The Flying Hero

The next morning, Siegfried was awakened by the noisy adventurers downstairs, bragging and boasting.

Adventurers also have day and night shifts. Some monsters only come out at night, so adventurers need to reverse their schedules to hunt them. As a result, the "Stallion Banner" was filled with the laughter, shouts, and curses of drunkards at all times except for the quiet hours of late night and early morning.

Therefore, although this tavern provided lodging, no one would usually stay there. Who could sleep peacefully in such an environment?

Siegfried sat up, clutching his slightly throbbing head. He had gone to bed late the previous night and was woken up early in the morning, getting less than four hours of sleep in total. And the quality of sleep wasn't good either.

He pulled back the covers, and Fafnir was hugging his stomach, fast asleep, her big tail resting on Siegfried's legs, making his legs numb.

"Okay, so someone can sleep in this environment after all."

This girl had clung to him, refusing to sleep in the next room, so Siegfried had to share the bed with her for the night. This feeling was nostalgic; Qi Ling'er used to cling to him like this.

After a while, the others gradually woke up as well. The group, with dark circles under their eyes, packed up their spoils, bid farewell to the enthusiastic landlady, and set off back to the village. Before leaving, the landlady gave Yang Jing a reluctant hug. She really treated her like her own daughter!

By the way, the young man whom Yang Jing had rescued from the death row had been secretly watching Yang Jing from the kitchen, obviously conquered by the powerful and beautiful heroine Xing Mei. Unfortunately, when he proposed to pursue the heroine, the landlady grabbed his ear in front of everyone and scolded him.

"You stinky brat, why don't you take a piss and look at yourself? You silly, brainless idiot, you think you're worthy of my Xiao Mei!"

This guy was really miserable. Although he had regained his life, he had lost his mother.

...............

Time came to noon.

"They're back!"

"I'll go report to Lady Katarina!"

"My god, how much stuff did they bring back?"

"What's so strange about that? Princess, Lord Roland, and even the hero went. It's easy to get this much loot."

"Tsk~ Why are you so smug? What does this have to do with you?"

"Huh? Why don't I see the hero?"

The soldiers on patrol were the first to notice the carriage speeding towards them in the distance. They marveled at the cart full of spoils.

Under Roland's continuous whipping, the two draft horses pulled five people and a box of spoils for thirty kilometers, finally returning to Wind Peach Village before the afternoon. The two poor draft horses collapsed on the ground as soon as they returned to the stable. If Krinhild hadn't used the Sun God's prayer to restore their stamina from time to time, the carriage would have broken down halfway.

This couldn't be blamed on Roland. According to the plan, his schedule for today was packed. Tomorrow was the day of the "transaction" with Hilton, and he had to reorganize his troops, make tactical plans, and ensure everything was foolproof.

Katarina, that tomboy, had actually been waiting at the village entrance early in the morning, but after waiting all morning without seeing anyone, she couldn't stand the hunger and went back for food. She was a lonely person, and this time Siegfried had left her out of the action again, so she was so happy to be "reunited" with her good friend that she forgot the difference between ruler and subject.

The two girls found a place to chat about the events of the operation.

"It's so nice, the city is lively, much more interesting than the countryside."

"And let me tell you..."

"These beasts! Not only do they traffic in people, but they also desecrate the queen's relics!"

"So we..."

"Hahahaha, you guys are so bad, then what happened?"

"Later we split up, I don't know what Mr. Siegfried went to do, but when he came back, he had an ancient dragon with him!"

"What? An ancient dragon!"

Katarina's expression was colorful as she listened. She was increasingly annoyed that she hadn't gone to the city with them, missing so many exciting and fun things.

When they were alone, they were always like this, with no distance between ruler and subject, like ordinary girlfriends. When they lived in the palace, they would even take baths together. The two girls often compared sizes in the bathtub, but it was obvious that Katarina always won overwhelmingly.

"Huh? Why don't I see Lord Melan?"

Katarina then noticed that Siegfried and the legendary ancient dragon girl had not returned together.

............

A small caravan was traveling on the road to Conston City, escorted by mercenaries. They came from the Duchy of Galloway and were going to sell the spices produced there to the wealthy people on Gold Spike Street in Conston City.

A mercenary dressed as a swordsman in the group suddenly felt something and looked up sharply. He saw a figure with wings floating in the sky. He saw a thick, round, scaly tail trailing behind the figure. He saw the birds around the figure retreating, those usually bold sparrows desperately fleeing this territory that belonged to them in flocks. The figure was scanning the caravan with cold eyes, overlooking the earth, like the king of the sky.

"Everyone, be alert! Enemy attack!"

All the mercenaries immediately drew their weapons. The warriors raised their swords, blocking the merchants and goods behind them. The rangers decisively drew their bows and aimed at the figure in the sky, preparing to fire in unison. Although they knew very well that at this distance, not to mention arrows, even magic couldn't touch the opponent.

"What is that? A half-dragon?"

"Are you kidding? Have you ever seen a half-dragon with such a terrifying aura!"

Everyone in the caravan watched the sky nervously, as if facing a great enemy. The thing in the sky was so terrifying that they almost wanted to run away. They didn't know why they had this reaction. The reason was actually very simple. Because they were humans, humans were the spirit of all things, always standing at the top of the food chain. They rarely had the opportunity to feel what it was like to be targeted by a top predator. The one in the sky was the most powerful species on this continent.

However, the figure didn't seem interested in them. After scanning around, the wings on its back flapped hard, creating a violent gust of wind.

"Get down!"

The caravan below was knocked over by the sudden gust of wind. The figure cut through the air at an astonishing speed, leaving a red arc of light, and disappeared into the horizon.

............

Siegfried really didn't notice that caravan. All his attention was focused on the terrain around the memory, otherwise he would have reminded Fafnir to flap her wings gently.

Fafnir was lying on Siegfried's back, her little hands hugging Siegfried's chest. Siegfried was flying in the sky in this way. Because Fafnir's human form was very small, she was hidden by Siegfried's broad back, making it look like he had grown wings and a tail. At this moment, she had a chocolate bar in her mouth, which was her reward for being a vehicle.

Siegfried didn't ride in the carriage with Roland and the others. On the one hand, he couldn't bear to put more pressure on the two poor draft horses, and on the other hand, he wanted to see the terrain and resource distribution of this earldom with his own eyes. After all, this place would soon become the company's base.