There is a spring breeze in the palace of the city lord of the Dragon City. From time to time, you can hear the moans of elves in the wind. Gauze clothes are flying and flowers are blooming. It seems like the emperor and his concubines are playing in the royal garden. Here, In the city lord's mansion, which has become the dragon's lair, the beautiful elves and the dragon form an extremely disharmonious ratio.
Old John knew that he could not run far, and that as long as he left the city, he would inevitably turn into a corpse that no one knew. Therefore, he, his wife, and two children hugged each other and shivered in the cellar they dug. Hope to survive.
"Honey, I'm going out to work. Come and help me see where I'm unclean. Is this dress particularly dirty?"
Old John can still remember his fear that day. A thousand meters high in the sky, a giant dragon that he could not imagine or describe and could only be likened to the size of a mountain launched an attack on the Central City. The terrifying power of the comparison broke through the city's defense. He breathed fire just as the bard described. No, it was fire from the sky, blowing up the walls of the central city and causing half of the city to fall into a sea of fire.
If this world was really that safe, there wouldn't be so many professionals and mercenaries, and the caravans wouldn't spontaneously gather together to hire a large number of professionals to protect them and walk in the world of St. Sauron. It's not a joke that you break into the dragon's lair one day, it's something that's very likely to happen.
But even so, the beautiful elven noble maids are doing their best to satisfy the dragon's desires, using their delicate bodies to withstand the dragon's demands, which seems to be a scene that can only appear in a certain country's TV series.
In this world where countries and races and racial wars are frequent, it is common for several people to die in each family. Although the family members will lament, they will soon pick up their mood and continue to live. Those who groan The drama of revenge in the poet's mouth will only appear among nobles and some strong men. For civilians, their purpose is just to allow themselves and their families to continue to live.
But even so, the beautiful elven noble maids are doing their best to satisfy the dragon's desires, using their delicate bodies to withstand the dragon's demands, which seems to be a scene that can only appear in a certain country's TV series.
Ah, those delicious foods make people want to go back.
But even so, the beautiful elven noble maids are doing their best to satisfy the dragon's desires, using their delicate bodies to withstand the dragon's demands, which seems to be a scene that can only appear in a certain country's TV series.
"Got it, Dad!"
John looked at the piece of meat on the wooden table beside them that they had saved through frugality and the unbelievably exquisite wheat, and he secretly swallowed.
Thank you Lord, for allowing humble commoners like us to live a life that even the little nobles would envy!
The laughter of the giant dragon spreads far away. If someone passes by here, hears the sound inside and sees the scene inside, his blood will surge up, and he can't wait to kill the evil dragon with a sword, but the place where the giant dragon is is empty, so There is no so-called dragon-slaying warrior who dares to confront the ancient demigod dragon.
Old John said contemptuously.
"Yes, my dears, we will definitely have enough to eat today... The lord said that as long as we work hard, there will be bread, butter and meat, so you must also grow up quickly. Da, do you know that you are loyal to the lord?"
If this world was really that safe, there wouldn't be so many professionals and mercenaries, and the caravans wouldn't spontaneously gather together to hire a large number of professionals to protect them and walk in the world of St. Sauron. It's not a joke that you break into the dragon's lair one day, it's something that's very likely to happen.
The laughter of the giant dragon spreads far away. If someone passes by here, hears the sound inside and sees the scene inside, his blood will surge up, and he can't wait to kill the evil dragon with a sword, but the place where the giant dragon is is empty, so There is no so-called dragon-slaying warrior who dares to confront the ancient demigod dragon.
It was still a long time, and there were many of these elf girls, and his body was no longer as weak as a human's. Louis felt that if all the elves were exhausted, he might have to play until very late.
"Dad, dad, we can still eat soft bread and taste those delicious meats today..."
In this world where countries and races and racial wars are frequent, it is common for several people to die in each family. Although the family members will lament, they will soon pick up their mood and continue to live. Those who groan The drama of revenge in the poet's mouth will only appear among nobles and some strong men. For civilians, their purpose is just to allow themselves and their families to continue to live.
She was a woman who might have been a village woman in the eyes of the nobles, but was very beautiful in the eyes of old John. She was diligent and thrifty in running the house, and had given birth to two children for herself. In his eyes, his wife was the most beautiful woman.
"Well, let me see, it's ok. No problem. John must work hard today. My children and I will be waiting for you at home. You don't have to worry about things at home. Just leave the cleaning and cooking to me. I will also try to do it." Get some small things that you can sell after the economic control is over... By the way, stay away from the old Bill next door. Several of his children died in the lord's flames. The old guy kept cursing, Don’t let him affect our family.”
In the past, the ruler of the Central City was the Theocracy, so Old John naturally served the Theocracy. For this, Old John was quite lucky and grateful to his ancestors whose ancestors would come to settle in the Central City. Compared with some other For those brutal lords in the territory, the Theocracy was pretty good, at least it gave them the right to survive.
