It was still the boundless wilderness, the sun was shining brightly, and the morning was running towards noon. On the two spacious carriage passages, Fisher covered his wounds and walked forward, while beside him he followed the eels floating in the air.
Mhat.
While flying, Emhard looked at Fisher who was thinking about something in front of him, and couldn't help but ask,
"Why do you suddenly have such a strange expression on your face? Especially after hearing about the 'New Dragon Court'. It's really strange. I have heard of the former Fermat Bahar Dragon Court. This 'New Dragon Court'
When did it happen?"
Fisher shook his head and replied,
"Although this is the first time I have heard this word, I have some guesses about its formation, but this guess is not that accurate, especially after seeing the Goblin who just spoke Nali."
Emhard looked at him curiously, and after thinking for a while he didn't find the reason why Fisher said it was "not that accurate", so he asked directly,
"why?"
Fisher looked at the smoke rising in front and murmured,
"If she founded Longting, then the goblin just now shouldn't have spoken Nali. He should have spoken Fema Bahar Longting."
"Yes, I almost forgot about this! Wait, you can speak Fima Baharontin? When did you learn it? I haven't heard you speak it before?"
Emhard flew over very curiously, and looked at Fisher, who was still thinking on his face, and then he seemed to have discovered something, and said with a smirk,
"Oh, oh, oh, I know Fisher, the 'her' you just mentioned, could it be the lady you had a relationship with before you met me? When you confessed to Lady Renee earlier,
What about that lesbian from the Southern Continent?"
Looking at Emhardt, who was succeeding as a villain in front of him, Fisher sighed and added:
"Her name is Rafael. And when did Renee become 'Ms. Renee' in your mouth?"
"You have forgotten that I have switched sides from your side to Lady Renee's camp a long time ago. I feel that sooner or later you will be stabbed by Raphael, Jasmine, Valentina, etc.
If you drop it, then I can call it euphemistically, 'I am supervising you on the order of Lady Renee'."
Fisher glanced at him and unexpectedly did not refute, but said,
"You're right, but there's Hellel."
Emhardt's lively and excited expression froze momentarily after hearing the name of the evil angel. Then, his expression became abstract as if he had eaten a ton of flies, and he said "Bah",
"Bah, bah, bah! Don't talk about that guy! Fisher! You just don't know the seriousness of the matter at all! She is very scary, and you won't get better if you get involved with her!"
"But the problem is, I'm already involved with her. According to you, shouldn't she be a person who has a purpose in everything she does? Or, do you think her purpose in me has been achieved, and then there will be no more
Will you pester me again?"
"this"
Emhard kept mumbling silently in the air for a long time without coming up with a word that could refute Fisher. After a while, he continued to give up on himself and said,
"I can't save you, Fisher, just wait for death."
""
Fisher smiled slightly but did not answer, and then he and Emhardt walked forward. Not long after, in Fisher and Emhardt's field of vision, a rather large city came into view.
Unlike the previous cities that Fisher had seen in the Southern Continent, this city no longer had such a tall wall to protect it from attacks by Central Asians in the wilderness, as if that wall was a piece of past history for this place.
It was a new city. Compared with the city, Fisher was more accustomed to using the Nari language "township and countryside" to describe the place in front of him. Although it was not as luxurious as the Philon city he had seen before, it was at least full of people.
Popularity.
Along this carriage road, one or two carriages drove out from the town from time to time. I don't know whether they were passing by or coming from the town.
Although Fisher is a being of mythical level, after all, he is not in a hurry at the moment. He was still seriously injured by Renee's power earlier. It can be seen from the fact that he is still holding his waist that he is still far away from recovery.
It was quite a distance, so I just walked slowly across it.
While breathing the air belonging to this era, Emhard felt bored and started chatting with Fisher.
"That Raphael is a dragon race, right?"
"Well, she has red scales."
"Red? Such dragon races are rare."
"She is very special. Steam is emitted from her body. When her scales fall down, her body feels warm, slippery and comfortable to the touch."
Emhard squinted his eyes and looked at Fisher in front of him, and then complained,
"Why does it sound so perverted? But when you talk about it, it seems that the ladies around you are not normal. Elizabeth is already the queen of Nali, Aragina is also a famous pirate all over the world, and Valentina is still the last one.
A phoenix, and a suitable companion of the dragon race."
"They are all excellent and not abnormal."
"Then what are you going to do?"
"What do you mean?"
"Mate Shiwei! Didn't you say before that her scales would knock you down? This is a sign of the dragon race Shiwei!"
Emhard flew in front of Fisher and said loudly,
"The dragon race either doesn't fit, and once it does, it won't change easily. They have absolute faith in the marriage chosen by the [soul]. In the past, when I traveled in the Southern Continent, I read a lot of gifts given by the dragon race to their partners.
