As they passed through a dark forest, they could see that there were many people passing by on the road. The road was very hard, and there were all kinds of marks left by wheels, horses, and shoes.
At that moment, a large caravan was passing through the forest. Groups of camel beasts and a large number of guards and entourage stretched into the distance. The Elias Caravan was very famous in the Engido Kingdom. They also had the largest business, and their business covered the entire orc kingdom.
At that moment, Lu Zhiyu was riding on a horse. Both sides of him were Gold Nima, who were looking up at him with squinting eyes. Lu Zhiyu felt a little embarrassed, as he kept feeling like the Gold Nima was laughing at him. Lu Zhiyu did not expect that the Gold Nima, which he had casually made into a Camel Beast, would become the most popular Camel Beast on the continent.
The caravan left the shadows of the trees and finally emerged into the sunlight. Looking down from the hillside, they could see a large city in the distance. It was the capital of Engido, Primonius.
It was a large and exotic ancient capital. Lu Zhiyu could see people coming and going outside the city. There was a long river in the city, and there was an endless stream of people waiting to enter the city. Countless people rode horses, drove camel beasts, and carried flags as they walked back and forth outside the city.
Inside the city, there were many domed buildings, bell-shaped towers, stone castles, and other buildings. The closer they got to the city, the more they felt its size and grandeur. Standing at the foot of the city, it seemed as if the city walls stretched all the way to the sky, connecting with the clouds in the sky.
"Oh, I didn't expect the orc kingdom to have such a magnificent city." This was Lu Zhiyu's first time in Primonius, and he had not expected it to be such a magnificent city. It was not inferior to St. Sarl City in the Kingdom of the Church of Light.
Elias followed Lu Zhiyu on his horse. "Of course, the king of the Engido Kingdom is an ambitious king. He has great vision and a broad mind. It took him decades to develop the Engido Kingdom into what it is today. Its trade is the most prosperous, and its army is the most powerful. We once thought that he would be the next emperor of the orc kingdom. Unfortunately!"
Lu Zhiyu asked, "What's the pity?"
Elias pointed at the sky. "It's a pity that he's old and is about to die of old age. He's about to return to God's embrace. We're just mortals. No matter how strong our ambitions are, we can't resist fate and death."
Ever since the fall of the Kingdom of Menkaure, Elias had lost his position as the Archon of Ayr. He had become a merchant, and it seemed like he was doing quite well. But just as he said, he was getting old and probably wouldn't be able to follow the caravans for much longer. This time, he had brought his second son, who would inherit his caravan and title.
After passing through the arched door that was hung by the iron fence, noises could be heard. There were people coming and going everywhere, not only under their feet, but also on the castle above, the layers of walls and arched bridges. Soldiers wearing chainmail armors and holding spears were guarding and maintaining order on both sides. From time to time, patrolling teams could be seen passing through the left passageway to the right passageway.
Elias said to Lu Zhiyu, "We'll rest and buy some things here. We'll continue our journey in the morning in three days. You can take a look around here for the next two days. Welcome to Primonius, my friend."
Lu Zhiyu led the horse and took Verthandi for a stroll in the city. Lu Zhiyu was admiring the local customs and architecture of Primonius, while Verthandi was looking around at the local delicacies and food.
Both of them carried long swords on their backs and were dressed in fancy clothes. In this day and age, those who could afford a good sword were not ordinary people. At least, they weren't poor people or farmers. Those who could afford a full set of armor were definitely knights. Ordinary people wouldn't dare to cause trouble for them. Of course, this kind of attire also made it easy for thieves to target them.
The city was built along the mountains, and the roads were also undulating. It was not very smooth to walk on. Most of the roads were uphill and downhill, which was very exhausting. The buildings were also rising and falling, forming a kind of intersecting beauty.
Lu Zhiyu and Verthandi walked around and finally arrived at the entrance of the palace. They saw a white palace built entirely of marble. There were many soldiers standing outside the city, and a large number of archers and spearmen patrolling the walls.
There was a notice posted at the entrance of the palace, on which the head of an evil dragon was drawn. At the moment, many people were gathered around to look at it. Most of them were outsiders, and they were chatting and chatting at the entrance of the palace.
"The price has gone up again! Ten thousand gold wolves, the title of baron, and you can choose your own territory. This is really a one-step success!"
"So many people have died. One-armed Durken is dead, along with more than a hundred of his mercenaries. They all died at the hands of that evil dragon. Those who took down this notice have all died."
"Of course, you have to know what you are facing. It is a dragon, the evil dragon, Frost."
"Legend has it that it has a body that is more than ten meters tall. When its wings are spread, it can reach up to twenty meters. When you stand up, you won't even reach its elbow. It has scales that can't be broken by swords. It can spit out the flames of hell when it breathes, and it can control ice and snow to freeze people into ice sculptures. No one can defeat it. Everyone who sees it will only end up dead."
"More than a dozen groups of people have gone, but none have returned. They all died in the Amos Icefield and became food for the evil dragon. Every one of them is a famous and powerful person. Who would dare to go? Isn't that asking for death? No matter how high the reward is, you have to get it first."
Verthandi, who was next to Lu Zhiyu, immediately asked, "Then why doesn't the king send an army to deal with it? Instead, he offers a reward for others to deal with the evil dragon."
Everyone turned around and saw that it was just a kid. Immediately, they said in disdain, "What do you know, kid? The evil dragon can fly. Numbers are useless against it. The king has sent troops and Blood Knights to encircle the evil dragon many times, but the evil dragon is very cunning. It doesn't fight them head-on. Instead, it constantly ambushes them, and in the end, all of them are left behind in the Amos Icefield."
Verthandi realized that she was being looked down upon. She was very unconvinced. "Isn't it just an evil dragon? What's so great about it? "
Everyone looked at this arrogant kid with disdain. "Pfft!"
Lu Zhiyu crossed his arms and stood behind Verthandi. "Go, help me take it down."
Verthandi turned around and looked at Lu Zhiyu, her eyes sparkling. "Dad, are you going to deal with this evil dragon yourself? You're going to rescue the princess of the Kingdom of Engido, just like a heroic knight in an epic story. "
Lu Zhiyu straightened his back and looked into the distance, as if he had been possessed by a hero. He arrogantly snorted, "Hmph."
Verthandi excitedly rushed forward and grabbed the list. Then, she turned back to the crowd and shouted, "Who dares to look down on us? You cowardly and cowardly people dare to talk, but don't dare to do it. This time, we'll show you what true chivalry is. Dad, we're going to slay the dragon. Hey, dad, where are you? "
Verthandi took down the list and found that the figure that was originally standing in the crowd had disappeared. The soldiers at the side gradually surrounded Verthandi.
"Hello, sir. His Majesty the King wants to see you!"
Verthandi's face turned pale. She tried to explain, but she found that her escape route was blocked. She looked around and stammered, "It wasn't me who wanted to take off the list. Just now, that's right, that person down there asked me to take it off for him."
"Whoever took off the list has made a contract with His Majesty the King. Those who break the contract will have their heads cut off and hung on the city wall." The soldier's face suddenly became very serious. He pointed at the few heads that were tied to the flagpole above the city wall. Each head was covered in blood, and its eyes were staring at the ground like dead fish. Verthandi couldn't help but gulp.
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