The children of Old Bill next door are all dead. Although John sympathizes with him, but sympathy is sympathy, he will never have anything to do with the other person. He even thinks that the other person is stupid. Such a great, wise and generous lord, that is really incredible. It was like the incarnation of a god, which would probably never be found again in the world of Saint Sorenel. How dare you curse in the face of such a generous and great existence? He felt that even if Old Bill was captured and burned to death by the soldiers, he deserved it.
There is a spring breeze in the palace of the city lord of the Dragon City. From time to time, you can hear the moans of elves in the wind. Gauze clothes are flying and flowers are blooming. It seems like the emperor and his concubines are playing in the royal garden. Here, In the city lord's mansion, which has become the dragon's lair, the beautiful elves and the dragon form an extremely disharmonious ratio.
…
Thank you Lord, for allowing humble commoners like us to live a life that even the little nobles would envy!
But even so, the beautiful elven noble maids are doing their best to satisfy the dragon's desires, using their delicate bodies to withstand the dragon's demands, which seems to be a scene that can only appear in a certain country's TV series.
Old John's family is not a wealthy family, and it is not close to the nobility, but it is still much better than many truly poor people in the slums. At least as long as they work hard, they can still barely make ends meet. Go down.
…
In the past, the ruler of the Central City was the Theocracy, so Old John naturally served the Theocracy. For this, Old John was quite lucky and grateful to his ancestors whose ancestors would come to settle in the Central City. Compared with some other For those brutal lords in the territory, the Theocracy was pretty good, at least it gave them the right to survive.
The dragon is coming—
The two children said slightly ignorantly.
In fact, Old John is not old. He is now in his twenties and in the prime of life. However, the residents on a street always jokingly call him Old John, and gradually everyone calls him that.
In this world where countries and races and racial wars are frequent, it is common for several people to die in each family. Although the family members will lament, they will soon pick up their mood and continue to live. Those who groan The drama of revenge in the poet's mouth will only appear among nobles and some strong men. For civilians, their purpose is just to allow themselves and their families to continue to live.
At that moment, Old John felt as desperate as many residents living in the city. They even began to count down how many days they had left to live. Would they be imprisoned like livestock until they starved to death, or would they be extremely lucky? The good ones are selected by the dragon, brought to a pot and boiled to become the dragon's rations.
Old John is an ordinary civilian living in the City of Dragons, which was the Central City in the past. Just like most ordinary people in the world of St. Solon, he plows at sunrise and rests at sunset, day after day. Year after year, living is not for some lofty ideal, but just to survive.
Those noble young men who ran away, I wonder if they regret it now!
"Don't worry, dear, I won't have any contact with him. The kind of person who can only eat sawdust black bread and doesn't understand the greatness of the city lord, he deserves to die!"
Old John's family is not a wealthy family, and it is not close to the nobility, but it is still much better than many truly poor people in the slums. At least as long as they work hard, they can still barely make ends meet. Go down.
Those noble young men who ran away, I wonder if they regret it now!
The dragon is coming—
"Dad, dad, we can still eat soft bread and taste those delicious meats today..."
In the past, the ruler of the Central City was the Theocracy, so Old John naturally served the Theocracy. For this, Old John was quite lucky and grateful to his ancestors whose ancestors would come to settle in the Central City. Compared with some other For those brutal lords in the territory, the Theocracy was pretty good, at least it gave them the right to survive.
In the past, the ruler of the Central City was the Theocracy, so Old John naturally served the Theocracy. For this, Old John was quite lucky and grateful to his ancestors whose ancestors would come to settle in the Central City. Compared with some other For those brutal lords in the territory, the Theocracy was pretty good, at least it gave them the right to survive.
She was a woman who might have been a village woman in the eyes of the nobles, but was very beautiful in the eyes of old John. She was diligent and thrifty in running the house, and had given birth to two children for herself. In his eyes, his wife was the most beautiful woman.
With this despair, Old John and his family are quietly waiting for death to come, but the outcome of things is often beyond people's imagination.
Two boys and girls in shabby clothes ran out, drooling and looking at their father expectantly.
At that moment, Old John felt as desperate as many residents living in the city. They even began to count down how many days they had left to live. Would they be imprisoned like livestock until they starved to death, or would they be extremely lucky? The good ones are selected by the dragon, brought to a pot and boiled to become the dragon's rations.
Old John said contemptuously.
The dragon is coming—
However, this peaceful life was finally broken. The Central City is very dangerous, and there will always be wars, big or small, here. But Old John did not expect that he would see a scene that only appeared in fairy tales.
Old John's face was glowing, and he was looking forward to today's work.
Old John's family is not a wealthy family, and it is not close to the nobility, but it is still much better than many truly poor people in the slums. At least as long as they work hard, they can still barely make ends meet. Go down.
"Got it, Dad!"
