Chapter 207: Bug Teleportation Magic Array
The bad card game made Reeve feel very bad. As everything has been slowed down recently and there is no longer that sense of urgency, life in Star Dragon City has started to become a lot easier, but it is only an ease in form.

The invisible rock pressing on people's hearts is getting heavier and heavier. The whole territory has become lifeless. Drinking in spare time or gambling has become a way for people to vent their stress.

Of course, there are some unspeakable plots, but the lord is more supportive of them leaving offspring, and the great knights happen to be the best choice for ordinary female workers to live a better life, so everyone is always cautious in choosing a spouse.

The lord rode on his flying dragon and disappeared into the horizon a few days ago. The long period of no news made them feel uneasy, but no one thought there would be any danger.

Perhaps the Lord will ride his wyvern directly across the Snake Catcher's Fortress and return to Goliath.

Maybe…a lot of maybes.

"We have to get these guys drunk!" Reeve didn't want to be burdened with heavy debts during his rare vacation. He had the means to obtain distilled liquor. It would be best if he could use his "big belly" to forgive these guys while everyone was too dazed to see the cards clearly.

His luck and card skills are terrible, but he can drink a lot.

Reeve began to feel a little disgusted with the form of entertainment left behind by the vanished undead. The square card game kept taking away his money, and now all the chips he had left were enough to wash the underwear of the people in front of him.

He couldn't even wash his own underwear, so he didn't understand why these bastards were so obsessed with having a rough hunk do it.

"I'll go get the wine." After discovering that the cards were visibly smelly and rotten, Reeve stood up on his own initiative. He pulled out a chair and threw out the cards that had not yet been dealt. He scratched them with his fingers a few times and did not allow others to refuse.

The others were all former infantrymen from the Second Legion. They saw through Reeve's tricks but could only grumble because Reeve could always get good wine. After all, Reeve was one of the first nine people to follow the lord.

There were no more undead in the tavern, but blacksmiths, pharmacists, warriors and other figures began to appear here frequently, wasting their time in boredom.

This kind of life is actually much harder than the life before the doomsday. However, after the doomsday, they were used to living on edge every day, and now they suddenly "relaxed" and even had a vacation, so they are a little bit uncomfortable to adapt.

Reeve walked around the crowd and saw the dwarf Ludo who was singing to coax the children. The dwarf was standing on the table and singing loudly. The atmosphere was cheerful and no one would laugh at his short stature. In this world, everyone is a monster.

Nice accent, baritone or bass? My dumb ears can't tell.

He guessed that Ludo must have squeezed his buttocks when singing this line, because he once asked Ludo for advice when he also wanted to learn how to sing. Ludo's answer was to squeeze the buttocks and then imagine that a finger came uninvited and he had to tense up to defend himself.

After hearing about that strange practice method, Reeve suppressed his inner urge to learn.

He put his hands on his head and slapped them randomly, praising Ludo's butt-squeezing singing style.

Reeve went to the kitchen and got a bottle of wine. He knew very well that when Old Pete found out, he would insult him without hesitation and might even curse his grandmother. When there were only 10 people, Old Pete was willing to secretly share the meat with him because he was the youngest and was always the most cared for.

Now that he can eat as much meat as he wants, that guy would actually skimp on a few bottles of wine!
When Reeve was about to return to the table again, he saw a figure.

Domei, the hero in the Undead siege, took the brunt of the attack with a sword in his body as a wizard and blew the horn to help the lord.

But he also knew that the other party was a crazy wizard, and many of the things he studied were many times crazier than those of Miss Micko, Miss Brittany and others.

So most of the time, he kept his distance from Domei.

The other party came hurriedly, wearing a white robe, white beard, and white hair. His figure immediately attracted the attention of everyone present after entering the place. People whispered to each other, and the topic of conversation had obviously shifted to Duomei.

Wizards are mysterious within the Rand Kingdom, and they are also mysterious in the territory after the end of the world, performing all kinds of incomprehensible jobs. In short, those things can be explained by the word "magic".

Under the arcade of the tavern built of mud bricks and wooden blocks, Dome was searching for something.

"Mr. Dome?" Reeve took the initiative to walk over. He felt that he was probably the only one present who could take the initiative to approach. As one of the nine guards following the lord, he had the privilege of speaking frankly at certain times. "Mr. Reeve!" Dome recognized Reeve. Anyone who heard this name while chatting with the lord would remember it.

"Who or what are you looking for?"

"I'm looking for Lord Lance," Domei hesitated, then said, "I heard that he likes to drink with the soldiers."

"He is not in Star Dragon City," Reeve shook his head and said, "He left with the Lord some time ago, riding a flying dragon together."

Not only Lance, most of Lind's men were assigned tasks, whether it was patrolling or something else, but Reeve happened to be on vacation today.

"Maybe I can help?" Reeve offered, "If this matter is related to the Lord's order, let me do it. I'm on vacation today."

"It is a very abominable act to disturb someone on vacation." Domei nodded, he turned and walked out of the tavern, paused at the door and turned back to look at Reeve.

Reeve immediately followed him: "Should we find a more private place to talk?"

"Let's talk while walking." Duo Mei didn't mean to tell the secret immediately. His attitude was very relaxed: "You know, I do a lot for the lord."

This is not a secret. It's like maintaining a magic circle, developing some small flashing magic, and recently learning to cultivate and breed disasters by myself.

He must be one of the busiest men in the Territory.

"I have been studying a magic circle recently. It was the order of the Lord. We are all curious about unknown knowledge, and I finally achieved some results." Duo Mei's face was full of smiles, but he sighed immediately: "Although I didn't succeed, I got some not-so-good information from those results."

"What?" Reeve asked.

"A madman who was corrupted by a dark will. I don't know his name, but when I was perfecting the magic circle, I accidentally found some more bizarre information."

Duomei gestured that he was a "book thief", but he was also very generous and wanted to share his knowledge. It was a pity that the person standing in front of him didn't understand a word he said.

"The information left in the magic circle overlaps with a certain historical event that was briefly mentioned in a chronicle I once read."

Duomei, who has always had an infinite yearning for knowledge, finally stopped showing endless greed this time. His tone was serious, with persuasion, warning, and concern.

"What history?"

"Bug" Domei said: "In history, someone used evil magic to create such an endless thing, and the magic circle information I got was a teleportation array that sent a specific race over through the teleportation array. It was a magic array that teleported bugs over!"

He said: "Maybe someone did it on purpose, or maybe it's just a historical relic, but in any case, it's dangerous."

"I'm a little confused." Reeve scratched his hair. He didn't understand, but he thought it must be the alcohol affecting his thinking, not that he was too stupid.

"Wait, you said teleportation array, but there haven't been any bugs around us."

"The one sent here this time is a Cyclops," Duomei said. "The teleportation array is in tatters, and time has messed up its sequence. I know the lord is not here, but we should destroy the teleportation array as soon as possible before time sends something even more unpredictable."

"But," said Reeve, "the Lord is going to the Cyclops' cave this time."

(End of this chapter)