Saren stopped his narration, and silence enveloped the three people at the bar.

He lowered his head and stared at his crossed hands. His eyes were wandering, as if he was caught in some long memory.

When he finally came to his senses, he found that Karen had stopped writing, and Kara looked at him with concern.

"I'm fine," he said apologetically, "I'm just recalling past stories."

The atmosphere was not as dull as earlier, but it could not be said to be lively. Neither Karen nor Kara answered the conversation, and only the crackling sound of firewood could be heard.

Saren took a deep breath, "After talking for so long, everyone is thirsty, at least I am thirsty again." He motioned Karen to put down her pen, "Kara, can you bring a few cups of hot chocolate? I want something to drink.

Warm yourself up and quench your thirst."

Kara nodded, picked up the tray and cup on the side, turned around and walked into the kitchen.

Karen raised her eyebrows in surprise, "If you have hot chocolate, then have a cup. To be honest, I didn't expect that in a small village like this..." He cleared his throat in embarrassment, "It's so rare.

s things."

"Ha!" Saren laughed loudly and kept tapping his fingers on the table. "'Blood of the Vine' has everything." He said with some pride, pointing his finger towards the hall, "After all, I am Saren."

At this he winked mischievously at Karen.

After a while, the crisp sound of hard-soled leather boots on the wooden board was heard again in the kitchen. Kara was holding a tray with a large pot of steaming chocolate and three ceramic cups.

Only then did Karen have time to take a closer look at the assistant: He was dressed simply, with a light blue long-sleeved top tucked into white pants, and the white pants tucked into a pair of black leather boots. His facial features were three-dimensional and delicate,

Her face is clean and neat, and she can be said to be very beautiful, with a pair of bright blue eyes.

As he approached holding the tray, Karen's expression became more and more confused and focused. Kara was a charming young man in every aspect, and looked no different from the young men in the imperial capital. But

There are still some distinctive features, such as his preference to wear blue clothes and his strange accent.

But those are the results from a cursory look. If you look carefully, you will find something completely different.

Kara put the chocolates on the table, "Mare," he said to Saren, with a complaint in his tone, "I didn't know you knew alchemy, you never taught me." He muttered, his tone was like

She makes people laugh like a resentful woman.

Saren smiled, "Alchemy is too dangerous for you, you are too lively and not calm enough." He exaggeratedly said, "If you are not careful, you will melt your entire arm."

But Karen didn't smile. He pursed his lips tightly and kept staring at Kara, which could be said to be a rude glance. He noticed that his eyes were a bit strange, but for a while he couldn't tell what was strange, so he

He continued to stare at Kara. When the master and apprentice ended their conversation and Kara turned around, he finally remembered something from his mind.

Then his face instantly turned pale and bloodless, his eyes widened obviously, and he raised his hands tremblingly.

"Mithril." He whispered, drawing a square rune with his hands, and there was a strange resonant melody in his voice.

The smile on Kara's face suddenly froze, and he stooped as if he had been punched in the stomach.

Then Kara bared his teeth and made a sound between a roar and a scream. The sound did not sound human. His figure became distorted and his expression became sinister.

The blue color in his eyes faded quickly, and then you finally discovered what was strange about his eyes. Because they were not a pair of human eyes.

He closed his eyelids and opened them again. The original beautiful eyes had disappeared, replaced by a pair of amber vertical pupils.

"You've pissed me off! Human!" he roared, his voice sounding like a bell ringing, and like thunder on the ground.

He raised his hands as if breaking free from restraints. Dragon scales appeared on his hands and face. His eyes were cold and he was about to cast a spell.

But Saren was faster than him. He started to move when Kara started screaming. He pressed Kara's hand with one hand to prevent her from moving.

Kara was still trying to cast the spell. He was swinging violently, but to no avail. Saren was standing behind the bar, holding him, as still as steel.

He roared angrily, and then took a deep breath. The cold breath began to linger around his mouth, but it disappeared in the next second.

It was Saren. He climbed over the bar and punched Kara hard in the stomach. Then he let go of Kara and grabbed Karen.

"Unbind the mithril! Or I will do it myself!" His eyes were fixed on Karen, his voice was like an order, the air condensed, everything returned to silence, Karen whispered a spell again, and Kara instantly became like a

It fell to the ground like a puddle of mud.