Poetry and [Dragon Song]. Oh, and the fit Dragon has not had a partner by his side for a long time. You have to tell her that you are back from being a prostitute outside. I feel that your life or death is uncertain."
Emhardt analyzed it rationally, and Fisher even felt that he had already considered running away from him and joining Renee.
"Let's take it step by step. Before I see her, I need to make some preparations. Fortunately, she is the only one here. In the Southern Continent, Eliog should still be in the abyss. From the time I left the Southern Continent until now
, if you don’t count the time in the past, only one year has passed. When I left, I knew that she would fight for the freedom of her compatriots, but I didn’t expect that her progress would be so rapid and that she would have reached this point."
As mentioned before, Rafael's hometown is the Nanzhi Dragon Tribe, which is in the south of the Southern Continent near the ocean. At this moment, the place where Fisher is standing is already at the northern end of the Southern Continent.
The goblin said that this place is the "New Dragon Court", which means that Rafael has probably unified the southern continent.
"Ha, that's true."
When Fisher finished speaking, he and Emhardt stopped in front of the town in front of them. There were flags with some symbolic meaning flying in the wind on the buildings on the edge of the town, which made them take a closer look.
The flag was all green. In the middle of the picture, a black dragon with huge wings was roaring with its fangs and claws. It seemed to represent the existence believed by the ancient dragon courts, Fema Bach. And behind the green flag
Above the background and Fermat Bach's body, a golden, eye-like sun fills the top, as if looking down at everyone who is staring at this flag from a distance.
Below it is written in orthodox Fema Baharontin:
"New Dragon Court"
"Where are we going?"
While walking among the towns, Fisher looked at the various sub-races and humans around him. There were many interesting industrial products here, many of which he had seen in his hometown in the Western Continent. No.
The young Asians looked at Fisher as he walked into the town, and couldn't help but look at Fisher with some unknown meaning.
Fisher keenly felt the eyes coming from all directions and corners. He reached out and put Emhard beside him in his tattered pocket and said,
"Let's go eat first."
"Eating? Do you have money? You were almost naked by Baimeng, and you didn't even have a hair on your back."
Mao probably still had some money, but it was true that he had no money, but Fisher was not in a hurry. He just walked towards the visible wooden house with "restaurant" written plainly on it in Longting dialect.
There were very few people inside, only a fat-headed and big-eared pig man wearing linen clothes was looking at something unknown in his hands at the counter, kitchen and lounge. When he heard the restaurant door open, something on his body
The cold hair on his body suddenly stood up unconsciously, making his whole body feel uncomfortable.
This feeling of heart palpitations seems to be engraved in the genes, as if it is the instinctive desire to survive when one is about to fall off a cliff.
But when he inevitably looked up, he realized that what he walked in was a handsome human man who was dressed like a beggar, but whose face and body were extremely white.
He opened his mouth and was about to speak in broken Nali.
"Welcome, you wish"
Unexpectedly, the other party also spoke in Longting language,
"I want to eat something, but I don't have any money. Can I use other things to pay for it?"
The pig man was slightly startled, and then said,
"In addition to 'Longting Coins', we also accept 'Nario' here."
"Nario?"
Fisher raised his eyebrows, but the pig man still saw that the other party had no intention of Nario. He even began to suspect that this human was coming to rob, but the people who came here in the past were all factory owners.
Big Boss, this guy doesn’t look like those wheat-colored locals from the Southern Continent.
The pig race decided to play it safe, and thought that if it didn't work out, he would give it to him, but he still asked on his face,
"Then what do you want to use to redeem it?"
"Magic, is that okay? I can engrave you with a low-level magic to offset the meal. It should be worth more than the meal."
"Shhh!!"
Just when Fisher was about to speak, the expression of the pig man in front of him suddenly changed. He even ignored his fear of Fisher, stood up quickly, waved wildly at him, and said,
"Are you crazy? I don't deal with contraband here! Come on, come on, you're not welcome here! Don't attract the Longting pickets here."
"Contraband?"
Fisher raised his eyebrows, and the look of doubt on his face became even thicker.
He felt more and more that something was not right about the place he was in, and he felt like he was suddenly unable to keep up with the times after coming back from the past.
But looking at the fat pig in front of him who was about to shrink behind the counter, Fisher felt that the other person was not joking.
So what's going on? Is magic contraband here?
Fisher and Emhardt, who was hiding in his arms, looked at each other with some confusion in their eyes. At this moment, a small white hand behind him suddenly lifted up and seemed to go to Fisher's shoulder.
.
But at the moment when his little hand was raised, Fisher, who was too high in rank, instantly noticed something approaching.
His eyes froze, and when he looked back, he saw a figure much shorter than himself behind him, as if being stared at by something terrifying, he didn't dare to move.
"Who are you?"
