A dragon who doesn't want to be a killer is not a good businessman

"According to records from two hundred years ago, a strange disaster swept across the Iverson continent, resulting in the death of countless civilians and ultimately the complete extinction of a species."

Lucifer spoke eloquently, while lowering his eyes and raising his hand, he summoned a half-soft, half-hard blade of grass from the surface.

"Extinction?"

Ever since the elf tribe's grand demise, everyone has been very sensitive to the word extinction.

After all, the elves are already well-known and a powerful race with profound heritage. Such a race will be buried inexplicably, and everyone else will endanger the race.

It's precisely because you don't know the details that it seems scary.

"Two hundred years ago, could there have been a disaster like the annihilation of the Elf race?" Austin looked solemn.

As an alien race outside of the human race, they are also a powerful race like the elves, and they are also naturally in tune with the power of magic. They have an unclear relationship. The Shark race is naturally particularly sensitive to this kind of rhetoric.

Morgan can understand this, and can also naturally see that Austin has always had a strong sense of belonging to his own tribe.

Although I don’t know why he verbally hates the human race so much, this may be a breakthrough. If you need an answer, writing it down first shouldn’t be a problem.

However, Lucifer shook his head, "The actual situation is not what you think. The extinction of the elves is a special case. When I say extinction, I refer to a kind of flower."

As he finished speaking, the king silently recited a spell, and the uprooted grass blades in his hands instantly transformed into another form, surprising everyone present.

That is an unforgettable color.

The blue petals are of just the right shades, overlapping each other, but having their own characteristics, with a wisp of white as the finishing touch decorating the edges.

The harmonious but different petals cluster around the light purple stamen in the center, like knights guarding the princess, and together they form a vivid painting.

Nobility is not enough to describe its beauty. If I had to find a description, it would be a dream that shines into reality.

"The Kingdom of Cole has been established for three hundred and sixty-eight years. Before the Kingdom of Cole, there was a kingdom called Aflorlia that ruled the west of the Iverson continent. This was their national flower, and it was also a wild growth at that time.

of flowers.”

Lucifer couldn't help but turn his head and look around. For a while, he couldn't find a comparable target, and then he suddenly realized that he was not in an ordinary green space, so he thought about it for a while.

"This flower was named Lolia very early...it can be seen everywhere like daisies on the roadside."

In fact, this kind of flower does not grow in the Kingdom of Cole, but Mogan will not dismantle His Majesty the King. As for the two strangers, the shark whose hometown is closest to Cole is also an underwater creature and does not have such deep geographical knowledge.

So King Lestus personally designed it, and the perfect story that tells everything from scenes to props continues.

"The Kingdom of Cole started as a city-state and eventually defeated the Kingdom of Afloria, becoming the first country to unify the west side of the Iverson Continent to the Arcane Forest."

When it comes to history, Lucifer's narration is very smooth and not affected by foreign objects at all. Even the local Mo Gan has the illusion that he is a foreigner.

"King and Queen Cole at that time loved this flower. Although they could not choose the Lolia flower as the national flower due to the naming of the previous dynasty, they still planted it on the windowsill - this habit is said to have continued for many years."

Morgan also thought of the entrance to the palace of the Kingdom of Cole - although there was no potted plant, the group carved on the classical door frame was indeed the same as the one now transformed in Lucifer's hand.

He originally didn't care much about this kind of thing.

After all, palace property is as valuable as it is beautiful, and since I am not an heir, and I cannot have any wild ambitions, the best choice is to be out of sight and out of mind.

"Two hundred and ten years ago... actually on the eve of the establishment of the Kingdom of Denton, in the center of the Iverson Continent, also northwest of the Arcane Forest, starting from a base point, a rather strange war spread.

disaster."

First, people in the town were killed inexplicably, and then the knights who went to explore whether there were any wild aliens were also attacked. The Kingdom of Cole received news that there were unknown monsters wandering around a swamp and constantly attacking people.

There are countless ethnic groups in the Arcane Forest, some are docile, some are violent, and there are even intelligent ethnic groups that have established diplomatic relations with the Kingdom of Cole.

At first, the kingdom's senior officials only thought that the natives of the Arcane Forest, who were violent and bloodthirsty by nature, ran outside the forest and randomly attacked civilians.

Sending a few royal knights to deal with it will naturally kill the perpetrator or escort him back.

But what no one expected was that even though the knight went there, he could not find the culprit. He could not even find the target of the attack or arrest.

On the contrary, as time progresses, this disaster spreads to farther areas, occurs more and more frequently, and the places it goes to become more prosperous and intensified.

Not even just one direction.

The same reported disasters began to appear in the east, west, north and south of the original location, except for the direction of the Arcane Forest.

For a time, residents of dozens of nearby towns were in danger. Adults told their children to stay at home, let alone women and children. Even strong adult men did not dare to go out at night.

It's just that although there are fewer days, there are still events happening. And people can't stop running around for a living forever and starve themselves to death in the same place.

For a long time, it was unknown who and what caused the disaster, and the knights who failed to complete their mission could only find ways to find commonalities among various events under limited conditions.

The people who were quickly attacked and either died or were seriously injured and fell unconscious were men, women, old and young, including drunkards and pastors who had just finished praying to the congregation.

The locations were different, the events were different, and apart from the fact that the injured were either dead or disabled, and the survivors would all fall into coma for no apparent reason, no other clues could be found.

As events occur, the transfer of time and space becomes more and more deviant from common sense. Folk legends have extended from villains who kill for fun to violent and bloodthirsty wizards, becoming more and more powerful and terrifying.

Even though such a fictional demon has never fought against any strong person.

Spanning countless areas, the prisoner who seems to have countless clones has never even appeared in front of each of the powerful royal knights.

Even if they really couldn't find a way, they would wander around the wilderness where civilians were attacked all day and night, even taking off their armor and putting on cloth clothes or skirts.

——The existence that caused the tragedy seems to have an intuition beyond ordinary people, and can distinguish the subtle differences between ordinary people and warrior mages, so as to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages.

At the same time, they can be perfectly hidden in the dark night and day, and have never been discovered by anyone who is still awake.

Finally, the knights, who had persisted for a long time but gained nothing, finally found a man who had been attacked and survived.

Although she was unconscious like most people, she murmured a short word full of fear in her dream.

"Piranha."

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