Xiu Ge finally fulfilled his promise to "read Schubert the manuscript in advance."

People from all walks of life are prone to develop some of their own quirks.

Taking Xiu Ge himself as an example, he likes to lock himself in a small space, whether writing articles or thinking, in short, he hates someone standing by his side to examine his labor results when he is working.

This habit was developed as early as when he was a student. Every time he was a Chinese test, what he was most annoying was that a teacher stood behind him and watched him write. Once this happened, his fingers would immediately become stiff, his mind was blank, and he would restlessly, and he would want to pick out the eyes that were peeping at him on the spot as a bubble.

At the same time, he also hates letting others examine his works in front of him.

Especially when he knows that there is something inaccurate in his works.

So when Shuger looked at the wretched tavern owner Schubert and Putrin, who was full of excitement, while holding a beer glass while staring at his red eyes and reading his manuscript, he inevitably began to get furious.

If they weren't worried that they would have done something unspeakable with their manuscripts on a whim, Xiu Ge would have chosen to leave long ago.

After a while, the two guys finally separated without any satisfaction. Under the lights of the tavern, it was easy for two big men with red faces to squeeze together to make people feel bad associations.

“It’s really…it’s really…it’s awesome.”

Schubert's tongue was already a little knotted, and he trembled and returned the stack of manuscripts to Xiu Ge: "But to be honest, the exciting parts seem to have become less, but this is not an important thing. Just those imaginable parts are enough!"

"Enough, enough!"

Putrin was working as a repeater next to him. As a young man, his face was two more redder than Old Schubert, and he seemed to be bleeding.

"It seems that you're writing better than before...ah, I don't know how to describe it. Maybe just like the commentators said, 'The style has changed, but the text is more attractive'."

Xiu Ge smiled and accepted the praise and compliments from both of them. Their evaluation made him feel much better. It seemed that he would not reveal any flaws in his words and works, and the quality of his writing before his original body was not unsurpassed.

There were a little fewer customers in the tavern. Most of the people who came here at this time were serious customers. These tired and older guests did not touch the beautiful girls like those young people. Therefore, Sally, who had been busy all day, finally got the opportunity to rest and sat next to the three of Shuge.

She placed a plate in front of Shuge.

The dish was simple, but it was handled well, with two slightly baked bread, a piece of fried beef drizzled with sauce, and next to it were some boiled vegetables in water.

Very common combination.

The cooking method of beef and bread comes from the Kingdom of Watel, while the vegetables that exude fragrance originate from the Kingdom of Terran. The cultural traces of the two have long been integrated into the city of Saren, and they can be said to be a perfect match when paired together.

Xiu Ge nodded politely to the tired girl: "Thank you."

"uh-huh."

Sally tilted the corners of her mouth playfully, then took a cup and poured herself a little beer.

It was a little bit, and it should only be enough for two bites. However, even so, Schubert still looked at him with dissatisfaction: "There's so much more! You can't drink so much...ah."

Before she finished speaking, Sally had already raised the cup. After drinking the iced beer with a little sour taste, she put down the cup very happily.

"You said it's too late, uncle, our family makes a living by brewing beer. How can I not drink alcohol as the eldest daughter of the family?"

"You're too young!"

"Then do you want me to be a maid?"

A very classic quarrel process, Shuger and Putlin didn't want to pay attention to the debate between the two, so one lowered his head to eat and the other drank a lot of wine.

The atmosphere at this time was enough to make anyone feel comfortable, but the delicious and juicy beef and the mouth of the edible learning style seemed a little light because of his mind.

He is doing his best to recall and piece together everything about Vanne's world.

This is destined to be an extremely difficult process.

"The main story of "The Black Sun Age" takes place two hundred years later. If I were to face the world two hundred years later, maybe I would soon find a real breakthrough point, but now all I know is just a vague framework, in which there are too many details that cannot be speculated, and now, I can only infer through known information and logic."

He forked up a piece of vegetable, which is a green plant rhizome, with a taste and taste quite similar to broccoli, but the ordered triangular patterns on it show that this is actually a plant that is different from ordinary cognition and grows in a world full of magical elements.

Shuge rolled the vegetables gently in the sauce and then put them into his mouth.

The outline and setting that he once wrote quickly rolled in his mind: "In the original timeline, the disaster in Saren City was regarded as the real origin of the 'Black Sun Age', that is, the demise of Saren City laid hidden dangers for the Forty Years' War that swept across Vanne. In the end, the terrible war was finally detonated by the irreconcilable contradiction between the two kingdoms of Watel and Delan."

"This "Forty Years' War" eventually led to the collapse of the faith of gods in this world and finally verified that famous prophecy."

Xiu Ge swallowed the vegetables in his mouth, and he asked, "Pterlin, do you remember what that prophecy said?"

"Prophecy? What did you say?"

"It's the prophecy about the 'black sun'."

Putrin looked over with some surprise. Although he had drunk a lot of alcohol, he was still sober. He didn't quite understand why Xiu Ge suddenly asked this question.

Of course he knew what this prophecy was, and in fact, this ancient story was circulated in all the kingdoms and civilizations in Vanne.

The origin of the prophecy of "Black Sun" has long been unrealized. It has been widely spread. From the rugged Rove Plateau, to the flat and river-covered Plain of Goddess to the east of the Kingdom of Terran, to the eastern countries on the other side of the ocean, where treasures are scattered in the mouths of merchants, there are various variations of this prophecy.

However, among the countless circulating versions, the core of this prophecy itself does not have much change or difference.