The children of Old Bill next door are all dead. Although John sympathizes with him, but sympathy is sympathy, he will never have anything to do with the other person. He even thinks that the other person is stupid. Such a great, wise and generous lord, that is really incredible. It was like the incarnation of a god, which would probably never be found again in the world of Saint Sorenel. How dare you curse in the face of such a generous and great existence? He felt that even if Old Bill was captured and burned to death by the soldiers, he deserved it.
But even so, the beautiful elven noble maids are doing their best to satisfy the dragon's desires, using their delicate bodies to withstand the dragon's demands, which seems to be a scene that can only appear in a certain country's TV series.
"Don't worry, dear, I won't have any contact with him. The kind of person who can only eat sawdust black bread and doesn't understand the greatness of the city lord, he deserves to die!"
"Well, let me see, it's ok. No problem. John must work hard today. My children and I will be waiting for you at home. You don't have to worry about things at home. Just leave the cleaning and cooking to me. I will also try to do it." Get some small things that you can sell after the economic control is over... By the way, stay away from the old Bill next door. Several of his children died in the lord's flames. The old guy kept cursing, Don’t let him affect our family.”
Two boys and girls in shabby clothes ran out, drooling and looking at their father expectantly.
The dragon is coming—
In the past, the ruler of the Central City was the Theocracy, so Old John naturally served the Theocracy. For this, Old John was quite lucky and grateful to his ancestors whose ancestors would come to settle in the Central City. Compared with some other For those brutal lords in the territory, the Theocracy was pretty good, at least it gave them the right to survive.
Old John's face was glowing, and he was looking forward to today's work.
"Well, let me see, it's ok. No problem. John must work hard today. My children and I will be waiting for you at home. You don't have to worry about things at home. Just leave the cleaning and cooking to me. I will also try to do it." Get some small things that you can sell after the economic control is over... By the way, stay away from the old Bill next door. Several of his children died in the lord's flames. The old guy kept cursing, Don’t let him affect our family.”
Old John's family is not a wealthy family, and it is not close to the nobility, but it is still much better than many truly poor people in the slums. At least as long as they work hard, they can still barely make ends meet. Go down.
With this despair, Old John and his family are quietly waiting for death to come, but the outcome of things is often beyond people's imagination.
If this world was really that safe, there wouldn't be so many professionals and mercenaries, and the caravans wouldn't spontaneously gather together to hire a large number of professionals to protect them and walk in the world of St. Sauron. It's not a joke that you break into the dragon's lair one day, it's something that's very likely to happen.
Old John can still remember his fear that day. A thousand meters high in the sky, a giant dragon that he could not imagine or describe and could only be likened to the size of a mountain launched an attack on the Central City. The terrifying power of the comparison broke through the city's defense. He breathed fire just as the bard described. No, it was fire from the sky, blowing up the walls of the central city and causing half of the city to fall into a sea of fire.
John's wife said warily.
"Honey, I'm going out to work. Come and help me see where I'm unclean. Is this dress particularly dirty?"
The laughter of the giant dragon spreads far away. If someone passes by here, hears the sound inside and sees the scene inside, his blood will surge up, and he can't wait to kill the evil dragon with a sword, but the place where the giant dragon is is empty, so There is no so-called dragon-slaying warrior who dares to confront the ancient demigod dragon.
"Well, let me see, it's ok. No problem. John must work hard today. My children and I will be waiting for you at home. You don't have to worry about things at home. Just leave the cleaning and cooking to me. I will also try to do it." Get some small things that you can sell after the economic control is over... By the way, stay away from the old Bill next door. Several of his children died in the lord's flames. The old guy kept cursing, Don’t let him affect our family.”
"Yes, my dears, we will definitely have enough to eat today... The lord said that as long as we work hard, there will be bread, butter and meat, so you must also grow up quickly. Da, do you know that you are loyal to the lord?"
The priests who lived in the cathedral at the top of the city all ran away, and the aristocratic men who usually regarded themselves as noble fled the city without even daring to take their belongings with them.
The priests who lived in the cathedral at the top of the city all ran away, and the aristocratic men who usually regarded themselves as noble fled the city without even daring to take their belongings with them.
Those noble young men who ran away, I wonder if they regret it now!
"Dad, dad, we can still eat soft bread and taste those delicious meats today..."
In fact, Old John is not old. He is now in his twenties and in the prime of life. However, the residents on a street always jokingly call him Old John, and gradually everyone calls him that.
John looked at the piece of meat on the wooden table beside them that they had saved through frugality and the unbelievably exquisite wheat, and he secretly swallowed.
There is a spring breeze in the palace of the city lord of the Dragon City. From time to time, you can hear the moans of elves in the wind. Gauze clothes are flying and flowers are blooming. It seems like the emperor and his concubines are playing in the royal garden. Here, In the city lord's mansion, which has become the dragon's lair, the beautiful elves and the dragon form an extremely disharmonious ratio.
