The Dean Has Arrived

　　Hernuosen is an eastern city near the sea, which belongs to the county of Ampera in the Horngolat Empire—not so much as a seaside. In fact, half of this city is built on the sea and is usually used as a port.

　　 The architectural style of Helnussen is very peculiar. Many houses look like enlarged conch or shells. Although they are strange, they look quite beautiful.

　　The reason is very simple, not because the residents of Hernoson have a different aesthetics from the inland, but because the original builders of this city were not humans, but sea people.

In the era of the Great Migration, the natives of the Eastern Plains, such as kobolds, gray dwarves, and many sub-races, were expelled, annexed, or enslaved by humans, and even worse, they were not far from extinction.

　　 Hai Clan was also one of the victims.

After occupying Hernoson, the Sea Clan lost their last stronghold on land. Later, they tried to attack human merchant ships in the sea, and achieved considerable results in a certain period of time, until the Horngorad Empire sent ten Several high-level magicians ploughed all the offshore areas.

　　 For a whole month, the coastal waters were full of marine corpses. Every day, dense carnivorous fish could be seen coming along with the smell of blood, devouring so many corpses that could almost cover the offshore surface.

After understanding what was impossible to do, the king of the sea clan at that time took the surviving sea clan into the deep sea, and the route of human beings in the sea was stabilized, although occasionally he would still be robbed by the sea clan, but compared to before It can only be regarded as a disease of scabies.

　　As a well-known port city, Hernossen has an excellent geographical location and has become a hub for several hot shipping routes after its expansion. It is logical to become rich.

The daily throughput of several ports in the city is extremely astonishing. In this city, half of which is built on the sea, commercial taxes alone account for nearly 20% of the income of Hohen Gorad. For Hohen Gorad, Haier Nordson is undoubtedly an important source of income, like an inexhaustible gold mine.

　　 It’s just that things seem to be wrong today.

　　 The old boatman who was in charge of guiding the boat frowned and looked at the ship wading through the huge gate and slowly entering the inner city harbor.

　　 The brig with the ‘silver banner’ written in paint on the bow seems to have just experienced a violent typhoon. Just looking at it gives people a sense of dilapidation and embarrassment.

　　 The original two-mast ship, at this time, the middle mast has been broken. You can vaguely see half of the mast standing desolately in the center of the ship, guided by only a broken sail hung from the rear mast. The uppermost layer of the cabin seems to have been completely lifted by the typhoon, and the cabin that exposed the hull can only be described as ruins.

　　 The hull was in dilapidated condition, covered with scars after being attacked by some kind of weapon, and sea water was still flowing out of many caves. To be honest, it was a miracle that the ship could safely return to Hernossen.

It seems that there are no professional navigators on board, and even the number of sailors is insufficient. After finally sailing into the harbor of Hernoson, there is still no room for mooring. Finally, it slams into the pier and knocks the entire bow of the ship. After being smashed, this ship finally ended its life.

　　 Several veteran shipmen in Helnossen worked hard for a long time before putting the wooden frame as a bridge on the deck of the silver signal.

　　 After a while, a few people in ragged clothes staggered out of it.

One of them was wearing a captain's suit with a dish-faced beard, although he looked tired, but he pulled up a boatman by the collar of a boatman and yelled at him: "Take me to see the Lord of the city, it will be too late. !"

　　 A few old boatmen looked at each other a little tricky.

　　Although the city lord of Helnussen is fairly good-natured, he is not as domineering as the ordinary nobles to the residents of the city, and he has a good reputation in the city, but it is not easy to see.

"I have something very important," he may realize that his tone is not very good, and his beard tried to calm himself down. He let go of his hand and said in a very serious tone: "I have something very important to tell Lord City Lord. If you fail to report it in time, maybe the entire Helnussen will be burned! Do you bear this responsibility?"

"This gentleman has an extraordinary temperament, and he is not an ordinary trespasser in the Caspian Sea. (The Caspian Sea refers to the offshore area where there is no sea clan. Entering the Caspian Sea is a saying used by sailors. It is similar to running a river and lake. If you are not trespassing in the Caspian Sea, it means that the opponent walked Ocean routes, this requires extraordinary courage and technology and a considerable degree of luck, but those who have traveled oceans will be more respected in this industry),” an old boatman probably realized that the other party was not alarmist, and then sank. Face asked: "I don't know if I have the honor to hear your name?"

　　 "I am Jernod, the president of the Silver Banner of the Chamber of Commerce of the "Silver Hand" of the Great Mercenary Corps. There should also be a branch of the Silver Hand in Hernoson. You can ask them to verify my identity."

　　 said in a deep beard, "But it's still the same sentence, move fast, otherwise it's too late!"

　　——After half an hour——

　　 "You mean, you found the Dragon Island overseas?"

　　 The city lord of Helnossen put his chin on his hands and asked.

　　 "Yes, we also landed and watched it." Xenod replied respectfully.

　　 "This is not news... Actually, I saw a lot of merchant ships on that drifting island~www.readwn.com~ especially ocean routes." The city lord shrugged, with a calm expression.

　　 "I know. I grew up listening to the legend of Dragon Island."

　　 Jenod's face is still very ugly: "But the problem is... the dragons on Dragon Island are dead."

　　 The city lord of Helnossen shook his hand and almost knocked over the coffee cup placed aside.

　　 "What did you say?! Are you sure what you said is true?"

"Sorry, my crew and I only saw the corpse of a dragon... That guy's dragon crystal was still placed under our cabin. The news of the complete destruction of the dragon on the island was told by another survivor of the fleet on Dragon Island. of."

　　 Genault's face changed, and finally he said truthfully.

　　 "A survivor of another fleet?"

　　 "Yes, we ran into him on the edge of Dragon Island. He was very embarrassed when he was on the run..."

"Wait," the city lord raised his hand to interrupt Jenold's words. He took a sip of coffee and continued to ask: "Since the dragons of Dragon Island are already dead, why does that guy want to escape? When it’s hot, don’t you come...cough, I mean it’s normal to take the opportunity to collect precious materials from the dragon’s corpse?"

"That's why I came to see you--" Jenold's face became worse: "The dragon corpse on the island has undergone corpse transformation. There are probably hundreds of dragon zombies, corrupt dragons and The bone dragon flew here."

Hearing this, the lord of Helnussen lost his blood all at once, and the exquisite coffee cup that he had only managed to escape was finally unable to escape bad luck. He was dropped to the ground with a crisp sound. Later, it became a pile of debris. R1152