High Above

All elders do this - the talented juniors ask you to recall their glorious past, or want to know something they don't know yet, and look at you with curiosity and reverence.

At this time, normal people can't help but say a few more words.

Mr. Yinfang is not stupid. Of course he knows that Ian is just showing off. How could this talented young man who he watched grow up have such an expression as an ordinary child? The other party is at most curious, so how can he really respect anyone?

But it was nice to be able to pretend to be Ian. After all, being willing to pretend to him was already giving him a lot of face. Plus, it wasn't anything particularly secret, so he laughed and told Ian in detail.

The Dragon Worship Cult has a history of far more than six hundred years, but it has been 'famous' for six hundred years.

Its history is as long as dragons. When the shadow of the first true dragon passed across the sky of Terra, the sparks of the Dragon Cult ignited on the earth.

Originally, there was no difference between the Dragon Worshiping Sect and the indigenous ceremonial spirit worshiping sects, as well as the spirit worshiping sects in various places. It was just that the general shamans and animal worshiping sects did not worship dragons, or they could not find dragons to worship.

The local belief of the mountain people is the Dragon God. If you say that they are worshiping the dragon, they must be eradicated and eradicated. It depends on whether the mountain people will rebel.

There is only one reason why the true Dragon Worship Cult is called a ‘cult’.

"They will create natural disasters."

Mr. Yinfang raised his head, stared at the ceiling of his chamber of commerce, and said to himself with some emotion: "Back then, I followed a chamber of commerce and ran business with the dwarves in Ushtalaf. I once encountered someone from the Dragon Worship Cult. News: A major earthquake that I have rarely seen in my life."

"Even the mountain was broken and collapsed in front of me... Now that I am older, I am not ashamed, so I told you - I was so scared that I peed." The old man laughed, and then his expression turned into a trance.

He really recalled the original scene, and his tone was distant but heavy: "Since then, we have never been to the north again."

"A few years later, the caravan boss got into trouble and broke up. I returned to my hometown in the south in despair with many years of savings. I was lucky. I worked hard all the way to where I am now. To a certain extent, it was still a success. Thanks to the Dragon Worship Cult."

After taking a sip of tea, Mr. Yinfang looked at Ian: "That earthquake was caused by the Dragon Worship Cult."

"They intended to resurrect the 'empty desert dragon', a true dragon that died in the Ushtalav Mountains in the past, or to restore its magical power - they actually succeeded, so three peaks collapsed , the appearance of the Emerging Flame Abyss."

"To be honest, if they don't succeed, they really won't be an important organization. But if they can't control the resurgence of the power of the ancient dragon, they can really cause threats and natural disasters. In the end, of course, they can only become a cult."

The old man talked about something again, mixed with his experience over the years, and Ian listened with interest.

He really likes to hear this kind of story, not to please Mr. Yinfang.

Generally speaking, the Dragon Worship Cult is an organization that respects the power of the True Dragon and Ancient Dragon and intends to reproduce this power with its own power.

They collected information, remains and inheritance about the ancient dragon, and determined that the existence behind the ancient dragon had secrets related to the source of the entire world - of course, they must have other missions and beliefs, but that is Some real secrets that can’t be known without joining them.

And in this organization, there are quite a few members who possess the power of dragons...or even simply are dragons.

After all, it is easier for a dragon to obtain the power of a dragon than for a person to obtain the power of a dragon.

"Who knows what they are going to do in Nanling this time? Especially since there have been more than one ancient dragon in Nanling in history. If the Dragon Worshiping Sect really causes any natural disaster, no one can afford it."

At this point, the old man couldn't help but sigh: "As for the Candle Holder, they are similar to the Mirror Sea Guards and Patrol Knights of our empire. They are one of the special forces of the Federation and are responsible for arresting these mysterious organizations and spies from other countries. Secret Guard."

"Holding a candle to illuminate the darkness is nothing unusual."

"I see."

Ian couldn't help but nod, his eyes brightening: "It's really a great benefit, sir."

"Don't dare, my knight. You must be tired after traveling for so many days and encountering troubles led by Ryan, right?"