However, this peaceful life was finally broken. The Central City is very dangerous, and there will always be wars, big or small, here. But Old John did not expect that he would see a scene that only appeared in fairy tales.
Old John was also a little sarcastic about this. Except for those superior priests and priests who had magical powers, he didn't think the little nobles he had seen could really escape. As long as they left the safety of the Central City, no matter where they went. The kingdoms of humans, orcs, and elves all face many dangers on the road, including bandits, terrifying beasts, monsters, and even inferior races such as gnolls. If the defense force is not strong enough, the final outcome will be nothing more than dumping corpses. Just wilderness.
Old John was also a little sarcastic about this. Except for those superior priests and priests who had magical powers, he didn't think the little nobles he had seen could really escape. As long as they left the safety of the Central City, no matter where they went. The kingdoms of humans, orcs, and elves all face many dangers on the road, including bandits, terrifying beasts, monsters, and even inferior races such as gnolls. If the defense force is not strong enough, the final outcome will be nothing more than dumping corpses. Just wilderness.
At that moment, Old John felt as desperate as many residents living in the city. They even began to count down how many days they had left to live. Would they be imprisoned like livestock until they starved to death, or would they be extremely lucky? The good ones are selected by the dragon, brought to a pot and boiled to become the dragon's rations.
"Honey, I'm going out to work. Come and help me see where I'm unclean. Is this dress particularly dirty?"
If this world was really that safe, there wouldn't be so many professionals and mercenaries, and the caravans wouldn't spontaneously gather together to hire a large number of professionals to protect them and walk in the world of St. Sauron. It's not a joke that you break into the dragon's lair one day, it's something that's very likely to happen.
"Got it, Dad!"
John's wife said warily.
Old John knew that he could not run far, and that as long as he left the city, he would inevitably turn into a corpse that no one knew. Therefore, he, his wife, and two children hugged each other and shivered in the cellar they dug. Hope to survive.
They didn't hide for long before the commotion disappeared. Soldiers went from house to house searching for living people. Old John and his wife and children were very lucky. Not only did they survive, but even the house they lived in was intact.
If this world was really that safe, there wouldn't be so many professionals and mercenaries, and the caravans wouldn't spontaneously gather together to hire a large number of professionals to protect them and walk in the world of St. Sauron. It's not a joke that you break into the dragon's lair one day, it's something that's very likely to happen.
Old John is an ordinary civilian living in the City of Dragons, which was the Central City in the past. Just like most ordinary people in the world of St. Solon, he plows at sunrise and rests at sunset, day after day. Year after year, living is not for some lofty ideal, but just to survive.
They didn't hide for long before the commotion disappeared. Soldiers went from house to house searching for living people. Old John and his wife and children were very lucky. Not only did they survive, but even the house they lived in was intact.
"Well, let me see, it's ok. No problem. John must work hard today. My children and I will be waiting for you at home. You don't have to worry about things at home. Just leave the cleaning and cooking to me. I will also try to do it." Get some small things that you can sell after the economic control is over... By the way, stay away from the old Bill next door. Several of his children died in the lord's flames. The old guy kept cursing, Don’t let him affect our family.”
Thank you Lord, for allowing humble commoners like us to live a life that even the little nobles would envy!
John looked at the piece of meat on the wooden table beside them that they had saved through frugality and the unbelievably exquisite wheat, and he secretly swallowed.
Old John can still remember his fear that day. A thousand meters high in the sky, a giant dragon that he could not imagine or describe and could only be likened to the size of a mountain launched an attack on the Central City. The terrifying power of the comparison broke through the city's defense. He breathed fire just as the bard described. No, it was fire from the sky, blowing up the walls of the central city and causing half of the city to fall into a sea of fire.
The soldiers searching for the living had a very bad attitude. At first, Old John thought the dragon had left, but after asking around, he discovered that the dragon did not leave. Instead, he occupied the city and renamed it City of Dragons. And he became the city lord.
"Don't worry, dear, I won't have any contact with him. The kind of person who can only eat sawdust black bread and doesn't understand the greatness of the city lord, he deserves to die!"
Old John's face was glowing, and he was looking forward to today's work.
At that moment, Old John felt as desperate as many residents living in the city. They even began to count down how many days they had left to live. Would they be imprisoned like livestock until they starved to death, or would they be extremely lucky? The good ones are selected by the dragon, brought to a pot and boiled to become the dragon's rations.
"Got it, Dad!"
At that moment, Old John felt as desperate as many residents living in the city. They even began to count down how many days they had left to live. Would they be imprisoned like livestock until they starved to death, or would they be extremely lucky? The good ones are selected by the dragon, brought to a pot and boiled to become the dragon's rations.
No, for a big and thick man like me, dragons would definitely not want to eat him. In those bards’ stories, dragons don’t always like princesses from human countries and little girls with tender skin and tender flesh... My own The little girl will probably become food for the dragon.
