Calamity Dragon, Starting with the Cultivation of Knight Families

Chapter 119 Grein's Changes, the Hope of the Cartes
Early morning, the streets of the lower city on the left side of Dawn City.

"Gren, it's Grein! Grein's back!"

"Quick! Go and inform old Chuck!"

This is the civilian internment area for humans on the continent of Calter.

Here, the five stone houses and three shops in a row were all allocated as accommodations for the survivors who had been in the Misty Forest early in the morning.

The environment isn't great, but it's not too bad either.

But at least, it's much, much better than the tens of thousands of slaves of the Carthians in the right city.

At this moment, Grein was wearing light armor and looked much more energetic than he had a year ago.

Upon seeing Grein's arrival, the surrounding people and some children gathered around him.

"Ah! Brother Grein, it's been so long since you've been back. How have you been doing at the city lord's mansion?"

"I heard that the city lord's mansion serves monster meat and white rice every day, is that true?"

"Go away, you rascal, what do you know? Your brother Grein is now the captain of a small guard under the city lord's mansion, and he has a great chance of becoming one of the city lord's next batch of knight squires."

"Do you know what a knight's squire is? In the Old World, that's considered half a nobleman, and they even get a fief."

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The surrounding residents all gathered around.

This instantly brought a genuine smile to Grein's face.

Looking back a year ago.

Back then, they hid in caves, living in constant fear, and couldn't even defeat goblins.

They are starving and cold, and may even face the constant threat of monsters and diseases in the forest.

All of that is in the past now!
Dawn City, the Great Dragon God, and a powerful lord from another world.

everything will get better.

As for reclaiming the continent of Calter, which belongs to humanity, that's a pipe dream for Grein.

The trolls possessed immense power, and were even backed by gods.

With a population of over 400,000 in Dawn City, even adding the massive number of magical beasts would still make it very difficult.

Little did people know that more than 150 years ago, there were countless professionals on the entire continent of Calter, if not tens of millions, at least hundreds of thousands.

Moreover, there are countless strong individuals among them.

Even in such a situation, the troll race was able to destroy it.

Currently, there are fewer than one hundred extraordinary beings in the entire Dawn City, and even among so-called magical beasts, there are fewer than one thousand who have reached the advanced level.

To think they could reclaim the continent of Calter was nothing short of a pipe dream.

In fact, Grein had been worried about this all along.

If the trolls discover Dawn City, it could very well lead to another tragedy like the one that happened to the settlements on the edge of the Misty Forest.

Of course, the only thing that's still okay in Dawn City is...

Here, there are true gods, and with their protection, Grein believes that as long as the gods behind the troll race don't appear, everything can still be planned slowly.

Furthermore, the interdimensional teleportation array in Dawn City's temple is also a source of Dawn City's confidence.

Although Grein didn't know the current scale of Dawn City's power, he figured that with the support of an entire world, withstanding the trolls' initial offensive shouldn't be a problem.

Even better if the great Dragon God could contact more gods from other worlds to come.

A counterattack against the trolls is not impossible!

However, based on the situation over the past year, and even information gleaned from slaves and commoners of other worlds, such a thing is unlikely for the time being.

Because it seems like there's a war going on in the world on the other side.

Moreover, it's a battle between several races, and it seems the gods of the other world are also at odds with each other.

Under such circumstances, all Grein could do was pray.

Of course, these are things that important people should consider, or even things that gods should consider.

Grein is just going with the flow now.

I can only hope that Dawn City can truly bring a new dawn to the despairing continent of Calter.

Now, all he needs to do is to do his job well.

Furthermore, given the current situation, Grein has even greater hopes and expectations for the Dragon God and Dawn City.

Because, just before, the city lord summoned him and even gave him some instructions, so he immediately returned to the area that belonged to the former Karl people.

“Greece?”

Surrounded by a crowd, Grein arrived at the entrance of the fruit shop.

At that moment, an elderly man appeared at the entrance of the fruit shop.

He looked at Grein with a broad smile.

“It’s me, Elder Chuck.”

Grein strode forward, while several soldiers around him immediately dispersed the crowd.

At this moment, Grein had already approached the old man and helped him up.

"Elder, your health is deteriorating day by day. Why are you still out here? Come on, let's go inside."

Chuck said happily, "Great! But I'm also happy to see how much you've accomplished."

"Come on, let's go inside. By the way, you must be thirsty from your journey, right?"

"Hurry up, you two little devils, aren't you going to pour water for your big brother? What are you standing there for? Do I need your help?"

Chuck looked at the two teenagers behind him with displeasure.

"Oh, okay, Brother Grein, wait a moment, we'll get you some water right away."

The two children immediately ran into the house with silly grins.

Looking at the two teenagers, Chuck and Grein exchanged a smile.

Then, with Grein's help, the two went into the inner room. Chuck sat on the simple bed, while Grein sat on the stone bench opposite the bed.

