Mystery Comes to the Dragon Race

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What? !Is the Lord of Mysteries the Fool?
Old Tang just asked casually, and he didn't ask on purpose.Because not all cults are related to the Lord of Mysteries, he just thought of it suddenly and asked by the way.

But never expected to get such a clue.

For a moment, Old Tang didn't know what to say.

Is the Lord of Mysteries the Fool?
This is really a major discovery.

Although in Old Tang's memory, it seems that he has never been in contact with the Lord of Mysteries and the Church of Mysteries.But Old Tang always felt that he seemed to have some kind of inexplicable connection with the Mysterious Church.

Like some kind of hidden attraction?

In short, from time to time, he would subconsciously pay attention to news related to the occult.Maybe... I used to have a relationship with the Lord of Mysteries?
But how is this possible?

Old Tang can be sure that the Lord of Mysteries is not the dragon he is familiar with. As the Lord of Bronze and Fire, he cannot possibly know that dragon.

As a human being, he was indeed just an ordinary human being before he awakened, and he didn't even know about the fact that there were dragons at all, let alone talking about fools and other secrets. These things should have nothing to do with him That's right...

By the way, when did he wake up?

Met Odin during a bounty mission?
Old Tang couldn't help shaking his head, many memory fragments were intertwined in his mind, his intuition seemed to be clamoring crazily, reminding him of some unknown information.

He... should know the Fool...

That's his...friend...

The bearded man, the skinny monkey who was knocked to the ground, and even the melon-eating crowd watching all raised their heads simultaneously at this moment, and stared at Old Tang expressionlessly.

The storm outside still kept beating against the walls, and the occasional flashes of lightning suddenly illuminated the entire hall, and then returned to darkness.Everything here seems to be tainted with some kind of unspeakable horror.

Fortunately, Old Tang is now in the chaos of memory, and he didn't notice the weirdness here.

Otherwise, he would definitely be horrified by this sudden silence.

"you"

Finally, after tens of seconds of silence, Old Tang took a deep breath, and said slowly in a dry voice, "I'm very interested in the fool you mentioned, can you tell me about it?"

"Of course." The bearded man nodded, as if a switch had been pressed, his face regained the expression that a living person should have.

Maybe it was because of too much wine, the blush on his face became more and more obvious, almost covering his whole face, and he talked endlessly through the alcohol.

"Actually, we here basically believe in the Goddess of the Night, but because I have been wandering on the sea for a long time, I also believe in the Lord of Storms a little bit." The bearded man talked freely while drinking: "Actually, the Fool is the last dozen or so The god who appeared suddenly in the middle of the year, everyone treated him as a cult at the beginning. But here is the sea, and the followers of the Fool are very rare, so it doesn’t matter to us whether it is a cult or not. At that time, basically I have never heard the name of the fool."

"But then, the battle of gods happened. One of the original seven gods of war fell and became the six righteous gods. It was also after that time that the giants from Bayam tried their best to preach, Basically, people who pass by will be pulled over to preach the teachings of the Fool, and we also passed by some people from Bayam here, and then we know about the Fool.”

"wait wait wait!"

Although Old Tang had been mentally prepared before this, he felt that he might hear some unbelievable and sensational things.

But after hearing some nonsense from this big guy.

He was still in shock.

What god war?
What Bayam?

What giant?
What are these things?
Old Tang found it unbelievable that this kind of person said these unbelievable things with a natural attitude.

This made him feel for a while that it might be something this person imagined.Maybe it's just that this guy is out of his mind and weaving up these strange intelligences for him.

But Old Tang quickly dispelled this guess.

Because even the surrounding onlookers didn't show much surprise on their faces, as if these things are really normal here.

The bearded man who was interrupted was not angry, but looked at Old Tang with some doubts: "What's wrong?"

After trying to calm down his mind, Old Tang continued to ask: "The 'giant' you mentioned just now, what exactly do you mean? Is it a dragon?"

"Dragon?"

The bearded man looked puzzled: "What does this have to do with the Dragon Clan?"

Old Tang was stunned for a moment. Originally, in his cognition, these extraordinary powers would definitely have something to do with the Dragon Clan.Even the giants in Norse mythology are actually the incarnations of dragons.The typical one is Odin. Although that guy is a dragon, in the legends, he is indeed a cyclops.

But here, all his common sense doesn't seem to be of much use.

Old Tang had a vague sense of awkwardness... as if this place was not a world he was familiar with...

But here is the mysterious Church and the Lord of Mysteries that he knows...

Old Tang suppressed the wild thoughts in his heart, and immediately asked tentatively: "Then, what does the giant you are talking about look like? I have never seen a giant before..."

"Oh, you may have misunderstood." The bearded man scratched his cheeks slightly shyly, as if he was a little shy, but he couldn't tell from his bearded and flushed face, "Baya Although those people in Mu are called giants, there are also half-giants, but they are actually taller people, that is, the average height is [-] meters, so we call them giants or half-giants, which are similar to those in mythology. Those giants are different. These half giants basically believe in fools, so they often pull people to preach and introduce their savior..."

After saying the last word "Savior", the bearded man looked as usual, but the melon-eating crowd not far from him were frantically buckling the ground and covering their faces with their top hats.

Old Tang didn't notice the melon-eating crowd.

Two... two meters five? !
He was dumbfounded by this statistic.

This is so meow
A picture instantly appeared in Old Tang's mind, a group of burly giants with an average height of over [-] meters, holding the Holy Book of Mysteries (or should be the Holy Book of Fools) in their hands, smiling and preaching kindly around people ...

