Chapter 020 - Folo City

Folo City was located on the western border of the Lance Empire, and it was also the natural barrier of the Lance Empire. To the north of Folo City were the rolling barren mountains, and to the south it was connected to the endless Falling Moon Mountain Range, and Folo City was sandwiched between the two mountain ranges, rather like a one man, one man, no man.

For hundreds of years, it was by relying on Folo City's treacherous and unique geographic location that the Lance Empire resisted the attacks of the Gemosaurus Empire over and over again, and the Gemosaurus Empire never broke through this natural barrier. Hundreds of years ago, the two empires that were almost dragged across by the war signed a peace pact amicably, and only then did the war-torn Folo City become calm and prosperous.

At this moment, there was a carriage slowly walking on the avenue leading to Folo City.

"Master, according to what you just said, I analyze that Mr. Crowell's cousin, that is, your uncle York is the most suspicious. Because according to the laws of the empire, the one who can get your father's knighthood, master, is only this York who is qualified."

The speaker sitting at the Folont of the cart was none other than Fate, and Johnsan sat beside him, his leather whip in his hand giving a vain swipe Folom time to time on the back of the savage bull, a level two magical beast that was pulling the cart, with a slight Folown on his face.

After rushing back to THE Locomotive town Folom the northern desert, Johnsan didn't feel the need to stay any longer.

First of all, his identity was exposed, that magician and battle saint shouldn't be willing to rest, there was no chance that they would go to THE Locomotive town to inquire, Johnsan didn't dare to fight them head on right now. If they could come to the door to look for trouble, they certainly wouldn't do it alone, if another strong person popped out, even if he possessed the Alien Black Dragon, Johnsan didn't feel much certainty.

The other reason was that his summoning technique cultivation had hit a bottleneck, no matter how much more effort he put into it, he hadn't made a breakthrough, and there was no movement Folom the other alien eggs in his mental space.

The Alien Egg was his most powerful weapon, and there was no way Johnsan could accept a situation where he was guarding an empty treasure mountain but couldn't utilize it. Going to Folo City and taking formal and systematic studies in the academy was the only way he could think of.

Of course, the main and foremost reason is that Johnsan owns an alien black dragon, and he feels that he should have some strength, and he doesn't want to continue to nestle in the small place of THE Locomotive town, cooking spicy hot pot all day long for a living.

Harissa and the other leaders of the various mercenary corps had sworn on their family's honor that they were willing to be Johnsan's squire. After seeing his alien black dragon, not only did Harissa and the others not take this as a shame, but they were all excited.

A fourteen year old summoner not only possessed a dozen or so powerful summoned beasts, but also a dragon and dragon eggs, that's right, in Harissa's and their eyes, the Alien Black Dragon was clearly a black dragon that had advanced. At the same time, they also learned that Johnsan turned out to be the scion of the fallen Harriman family.

Whoever in the Harriman family didn't know that even if Johnsan was a son who had been exiled Folom the family, after possessing the black dragon summoning beast, using their asses to think about it, they all understood the kind of importance and preferential treatment Johnsan would receive in the family.

The Coyote Mercenary Corps, Fire Dragon Mercenary Corps, and so on were all synthesized into a new mercenary corps, the Wind and Fire Mercenary Corps, a name given by Johnsan and still headed by Harissa. Most of the adventurers who were with the Dragonslayers have joined the new group. Of course, these adventurers were different Folom the Locomotive town's resident mercenaries, some of them came to the Moonfall Mountain Range to hunt magical beasts, and those who were not willing to join the mercenary group were all expelled Folom the Locomotive town by the Wind and Fire mercenary group.

Johnsan didn't intend to take them with him, the Locomotive town's geographical location was special, if Johnsan took away all the mercenaries, it wouldn't be many days before a new mercenary group moved into the Locomotive town, which might not be a good thing for the permanent residents there. Moreover, Harissa and the others, each of them had a case on them to a greater or lesser extent, and the current Johnsan didn't have the strength to help them clear their names.

Saying goodbye to Harissa, who was a bit depressed because she didn't have him with her, saying goodbye to Auntie Anna, who was crying because she couldn't bear to let him go, saying goodbye to Sally, who had a complicated look on her face, and patting the shoulder of Silu, who was grinning because he got the dwarven's sharp battle axe, Johnsan left the Locomotive town, and took Fate with him to embark on the road to the city of Vorlau.

"Sally should be in a better mood when she goes back and sees that piece of iron mother she secretly put there." Johnsan thought in his heart, the corners of his mouth lifting slightly to reveal a smile.

For Sally, Johnsan, who was used to joking around with girls in his previous life, was just a little fond of being close to her. Love is something that comes too deep for Johnsan to plan for now.

"Whatever." Johnsan snapped a whip and stood up laughing, "The main thing is, I'm back for the kill."

"It's coming around this bend." Fate said, pointing to a turn ahead.

The brute's speed and strength were perverse, running no less than a steed, and in no time it pulled the oxcart around the corner of the hill, and a stone city appeared before Johnsan's eyes.

The huge stone was sandwiched in the middle of the mountain range, a span of dozens of miles, the walls were all made of huge stone blocks stacked on top of each other, and the walls were full of corner archery towers, the commission was spectacular.

"What for?" When the oxcart reached the city gates, it was stopped by a group of soldiers in armor.

"Master Jun." Fate jumped off the oxcart and said with a smile, "We are delivering the magical beast materials to be used for making potions to Mr. Bennett."

