There is a lord who just wants to draw cards, what's wrong with that?

"I'm sorry Dominic, but Natsu may need quite some time."

Duomi nodded: "In that case, I'll go out for a walk first. I haven't seen the beautiful scenery of Zhenlong Village yet."

"I'm so sorry, I was supposed to let Natsu take you around..."

"No big deal, really."

Then Domi left the small home of Naz and Mrs. Anna and walked along the gravel road in the village in the opposite direction from which the group of farmers had just returned.

There are fewer and fewer houses on both sides, and what comes into view is a fairly large farmland planted with the most nutritious crop - potatoes.

"This should be the source of food for the whole village."

"Speaking of which, there is such a large open space on the top of the mountain. It's like it was cut in half by a knife... It's a bit unbelievable." He said to himself.

Clear water was flowing in the canals between the farmlands. It was obvious that there was a source of water. Since there was no direction anyway, we might as well follow the source of the water.

He didn't know how far he had walked before he finally walked out of the potato field. In front of him was a wasteland that seemed to have not been cultivated yet. However, the stream was still flowing from afar, and layers of white fog suddenly appeared in front of him.

Domi reached out and touched them, but felt nothing, no moisture on his hands, so it didn't seem like they were created by water vapor, but more like an illusion.

"interesting……"

This place is so strange, and the villagers didn't tell him where he can go and where he can't go. Doesn't the implication is that he can go anywhere?

Domi can go wherever he wants~

In order to prevent himself from getting lost, Domi drew a teleportation array on the spot, then used earth magic to pinch out a stake, and then used plant magic to create vines, which he tied to his waist and the stake. With the dual protection of magic and physics, there was absolutely no possibility of getting lost!

What does it feel like to walk into the fog? It is like entering a dream in the real world, unreal and yet with an indescribable sense of reality, as if you still retain a trace of consciousness while dreaming.

In this state, Domi continued to move forward.

Time and space seemed to be erased here. He didn't know how long or how far he had walked. Just when he felt a little nauseous when he saw the white fog, the fog in front of him suddenly became thinner, and the scenery in the distance was vaguely visible in the fog...

He quickened his pace and rushed out of the white fog in one go, his feet seemed to be stepping on a completely new land.

His eyes widened and his mouth slightly opened, obviously shocked by the scene before him.

It was a dreamlike small lake, surrounded by cliffs on three sides, as if there was no waterfall in the terrain, only the spring water below. The water flowing in the farmland was diverted from here, but the diverted water was not so beautiful.

The lake was so quiet that there was not a single sound. The surface of the water was as calm as a well, yet it seemed to reflect countless stars. Domi could not see what was underneath. Looking down, he could only see darkness like deep space.

"What on earth is this place?"

Duomi squatted down and wanted to reach out to touch the water, but was stopped by a voice:

"Young man, I advise you not to touch it."

Domi looked towards the source of the sound in horror, and saw an old man wearing a linen robe of similar quality to Mrs. Anna's. His hair and long beard were all gray, his face was full of wrinkles and age spots, he was hunchbacked, and he was leaning on a rough wooden cane. He had an unsteady walk and looked very old.

The most important thing is that none of Domi’s sensory systems detected the existence of this old man. How could he just walk behind him without anyone noticing?

Would it be easy to kill him?

When Domi thought of this, he became alert.

"Don't be afraid, young man. I am the chief of Dragon Village. I know you are Ignatz's classmate, so I won't do anything to you. In fact, the Blofeld family has a deep connection with dragon hunting. We are actually the same kind of people."

The old man who called himself the village chief stroked his beard and spoke slowly.

That being said, Domi didn't completely let down his guard.

However, the village chief did not care. He walked slowly to Duomi and looked at the lake below:

"Want to know its origin?"

Duomi nodded slightly: "Yes, I am very interested in these mysterious things."

The village chief seemed amused by Duomi's straightforward attitude: "Hahaha, you are indeed a guy who already possesses two marks of gods. How could you have them if it wasn't for fate?"

"Mr. Village Chief also knows about the Mark of God?"

Domi already had a good understanding of the mark of God in the memory of the King of Salt and Fire. To put it bluntly, it was the proof of the existence of God, but it was just an empty shell of the godhead that was recorded.

However, the village chief who lives in this closed small village also knew about it and could see through his background at a glance. Could he be some kind of hidden master?