If this world was really that safe, there wouldn't be so many professionals and mercenaries, and the caravans wouldn't spontaneously gather together to hire a large number of professionals to protect them and walk in the world of St. Sauron. It's not a joke that you break into the dragon's lair one day, it's something that's very likely to happen.
With this despair, Old John and his family are quietly waiting for death to come, but the outcome of things is often beyond people's imagination.
With this despair, Old John and his family are quietly waiting for death to come, but the outcome of things is often beyond people's imagination.
The children of Old Bill next door are all dead. Although John sympathizes with him, but sympathy is sympathy, he will never have anything to do with the other person. He even thinks that the other person is stupid. Such a great, wise and generous lord, that is really incredible. It was like the incarnation of a god, which would probably never be found again in the world of Saint Sorenel. How dare you curse in the face of such a generous and great existence? He felt that even if Old Bill was captured and burned to death by the soldiers, he deserved it.
Those noble young men who ran away, I wonder if they regret it now!
Old John is an ordinary civilian living in the City of Dragons, which was the Central City in the past. Just like most ordinary people in the world of St. Solon, he plows at sunrise and rests at sunset, day after day. Year after year, living is not for some lofty ideal, but just to survive.
"Honey, I'm going out to work. Come and help me see where I'm unclean. Is this dress particularly dirty?"
Old John can still remember his fear that day. A thousand meters high in the sky, a giant dragon that he could not imagine or describe and could only be likened to the size of a mountain launched an attack on the Central City. The terrifying power of the comparison broke through the city's defense. He breathed fire just as the bard described. No, it was fire from the sky, blowing up the walls of the central city and causing half of the city to fall into a sea of fire.
"Honey, I'm going out to work. Come and help me see where I'm unclean. Is this dress particularly dirty?"
The two children said slightly ignorantly.
Wearing white and starched coarse cloth, he opened his hands and turned around to ask his wife.
"Yes, my dears, we will definitely have enough to eat today... The lord said that as long as we work hard, there will be bread, butter and meat, so you must also grow up quickly. Da, do you know that you are loyal to the lord?"
There is a spring breeze in the palace of the city lord of the Dragon City. From time to time, you can hear the moans of elves in the wind. Gauze clothes are flying and flowers are blooming. It seems like the emperor and his concubines are playing in the royal garden. Here, In the city lord's mansion, which has become the dragon's lair, the beautiful elves and the dragon form an extremely disharmonious ratio.
In this world where countries and races and racial wars are frequent, it is common for several people to die in each family. Although the family members will lament, they will soon pick up their mood and continue to live. Those who groan The drama of revenge in the poet's mouth will only appear among nobles and some strong men. For civilians, their purpose is just to allow themselves and their families to continue to live.
Old John's face was glowing, and he was looking forward to today's work.
There is a spring breeze in the palace of the city lord of the Dragon City. From time to time, you can hear the moans of elves in the wind. Gauze clothes are flying and flowers are blooming. It seems like the emperor and his concubines are playing in the royal garden. Here, In the city lord's mansion, which has become the dragon's lair, the beautiful elves and the dragon form an extremely disharmonious ratio.
The children of Old Bill next door are all dead. Although John sympathizes with him, but sympathy is sympathy, he will never have anything to do with the other person. He even thinks that the other person is stupid. Such a great, wise and generous lord, that is really incredible. It was like the incarnation of a god, which would probably never be found again in the world of Saint Sorenel. How dare you curse in the face of such a generous and great existence? He felt that even if Old Bill was captured and burned to death by the soldiers, he deserved it.
Wearing white and starched coarse cloth, he opened his hands and turned around to ask his wife.
However, this peaceful life was finally broken. The Central City is very dangerous, and there will always be wars, big or small, here. But Old John did not expect that he would see a scene that only appeared in fairy tales.
"Yes, my dears, we will definitely have enough to eat today... The lord said that as long as we work hard, there will be bread, butter and meat, so you must also grow up quickly. Da, do you know that you are loyal to the lord?"
John looked at the piece of meat on the wooden table beside them that they had saved through frugality and the unbelievably exquisite wheat, and he secretly swallowed.
They didn't hide for long before the commotion disappeared. Soldiers went from house to house searching for living people. Old John and his wife and children were very lucky. Not only did they survive, but even the house they lived in was intact.
In the past, the ruler of the Central City was the Theocracy, so Old John naturally served the Theocracy. For this, Old John was quite lucky and grateful to his ancestors whose ancestors would come to settle in the Central City. Compared with some other For those brutal lords in the territory, the Theocracy was pretty good, at least it gave them the right to survive.
She was a woman who might have been a village woman in the eyes of the nobles, but was very beautiful in the eyes of old John. She was diligent and thrifty in running the house, and had given birth to two children for herself. In his eyes, his wife was the most beautiful woman.