"One day, the gods will fall into madness, the knights will be swallowed by evil beasts, and laughter will be repeated on the broken throne."

"The eternal black sun will become the messenger of war, the believers who have lost their miracles and the grace of God fight each other, and the nobles who have lost their children and crowns flow into a river of blood."

With a little drunkenness, Putlin finally retelled the strange and vague prophecy.

He stared at the ice cube shaking in the wine and recited the last two sentences of this prophecy.

"People no longer look up at the sky because there is only the black sun."

"People often look up at the sky because there is a black sun there."

Shuge quietly listened to Putlin's retelling of this prophecy. To be honest, he felt Putlin had the talent to be a bard, especially after drinking, his tone of speech was ups and downs and full of emotion. At this time, he would appear a little sentimental, completely different from the passionate young man who would fight with Renda in a disagreement during the day.

"Why do you talk about such weird things? I always thought that only those members of the genius Black Sun Association would say this all day long."

Sally frowned, she was a little dissatisfied with what her two friends talked about: "It doesn't matter if we hear it, don't be heard by the people of the Legal Committee. Be careful that they will arrest you and ask questions!"

Xiuge nodded in a good manner, then stuffed a piece of beef into his mouth. Of course, he could not tell Sally and Putrin that everything in this prophecy would be fulfilled soon, and the damn initiator sat in front of them.

Xiu Ge is quite familiar with the "black sun association" mentioned by Sally.

However, the "Black Sun Society" he knew was also active in Vanne, a hundred years later. In the setting, this is a group of people who worship and pursue "eternal black celestial bodies".

In the words of the Legal Committee, the Black-Sun Association is often called the "Black-Sun Association", but the strange members of the association are often unwilling to regard themselves as vocabulary sects and believers.

They are active in the entire Vanne, committed to expanding the influence of association, and implemented a set of magic theory and concepts of dealing with the world based on the "eternal black celestial bodies" to Vanne.

Therefore, the Black-Japanese Association became a direct opponent and enemy with the Legal Committee.

In the main plot of the game "Black Sun Age", players need to make a choice between the Legal Committee and association, which will determine the ownership of both players' camps...

"The scale of the Black-Japanese association at this time should be very limited, and most of the members of the association just blindly believe that prophecy."

Xiu Gu forked the last piece of bread on the plate, and he thought seriously: "So, what is the relationship between the Black Sun Association and the next incident in Sailun City? Damn... I really should have written more details at that time!"

"Maybe I should go back to my dream tonight, hoping that I can find more things that can be exchanged for cheaply. With this unstable and weird magic, I have not dealt with too many emergencies at all. In addition to force, I also need more intelligence and information..."

The plate was empty, so Xiu Ge raised his head.

Old Schubert went to talk to a few friends. Shuge judged from their excited and distorted expressions and their eyes that floated over from time to time. It was very likely that these old hooligans had just finished discussing the manuscript.

On this table, Sally was arguing with Putrin. Judging from the reactions of the two, Putrin probably put forward his somewhat dangerous ideas.

"If I ask me, even if this prophecy is fulfilled one day, I'm afraid that such a world will not be much worse than it is now!"

Putrin slapped the table, his face turned redder: "Think about it! The Seren City is the object of attention in the entire Vanne, and the Worthels and the Derlands live together here... In fact, everyone should have been separated from each other for a long time, but what about? The conflict between the two kingdoms has never decreased for such a long time, but every conflict and bloodshed, we, the Seren City people who have long been integrated will have a new gap!"

"Disgusting! I think the celebrations at this time of each year are both hypocritical and disgusting...Wottle is so strong that he never stopped pressing the Dlanders in the city. But at this time, those damn successors and noble men have to sit hypocritically together, tell us everything is normal, and then wait until the new year to repeat the past!"

"Enough, Putrin."

Shuge raised his hand and pressed Putrin's shoulder: "I can understand if you have any resentment, but don't forget that Sally and I are Watels. In terms of blood, I am even a member of the Ernst family."

“…”

Putlin finally calmed down, and he sighed weakly, then put down the glass with a little beer.

Just as the wine glass collided with the table, a violent tremor came from a distance with a dull loud noise. The cup in Putlin's hand shook violently, rubbed against the edge of the table and fell down.

Xiu Ge instinctively stretched out his hand, so he steadily grabbed the handle of the beer glass to avoid the bad luck of being crushed to pieces. However, the remaining wine was spilled on Xiu Ge's clothes, which made him, who had not drunk alcohol, smelled a lot of alcohol.

"Thanks!"

Sally smiled and took the beer glass, her eyes narrowed into two beautiful lines in a smile: "It seems that you are not as weak as you appear, at least you are very sensitive."

"Just lucky."

Although Xiu Ge was also surprised by the moment he had just revealed, he nodded modestly, and then he stood up and patted Putrin with a red face: "It's getting late, and it's time for us to leave."

"I don't know what happened in the city just now, be careful."

"Thank you, Miss Sally."

"You can completely remove the word 'Miss'!"

Amid Sally's dissatisfaction, Shuge and Putlin walked out of the beer hall one after another, so Putlin immediately reached out and said with a smile: "Have you heard that, I hope you can change your name. Listen to me, be bold. Maybe we can get a discount when we come here to drink in the future!"

However, Xiu Ge ignored him.

Because in the air, he smelled a strange smell, which was not the smell emitted by the vehicle burning the secondary crystallization ore. It smelled stronger and more pungent.

It's like...

Something exploded.
Chapter completed!