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Chapter 1943

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Planet Heaven, Bailey Empire.

Granier, which was known as the empire, had gradually gained the title of the City of Luck. The origin of the title was because this city had experienced the division of the princes, the confrontation between the north and the south, the invasion of the Coiling Dragon Empire, and the raging of the Burning Legion. Granier miraculously avoided all the flames of war and became the most well-preserved city in the entire empire.

Therefore, more and more people came to this City of Luck, hoping that their lives would be as lucky as Granier's in the future.

On Granier's Flowing Gold Street, a tavern had become quite famous recently. This tavern, which had been renamed "Modra", had almost closed down due to poor management, and it was later taken over by someone. The new owner of the tavern was rich and imposing. After renovating and opening, he advertised that adventurers would be entertained for free for a month. In the beginning, the adventurers who passed by just wanted to try it out and enter the shop. However, after they tasted the delicious and free wine, more and more adventurers would linger in this tavern.

The owner of the tavern also fulfilled his promise and provided more than a year's worth of wine for the past month, spreading his reputation in Granier. From the second month onwards, the tavern began to charge fees, but as long as you showed your adventurer's certificate, you would be treated at half price. Although it was no longer free, the wine and food sold in this tavern were very delicious, so the number of customers increased. In addition to adventurers, passing merchants and residents of the city also began to visit this tavern.

Most of the customers of the tavern were men. In addition to the wine and half-price discount, these people also came for the young and beautiful hostess. When the hostess of the tavern appeared in front of everyone, no one could believe that this beautiful woman with a pair of long legs was actually the woman of the tavern. Of course, things like beauties were always easy to get involved with. Not long after, a group of local gangsters came to the tavern to cause trouble. What stunned everyone was that the hostess of the tavern was not only beautiful, but also good at using swords. She even used a two-handed greatsword.

Obviously, this woman was not an ordinary person. After that, adventurers began to gather here, and the tavern began to evolve into a place where all kinds of information circulated. Information dealers began to enter this tavern. Of course, the tavern provided them with a place to communicate, and they also received a certain percentage of the profits.

The Modra Tavern gradually became a scene in Granier. If the adventurers who passed by did not sit in the tavern, they would have less capital to brag to their companions. Moreover, every season, the tavern would release a few new types of fine wine, and business would become even more prosperous.

The Modra Tavern was already full of people when the lanterns were lit that night. Today, there were traveling poets and dancers performing in the tavern. The tavern was filled with strange music, and the dancers were dancing on the stage. The poet was singing a familiar poem to the guests. It was about the Imperial Prince's epic war against the army of monsters.

The mistress of the tavern was wiping glasses behind the bar counter. Sitting beside her were a few regulars from the local adventurer's association.

An old man took a sip of wine and said, "Bella, to be honest, I can't sleep if I don't drink here every night."

The hostess named Bella smiled and said, "Then you have to come often, Mr. Buffon."

The old man laughed. "Of course I'll come often. Now that my wife has fallen in love with you, it's a great injustice. Although I have repeatedly stressed that it was Modra's wine that seduced me, she just doesn't believe me. What can we do? Our Bella is a great beauty. "

The men next to her smiled, and a dignified man said, "Don't blame me for talking too much, Bella. Although you are very strong and we are looking after you here, nothing will usually happen. But you are still a woman. I'm not looking down on you, I just want to tell you that women still have to find a home. "

"Thank you, Mr. Vicky." Bella smiled. "But who told you I don't have a man?"

"Oh, then why haven't you seen your so-called man after coming to Granier for almost half a year?" asked Old Buffon.

Bella looked at the door and said, "He went on a long trip. When he comes back, you can see him."

Suddenly, curses sounded from the direction of the stage, followed by the screams of the dancers. Everyone looked over, as if someone was causing trouble. Bella snorted. The old man smiled and said, "Don't worry, stay here. Vicky, go over and see which blind person is causing trouble here. "

Vicky called the two men beside him and squeezed through, thinking that this matter would be over. Suddenly, there was a loud bang, and a strong light of Origin Energy appeared. A few men from the Adventurers Association fell to the ground. A rough man walked out, reeking of alcohol, and shouted, "I heard that the owner of this tavern is a beauty. Come out and meet your Uncle Tanley. If I'm satisfied, Uncle Tanley has money to give you. "

Bella walked out of the bar and said coldly, "You are not welcome here. Please leave."

