for the job just after I said it?"
"Oh, it's all my fault. Brother Ye didn't sleep well last night, and he's still a little sleepwalking today. I'll take him back right now. I'm sorry, sir." Toba apologized profusely, turned around, and lay across the floor.
between two people.
Jonah heard the bones and muscles of the room leader's body making the creaking sound of mechanical devices like millstones driven by windmills. The giant Bazelar took a deep breath, and the vigorous energy surged in his chest.
The ferocious veins were exposed on his arms, and the temperature of the air seemed to be raised by the powerful energy of his body. The small round hat on Toba's head automatically fell to the ground without any wind, revealing a huge bald head covered with veins. Yona couldn't help but retreat again.
Two steps.
"Let's go home, little brother?" Toba narrowed his eyes and showed a scary smile.
Ye Kong stopped, looked up in confusion, stretched out his hand to loosen the scarf around his neck, and placed his slender fingers on the hilt of the sword.
"Uncle, don't let him go!" Xibi stamped his feet aside.
Elliot sighed. He took off the armor on his left arm, rolled up his sleeves, drew his sword and made a cut on his arm, and blood immediately seeped out.
"Hey! Here!" He raised his left hand and called. Perhaps it was the smell of blood that attracted Ye Kong. The southerner's eyes lit up, he released his sword hilt and walked over with long legs.
"You are going to be disappointed again. We are not what you are looking for." Elliot said calmly to comfort the unicorn who was standing still due to uneasiness.
Ye Kong stood next to the riding beast, dipped his fingers into Elliot's blood, looked at it under the sunlight, put it to his nose to smell it, then stuck out his tongue to lick it, shook his head, sighed, and squatted down in disappointment.
Come down.
"Tch." Xibi put away her long bow and spat.
Jonah found himself covered in cold sweat. Long Ji patted his back comfortingly, motioned for him to stand still, took out a roll of white gauze from his waist, and went over to bandage the Knight of Rose.
Toba took a long breath, relaxed his tense muscles, and revealed a farmer's honest smile: "Look at Mr. Eight Eyes, he just lacks sleep. It's okay. Let's start discussing the mission?"
"You and you, you two go into the house. Toba, take the southerner back and keep an eye on him. Woman, wait outside the house." Bami pointed at Jonah and Elliot in a bad tone, then turned and went back to the room.
.
Jonah and Elliot looked at each other. The Rose Knight smiled bitterly and took the gauze in Long Ji's hand, wrapped it hastily a few times, encouraged the unicorn, and leaned into Mr. Eight Eyes' stone house.
This house has the same structure as room A51. The sunlight coming in from the only narrow window appears dim. The house is filled with documents, bottles, jars, bookcases, wardrobes and unknown strange furnishings. It is based on a single person.
For a woman's room, it's a bit messy.
Mr. Eight Eyes sat down on a carved wooden chair covered with two layers of soft cushions and said to the two of them: "You, find a chair to sit on. You can do whatever you want."
"Thank you for your understanding." Elliot said. The roof of the stone house was very high, so he could sit upright on the horse and tilt his body slightly towards the eight-eye seat to show courtesy.
Jonah obediently chose a place to sit down. "I didn't mean to offend just now..." He wanted to defend himself, but Bamu waved his hand irritably: "Let's get down to business."
She took out a piece of paper full of words and said, "Let's take a look first. This is the M-level mission assigned to you by Dad as compensation for the damage to the wooden house. Of course, it is related to the ugly piece of meat outside."
The yellowed paper is filled with words. Under the conspicuous capital "M", there is a brief description of the task, goals, judgments, exit methods, rewards and punishments, which are clear at a glance.
While the two representatives of Pitchfork were studying the task list, Yamoku roughly told the origin of this half of the Golden Earth Dragon: Two hours before sunset yesterday afternoon, a detachment of two Golden Earth Dragoons attacked Cherry Ferry.
He destroyed dozens of crypts and shacks in the peripheral gathering place for the powerless, and escaped calmly from the siege of hundreds of powerless people.
But the good luck of the powerful dragoons ends when they accidentally meet their father who is returning from a walk. Dad always has only one solution to the unstable factors that appear around the town: eliminate them.
After a fierce but extremely short contact battle, the father left the corpse behind and went to patrol in another direction. When the team sent by Mr. Eight Eyes found the corpse and escorted it back to the town, the two corpses had been torn apart by the angry powerless people.
It was broken into pieces, and only this half of the dragon's body remained.
"I heard that dragon meat was cut off and flowed into the black market. Some people think that this kind of sub-dragon meat is the best supplement." Mr. Eight Eyes added.
Elliot finished reading the mission description, put the paper on the saddle, and asked: "Do we have the right to refuse this mission?"
"No."
"Okay. Sorry." The Rose Knight used the sheathed long sword to dexterously pick up the quill pen inserted in the ink bottle on the desk. He caught the pen in the air with his left hand, signed his name on the task list, and handed it to Jonah.
Signing for him to sign, Jonah signed with a little confusion and handed it back to Mr. Eight Eyes.
The red-haired young woman took it and looked at it, then nodded: "According to additional clause 40-3, the task undertaken by two people is regarded as the task undertaken by the team, and it is now effective." She stood up, led the two young men in room A51 out of the stone house, and said
He made a farewell gesture: "I hope you will come back intact."
Xibi stood happily in the sunshine and asked curiously: "Took it? What task?"
"It's a bit of a headache. Let's talk about it when we get back. Also, we need to ask the room chief about the source of the meat we ate last night." Elliot frowned.