"Yes, my dears, we will definitely have enough to eat today... The lord said that as long as we work hard, there will be bread, butter and meat, so you must also grow up quickly. Da, do you know that you are loyal to the lord?"
Thank you Lord, for allowing humble commoners like us to live a life that even the little nobles would envy!
Wearing white and starched coarse cloth, he opened his hands and turned around to ask his wife.
"Well, let me see, it's ok. No problem. John must work hard today. My children and I will be waiting for you at home. You don't have to worry about things at home. Just leave the cleaning and cooking to me. I will also try to do it." Get some small things that you can sell after the economic control is over... By the way, stay away from the old Bill next door. Several of his children died in the lord's flames. The old guy kept cursing, Don’t let him affect our family.”
The children of Old Bill next door are all dead. Although John sympathizes with him, but sympathy is sympathy, he will never have anything to do with the other person. He even thinks that the other person is stupid. Such a great, wise and generous lord, that is really incredible. It was like the incarnation of a god, which would probably never be found again in the world of Saint Sorenel. How dare you curse in the face of such a generous and great existence? He felt that even if Old Bill was captured and burned to death by the soldiers, he deserved it.
She was a woman who might have been a village woman in the eyes of the nobles, but was very beautiful in the eyes of old John. She was diligent and thrifty in running the house, and had given birth to two children for herself. In his eyes, his wife was the most beautiful woman.
John's wife said warily.
…
The children of Old Bill next door are all dead. Although John sympathizes with him, but sympathy is sympathy, he will never have anything to do with the other person. He even thinks that the other person is stupid. Such a great, wise and generous lord, that is really incredible. It was like the incarnation of a god, which would probably never be found again in the world of Saint Sorenel. How dare you curse in the face of such a generous and great existence? He felt that even if Old Bill was captured and burned to death by the soldiers, he deserved it.
No, for a big and thick man like me, dragons would definitely not want to eat him. In those bards’ stories, dragons don’t always like princesses from human countries and little girls with tender skin and tender flesh... My own The little girl will probably become food for the dragon.
Those noble young men who ran away, I wonder if they regret it now!
"Don't worry, dear, I won't have any contact with him. The kind of person who can only eat sawdust black bread and doesn't understand the greatness of the city lord, he deserves to die!"
Old John's family is not a wealthy family, and it is not close to the nobility, but it is still much better than many truly poor people in the slums. At least as long as they work hard, they can still barely make ends meet. Go down.
In fact, Old John is not old. He is now in his twenties and in the prime of life. However, the residents on a street always jokingly call him Old John, and gradually everyone calls him that.
"Yes, my dears, we will definitely have enough to eat today... The lord said that as long as we work hard, there will be bread, butter and meat, so you must also grow up quickly. Da, do you know that you are loyal to the lord?"
Old John said contemptuously.
Ah, those delicious foods make people want to go back.
Old John was also a little sarcastic about this. Except for those superior priests and priests who had magical powers, he didn't think the little nobles he had seen could really escape. As long as they left the safety of the Central City, no matter where they went. The kingdoms of humans, orcs, and elves all face many dangers on the road, including bandits, terrifying beasts, monsters, and even inferior races such as gnolls. If the defense force is not strong enough, the final outcome will be nothing more than dumping corpses. Just wilderness.
"Honey, I'm going out to work. Come and help me see where I'm unclean. Is this dress particularly dirty?"
Old John's family is not a wealthy family, and it is not close to the nobility, but it is still much better than many truly poor people in the slums. At least as long as they work hard, they can still barely make ends meet. Go down.
Ah, those delicious foods make people want to go back.
Those noble young men who ran away, I wonder if they regret it now!
In this world where countries and races and racial wars are frequent, it is common for several people to die in each family. Although the family members will lament, they will soon pick up their mood and continue to live. Those who groan The drama of revenge in the poet's mouth will only appear among nobles and some strong men. For civilians, their purpose is just to allow themselves and their families to continue to live.
Old John is an ordinary civilian living in the City of Dragons, which was the Central City in the past. Just like most ordinary people in the world of St. Solon, he plows at sunrise and rests at sunset, day after day. Year after year, living is not for some lofty ideal, but just to survive.
"Yes, my dears, we will definitely have enough to eat today... The lord said that as long as we work hard, there will be bread, butter and meat, so you must also grow up quickly. Da, do you know that you are loyal to the lord?"
With this despair, Old John and his family are quietly waiting for death to come, but the outcome of things is often beyond people's imagination.
The soldiers searching for the living had a very bad attitude. At first, Old John thought the dragon had left, but after asking around, he discovered that the dragon did not leave. Instead, he occupied the city and renamed it City of Dragons. And he became the city lord.
The laughter of the giant dragon spreads far away. If someone passes by here, hears the sound inside and sees the scene inside, his blood will surge up, and he can't wait to kill the evil dragon with a sword, but the place where the giant dragon is is empty, so There is no so-called dragon-slaying warrior who dares to confront the ancient demigod dragon.
