Bright Moon Fairy King

Each color can represent a unique style of its own city, such as gray.

Gray is a color that is particularly in line with the characteristics of Changhu Town.The gray houses are covered with blue-gray tiles on the roof. The houses that are often wetted by the lake water can't help but be stained with moisture. The wooden houses have shown an aging color.

The originally bright wood has lost its original luster, but a faint white color can be seen vaguely from some places.This is unique to fine wood.

Bud patted the gray cotton coat on his body. It was already the Mid-Autumn Festival.He still felt a little cold, so he returned home and picked up a gray wolf fur coat and put it on himself.

He hummed a little tune and started a new day of his life.He came to the dock and sat on the boat that he specially used for work. He held the oar in his hand and gently drew towards the lake. A few ripples suddenly appeared on the lake, and the boat slowly sailed out of the dock.

Bud, who was sitting on the boat, couldn't help but think of the past.

Ah~ In the past, when the disaster had not yet struck, in the old River Valley City, the river was filled with merchant ships coming and going in such an endless stream.The ships carried trade goods, and people at that time had their pockets filled with gold and jewelry and enjoyed a wealthy and happy life.The fine weapons and exquisite jewelry crafted by the craftsmen of the dwarf kingdom attract the desire of southerners.

In order to purchase these dwarf artifacts, merchants from the south came to the city.The river valley city here became a trade center connecting the south and the north.Bringing a lot of wealth to the valley city at the foot of the mountain.

He looked at the mountains in the distance again, and the spiers of the solitary mountain Erub were hidden in the white snow.

It was once the strongest dwarf kingdom at the end of the Second Era. It can be said to be the origin of all the gold in this land. It is precisely because of its excessive gold that it has become the bright pearl of the north. It is so shining and so fascinating. So fascinated that disaster also befell...

That's red!Terrible red!It is the color of evil fire and death.The dragon further north was attracted by its shining light, and the dragon flew away from its northern lair.The evil dragon is eager to get it, own it, and occupy it!

The dragon is like a hurricane, the earth in the north trembles, and the trees in the mountains howl.

That day.The evil dragon descended from the sky. The evil fire it spewed burned the earth, evaporated the water of rivers and lakes, and thick water vapor covered the sky.

The evil dragon took the lead in attacking the valley city at the foot of the mountain. Human swords, guns, arrows and axes were unable to cause any damage to it.Not even a scratch.No matter how brave and senseless a warrior he is, he is just an insignificant ant in front of the evil dragon.A puff of flame can burn it to ashes.

People were crying, running, and wailing, and the prosperity of the past disappeared like a passing cloud.The remaining people had no choice but to leave their homes and come to this big lake to rebuild their homes.The dwarves were even more miserable, because the evil dragon's goal from beginning to end was Irubo Buri's wealth that was enough to buy half of the continent.The dwarves... eventually paid a heavy price for their greed and stinginess.They were also forced to leave this dreamy home...

Nowadays, people have gradually forgotten the sorrow of the past. The wealth in the lonely mountain and the evil dragon that sticks here have become legends in people's mouth.

After coming back to his senses, Bud looked at the current Changhu Town with a rather sad look.Nowadays, the men in Changhu Town rely on fishing and the women rely on needlework. The people of Changhu Town can only keep from starving to death. Why is this?

Originally, relying on the wine trade with the Woodland Kingdom, everyone could live a well-off life, but at least they could have enough food and clothing.But the stingy mayor pocketed all the gold coins obtained from the trade, and even boasted that because of his great ingenuity, no one in Changhu Town starved to death.

But Bud is very aware of all this, because his job is to collect these wine barrels floating along the river from the Woodland Kingdom.

Without thinking much, he continued rowing towards the ruins of the former River Valley City ahead. The ruins were still as desolate and silent as usual. He rowed the boat to avoid the remaining stone pillars nimbly.Bud has long been accustomed to this kind of life day after day, and his heart actually does not feel numb or depressed with this kind of life.

Just because of a prophecy, only a few people still remember it.When the royal bloodline of the Turin dwarves sets foot on this land again, the shadow of death brought by the evil dragon will disappear, and the earth will once again be filled with gold, recreating all the wealth, prosperity, and happiness that people once had.