Mr. Yinfang stood up with a smile. He obviously didn't notice Ian's sudden slightly raised tone - this showed that Ian was completely interested in the Dragon Cult.

He called for people to clear the table, then turned to Ian and said: "I will entertain you today..."

"It's not necessary."

Ian raised his head, looked out the window not far away, and said thoughtfully: "I think it would be good to arrange a private room in a remote place for me. I will go out for a walk tonight to see the local customs and customs. "

"Personal habits." The young man turned his head and said to the old man apologetically.

"That's okay." Mr. Yinfang did know that Ian was used to being alone and didn't insist: "You're welcome, please just say it."

Originally, Mr. Yinfang planned to give Ian a sum of money to use for traveling in Shuangshu Town, which felt like pocket money from an elder, but Ian refused.

However, Ian also plans to hand over his Sharp Claw tiger skin to the Yinfang Chamber of Commerce for resale.

"It just so happens that I need it too—a tiger skin in such good condition can just be used as a cushion."

The old man started the business very quickly. He laughed loudly and said: "The first prey of a monster in the future legend's life - the prey of a monster on the surface - this needs to be preserved. God knows how high the price can be!"

"There's no need for this, Mr. Yinfang."

Ian was a little helpless - he really wasn't used to someone being so kind to him, but Mr. Yinfang lowered his head and whispered to the young man: "Don't be polite, Ian, if it weren't for you, I would have done it too." Not on the line of Boyin Workshop."

"Do you know who is the current general director of the South of Boyin Workshop? A disciple of Master Gosei."

"Who is the new deputy director? You must also know, Isengard."

"Why can I get connected with Boyin Workshop? And why can I get the agency management right to the south of Indigo Mountain?"

"Ian, what do you mean it's unnecessary? Do you want everyone to know that Mr. Yinfang is a person who never repays his kindness?"

The old man reached out seriously and patted Ian on the back: "Listen, if you want anything, just take it yourself, don't be polite to me."

Ian blinked, he felt helpless, smiled, shook his head and said: "Then I... feel at ease."

"I'm afraid you're too reserved."

Mr. Yinfang also shook his head, and he took Ian downstairs: "A knight like you goes out to practice, and you are not an adventurer who has no one to rely on and is fighting for his life. How come there are not a few chambers of commerce responsible for supplying and transporting equipment? "

"The most I can do is help you in the southern border. Once you get past the Golden Fields, I can only look at your young noble friend."

"Um,"

Ian nodded slightly, but something moved in his heart: "It seems... the system of nobles, ascendants and chambers of commerce has been very strong. Mr. Yinfang must have known that I was traveling, so he naturally felt that he should support me."

Indeed, serious knights must have their own armor and mounts, and maintain and supply weapons themselves. How can they find the time to continue training?

And when the sublimated person returns from traveling, no matter whether his strength has improved or not, at least the entire interpersonal circle has been opened up - this is the real wealth for both parties.

On the first floor, the boy looked out at the streets of Shuangshu Town.

The streets were still bustling in the middle of the night. There were many food vendors and outdoor taverns where people gathered to drink. Under the dim yellow lights, the taverns and shops were bustling with people. Dwarves and demi-humans were hugging each other, bragging about their past with a few people of gold. adventures.

After a hard day's work, farmers in the town would come here to have something to eat, drink some ale, and have some baked dough, bread, and naan with their friends. The prices were not expensive and they were very hungry.

Terra's productivity and the utilization rate of solar energy by plants have reached an outrageous level. In such a world, if there were not accidents such as war between the two countries and biological warfare, it would be impossible for famine to starve to death. The situation - Nanling is a newly developed area and is not very stable. The jungle is too dangerous and it is difficult to obtain wild resources.

But even so, if it were not for the war with the indigenous people and the attack of two major storms, Harrison Port would not be short of food. At most, it would only be able to eat a single kind of food for a period of time... In the human race that has already formed a large-scale system In society, wanting to starve to death has become something that requires deliberate effort.

The nobles and ascendants rarely even 'exploit' resources in this area.

Because these ordinary foods and resources have no value to them.