Sorcery Monarch

Chapter 22: First Arrival at Bay Village

Chapter 22: First Arrival at Bay Village

The blood-red moonlight illuminated the endless plains.

The winding Silvermoon River cut across it, originating from the towering Supreme Mountains in the north, flowing through the frozen tundra wastelands, passing through the dark forests, and nourishing the surrounding millions of square kilometers of plains.

Finally, it flowed gently and obediently into the ocean.

The faint sounds of insects blew in from the wind, watching the familiar village in the distance, listening to the babbling of the stream, Leon felt as if he were in another world.

"Finally back home!"

Warily glancing at the shaking bushes to ensure no aberrant creatures were hiding within, Old John shifted his gaze away and patted his shoulder, asking curiously:

"Is the salted fish from Bay Village really as delicious as you say?"

Mentioning salted fish, Leon proudly raised his head, pointing towards the endless plains to the east, and replied proudly:

"Our Bay Village is near the sea, and our salted fish are renowned far and wide for being fragrant and having a great texture, one can sell for five silver coins..."

"It's just that there are too many murlocs, too troublesome, our village can only go there twice a year, and each time we can't bring much back..."

Salted fish can make money, lots of murlocs!

Old John silently noted this information.

Although his steward Ralph would surely know everything about the tiny Bay Village inside and out, attitude is another matter.

One must humble oneself when asking for help.

As their gaze shifted from the two, Steward Ralph looked at Yaya, who had returned to her previous form, and silently lowered his head.

Such a special young dragon was completely different from the information he had.

As is well known, the more unique the appearance and abilities, the greater the potential for development.

"Is this part of the lord's plan? Or the arrangement of the mysterious lady?"

This thought was merely a fleeting one, quickly buried deep by Steward Ralph, his gaze catching his daughter diligently at her post, he whispered to Matthew:

"We've arrived, I'll arrange for Old John to scout the area first."

Matthew didn't make a fuss, approving of Steward Ralph's arrangements, who had already proven his capability.

But just then, a piercing roar spread through the air.

A red figure, over three meters tall, charged over under the moonlight.

It was enveloped in burning flames, yet unlike the aberrant murlocs that burned to death, it was vigorous.

Flaming tendrils stretched out from its back, dancing in the air, causing ripples of flame.

"Aberrant giant, elite, challenge tier 12+! Infected!"

Simple information, but it made Matthew squint his eyes.

He had never expected to encounter an aberrant giant in Bay Village, this peculiar species was rarely seen even in his past life.

The Crimson Moon could infect many lives, causing physical aberrations, but even twenty years later, just the initial influence of the Crimson Moon would hardly infect higher-tier life forms.