Chapter 5: Are you a hero?

Along the way, Xielu, like all magicians, was curious about everything in the world. And thus, she was naturally very interested in Robb, who seemed to be a “mysterious” priest. She asked Robb a barrage of questions, such as where he was from, how long he’s been studying holy magic, where he had been prior to their encounter, and what manners and customs he has experienced, relentlessly, like someone’s who’s mouth just couldn’t stop talking.

Robb, however, couldn’t answer her questions. He was still oblivious to the details of this world and knew nothing. He said nothing, remaining silent and occasionally replying to Xielu’s questions.

This kind of silent and indifferent attitude would’ve angered the girl long before anyone else. But he has shown himself to be extremely powerful. A powerful man who says only a few words yet is meaningful is often called “earnest” or “mature.” Girls don’t hate this type of man; instead, they look up to and admire them.

So, as she kept talking, Robb learned more about the world from her words.

This world was ultimately called the “Fengmo Continent,” and there were three great kingdoms on the continent: Norma, the kingdom of knights, in the northwest, Gran, the kingdom of magic, in the southwest, and Big Tang, the kingdom of rabbitmen, in the east. On the border between these great kingdoms, there are numerous small countries as big as sesame and mung beans, but it isn’t worth mentioning;

And the mountain they are currently on is called the Black Pine Mountain Range. It belongs to the territory of the magic kingdom “Gran.” To the east of the mountain range is a vast plain, wherein the “Capital of Saints” sits, and to the west is a barbaric land where monsters run rampant, with only a few towns near the border.

The Westwind town they were going to was just west of the mountain range, a place surrounded by monsters.

As the four descended the hillside, they could often see goblin heads poking their heads out, as well as a lone ogre looking at them from a distance, and upon seeing the four of them, none of the creatures dared to come near the party.”

It wasn’t until the sun had set and the sky began to darken that Westwind Town was finally visible.

This is a small town built on the hillside of the Black Pine Mountain Range. It was full of stone buildings, all well-built but not aesthetically beautiful. As the sky was turning dark, lights started being lit up everywhere around the town. The militia was standing on the town wall, with torches lit at intervals on the wall, shining clearly within a few meters of the town wall.

Robb saw a few mines open next to the town, and a few carts were ready at its entrance. It seemed that this was a town for mining, but he didn’t know what type of ore it produced.

He felt that his mining and forging skills were starting to move around again, so he had to warn himself. “You have already lost your interest in mining and forging since you’ve maxed them out.”

The four of them walked towards the town, and when the guards guarding the entrance of the town saw Gorda and the dragon skin situated on his shoulder, they immediately cheered, “Ah, Mr. Gorda is back with the skin of the two-legged dragon! Oh my god! They succeeded in defeating it.”

Several guards came. Someone came and shouted, “Mr. Gorda’s back. They’ve killed that damned two-legged dragon. Let’s cheer.”

The doors of many households of the town opened, and men and women, old and young, all gathered around the gate. Soon, hundreds of people gathered.

Gorda spread the skin of the two-legged dragon flat on the ground, and with one foot, he stepped on it.

As soon as the crowd gathered around, they began to chatter, “That mark on its back, it’s the double-legged flying dragon. I’m certain of it. I can’t be wrong.”

“Great, this guy ate a cow from my house!”

“My son was killed by it, and it has finally paid for it with its life, oooo…. It has finally paid for it with its life.”

“My. Gorda is so good. We didn’t raise money in vain.”

Amidst the talk of the townspeople, a middle-aged man, well dressed and square-faced, approached, and the townspeople saluted him. It appeared that he was the mayor. He told the townspeople to line at the side, walked in front of Gorda, squatted, carefully looked at the skin of the two-legged dragon, and, after a while, raised his head to make sure it was the skin of the two-legged dragon he had commissioned to remove. He then raised his head and said, “Oh, brave adventurers, thank you so much. This dragon has caused great trouble to befall our village. Now that it’s been slain, we should be able to live a long and peaceful life. We’ve had two adventurers deal with it before, but they failed. Mr. Gorda is the best.”

Gorda smiled a couple of times and said awkwardly, “It’s not my fault. I didn’t really know that the double-legged dragon was an elite. I almost failed too. Fortunately, there was this man, Mr. Robb. He’s the one who lent his help to slay the dragon. He was so powerful that he defeated it with only one spell.”

At this moment, everyone’s attention shifted to Robb.

“Wow, that’s awesome!”

“With one spell, the double-legged dragon was brought down?”

“Oh, my God! I’ve seen that dragon take down so many strong soldiers with my own eyes.”

“This Mr. Robb is amazing….”

“Is he better than Mr. Gorda?”

Hearing the audience’s exclamation, Gorda added, “His name is Robb, a priest. I saw with my own eyes that he healed me and my companion’s wounds and slew the dragon simultaneously. I dare say he is the most devoted priest I have ever seen.”

What? Did he kill the double-legged flying dragon using the Holy Nova in one blow? The mayor was sent into a daze. Although most of the townspeople don’t know the difference between weak magic and true offensive magic, the mayor is well-informed. He knows that although Holy Nova can heal his companions and harm enemies within its range, its power is terrible

Strictly speaking, most holy magic is used for healing, and barely any of them are lethal. How devout to the God of Light do you have to be to be able to take down a double-legged flying dragon with magic like the Holy Nova? He’s a super fanatic. How much power did the God of Light lend him?

The mayor hurriedly gave Robb a solemn salute. “Honorable messenger of light, Mr. Robb, allow me to welcome you on behalf of the Westwind Town. Your arrival has made all the residents of Westwind Town feel supreme honor.”

Robb stretched out his hand. “Well said, well said! I just want to ask one question… when’s dinner? I’m hungry.”