"The fiery passion of war, the blessing of the Wolf God."
"The brave hero Adar raised the spear of hope."
"The red flood swept away the homeland, yet the hero felt no anger nor despair, crossing the light of the long night...."
Just as Lu Ping'an walked into the tavern, he heard a rhythmic beastly roar.
Listening carefully, it seemed to be another heroic epic.
In fact, the stories and records that Lu Ping'an's team had gathered these days were all something similar.
There were no written words here, but instead, there were all sorts of strange ballads and poems.
And most of them were stories about a certain hero... it seemed that the civilization here greatly revered powerful personal legends.
"Here, here, too slow meow!"
At one of the tables, a standard adventure team was gathering.
