In the forest, a bonfire rose slowly.

Sulu grabbed a snow chicken, broke her belly, removed her internal organs and washed it, picked some wild mushrooms and stuffed them in, sprinkled spices, and slowly roasted them.

It didn't take long before a scent filled the air.

"Although this world is hard, the ingredients are quite good..."

He tore a chicken leg and ate it slowly, without any concern about the wanted one he carries.

Medieval wanted order? It's almost like a joke!

Just a precise portrait picture may not be enough even if you can get all the court painters out!

What's more, as long as he put on the cover of a crow and changed his name, he immediately hid in the vast sea of ​​people.

"As for the castle on the main traffic road... with my current ability, I can just leave if I want."

In ancient times, many thieves were discovered, ran slowly, and were locked in the city gate, and then they were captured in one net.

But for Sulu, no matter how high the city wall is, it is just a joke.

What's more, the world is so big that even if you don't pass through the city, there are mountains to cross!

Therefore, he was not worried at all about the possible rage and pursuit of a North Duke.

But at this time, he had no disguise at all, just to see the energy of the top figures in this world and to see the real strong man!

"Anyway, in the low-demon world, professionals can reach the maximum level 4, and they can still run away if they can't beat..."

The fragrant and tender chicken, combined with the forest-like mushrooms, tastes very good.

Halfway through Sulu's eating, he heard the sound of horse hooves in his ears.

Several guys who seemed to be wandering knights were attracted by the fragrance and stopped by the roadside: "What a delicious roast chicken, even Aunt Sophie may not have such skills."

A young man with red hair got off the horse and smiled at Sulu: "Hello, I'm Ham Case! A wandering knight from the Western Red Rock City... Can you rest here?"

"Of course, please!"

Sulu watched these young men get off the horse and eat the dry food and wine they carried. A guy took out a harp and started to entertain himself:

"Yo...we are happy riders!"

"Yo... we don't want to capture prisoners when we fight!"

"Yo... we only have the wife's sampa... and... kick the big man's ass!"

...

It can be seen that their background should not be very low. After all, ordinary families cannot afford horses and weapons, and there is also a strong laborer who wanders around all year round.

And, I have received a certain degree of education and know a little music.

"Do you want wine?"

Ham was holding a cowhide bag and shook his eyes in front of Sulu, staring at the remaining half of the roast chicken.

"No, thank you."

Sulu refused, looked at the disappointment in the other party's eyes, and handed a chicken wing over: "What are you doing in the North?"

"It tastes delicious...it reminds me of the craftsmanship of the aunt next door..."

Ham finished the chicken wings in just a few bites, and almost chewed his bones. He licked his fingers reluctantly: "We are wandering knights, so we can go wherever we have something to do. I heard that there are some opportunities in the north recently. The cold climate is conducive to honing our bodies and spirits. After our skill is superb, we want to go to the capital and become honorary knights through the martial arts competition..."

The martial arts competition in the capital is the opportunity that wandering knights yearn the most. The winner will at least be crowned as a palace jazz, and there will be a lot of opportunities that will follow.

Once you have fallen into the eyes of a noble official, it is not a dream to turn into hereditary.

"His Majesty the King is now, is it Philettelin III?"

Sulu recalled what he saw from the study of the Grand Duke of Wolf Castle and said slowly.

Because of the extraordinary existence and solidification of class in this world, the Dragorn Dynasty has barely continued for thousands of years.

The plagues, local conflicts, various strange things, and other inexplicable reasons have caused the death of a large number of people, which has played a role in alleviating contradictions to a certain extent.

Even so, the inheritance of the throne of the Dragorn Kingdom has experienced several major twists and turns, and three successive successes have occurred.

Now, although the descendants of Dragon I are still living on the throne, they are no longer the direct descendants.

In the recent "Battle of the Throne", a large number of nobles rebelled. In the end, a mixed-race boy received the support of several major dukes, quelled the rebellion, ascended the throne and became king, calling himself "Philetlin I".

Although he is a descendant of Dragorn, he also has the bloodline of other great nobles such as the Running Wolf, the Majesty Army, etc.

After all, over the past thousand years, the great nobles have been intermarried with each other, and they are actually considered relatives.

If the Nine Clans were implicated, they could almost be defeated together.

This has caused a very interesting phenomenon. Although several unrests have occurred and the nobles of various families have been constantly changing their blood, the people who have gone up still have part of their original bloodline.

This is also a manifestation of class solidification.

The great nobles will always be the great nobles, the small and medium nobles will always be the small and medium nobles. Unless the lower-class civilians become formal knights, they will only have eternal despair.

This channel of rise is also in the hands of the nobles, and there are too few real lucky people.

"Yes, respect our king..."

Ham held up his wine bag: "It is said that he is a kind elder... although he is a little confused occasionally, haha..."

"Ham, one day, you will be hung because of your mouth!"

His companion said with a dark face.

"Ha ha……"

Sulu laughed.

It is normal for the wandering knights to hang out with mercenaries and other "lower people" for too long, and their words become vulgar and bold. Of course, this is also criticized by the nobles.

After he finished laughing, he suddenly looked into the jungle: "Hmm?"

"What's wrong?" Ham became a little alert when he saw his expression.

"I smelled the blood, we might be in trouble." Sulu said calmly.

"Is it a black bear? We have four swords!"

Ham replied excitedly: "A complete black bear skin can be sold at least five gold coins in the capital..."

When you go out, you will inevitably encounter large wild beasts such as wild wolves, black bears, etc.

"It seems... it's not a black bear, and... it's very aggressive and has already set its sights on us!"

Sulu shrugged and continued to eat meat.

"Ahhhh!"

The next moment, a wolf howl and a bear roar came from the forest.

A dark shadow slowly emerged.

It has the body of a bear, the head of a wolf, several human arms are born under its ribs, and eight spider-like fuzz legs are below its abdomen.

It looks...it's like a monster made of various 'materials'!

"It's a weird...the stitching monster!"
Chapter completed!