"Of course, but I am not interested in them. These things can only play the greatest role in the hands of those who need them. The Dragon Slayers do not believe in any gods."

"Let's get back to the topic. Since we are destined to meet, I will tell you the story about this place and Zhenlong Village..."

Domi pricked up his ears.

"There is actually a corpse of an ancient dragon buried under the water, probably from a thousand years ago. The terrain here is also due to that battle. The purpose of the Dragon Village and the Dragon Slayers living in the village is to guard this corpse to prevent its reincarnation from making a comeback. It's quite simple to say, isn't it?"

Domi originally thought that there was some grand story with all kinds of grudges and hatreds hidden in it, but it turned out to be just this? Although killing the ancient dragon is also quite epic, it feels a little lacking.

The village chief didn't care about Duomi's expression and continued:

"Ancient dragons are very difficult to kill completely. They can reincarnate with their own power, crossing the long river of time to return to the place where they died before, to seek revenge, destroy, devour, and finally regain their own power."

At this point, the village chief's expression became solemn and serious:

"Zhenlong Village has been guarding here for generations. Including the time we killed it, we have killed it twice in total. And soon, it will be the third time..."

As soon as Domi thought about it, he had a feeling that 'Ah, it turns out that the people in this village are so great'. They have wasted the time and energy of generations just to suppress this ancient dragon for a long time.

"Does the village chief also sense that the ancient dragon of reincarnation is about to come again?"

The village chief's cloudy eyes suddenly flickered: "Yes, it was baring its fangs and claws in my dream, so proud and majestic."

“The first time, our ancestors killed it, buried it deep here, and established the Dragon Town Village.

The second time, Natz's father, I and I killed it before its strength had fully recovered. The time span between the two was nearly a thousand years.

But no one expected that it would come back less than a hundred years later... Ignatz's father died in the war, and now this heavy burden has fallen on the young Ignatz. How hateful and lamentable..."

Chapter 234 Adventurers Arrive

Chapter 234-233- The Adventurers Arrive

When Domi heard this, he asked a question at the right time:

"According to the theory of reincarnation, shouldn't there be a waiting period before reincarnation again? Why this time...?"

The village chief shook his head slowly:

“I don’t know the specific reason,” he looked up at the cloudless sky, “I only know that the era of shining stars is about to come to this world again. Perhaps it is the cause of everything.”

"Stars are shining? Does it mean that many heroes will step onto the stage of history?"

"No, no, you got it completely wrong. When I said the stars, I meant them literally, not metaphorically."

This sentence immediately reminded Domi of the world where the King of Salt and Fire lived. It was probably several times larger than the planet under his feet. It definitely couldn't be a parallel world. It was most likely another planet in the universe. The star map passed down to him also confirmed this point of view.

Stars...

It probably refers to the gods from various planets.

The village chief had been paying attention to the subtle changes in Domi's expression and knew that he should have figured out something.

"Mr. Village Chief, I have always had a question that I cannot figure out. What is so special about our world that attracts... the 'stars'?"

But the village chief just shook his head: "Who would know this? Maybe the local gods of the old times know this. We are just ordinary humans. What's the use of knowing this?"

"Ah... that's true..."

"Go back, Natsu should be done with it."

Before leaving, Domi asked one last question:

"From the story you just told, the relationship between you and Natz's father should be more than just that of a village chief and a villager, right?" Domi asked this question just because he wanted to know more about Natz.

The village chief did not stop, but walked straight into the fog with his back to him. As he walked, he said:

"He is my son. Remember not to tell Natsu. I'm afraid he will have another person to worry about."

Grandpa...

Domi returned the same way he came and when he entered the cottage he saw Natz and Lady Anna already sitting at the table, apparently waiting for him.

"Duomi! You're finally back, and you're pretty accurate... You came back just after I came out."

Duomi smiled politely but awkwardly because it was the village chief who reminded him.

At this time, the sharp-eyed Domi caught a glimpse of the object placed next to the table leg. It was wrapped in yellowish white bandages all over its body, in the shape of a cross, but the four ends were more pointed, like a sword blade. It was probably a rather abstract object.

"So...is this the secret your father left you?"

Naz nodded and said, "Yes, it is said that it has been passed down from generation to generation since long ago. Although it has a long history, it is a bit disgusting, so it is wrapped with bandages all year round and only removed when it is used.