Old John's face was glowing, and he was looking forward to today's work.
The children of Old Bill next door are all dead. Although John sympathizes with him, but sympathy is sympathy, he will never have anything to do with the other person. He even thinks that the other person is stupid. Such a great, wise and generous lord, that is really incredible. It was like the incarnation of a god, which would probably never be found again in the world of Saint Sorenel. How dare you curse in the face of such a generous and great existence? He felt that even if Old Bill was captured and burned to death by the soldiers, he deserved it.
"Well, let me see, it's ok. No problem. John must work hard today. My children and I will be waiting for you at home. You don't have to worry about things at home. Just leave the cleaning and cooking to me. I will also try to do it." Get some small things that you can sell after the economic control is over... By the way, stay away from the old Bill next door. Several of his children died in the lord's flames. The old guy kept cursing, Don’t let him affect our family.”
In the past, the ruler of the Central City was the Theocracy, so Old John naturally served the Theocracy. For this, Old John was quite lucky and grateful to his ancestors whose ancestors would come to settle in the Central City. Compared with some other For those brutal lords in the territory, the Theocracy was pretty good, at least it gave them the right to survive.
The soldiers searching for the living had a very bad attitude. At first, Old John thought the dragon had left, but after asking around, he discovered that the dragon did not leave. Instead, he occupied the city and renamed it City of Dragons. And he became the city lord.
The laughter of the giant dragon spreads far away. If someone passes by here, hears the sound inside and sees the scene inside, his blood will surge up, and he can't wait to kill the evil dragon with a sword, but the place where the giant dragon is is empty, so There is no so-called dragon-slaying warrior who dares to confront the ancient demigod dragon.
In the past, the ruler of the Central City was the Theocracy, so Old John naturally served the Theocracy. For this, Old John was quite lucky and grateful to his ancestors whose ancestors would come to settle in the Central City. Compared with some other For those brutal lords in the territory, the Theocracy was pretty good, at least it gave them the right to survive.
"Dad, dad, we can still eat soft bread and taste those delicious meats today..."
Old John was also a little sarcastic about this. Except for those superior priests and priests who had magical powers, he didn't think the little nobles he had seen could really escape. As long as they left the safety of the Central City, no matter where they went. The kingdoms of humans, orcs, and elves all face many dangers on the road, including bandits, terrifying beasts, monsters, and even inferior races such as gnolls. If the defense force is not strong enough, the final outcome will be nothing more than dumping corpses. Just wilderness.
The laughter of the giant dragon spreads far away. If someone passes by here, hears the sound inside and sees the scene inside, his blood will surge up, and he can't wait to kill the evil dragon with a sword, but the place where the giant dragon is is empty, so There is no so-called dragon-slaying warrior who dares to confront the ancient demigod dragon.
If this world was really that safe, there wouldn't be so many professionals and mercenaries, and the caravans wouldn't spontaneously gather together to hire a large number of professionals to protect them and walk in the world of St. Sauron. It's not a joke that you break into the dragon's lair one day, it's something that's very likely to happen.
Two boys and girls in shabby clothes ran out, drooling and looking at their father expectantly.
Old John's face was glowing, and he was looking forward to today's work.
The children of Old Bill next door are all dead. Although John sympathizes with him, but sympathy is sympathy, he will never have anything to do with the other person. He even thinks that the other person is stupid. Such a great, wise and generous lord, that is really incredible. It was like the incarnation of a god, which would probably never be found again in the world of Saint Sorenel. How dare you curse in the face of such a generous and great existence? He felt that even if Old Bill was captured and burned to death by the soldiers, he deserved it.
In this world where countries and races and racial wars are frequent, it is common for several people to die in each family. Although the family members will lament, they will soon pick up their mood and continue to live. Those who groan The drama of revenge in the poet's mouth will only appear among nobles and some strong men. For civilians, their purpose is just to allow themselves and their families to continue to live.
"Yes, my dears, we will definitely have enough to eat today... The lord said that as long as we work hard, there will be bread, butter and meat, so you must also grow up quickly. Da, do you know that you are loyal to the lord?"
Old John's face was glowing, and he was looking forward to today's work.
The priests who lived in the cathedral at the top of the city all ran away, and the aristocratic men who usually regarded themselves as noble fled the city without even daring to take their belongings with them.
The dragon is coming—
However, this peaceful life was finally broken. The Central City is very dangerous, and there will always be wars, big or small, here. But Old John did not expect that he would see a scene that only appeared in fairy tales.
She was a woman who might have been a village woman in the eyes of the nobles, but was very beautiful in the eyes of old John. She was diligent and thrifty in running the house, and had given birth to two children for herself. In his eyes, his wife was the most beautiful woman.