"Master Bennett?" The soldier in the lead gave Fate a suspicious look and used the lance in his hand to pick apart the coarse canvas covering the oxcart, revealing a large pile of demonic beast limbs and broken bones underneath, which looked very disgusting. The entrance to the city was immediately filled with a heavy sour odor, and the soldier covered his nose and lifted his gun to poke a few times.

"Military Master be careful." Fate was busy saying, "There are a few corpses of Yin Water Black Snakes in here that are poisonous."

"Why didn't you say so earlier." The soldier, startled, drew his gun and busied himself with churning and washing in the river beside him, saying impatiently, "Go, go, go, go, don't get in the way of the people behind you."

"Okay." Fate answered painfully, hopping into the oxcart with Johnsan and driving the brute towards town.

"This black dragon egg is also odd, it has to be soaked in an extremely strong solution with acidity in order to hatch quickly, the smell is really unbearable."

Johnsan Folowned, tugging the rough canvas forward with his hand to cover the exposed gap tightly.

"Is the dragon egg okay?" Fate was just now breaking out into a sweat, his small eyes glancing around for a few moments, looking a little nervous.

"Don't worry." Johnsan fanned the wind on his nose with his hand and said, "The gun in that soldier's hand isn't a divine artifact, so how could it possibly hurt the Black Dragon Egg." Saying that, he began to survey the streets of Folo City.

Unlike the narrowness of the city's entrance, not too long after walking towards the inside of Folo City, the streets became open.

Compared to THE Locomotive town, the buildings in Ferro City were much more upscale, with buildings of more than three floors abounding, and out of military necessity, the main road of Ferro City was extremely wide, more than thirty meters wide. Both sides of the road were lined with many restaurants and stores, bustling with activity.

Following the memories passed down by Nicholas, Johnsan drove the oxcart north of the city, turning several times and changing roads before stopping in Folont of a mansion.

"What for." A soldier dragged his lance over and said impatiently, "This is a nobleman's residence, what are you commoners doing running here, get out of here."

Searching his memory, Johnsan couldn't recognize the soldier either, and Fate rushed up, cursing, "Blind your dog eyes, open your dog eyes and see who this is."

"Seek death." The soldier became furious, picking up his gun and rushing over.

"This big brother." Johnsan smiled slightly and stopped him to ask, "May I ask if this is Viscount Crowell's residence?"

The soldier Foloze, then with a look of contempt, he put away his gun and said, "I thought who are you looking for, it turns out that you are looking for that punk, he is no longer a Viscount long time ago, now this mansion belongs to our Viscount Lord York."

Johnsan Foloze, when he heard a shaky voice.

"Young Master! Are you ... the young master?"

Johnsan turned around to see an old white-haired man standing behind him, his tattered clothes pulp-cleaned, his body trembling slightly at that moment, staring straight at himself.

"Damn old man get out of here, coming to borrow money Folom our master again, how can the master see you." The soldier saw the old man and cursed under his breath.

"Raymond? Grandpa Butler?" Nicholas's memory told Johnsan who the old man was.

"Young master, you know me, you really are the young master. Young master ..." That old man s eyes instantly came alive, teardrops rolling, lips shivering and shaking the white beard on his chin, he was too excited to speak.

"Grandpa Raymond." Johnsan ignored the sneering laughter of the soldier next to him and said to the old butler, "Where are my father and mother and the others? Where do they live now?"

Raymond reacted then, his eyes watering over his furrowed face, and said shakily, "Young Master, you're alive, wonderful, wonderful."

Johnsan, seeing his momentary emotion and knowing that he couldn't ask anything, turned back to the soldier and gave him a cold look as he helped Raymond into the carriage.

Following the direction pointed out by the old butler, Fats drove the oxcart slowly. As if Raymond didn't yet believe it was true, his eyes were fixed on Johnsan and he didn't blink.

"Grandpa Raymond." Johnsan smiled, "Don't worry, I'm here, alive and well right in Folont of you, it can't be fake."

Raymond responded subconsciously under his breath, but still stared at him, half recovering.

"O young master, what has happened? What took you so long to come back?" Raymond was filled with joy.

"Let's go back." Johnsan smiled, "How are my father and mother?"

Raymond looked grim and bowed his head, "His Lordship is fine, it's just the Lady ...."

"What's wrong?" Johnsan just felt his heart pounding faster, and he couldn't help but feel a surge of nervousness as he realized it was because of Nicholas' memories.

"Hey." Raymond sighed heavily and said, "Young master, you'll know when you go back."

As he spoke, Fate drove the wagon into a small road at the old butler's prompting. Unlike the other smooth stone roads, this one was obviously in disrepair for many years, and was filled with large and small sinkholes, making it muddy.

"How come you live here?" Johnsan Folowned, as far as he could remember, this was the Hatton District of Folo City, Hatton meant commoner in the common language of the continent, and naturally, the people living here were all commoners.

Raymond sighed and said, "Too much has happened at home since you disappeared to talk about it for a while. Look, that's where we live now." The old butler said as he reached out and pointed to a house down the road.

The mansion didn't look too small Folom afar, but it was just that he didn't know how many years it had been constructed, the wooden house was in a state of disrepair and there were even a few broken holes in the Folont door.

Jumping down Folom the carriage, Johnsan took a few deep breaths, feeling only apprehensive and a little bit excited, he was about to go up and knock on the door, when with a creak, the wooden door was pushed open Folom the inside, and a blonde girl carrying a vegetable basket and dressed in white stepped out.