The air is filled with the chill of winter, and the last brilliant day of autumn has passed. The woods that once shone with golden, red and orange leaves now have only skeleton-like branches, shrouded under the gray sky.

On the commercial road leading to the city of Tivanton, two riders rode on their horses, and dust rose up behind them.

Just as the two riders were about to arrive in front of the trade route, a village built near the Oak Woods, one of the riders suddenly pulled the reins and stopped their mounts.

"What kind of village is ahead, Brian." The rider turned his head and looked at Brian who was following him, and asked.

This is a solemn middle-aged man with long black hair flying in the wind, and a few strands of white threads emerge from his neatly trimmed beard, making him look older than his 45-year-old.

"Host Village, Your Majesty," said Brian calmly.

There is no doubt that the rider who asked him about his words was Azene V of the Kingdom of Cormier, the king of Cormier.

Recalling the purpose of the two of them appearing here, Brian was also a little depressed.

Nearly 4 months have passed since he successfully cast the legendary golem.

During this period, in addition to spending a small amount of time to go to the semi-plane to clear out the wandering spiritual creatures and gain experience, he always stayed in his wizard tower, studied the mystery in the color-resistant scroll, and enhanced his strength to deal with the imminent disaster.

Who would have thought that on a cold morning, he finished breakfast as usual and optimized the successfully made magic pulse cannon.

The female lord of Arabia suddenly passed him a magical message, claiming that the King of Cormier had appeared in his territory.

In fact, he was actually mentally prepared for the king's sudden visit.

Because Myrcella mentioned this to him.

But what he didn't expect was that the king actually chose to visit privately on a private basis and did not make any statement.

After the two officially met in a private room in a tavern, he proposed to ride a horse with him and patrol the territory of Mokou Town.

So, they set out from Mokou Town and visited various villages and towns outside Mokou Town, as well as the fortresses he established at the junction of the Storm Horn Mountains and the distant sea swamps.

During this nearly five-day journey, the only thing that made Brian glad was that the orcs from the Storm Horn Mountains had become much more secure when they made a small fuss every three days and a big fuss every five days.

However, wasting his three days with this king still made him a little depressed.

Fortunately, this king is not a superior who likes to put on airs, otherwise, it would definitely not be an easy trip for him.

"It's been so long." The king looked at the village and town in front of him thoughtfully, "Let's go, accompany me for the last journey, and arrive at the Travel Village, it's time for me to leave."

Brian was secretly relieved when he heard that the king finally showed his intention to leave.

After all, the situation has become increasingly uneasy recently. Although he has been keeping the Wizard Tower's detection system monitoring the Enoaoke Desert day and night, he is still very worried that the enemy suddenly flocks out from a corner.

So, at this moment, he naturally doesn't want to waste his time on this boring journey.

Being able to end early is definitely the best choice.

"Thank you for your hard work, Brian, let you stay with me for so long." The king said in a slightly apologetic words:

"It can be seen that like Myrcella, you have a deep understanding of time. This is understandable. After all, those who learn magic need to restrain themselves with strict discipline and calm logic. You all have your own responsibilities, and only by doing your best can you fulfill these responsibilities."

"You are polite, your majesty." Brian politely said, "this is what I should do."

After spending three days together, he already knew about the king's temperament and knew that this was a person who did not like complimentary words.

This is just his wish, after all, he is not a person who likes to say such things.

And during the chat, he accidentally learned something from the king that he had never known himself.

It was not until this moment that he knew that the Raul family in Arabia had such a relationship with the royal family, and at the same time, he finally understood why the Dukemo Mycella had such a deep relationship with the Kingdom of Cormier.

In the Raul family in Arabia, Myercella's father, the premier of the Raul family, and a younger brother and sister.

The old duke's younger brother is not only a priest of the Church of God of Knowledge, but also a pioneer. Mokou Town was established by him, who summoned a group of adventurers and led the Purple Dragon Knights and War Mages.

The old duke's sister, Myrcella's aunt, is Cormier's queen.