At this moment, the person in front of Fisher who was about to reach out and pat him on the shoulder was a young human girl wearing a beret that was slightly larger than her head. The girl's skin was not fair, but her skin quality was very good.
She has dark red shoulder-length hair with not too thick bangs in front of her head, and wears a pair of sunglasses in front of her eyes, covering most of her features.
But because Fisher had a higher rank, her cover-up was almost transparent to Fisher. Because of this, Fisher could still see the heroic face of the girl in front of him.
Her attire is relatively neutral, wearing a white shirt and linen overalls with brown leather strips. The top buttons are tightly fastened, and there is a video camera of unknown origin hanging around her neck. On her right hand
She was tugging on a thicker dark brown coat, but perhaps because the weather was hot today, she took off the coat.
At this moment, she was also frightened by Fisher's beast-like look back at her. Her little face turned pale, she kept panting, and she didn't dare to move. But after hearing Fisher's question, she still forced a smile.
After a while, he stretched out his hand and said in Longting language to the pig boss behind him,
"Boss, I paid for his meal."
The pig boss in the distance wiped his sweat and stood up. He originally wanted to refuse, but after looking at the Nario banknotes waving in the girl's hands, he reluctantly said,
"Okay, come in quickly. Also, I didn't hear anything before."
Fisher raised his eyebrows but did not respond. The girl in front of him, who was frightened by his aura, took the opportunity to slip past him into the simple restaurant.
All kinds of demi-humans on the street outside were looking this way. Fisher glanced over there, and they were all frightened and ran away like mice.
Then, he hesitated for a moment, but still did not refuse the human girl who suddenly appeared, and also walked into this not-so-spacious restaurant.
The reason is also very simple. He felt about a dozen weak fluctuations of magic in the girl in front of him. And it seemed that in order to hide these magics, she herself or other knowledgeable people also adopted a very clever "nested structure".
Just like when he hid Elizabeth's letters in Narimasha's rental house before, but this girl's nesting skills were not top-notch, so the secret was exposed when she met a magician like herself.
But this does prove that what the pig race said before is true. Now here, magic has really become a contraband.
And at the same time, Fisher also felt that this place was very strange, as if he didn't recognize this place since he traveled back in time. He urgently needed a window to get information quickly. Maybe the person in front of him suddenly had to pay for himself and had some purpose for him.
The girl is a good opportunity.
Fisher's eyes swept over the other person's red hair and the slightly exposed tattoo on his back. The tattoo had Swali written on it, which meant that this girl was most likely a Swali from the Western Continent.
At this moment, Emhart in his arms hit him with his head. When he looked down, he saw Emhart looking at him very seriously.
"Fisher, you have to restrain yourself. No more. It would be rude. Do you think you don't live long enough?"
Fisher was confused and asked,
"More? What more?"
Unexpectedly, Emhard gritted his teeth and added in a low voice,
"What are you talking about? Not long after you came back, you met a lady, and your eyes almost pierced her!"
""
Faced with Emhart's misunderstanding, Fisher was completely speechless. He didn't bother to explain, so he silently pushed Emhart back and prevented him from showing up again.
"I have changed my ways."
Then, he lifted a chair and came to the girl who had been in front of the counter, waiting for the pig chef to turn around and make food.
She didn't take off her sunglasses, and she was even a little nervous. When Fisher came over, her body shook unconsciously, but at least the expression on her face was still calm.
Fisher glanced at her, then placed the stool a little away from her. After sitting down, he asked in Swali:
"What do you call it?"
The girl was a little surprised, but she quickly calmed down. Then she raised her sunglasses, turned to Fisher and introduced herself,
"Just call me [Ingrid], what about you?"
"Fisher."
She nodded, as if she had heard this name somewhere, but she probably forgot it, so she didn't think of it for a moment.
She turned to look at the pig-headed chef and continued to talk to Fisher in Swali that the other party could not understand.
"You don't seem to be a native of Longting. You are also from the Western Continent, right, Kadu?"
She glanced at Fisher's black hair and made a rather confident guess, but she only received Fisher's denial.
"No, I come from another place and you invite me to dinner. Is there any special purpose?"
"Ah, indeed there is. But don't worry, let's eat first. The food in the Southern Continent is most likely not to suit the appetite of us Western Continent people, but the portions are definitely filling, just like in Shivali. You deal with it first, and then I will
I have something to ask you."
Ingrid smiled slightly, and then took a few photos of Nario that were neither too new nor too old and put them on the table.
Fisher lowered his eyebrows and looked, and the shiny gold Nario of the new style came directly into his eyes.
On the Nario with a face value of 100, in addition to various blessings, the oath of the Golden Palace and various symbols, above, there is a sketch of the smiling profile of a majestic and exceptionally gentle blond lady.
Conspicuous.
Below, in cursive Nari script, it says,
"The only queen of the great saint, Elizabeth I" ()