The man's eyes lit up when he saw Bella. He laughed loudly and said, "She is indeed a beauty. Accompany me tonight."

Then he strode towards Bella.

A very strong Origin Energy light appeared on his body. The old man opened his eyes wide and shouted, "Bella, come back quickly. This is Butcher Tanley. He is not someone you can deal with!"

But it was too late. Bella was about to pounce on him. A hand landed on the man's shoulder out of thin air, and the bear-like man fell flat on his face. He got up in a sorry state and shouted, "Who is it?"

"Aren't you going to see the owner of the tavern? I'm the one, so you're mistaken. "

Bella stared blankly for a moment, then her eyes began to glow. In front of her, a man in a cloak took off his hat, revealing a rare head of black hair. He was tall, thin, and slender. He stood there and smiled faintly at Bella. "Sorry I'm late. Young Master Allen, he … "

At the end of her sentence, Bella had already crashed into his arms and hugged him tightly. "It's good that you're back. Don't say anything else. I'm happy to see you again. "

The man relaxed and hugged her. "Me too," he said softly.

Then the man named Tanley got up and shouted, "You seem to have forgotten me!"

The tall, thin man laughed and said, "Look, I'm so forgetful. But I remember that Bella just told you to go out. "

"Then, get out of here!"

The door of the Modra Tavern suddenly exploded, and a man was thrown out like a dead dog, lying motionless on the ground. He didn't die, but he fainted. Bella looked at the door and said, "This door was only changed last month!"

The man hugged her and said, "I'll change it. Leave everything to me in the future."

On this day, it was known that Modra had a male master. His name was Belmore.

Barbarian Stone Star.

On a nameless hillside, the sun was blazing. Two burly figures walked up the hillside. They were two Catus. Even for the burly figures of the Catus, they were too sturdy. The one walking in front was obviously younger. His body was painted with red paint. He carried a war flag and inserted it on the hillside. The one behind him was older, but his aura was strong and his eyes were sharp. The most special thing was that he was wearing a few chains on his body.

"How long has it been since I last came?" The young Catu said. He seriously counted his fingers, "It's been at least twenty years."

"To be exact, it's been twenty-two years and three months." The chained Catu said, "Even after so long, I still remember what happened that night clearly. As a warrior under your father's command, I should have died here with them that night and used the enemy's brains as decorations on my grave! "

The young man sighed. "I'm sorry, Iron Bones. I've made you regret it for twenty years."

The old Catu named Iron Bones shook his head and said, "No, I'm proud of your father for you to be able to stand here again today. Child, you've been through a lot of hardship, but pain hasn't knocked you down. This is very similar to your father. You are both people with great courage. I used to think that when our tribe was razed to the ground, you would lose all courage. But when you stood in front of me again that day, I knew I was wrong. "

"Now, you are already the Great Chieftain. If your father knew, he would say, well done, Hubble! "

The young man knelt down beside the flag and looked up at it. "If I can hear his voice again, I'm willing to exchange everything for it. Even if I don't become the Great Chieftain, I'm willing."

"What are you talking about …" Iron Bones walked up and pressed down on his shoulder. "Listen to the sound of the flag being blown by the wind! Isn't that his cheers for you? "

The young man's entire body trembled, and then he closed his eyes.

At this moment, all he could hear was the sound of the war flag being blown by the wind. Just like that day, he rode on his father's warbeast and inserted the flag behind the warbeast, making this sound.

A roar sounded from the hillside.

This wild roar echoed endlessly on the hillside, spreading for thousands of miles.

The flag was left on the hillside. It was the flag of a tribe that had already disappeared. He had wanted to plant the flag on this hillside a long time ago, but it wasn't until today that he had done it. He left the flag behind, and there was a small camp near the hillside. There were only a few warriors in this camp, and their only mission was to ensure that the flag would not fall.

This was the Great Chieftain's order, and although it seemed meaningless, the warriors in the camp would carry it out faithfully.

Perhaps only the Great Chieftain would understand the meaning.

The war flag did not fall, the heroic spirit lived forever!

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