At this moment, Chuck held Grein's hand tightly, and said with a kind and gentle expression:
"Greece, you've had a tough year, haven't you?"

“A few days ago, I heard that you followed the city lord and the great dragon god to attack the troll town. I was worried for a long time at that time.”

"But now it seems everything is going smoothly?"

Upon hearing this, Grein nodded solemnly.

"Yes, everything went smoothly."

"Moreover, we did almost nothing in this attack on the troll town."

"By the time when our city defense forces and the city lord arrived there, those trolls had already been wiped out by Lord Amos's monster army."

"In the end, all we could do was complete a trial against a thousand trolls under the watchful gaze of His Majesty."

"A trial?" Chuck was somewhat taken aback.

Grein sighed, "Yes, it's probably because His Majesty wants us human recruits to see blood and hone our courage."

"Fortunately, the trolls were all without armor and didn't have much courage at first, so we barely managed to gain His Majesty's approval."

"However, trolls are naturally strong, and even so, we still suffered more than 500 casualties, which is really hard to accept."

Upon hearing Grein's words, Chuck remained silent for a moment, then sighed slightly.

"Trolls are far superior to us humans in both physique and spellcasting."

"But if the gods hadn't disappeared, and even the power of the dungeons hadn't faded, we might not have lost that war of the lost world 150 years ago."

"Any adventurer who manages to emerge alive from the dungeon, and even possesses Iron-level strength, is an elite warrior who has undergone numerous battles and trials."

"In terms of combat, the professionals of our continent of Carth are not necessarily weaker than the trolls."

"Unfortunately, it's all in the past now."

At this point, Chuck looked at the silent Grein and suddenly changed the subject, saying:
"Let bygones be bygones; after all, one must look forward."

"By the way, Grein, I saw that two days ago, when you returned from the war, you brought back many of your own kind. How did the human city lords arrange for them? Are they all destined to remain slaves?"

Upon hearing this, Grein knew what Chuck was thinking, but he could only sigh.

"Elder Chuck, I think you can guess the situation of these humans enslaved by trolls."

"What else can they do if they are not slaves?"

"It will be very difficult to change all of this, and it will even require constant guidance. It will be very difficult to change their mindset under the trolls' enslavement without several years."

"Moreover, most of these people are very thin and weak, severely malnourished, unable to carry heavy loads, and even if they were forcibly conscripted, they would not be of any use."

"Furthermore, some of their compatriots were also servants of many trolls, and their minds were completely corrupted."

"Under such circumstances, it is already considered merciful that the city lord brought them back to be raised as slaves."

"However, more than 300 of our compatriots who were enslaved more than two years ago in our Misty Settlement are still alive, and they have all been exempted from the enslavement by the city lord and become commoners."

Chuck, of course, had his own expectations regarding this.

Hearing that the people who had previously inhabited the Misty Settlement had been exempted brought him a little comfort.

Looking at Grein again, he sighed, "It's for the best."

"However, I am indeed somewhat unwilling. To reclaim our world, we need many of our compatriots and fellow people. The population brought by the Dragon God alone is far from enough."

"However, the Dragon God comes from another world after all, and He must have His own considerations, which are not things we can speculate on."

"Alright, old people always ramble on. Grein, tell me, what brings you here this time?"

Upon hearing this, Grein's expression immediately turned serious.

Without even wasting words, he immediately addressed the old man with suppressed excitement:

"Elder, an underground city has appeared."

"Oh, what?!"

The old man's expression shifted from calm to shock, and the next moment his body involuntarily stood up.

Seeing the old man's excited expression, Grein, fearing he might overthink things, quickly repeated:

"The underground city has appeared, Elder Chuck."

"However, it is not a gift from the gods, but a gift from the dragon god."

A gift from the Dragon God?
Not the Celtic gods?
The old man's expression gradually softened, but his thoughts had become somewhat confused.

The dungeons were created by the gods of the continent of Calter.

How could a dragon god from another world bestow such a thing?

This surprised the old man greatly.

Therefore, it's inevitable that I don't overthink it.

Taking a deep breath, Chuck stared intently at Grein and said again:
"It seems that the city lord needs me!"

“Then let’s go, Grein. I think there’s nothing more convenient than letting me talk to the city lord about these things directly.”

"Moreover, I must see this underground city with my own eyes!"

"The Dragon God. Him. Him."

"Alright, let's go! Grein, let's hurry up and get going."

"We must not keep the city lord waiting! Moreover, I think the city lord must have looked for more than just me. Had and the people he rescued from the trolls must also have old friends who know about the dungeon."

"I can't fall behind, or even miss the chance to see the underground city with my own eyes!"

"Go quickly!"

Having said that, without giving Grein any further thought, the elder pulled Grein along and quickly walked outside.

Grein was somewhat helpless about this.

However, he knew the gravity of the matter, so he immediately stopped talking and set off to return.

(End of this chapter)