Chapter 122 The so-called brave men are all guys who are not very smart.

Author: Sweet and Sour Tentacle Monster

Chapter 122 [] The so-called brave men are all guys who are not very smart.

Cang Yan was swimming in a strange and bizarre dream world while half asleep and half awake.

Cang Yan just had a dream, dreaming that time began to reverse, dreaming that everything returned to its original point.

The world in front of my eyes is passing quickly.

Finally, they came to a strange time and space filled with the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers and deathly silence. Cang Yan could not know where it was, nor could he understand why it existed.

It seems to exist only in the world of consciousness.

The wide ocean here has no currents or rough waves.

It seems that the entire planet has died, dead in this closed world. On the corpse of the ocean, a lonely continent is wandering, slowly wandering in this strange ornamental bottle.

The mainland is not vast.

Although the sparrow is small, it has all five internal organs.

There are mountains, rivers, forests, deserts and plains.

It's like someone deliberately crammed the entire microcosm of the world into this place.

Or rather.

This is actually a reflection of a certain world, just like the moon in the water and the flowers in the mirror.

Illusive and unrealistic.

Cang Yan gradually understood the nature of this world unconsciously.

This is the phantom of the past, and the memory sealed deep in [her] soul.

Just like when he had obtained the memory fragments of the sage civilization before, Cang Yan was watching everything that Crystal had experienced from a first-person perspective.

I just wonder why I can see Crystal's experience again while in a coma.

And this time Cang Yan could vaguely feel that there was another existence beside him.

It is also watching something.

The hazy picture appeared in fragments and quickly flashed past Cang Yan's eyes.

Cang Yan, who was vaguely conscious, felt that she was lying on a pile of rocks. All the movements around her could not escape her sensitive hearing, whether it was the sound of water dripping from the stalactites deep in the cave, or the chirping of chicks in the trees in the distance waiting for their mother to feed them.

The sound reached my ears, it was extremely clear,

Therefore, Cang Yan could sense the two young men standing beside him without opening his eyes. They were young, reckless and stupid.

"You evil dragon, please die!"

They were dressed in shabby common clothes, had sallow complexions, and looked poor and downtrodden. They should be around fifteen or sixteen years old.

One of the black-haired boys shouted slogans about slaying the dragon.

So stupid and overconfident.

Only his partner stopped him.

He was a silver-haired boy with a more feminine appearance.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Dragon, he's having a seizure. We'll leave right away."

"Hey, what are you doing? I want to slay the dragon!"

The silver-haired boy wanted to drag his companion away forcefully.

However, the difference in strength between the two was too great, and the black-haired boy was able to break free.

"I am a brave man!"

"How can you back down like this!"

As he spoke, he shook the sword in his hand.

"I still think this is too unreliable. Just because you pulled out the magic sword, you were selected as a hero? And the name magic sword sounds very dangerous. And the village chief is suspicious, right?

.What is the meaning of 'As a brave man's first trial, please kill the evil dragon in the northern mountains!' How can a brave man challenge the final boss from the beginning? And then this evil dragon actually kidnapped the princess in a very cliché way. What is his name?

Wei..."

"Violet Veneto"

The black-haired young man who looked like he was not thinking very well added.

However, this also caused his companion to burst out a series of questions at a faster speaking speed.

"Yes, what kind of princess is this? Since the princess of your own country has been kidnapped, why don't you send your own troops to rescue her instead of relying on two complete strangers?!"

"Because of the war..."

The black-haired boy suddenly lost his tone.

If it weren't for these damn wars.

How could they leave their hometown?

Escape here.

"I also know that this trip is very dangerous, but I have to do it..."

Whether it's the dragon's treasury or the Adventurer's Guild's bounty.

That's an astronomical number.

For him who is in urgent need of money, this is the quickest way to sell his soul and life, even if it means dying.

"Is it because of your sister's cursed body..."

As a silver-haired boy who also grew up in a village.

Naturally, I know my sister's physical condition well.

The villagers said she was cursed by the devil.

The only priest in the village cannot expel this curse at all, he can only temporarily delay the pain, and every time he treats the priest, he charges a huge sum of money. He also says that if he wants to be completely cured, he can only find the bishop in the church to expel the curse himself.

It seems that these beasts covered in hypocrisy only know how to exploit people...

Even after selling the old cows and houses that farmed the family's land, there was still not enough money to pay for the treatment. In addition, with the outbreak of the war, even small business could no longer be done.

You can only find another way out.

For example, being a writing adventurer and reading as a mercenary or something.

Who knows, the two of them heard rumors about the Sword in the Stone as soon as they traveled nearby.

But the black-haired boy who wanted to join in the fun just dragged him to watch.

Finally, it was a coincidence.

That was also when the two of them looked confused.

The black-haired boy picked up the Sword in the Stone that fell on the ground.

"Oh! The hero of destiny is born!"

The wild village chief appeared.

"Wait a minute, Uncle Village Chief! He didn't pull it out! It was the sword that wasn't inserted securely and it fell off on its own!!"

The silver-haired boy's complaints had no effect.

Because the black-haired boy's eyes had begun to glow.

In high spirits.

The silver-haired boy slapped his forehead.

The heart says.

How could I have forgotten that he is a fanatical fan of Brave vs. Evil O? You must know that he has loved playing games as a brave man since he was a child.

So there is no need for the village chief uncle to say anything.

The black-haired boy jumped into the pit on his own initiative.

This child is indeed hopeless...

The black-haired boy put on the best armor in the village - cloth armor sewn from several rags.

I also picked up a carefully crafted shield - a wooden water tank lid.

I also put on fast boots that can walk as fast as flying - two rotten straw boots of different sizes.

The equipment is so crude.

The only reliable thing in the whole body.

It's just the magic sword called Levardin in his hand.
To be continued...