Crossing The Dragon: The King Sacrifices The Princess At The Beginning

While Darabeng Bar was inquiring about the news, an old adventurer was chattering nearby. His voice was so loud that Darabeng Bar's ears were ringing, and he wished that the entire Adventurer's Guild was looking at him. Attract past.

"...The ground suddenly collapsed. I was scared to death. When I got closer, guess what? There is an ancient ruin inside!"

"Since it is an ancient ruin, there must be a lot of treasures inside, right? Don't you want to go in and take a look?"

The adventurers around him had a joking attitude and seemed not to take the old adventurer's words seriously.

"Of course I want to go in, but what kind of strength do I have? What if I die if I go in? I still want to live for two more years, otherwise I won't tell you the news." The old adventurer said with an air of dignity. He took a sip from the ale on the table, but there was no more wine in it. He couldn't help frowning: "I told you so many gossips, you won't buy me another drink?"

"Okay, Old Bart." The adventurer in front of him snorted contemptuously:

"I bought you a drink just to have some fun, to see what kind of stories you, a little old man, can come up with. But it ended up being the same thing. Just lie to yourself. Don't treat everyone as a fool."

"Oh, no, everything I said this time is true!"

The old adventurer explained, but no one wanted to hear it.

Soon he was alone, sitting in the corner shaking his head in anger and embarrassment.

"That's Old Bart." The receptionist followed Darabon's gaze and said helplessly: "This is an old liar who often spreads gossip. If someone takes the bait, he will beg for a drink. But in fact, those He made up all the news. Some people believed it at first, but then no one believed it. But this old guy is also pitiful. His son and daughter were killed by bandits, and he was left alone. Occasionally, someone would listen to the gossip in the name of Buy him a drink."

"So that's it."

Darabengba nodded, and he suddenly had a strong intuition.

The ruins that Old Bart mentioned are probably true, not fake.

Obviously this ruins just appeared not long ago.

But he also followed the guidance and came here to find the treasure.

Everything seemed to be specially prepared for him.

He turned around, smiled and said to the receptionist:

"Give me and old Bart a beer. I think that old man is quite interesting and want to chat with him."

The receptionist thought that Darabonba felt sorry for Old Bart, so he nodded.

. . .

"Mr. Bart, your wine."

The waiter placed the ale in front of Old Bart.

"Ah, but I didn't ask for a drink. I don't have any money."

"This is what I asked you to do, old gentleman."

Darabonba walked up to Old Bart and sat down, also holding a glass of ale in his hand.

"You don't need to pay me, just drink whatever you want."

When Old Bart heard this, the wrinkles on his face immediately relaxed. He smiled gratefully at Darabeng Bar, picked up the glass of ale and took a sip: "Seriously, the ale of the Dawn Adventurers Guild It’s the best tasting, unlike those in taverns, which are either bland or have a sour taste.”

A flash of memory appeared in the old man's eyes. He didn't know what he thought of, and he shook his head sadly.

"I heard you're an old liar?"

Old Bart blushed when he heard this, rubbed his hands and said: "Life is forced, but sometimes the news I bring is true, but they don't want to believe it. As a result, the news has lost its timeliness. You understand , many things happen in a moment, cherishing monsters and cherishing herbs will not wait in place, and over time I have become an old liar."

"Yes, that's right." An adventurer's voice came from the side.

"Old Bart, some of your news is indeed true. Probably one out of a hundred is true!"

There was a burst of laughter in the Adventurer's Guild, and Old Bart's face turned redder.

"The news this time is true." He said stubbornly.

"You don't believe it, okay, don't be jealous when I get the treasures in the ruins!"

The adventurers around him just listened in amusement. Old Bart's strength was not even at the second level, and he would run away with his head in his arms when he encountered a Goblin Warrior. If there were any ruins, he couldn't interfere with it.

"I'm rather interested in the ruins you mentioned. Can you tell me more about it?"

"Oh, of course!"

Finally, someone was willing to believe the news from his mouth. Old Bart's eyes lit up and he looked very excited. He took out an old map and spread it out in front of Darabeng Bar. He said with concentration: "The place where I found the ruins is. Here, south of the Toronto Mountains, there is a river, and the ruins are in a valley across the river. At that time, I wanted to collect some medicine there and sell it for money, but the ground suddenly collapsed, which almost scared me to death."

"Then what?"

"I originally thought it was a monster attack, so I hid in the nearby bushes for a while, but I didn't see a monster for most of the day, so I looked down near the collapse of the ground. There was a dark place inside. , but occasionally a glimmer of light flashed by, and I saw countless soldiers standing in it. I was very scared at the time, but when I looked closer, I found that all these soldiers were stone statues! What is this arrangement other than a ruins? Legend has it that ruins are very dangerous , I didn’t dare to stay there longer and just came back...I told them the news with good intentions, but they didn’t believe it at all.”

Countless soldiers stood in the ruins.

If Old Bart hadn't lied, Darabengba was almost certain that the ruins must be Emperor Xiwei's treasure! Only a being like Emperor Xiwei would make such a grand noise in the ruins.

"Can you take me to see the ruins?" Dalabengba asked.

Old Bart nodded, unable to hide the excitement on his face. It's not easy. Finally, someone is willing to believe him. It feels good to be trusted. He cleared his throat, deliberately amplified his voice and said to the adventurers around him:

"I will take you to the ruins now. When the time comes, we will get the treasure and make those guys around who don't believe in me angry to death!"

"Then let's go." Darabengba smiled helplessly. He picked up the cup and drank the ale in one gulp, opened the door and walked into the afterglow of dusk. Old Bart showed a sullen expression to the adventurers around him. He also imitated Darabeng Bar and drank down the wine and barley in one gulp, then followed Darabeng Bar with his head held high.

"Just watch! There will be no more old liar Bart!"

He declared with great air: "From now on, there will only be legendary adventurers, Old Bart. You should watch carefully. You will regret it when the time comes. We will see."