By the way, I already know how to use it, so it will definitely come in handy even if a dragon comes!"

Disgusting? Duomi twitched his lips. How disgusting could it be?

Domi suppressed his curiosity and said, "That's good. At least the situation is not too bad."

At this time, Mrs. Anna suggested: "Since you have already got it, Natz, there is nothing else to do before the dragon arrives. Why don't you take Dominic around for a walk and play the role of a good host."

"Okay mother."

With that, Natsu led Domi out of the cabin.

Inside the house, Anna's eyes were full of ripples. She looked at every detail in the room with deep affection and regret, fearing that she would miss any detail. It seemed that she had anticipated the future and was bidding a final farewell to this old house that had accompanied her for more than ten years...

"By the way, where did you go just now?" Natz asked curiously as they walked on the gravel road.

Domi felt that there was no need to hide anything from him, except for the presence of the village chief, so he told Natz what he had just seen and heard.

"Eh? Eh! Have you been there already! Alone?"

"Yeah, what's wrong?"

"Isn't there a large patch of white fog there? It appeared out of nowhere. When I entered, I got lost. Then I kept walking and walked until I ended up in a forest on another mountain. I don't know what happened... So I thought it was magical that you were able to enter for the first time, as if..."

"It's as if he wanted you to go in on purpose."

Domi felt that the white mist was probably created by the village chief, then everything would make sense.

The two of them talked about this topic, and under the leadership of Natz, they came to another scenic spot in Zhenlong Village, a place called "Top of Ten Thousand Cliffs".

In fact, you just take a detour from Mailong Lake and climb to the top of the mountain by the lake. Looking down, it is still a vast expanse of white, but if you look into the distance, you can see a vast expanse of beautiful rivers and mountains.

This was the first time Domi felt the feeling of his former homeland in this alien world.

Everywhere is full of green vitality, with towering mountains surrounded by auspicious clouds. The sound of the whistling wind from the mountaintops makes their mountaineering clothes rustle, giving them a sense of boldness that looks down on everything.

Naz was very satisfied with Domi's expression at the moment and said proudly, "How about it? This was my favorite place to come when I was a child because I could see such a vast world here."

"It's really beautiful! Spectacular!"

"I thought I had fulfilled my father's last wish then, but now I know that the world is much more vast than what I see now. There are obviously so many places I have set foot on." Natsu lowered his eyes and smiled bitterly.

"Don't think like that," Duomi stepped on a raised stone, resting his hands on his knees, his eyes reflecting the mountains and rivers, and said meaningfully:

"When you have seen many different customs and cultures, and you come back here again with your old body, and see this scenery again, you will understand that the starting point is also the end point. Everything between the two points may be what your father wants you to see with your own eyes."

Naz couldn't understand it for a while: "Domi, you sometimes say such puzzling things."

“Is… is that so, haha… hahaha…”

After Domi finished speaking, a feeling of shame surged up in him, making him blush.

"Thank you anyway. Let's go. It's almost time to go back for dinner."

When they returned to the village again, something happened. The villagers were gathered together, and standing opposite them were a few guys who looked like outsiders. The two sides seemed to be arguing.

The two looked at each other and then hurried over.

A tall, thin man dressed as an adventurer had a look of disdain and arrogance on his face: "Hey, I advise you not to refuse a toast. We have come all the way here to protect you from the invasion of the dragon tribe. Isn't it only natural that we treat you with delicious food and drinks?"

"That's right, what is your attitude now? Is this how you treat your benefactor?" the woman next to him said sarcastically.

The villagers looked at them as if they were idiots. If they wanted to eat and drink for free, they could just go beg. Maybe the villagers would be kind enough to give them some alms.

There was actually a team of four adventurers on the other side, but compared to these two, their equipment and qualities were obviously much better, so they just watched coldly, neither getting involved nor making trouble.

"Captain, do you want to stop them?" The man who seemed to be a front-line fighter in the adventure team leaned over and whispered in the ear of the woman next to him.

"Why?" The woman with a charming figure but a cold face and long pure white hair turned out to be the captain of the adventure team. Her voice was cold but pleasant to hear.

"I'm afraid they will tarnish the image of adventurers and bring trouble upon us."

"Okay, if we act now, we may gain the goodwill of the villagers, which will also be helpful for us to obtain intelligence."

"understood."