"I still don't have enough time......"

Even Cervantes knew that if the world was not peaceful, then the development of commerce would be very slow, and the Sad Wind Leader would basically make money by selling various specialties now, if the Sad Wind Leader was in chaos...... Then he won't have anything to earn!

The monsters and monsters in the area around the Coin Valley were basically hunted by the adventurers, but they had never been to the area north of the Coin Valley at all.

The Black Forest is rich in resources, and some magical materials that can only be grown in extreme environments can be found here, and the two Black Forests in the north and south occupy most of the tropics and subtropics between the continents of Slo Mendes, and in the area closer to the inland sea, astral whales have appeared.

Although the Astral Whales are not powerful, and there are almost no means of attack except for their huge bodies, it is easier for Cervantes to deal with them, but their appearance also means that the astral creatures can invade the Asatom world, and now the gradual collapse of the 'Seal of the Gods' also shows that the Asartom world is about to become a high demon world.

Although Cervantes himself had seen the cloud giants that lived above the clouds, in the world of Assatome, he had never seen the 'empty island' that the red dragon had spoken of, which was said to be a natural floating island that had acquired 'magical powers', an island that could naturally float in the air.

Oh, no, it's off topic again!

The black dragon pouted and tapped his skull, he had to learn how to control his divergent thoughts, since he was affected by the 'essentia', the two bloodlines clashed.

Although the character has not changed much, many personality traits have been magnified, belonging to the greed and evil of the black dragon, and the sense of responsibility and wisdom of the golden dragon...... He didn't have that!

After all kinds of personality traits have been greatly amplified, he is no longer suitable to stay in Wende City, the civilians are too fragile, he is a dragon, and with a little movement, he can kill those fragile little people.

The maid decided that his current state was not suitable for him to stay in Winder City for the time being, so she sent him to the frontier, which made him feel very depressed, because he thought that he would soon be on the maid's operating table again.

In a bad mood, Cervantes, who had lost his appetite, ate only one roasted whole cow for dinner—a three-ton one.

After dinner, the belated summer night finally falls, and a bonfire rises in the center of the settlement, and the flames that are lit high make the adventurers cheer and clink glasses in friendship.

As long as they are experienced adventurers, it is difficult for their bodies to live without alcohol, even if they can usually drink some shoddy low-alcohol liquor, and it is mixed with water, so these drinks are very cheap.

Because on the way to the mission, they walk on the edge of life and death almost all the time, those places that seem to be in little danger are often the most dangerous, even if they return to the human settlement, they are still worried, the tense spirit is difficult to relieve, and the spirit is easy to collapse over time, so they need to indulge themselves to let themselves walk on the verge of collapse but not collapse.

These are the 'adventurers' and 'mercenaries', they are heroic, but they are a bunch of lawless.

Many newcomers to this industry are forced to become adventurers because they have violated the laws set by the lord in their hometown, or evaded taxes, or helped black market merchants do something, and they have to run out and become adventurers, they are a group of lawless people, but they also have to cling to this society.

"Adventurer......" Cervantes licked the gloss from the corner of his mouth, a look of nostalgia in his eyes.

In the long period of more than 400 years, he has seen a lot of people, and there are naturally some adventurers, those adventurers who left a deep impression on him have either died, or have lived in seclusion, even if they have strong strength, they will not show up easily, although these adventurers are a group of lawless people, but after a certain age, they will also choose to leave this industry on the edge of human society and reintegrate into human society.

Black Dragon didn't have many friends, but there were still a few, and when he saw those adventurers who were gulping wine and laughing, he couldn't help but think of his former friends.

After all, it is possible to become friends with a black dragon, except for adventurers and mercenaries who do not have much prejudice against the dragon clan, there are very few other people who do not have a stereotype of the black dragon.

"Lord Holland......"

Cervantes' ears moved, and he quickly leaned down and pressed his ear to the roof, ready to eavesdrop on what was about to happen in the room on the second floor.

"What's wrong?"

Gwen Holland rubbed her sore shoulders and was about to pick up the kerosene lamp and go back to the dormitory, when a soldier rushed in without even knocking on the door, which gave her a sense of foreboding.

"Lord Knight Heland, there is a report from the northern sentry post that there is a herd of beasts gathering in the north of the valley, and it is suspected that the alien tribes in the Black Forest want to gather the beast tide again. ”

Knight Gwen nodded, his mouth slightly open, and just as he was about to say something, he heard a "bang" of glass behind him-

Shattered!

The black dragon hooked the edge of the roof with one hand, kicked the glass window of the room, and fell into the room, and the moment he got up, he seemed to see the distorted expression on Gwen Holland's face.

Knight Gwen took a deep breath: "Your Excellency, what are you trying to do here?"

"Let me go......"

Cervantes took a cigarette out of his storage bag, lit it with a match, took a puff — and then spit it out without sucking it into his lungs, which he thought was handsome anyway.

Cervantes sneered and said, "As long as I use [Legendary Stance], I will be able to destroy them all in no time." ”

With a cold countenance, a cold gaze, and a contemptuous attitude, this mysterious side is hidden behind the smoke, and at this moment, Cervantes is like a real black dragon, an incomparably powerful legendary black dragon.

After getting used to the lord's approachable appearance, he suddenly saw another side of him, and Knight Gwen was also slightly stunned......

"Ahem, ahem!"

Knight Gwen raised his hand and fanned the smoke in his face, and couldn't help but look disgusted.

She sighed and pretended to say, "Well, since that's the case, then please, Lord Duke!"

Knight Gwen tried to find a shadow of the Duke she respected in the lord she was now loyal to through the smoke that enveloped her eyes......

But alas, there's nothing! It's a stupid dragon!

"Hoo ......"

Cervantes nodded solemnly, and as he passed by the soldier who had come to report, he patted him on the shoulder and smiled at him in support.

Then, under the excited gaze of the soldier, he pushed the door and left the room.

After the black dragon left, Knight Gwen breathed a sigh of relief, then looked at the shattered glass window and groaned for a long time.

Where was the black dragon before? How did he hear that? and...... Why didn't he just walk through the door?

Thinking that he might have to work in this airy room for days ahead, Knight Gwen felt like slamming his head on the table.

If the room is ventilated, you can't use an ice bucket, which means that the temperature outside and inside is almost the same, and it's likely that it's even hotter indoors!

Why didn't that black dragon go through the door?!

By this time, Cervantes had melted into the silence of the night, the night as his disguise, and the breath of the plants cheering him on—though he might be going to burn them next.