The Red Dragon Rebellion ten years ago caused the queen and the two little princesses she led to all encounter accidents.

As for why the queen didn't stay in Susal City and appeared in the border town of Mokou Town, although the king in front of her did not say it clearly, Brian guessed the reason based on the other party's vague words.

It is said that ten years ago, Arab City was occupied by orc coalition forces and the lost history of Mokou Town, which shamed the Raul family. Reinforcements from the imperial capital and other territories came late, and in the end, they successfully advanced to the legendary female lords in the Mage Tower to reorganize the legion and regain the family territory.

There are many things in this history that are intriguing, and the conspirators have even dug up a lot of unofficial smiths.

Because of this, the attitude of the female lord in Arab City towards the king is like a person who listens to the tune and not to the proclamation.

"Bryan, do you know why the Kingdom of Cormier is also called the Purple Dragon Kingdom?" the king deliberately slowed down his horse and asked.

"As a citizen of the Kingdom of Cormier, if you don't even know this, isn't that a bit outrageous?" Brian nodded slightly, indicating that he certainly knew.

The reason why he knew this was in the game world was from the mouth of a forest resident of the Kingdom of Cormier.

It is said that somewhere in the Kingdom of Cormier, there may be a wasteland or the Storm Horn Mountains or deep in dense forests, a purple dragon hiding.

A giant dragon with purple scales was hidden in the crowd in human form, although his eyes were like two burning purple flames.

No one knows clearly the power limit of this purple dragon, but he hates excessive deforestation and too many laws and greed. He likes natural things and beautiful scenery in the kingdom.

He hopes that his relatives can realize their dreams and actions freely.

This purple dragon is alone and is unique, and no one knows what he is thinking.

He can be kind and compassionate, or fierce and deadly. He can rescue a missing child at the last moment, and tear apart a arrogant and cruel knight in the next moment.

A long time ago, the purple dragon was born in some kind of elf magic that added dragon blood. No one knew what was going on, and no one dared to ask.

This magic gives creatures the appearance of humans, and in addition to doing other even more shocking and terrifying things.

It is said that when the last purple dragon dies, Cormier will no longer exist.

Some say that day is not far away. Others—the enemies of the royal family—are searching for Zilong, intending to kill him and bring about the end of the Forest Kingdom.

"The truth of the fact is not what you think." The king sighed, his expression full of thoughts, "After all, history is usually written by the winner."

When Brian heard this, his expression moved and he immediately raised his ears to listen.

He knew that since the king had said this, he must have wanted to tell himself the truth.

"The birth of the Kingdom of Cormier was a complete accident." The king said in a low voice, "1,600 years ago, the territory of the Kingdom of Cormier was called the Wolf Forest, which was ruled by the Kingdom of Elf."

"There is an elf girl named Laurale Alavara, who is said to be very beautiful, and she lived in the Wolf Forest when the first humans settled in this land. Her fiancé was Thatcher, a handsome young ranger, who was so stupid that he argued with a group of human poachers about whose arrow killed a bear, and the debate ended until he became the first Wolf Forest elves to be killed by humans.

Larare Alavara's sorrow is endless for her fiancé's death, and she convinced Eliffal Neilneuve, the king of scepters of the Elf Kingdom to help her avenge the human settlers and drive them out of the land.

Before Cormier established the Kingdom, she organized the massacre of Mondar Bryce, the largest settlement established by humans in the Wolf Forest. Before the Elf Kingdom was tired of Laurale's revenge, she killed more than 3,000 people in total, and eventually her tribe exiled her to Dragon Stone Island in the sea of ​​falling stars."

Brian recalled the meaning of the king's story, and he vaguely felt that things were probably not as simple as he thought.

"Most of this story was told by the royals as soon as they became adults," the king continued, "but there are more, only the royal chief wizard passed to the chief wizard, and finally told each ruling monarch."