"Well, let me see, it's ok. No problem. John must work hard today. My children and I will be waiting for you at home. You don't have to worry about things at home. Just leave the cleaning and cooking to me. I will also try to do it." Get some small things that you can sell after the economic control is over... By the way, stay away from the old Bill next door. Several of his children died in the lord's flames. The old guy kept cursing, Don’t let him affect our family.”
"Got it, Dad!"
Two boys and girls in shabby clothes ran out, drooling and looking at their father expectantly.
If this world was really that safe, there wouldn't be so many professionals and mercenaries, and the caravans wouldn't spontaneously gather together to hire a large number of professionals to protect them and walk in the world of St. Sauron. It's not a joke that you break into the dragon's lair one day, it's something that's very likely to happen.
Old John said contemptuously.
The dragon is coming—
However, this peaceful life was finally broken. The Central City is very dangerous, and there will always be wars, big or small, here. But Old John did not expect that he would see a scene that only appeared in fairy tales.
The laughter of the giant dragon spreads far away. If someone passes by here, hears the sound inside and sees the scene inside, his blood will surge up, and he can't wait to kill the evil dragon with a sword, but the place where the giant dragon is is empty, so There is no so-called dragon-slaying warrior who dares to confront the ancient demigod dragon.
John's wife said warily.
The two children said slightly ignorantly.
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Those noble young men who ran away, I wonder if they regret it now!
John looked at the piece of meat on the wooden table beside them that they had saved through frugality and the unbelievably exquisite wheat, and he secretly swallowed.
Old John said contemptuously.
"Got it, Dad!"
It was still a long time, and there were many of these elf girls, and his body was no longer as weak as a human's. Louis felt that if all the elves were exhausted, he might have to play until very late.
Old John was also a little sarcastic about this. Except for those superior priests and priests who had magical powers, he didn't think the little nobles he had seen could really escape. As long as they left the safety of the Central City, no matter where they went. The kingdoms of humans, orcs, and elves all face many dangers on the road, including bandits, terrifying beasts, monsters, and even inferior races such as gnolls. If the defense force is not strong enough, the final outcome will be nothing more than dumping corpses. Just wilderness.
Old John can still remember his fear that day. A thousand meters high in the sky, a giant dragon that he could not imagine or describe and could only be likened to the size of a mountain launched an attack on the Central City. The terrifying power of the comparison broke through the city's defense. He breathed fire just as the bard described. No, it was fire from the sky, blowing up the walls of the central city and causing half of the city to fall into a sea of fire.
Old John can still remember his fear that day. A thousand meters high in the sky, a giant dragon that he could not imagine or describe and could only be likened to the size of a mountain launched an attack on the Central City. The terrifying power of the comparison broke through the city's defense. He breathed fire just as the bard described. No, it was fire from the sky, blowing up the walls of the central city and causing half of the city to fall into a sea of fire.
"Don't worry, dear, I won't have any contact with him. The kind of person who can only eat sawdust black bread and doesn't understand the greatness of the city lord, he deserves to die!"
John looked at the piece of meat on the wooden table beside them that they had saved through frugality and the unbelievably exquisite wheat, and he secretly swallowed.
Ah, those delicious foods make people want to go back.
The priests who lived in the cathedral at the top of the city all ran away, and the aristocratic men who usually regarded themselves as noble fled the city without even daring to take their belongings with them.
The soldiers searching for the living had a very bad attitude. At first, Old John thought the dragon had left, but after asking around, he discovered that the dragon did not leave. Instead, he occupied the city and renamed it City of Dragons. And he became the city lord.
No, for a big and thick man like me, dragons would definitely not want to eat him. In those bards’ stories, dragons don’t always like princesses from human countries and little girls with tender skin and tender flesh... My own The little girl will probably become food for the dragon.
Thank you Lord, for allowing humble commoners like us to live a life that even the little nobles would envy!
"Don't worry, dear, I won't have any contact with him. The kind of person who can only eat sawdust black bread and doesn't understand the greatness of the city lord, he deserves to die!"
They didn't hide for long before the commotion disappeared. Soldiers went from house to house searching for living people. Old John and his wife and children were very lucky. Not only did they survive, but even the house they lived in was intact.
At that moment, Old John felt as desperate as many residents living in the city. They even began to count down how many days they had left to live. Would they be imprisoned like livestock until they starved to death, or would they be extremely lucky? The good ones are selected by the dragon, brought to a pot and boiled to become the dragon's rations.
Those noble young men who ran away, I wonder if they regret it now!
However, this peaceful life was finally broken. The Central City is very dangerous, and there will always be wars, big or small, here. But Old John did not expect that he would see a scene that only appeared in fairy tales.
…
Old John's family is not a wealthy family, and it is not close to the nobility, but it is still much better than many truly poor people in the slums. At least as long as they work hard, they can still barely make ends meet. Go down.
Those noble young men who ran away, I wonder if they regret it now!
Those noble young men who ran away, I wonder if they regret it now!