Just imagining that scene makes one's scalp tingle.

Old Tang swallowed, feeling that his excellent height of 1.8 meters was not enough...

Although dragons can disguise themselves as other species by adjusting their bones, in theory, adjusting their height should be no problem.

But every change takes a lot of time and energy, and his body shape is the most suitable for him in theory, it takes a lot of effort to make a slight change... There is no way to improve myself to [-] meters...

This is a very sad thing!
But after thinking about it, Old Tang couldn't help shaking his head again. His most critical question now is not this!

He pondered for a while, found an entry point, and continued to collect information: "By the way, where is the Bayam you are talking about?"

After asking this question, the bearded man looked at him with an unbelievable look, and even the melon-eaters around him gave him a mixture of shock and curiosity.

"Why don't you know anything, even if you don't know Bayam, you don't even know about the seven righteous gods... Where did you come from?"

"After Bayam was chosen as the headquarters of the Church of the Fools, it has become completely famous. Since you know the Lord of Mysteries, you should also know where the headquarters of the Church is."

The bearded man was amazed.

"..."

Old Tang suddenly became embarrassed, this...
"I am of Chinese descent from the United States."

Old Tang honestly stated his identity as a human being.It might be possible to confuse it with this explanation.Because some Americans don't even know where New York is, and point to Canada on the map.

Maybe I can fool around a bit to explain that I am poor at geography.

"U.S?"

Now it was the turn of the bearded man to be dumbfounded.

"Which country is America?"

"...?"

Old Tang and the bearded man stared wide-eyed.

It felt like one of them was talking and the other was listening, but they didn't match up at all.

This strange situation lasted for about a minute.The bearded man finally retreated.

"Okay, let's change the subject." The bearded man said, "I feel like you are not from this world..."

"..."

Now Old Tang was really silent.

Now he really suspected that he was thrown into another world by that bastard magician.Otherwise, there is no way to explain everything he encountered.

Old Tang finally took a deep breath and asked, "... Which country is...?"

"Loen Kingdom." The bearded man replied without thinking.

"..."

Old Tang fell into chaos.

If you want to say that this is a different world, but this group of people speaks Mandarin, and there are ships that come and go. If you want to say that this is the world of dragons, he can be sure that what they said does not exist at all.

Old Tang felt that his hair was going to be bald.

"Then why do you all speak Chinese? You still speak it so standard?" Old Tang asked hysterically, asking his soul, "Don't you all have your own language?"

"?"

The bearded man slowly questioned: "Is there something wrong?"

"..."

Looking at the bewildered and natural expression on the other party's face, Old Tang was completely defeated.

Dazed and dazed, I felt like I might be dreaming.

Looking at Old Tang who seemed to have lost his soul, the bearded man couldn't bear it, and kindly reminded him: "If you want to know more about the Fool, you can go to the Church of St. Arianna, although it belongs to the Evernight Goddess. The church, but it also contains information about the Fool."

"I'm just an ordinary sailor. I haven't studied much, so I may not be of much help to you."

The bearded man shrugged his shoulders, expressing helplessness, "Maybe you can ask the lady boss, she seems to know a lot."

Old Tang barely showed a smile, and after a few perfunctory words, he hurriedly left, intending to tell others the strange news.

His head was about to explode, and he didn't analyze anything useful.

If that cheeky nonsense is right, all this has become confusing...

Just as he was halfway there, there was a sudden grunt in his stomach, and his flesh protested.

It was only then that Old Tang realized what he was doing for coming out this time.

He touched his empty stomach and sighed helplessly.

"Hey"

Then he turned his head again, walked straight to the bar, and asked the waiter, "Is there anything to eat here?"

The waiter was stunned for a moment, and then laughed: "Sir, are you hungry? Our Lie Ranchi and Dixie pies are delicious. If you want to have some sparkling water, it will be even more wonderful..."

"No, no, no," Old Tang quickly interrupted the waiter's endless sales promotion, and said bravely, "Just order any rice noodles..."

Thinking of the environment here, Old Tang paused for a moment, and then added: "Bread is also fine."

Because the most serious thing is...they have no money...

They were sent to the surface of the sea soaked in water before, and there were hardly any useful things in their bodies, only some useless submersible wreckage, not to mention money, they were so poor.

Nobody takes money underwater, right?Unless you're out of your mind.

Therefore, the current group of four is penniless.

Being able to stay in a hotel is due to the kindness of the proprietress, who said that she can pay the final payment...

They thought that they might get money when they contacted the academy.

But now it seems that there is no end in sight, and whether he can go back is still a question.The only hope is those passing freighters, according to the bearded.

"We don't have rice noodles here, is bread okay? You can go back to your room to rest first, and we will send it to you after a while."

The waiter looked rather regretful and said, "Are you sure you don't want Dixie Pie and Lie Ronnie? They're very cheap here."

"No..."

Old Tang hastily waved his hand to reject the waiter's offer.

They can't even afford the cheapest bread now, how can they have the nerve to buy other things?
"Alright then." The waiter didn't force it, "How many pounds of bread do you need? Should I pay now or include it in the accommodation fee?"

The waiter continued to ask kindly.

Old Tang didn't know how the bread was calculated here, so he could only put on a serious face and said, "...for four people, let's count it together in the accommodation fee at the end."

As he spoke, he slowly lowered his head.

As Norton, the King of Bronze and Fire, the well-known bounty hunter Old Tang has been proud for thousands of years, and finally bowed his head in shame in front of the little bread.

No way, no money!