"Because the murderer who killed Thatcher was Andal Obaiszier, who was the younger brother of the founder of Cormier. When the elves took revenge, Andal listened to the call of nature deep in the woods and escaped punishment by chance. The massacre made Andal dare not step into the elves' territory again from then on. Who would have thought that the peace of the Wolf Forest lasted only three years. Laurale, who was exiled to Dragon Stone Island, used the blood of the Black Dragon to use the secret technique of ancient elf to transform himself into a purple dragon, descended again in the Wolf Forest, and vented his anger on the people who exiled him."

"Although five high elf mages used secret techniques to imprison the purple dragon in an unknown semi-plane, the vitality of the elf kingdom after being ravaged by the purple dragon was severely damaged, and they had to migrate to the northern valley in order to protect themselves. With the departure of the elves, Andal's brother established the first city on the border of the wolf forest, which is now the city of Susar, and finally established the Cormier Kingdom with the purple dragon as the banner."

"The establishment of Cormier was due to such a misjudgment, which has been the most strictly kept secret of the kingdom for more than 1,600 years."

After hearing this, Brian fell silent. He did not ask the other party why he told himself since it was a secret, but asked back: "I'm afraid things are not as simple as I imagined, such as Laura Lei, an elf girl who transformed into a purple dragon..."

"That's right." The king nodded slightly and reached out to push away the dead branches blocking the road. "When the purple dragon was imprisoned in an unknown semi-plane, she imposed a curse on this land of "the evil spirit of disaster source."

The source of disaster?

Brian frowned and finally understood the root cause of the disasters in the Kingdom of Cormier.

The evil spirits of disaster source are unpredictable creatures in other worlds. Death or life are not important to them. If they are killed, they will automatically transform into undead creatures.

They use magic as their energy, which can absorb energy from spells or magical items and use this energy to survive or cast their abilities.

Even without these supply sources, you can directly enter a dormant state and obtain energy from the magic net. It is an existence that is more fearful than Felin Demon Kui.

"According to the prophet Alando, there are seven evil spirits in this land in the Kingdom of Cormier, which will bring seven disasters until it is destroyed. Five of the evil spirits in the source of disasters have appeared in the past, one appears in the present, and the last one appears in a certain moment in the future."

Seven times?

Brian recalled the major disasters that had happened in the history of the Kingdom of Cormier and suddenly realized that the number of times was quite consistent.

Before they knew it, they had driven their horses to a clearing in the village of Travel, which was a place for travelers, adventurers and merchants to rest.

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A circle of carriages was parked around the oak tree, and as the two of them turned over and dismounted, a goat tied to the car suddenly screamed.

As if he heard a signal, the audience in the semicircle began to cheer, or raised their hands to greet the poet surrounding the center.

Among the noisy crowd, an old man who resembled a wizard appeared first in Bryan's sight.

He was wearing a plain robe, breeches and soft-skinned boots, as weathered as a homeless man, and his outfit was like a short-lived traveler, but Brian keenly noticed the invisible aura of being a spellcaster.

Cormier's Royal Chief Mage Sandra Kot.

He thought for a moment and guessed the other party's identity.

Obviously, the old wizard is here to wait for their king.

"So far, Brian." The king turned to look at him and said in a sincere tone, "Thank you again for taking time out of your busy schedule."

"In fact, I know your true identity and your true intentions."

He pondered for a moment and said with satisfaction, "The most important thing is that in the territory you govern, I see extraordinary institutions and highly conscious thoughts."

The king looked at each other with the old wizard who was walking over, pulled the reins, and made the final supplement, "If I had the chance, I will support you with all my strength and promote your system to the Kingdom of Cormier. Say goodbye, the young wizard lord, descendant of the Neseril Empire, I hope we have a chance to see you again."

After Cormier's king Azen V dropped this sentence, he disappeared from the spot with the buzzing sound of the magic circle.

"Maybe there will be a chance to see you again."

Brian stared at the disintegrating light of the magic circle, recalling the history of the king told him about the Kingdom of Cormier, and whispered.

He looked at the laughing and cheerful glade in the forest, and knew in his heart that this was just the last tranquility before the storm.
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