"Look at you," Saren said like an angry lion. "You are fighting like two fools in my hotel. I have lost enough, and you want to make me lose another acquaintance and an apprentice."

.”

He helped Kara, who was lying on the ground, and moved a back chair for him to sit in. Neither Kara nor Karen spoke, like two children who had done something wrong.

Saren motioned for Karen to sit over a little, and then he took out a bottle and two cups.

"Listen, I understand your actions, but that doesn't mean I will forgive you." He said angrily, obviously still angry, and then he sighed with self-blame, "It's my problem, I didn't

I introduced it well to you, so I’ll just make up for it now.”

He took a deep breath and said, "Kara, let me introduce to you. This is Karen, Karen Sanchez, the right-hand man of Talos, the leader of the Imperial Royal Rune Division. If I remember correctly, he is also an outstanding student of the Rune Division Academy.

The graduate is much better than me. At least he got the golden rune when he graduated."

"However," Saren continued, "he seems to be a bit dull, which can be seen from the fact that he attacked an adult blue dragon without any defense."

Karen said nothing and stared at Kara cautiously, her eyes full of defense.

"Karen, this is Kara, or Kaledos, the son of Terecgotha, the mother of blue dragons, the legendary blue dragon from the Jackdaw Mountains. He is my only and smartest student now. He is a

He is an illusionist and a rune master, but he is mainly a waiter at my hotel."

"Obviously he has lacked a certain amount of common sense in the past two hundred years, even after learning from me. The most important thing is not to attack mithril level or other rune masters of the same level casually."

"That's not fair, Mare!" Kara yelled, with a look of aggrievement on her face, "He attacked me first."

Saren looked at him quietly, "I'm still here, Kara. Nothing will happen to you."

"As for you," Saren turned to look at Karen with a look of displeasure, "you suddenly attacked my companion and used the blue dragon's most hated mithril. I think you should apologize to him."

He picked up the cup and poured a glass of the liquid in the bottle for the two of them. It was an amber-colored juice that exuded a strong aroma.

"Drink a drink and then give me a hug." Saren said briskly, and then suddenly changed into a vicious look, "Next time, I will kick you all out, and if you can, go back to your hometown in the Jackdaw Mountains.

, the other one rolls as far as it goes.”

Both of them lowered their heads and took the cup handed over by Saren. The latter nodded with satisfaction, "That's right." He said happily, "You sit and chat for a while, and I'll get some food.

"He stood up to leave, then suddenly turned around. "Don't fight," he warned, "I'm not joking, I will really kick you all out, because it's better than if one of you dies.

If you kill me or burn my house down, I'd rather drive you all away."

Saren turned and entered the kitchen, and the hall fell into an awkward silence.

Kara spoke first to break the silence, "Let me say," he tried to keep his tone as calm as possible and asked the question in his heart, "How did you find me?"

"When I was studying in the academy, I read a lot of ancient books about dragons. Others may think that dragons are extinct, but I don't think so."

"Ah, that makes sense." Kara nodded, "Apart from the part that hurt me, you are such a good student," he said sarcastically, "I instantly remembered the best way to deal with the blue dragon.

good idea."

"It's [Transformation] Blue Dragon," Karen corrected seriously, "Actually, I didn't recognize it at first, until I saw your eyes and remembered some of the books I had read before."

"The only drawback of transformation." Kara shrugged, and the atmosphere temporarily relaxed.

At this time, Saren returned to the hall with a tray in his hands. On it were cheese, pickled lard, a loaf of black bread and a sausage, as well as a small jar of honey and a bowl of butter.

"It was a good chat, right?" Saren was very satisfied with the situation in the hall. Several people moved to sit at the big table. Karen secretly observed him. The hotel owner was humming a song and slicing the sausages into thin slices.

It was hard for him to imagine that this was the terrifying red-haired man who had beaten the blue dragon a few minutes ago.

A few people ate some food, and the atmosphere became lively again, as if the conflict just now had never happened. Saren took another cup, and the three of them drank drinks and ate, chatting from time to time.

The environment is completely different.

"Don't drink too much," Saren warned. "I don't want to tell a story to two drunks later."

The two nodded, and the three of them drank a few more glasses, finished the last bit of food, and then sat back by the fireplace.
Chapter completed!