Sign In The Big Evil Dragon

"It's been three years. It's been three years. Do you know how I've spent these three years?"

"Eat and sleep, sleep and eat!"

"Boring as hell!"

"Even my "Research Report on Observation of Human Activities in the South" has been completed and is about to be compiled into a book!"

"When will some dragon-slaying warriors come to relieve my boredom?"

The little black dragon lay down outside its No. 2 Dragon Cave, drew the last mark on the stone wall in front of it, and then stretched out its legs to stand up. Unfortunately, its belly was still deeply embedded in the earth as it was so fat from eating. in.

"Ugh, if I don't go out and move around, my dragon body will be destroyed!"

Because he felt that it was very easy to get into trouble if he continued to do things, the little black dragon hid in the mountains for three years.

Until now, after almost digesting all the gains from the last trouble, it couldn't help but want to make a move.

…

Leon is a mature wandering knight, with a slovenly beard and stains all over his body. His originally lush blond hair is also covered with wind and frost and turned gray. There is no exuberant spirit of a young knight in his eyes, as if he has been sapped for a long time. The wandering life took away all fighting spirit.

He deposited his war horse in the mercenary guild, then went to the nearby Hammer Tavern and opened the door.

The owner of the tavern was once a blacksmith, and his face was covered in muscle and flesh.

Seeing Leon walking directly to the bar, he greeted loudly and asked: "Hey, knight, what do you need?"

"Bring me a large glass of ale!" Leon's voice was weak.

Boom!

The tavern owner took out a big wooden cup and threw it directly on the bar. Then he picked up the barrel of ale and shook it vigorously. Then he opened the stopper with a pop and poured it into the big wooden cup.

The volume of this wooden cup is actually not large, only about one liter. Seeing the turbid ale filling the cup, Leon's throat twitched a few times, and he subconsciously reached out to reach into the big wooden cup.

"Snapped!"

The tavern owner who was packing the barrels quickly pressed his hand and said in a very unkind tone: "One large glass of ale, five Norman copper coins!"

"Um?"

Leon stared at him and asked, "When I came last time, wasn't it only three copper coins?"

"It's only been less than half a month, and you gave me two copper coins?" Leon suddenly flicked his left hand, revealing the long sword at his waist. The more he spoke, the louder he sounded, as if he wanted to attract the attention of other guests. , "Are you teasing me as a weak fat sheep?"

Unfortunately, the tavern was extremely noisy. Most of the mercenaries were drunk and started shouting. Few people noticed the small conflict between Leon and the tavern owner.

"snort!"

The tavern owner looked at the big forging hammer he placed on the bar, snorted coldly, and said without changing his expression: "You also know that three copper coins were the price half a month ago..."

"Ever since that damn usurper..." the tavern owner's voice became thinner and thinner, "since he killed the king and became king, the copper coins minted have become worse and worse... Humph, now three copper coins are enough to make this glass of wine. You can’t even buy barley!”

"This..." Leon twitched the corner of his mouth, took out a few copper coins from his underwear pocket, and said in a low voice, "I can give you the Norman copper coins that were minted before. How about three copper plates?"

"Hmph!" The tavern owner still pressed his hand and kept holding on, "Even the old Norman copper coins are not enough. Now the prices are skyrocketing. You have to give me at least four old Norman copper coins!"

"Okay..." Leon rolled his eyes. He was so thirsty that he really didn't have the energy to worry about this damn birdman any more. He angrily threw out four old Norman copper coins, and then successfully took them from the boss. Get that glass of ale.

"Tons, tons, tons..."

Leon drank a lot of ale, feeling secretly resentful.

Bah, it's all that damn usurper's fault, life is getting really sad these days.

Bang bang bang!

After Leon drank a large glass of ale, he suddenly felt very unhappy. He slammed the big wooden cup on the bar counter and started to make trouble: "Boss, your ale... has too much water!"

"I've already finished a big glass of wine, why doesn't my mouth taste like alcohol at all..." The drunk guy was swaying as he spoke, looking like he was about to get drunk.

"Idiot knight..." The tavern owner rolled his eyes speechlessly, snatched the cup from his hand, and said angrily, "You are drunk, and you know you can't drink, so don't drink like crazy! "

"I'm not drunk..."

"Lisa, Lisa..." the tavern owner shouted loudly, and soon called a strong and strong woman, "Carry Leon, the bastard, to the lounge next to him, let him sober up, and avoid this idiot. Making trouble in my tavern again!"

Born in a noble family, Leon, he was also a handsome knight when he was young. Unfortunately, as the second son, he was not as powerful as his brothers and could not inherit any territory in the family.

"Hey hey hey..."

Lisa, who had a thick waist, touched Leon's unshaven face, then hugged his waist and carried him on her shoulders, and walked straight to the lounge next to him with a strange smile.

"Well……"

When Leon woke up, he felt a little pain in his waist. He turned around and found Lisa on the side adjusting her clothes. His face suddenly darkened and the corners of his mouth kept twitching: "Lisa, why are you taking advantage of me again... "

"Hehehe!" Lisa laughed a few times and suddenly said, "Leon, I received a private mission in the tavern. The reward is very good. Do you want to do it?"

"What mission?" Leon's eyes were full of loneliness, and he lay limply on the bed, like a salted fish who had lost his dream.

"Dragon-slaying mission!"

After hearing this, Leon felt sleepy instantly. He sat up immediately, looked at Lisa in disbelief and asked, "Dragon-slaying mission?"

"good!"

Lisa picked up a wet towel and wiped it on Leon's face, then continued:

"A scout sent by a noble lord discovered traces of dragon activity in the Weiner Mountains to the north!"

"Because humans and dragons have signed a non-aggression agreement, the matter of dragon slaying cannot be made public, so the noble lord's butler found the bastard boss Hammer and prepared to carry out the operation secretly."

"There is still such a stupid giant dragon running to the Weiner Mountains south of the Jielong River? Couldn't that guy be an orphan dragon with little knowledge and no idea of ​​life and death?" Leon's eyes were full of doubts. .

Although the giant dragons and humans have signed a non-aggression agreement under the witness of the gods, the interests of the giant dragons are too huge, not to mention that the giant dragons like to collect huge amounts of wealth. The flesh and bones on the dragon's body can make those old nobles who are unwilling to meet Hades do everything they can.