At this moment, a burly man about forty years old, with a tiger-backed and bear-backed waist came out of the hotel in front of the team. The thick armor and scabbard on his body were all printed with red lion patterns that symbolize the royal family.

It is said that the founding king of Didevia was always surrounded by a mighty red lion, so the "red lion" became an important symbol of our country.

The burly man looked around everyone, raised Kong Wu's powerful right arm and hammered it towards the wall. The sound made aroused everyone present's eyes. He grinned and shouted:

"You guys! Don't think that you can enter the royal city if you pass the written test. Get all over it. The second level of interview is here!"

After speaking, a group of light-dressed soldiers walked out of the house, lined up in front of the hotel, raising the red lion flag flying in their hands.

Is he the interview examiner? He looks arrogant and the people at the forefront of the team must be under great pressure.

“I didn’t expect it to be reviewed by Matadra…”

"What, it turns out to be the legendary Lord of the Mountain!?"

"Damn it, the interview is indeed not that easy!"

The people in the team were talking, and everyone showed a terrified expression.

I leaned over to Zier, who was also worried, and asked quietly:

"Who is that Matadra?"

"...If you don't have knowledge, you need common sense. Have you never heard of him when you arrived in the city in the past two months?"

It seemed that he was desperate about my ignorance, Zier sighed and didn't know what time to breathe today.

He looked at Matadra, who was standing in front of the hotel, and explained for me again:

"Don't we live on the mountain north of the royal city? It is said that a few months ago, a giant bear was raging everywhere in the mountains in the east of the city. The degree of violence was simply a monster. For this reason, hunters and woodcutters dared not approach there, and the merchants also changed their course."

"One day, a woodcutter, Matadra, thought that cutting trees from other places was too far away, so he forced himself into the Eastern Forest. He also said to others easily: 'If I encounter that beast, I will help you get rid of it'. Although everyone kept dissuading him, he didn't care at all, so he went there alone with an axe. Unexpectedly, when Matadra came back that evening, he was wearing the bear skin peeled from the giant bear. He also complained that the axe was too bad and broke it halfway through the attack."

"The giant bear who could knock down a big tree with one blow, but Matadra only got hurt. Because he knocked down the overlord of Panju Mountain, the villagers gave him a nickname called 'Lord of the Mountain'."

"Because Matadra is usually very popular, after this incident, the reputation of becoming even more famous, was finally hired to serve as the captain of the Princess Guard last month."

Zier nodded frequently after saying that, as if he was very satisfied with his complete explanation.

"Is that guy really that powerful? Speaking of the overlord in the mountains, I also confronted Juelang when I was a child."

At that time, I rolled down the cliff and didn't die, and it was really a miracle.

"You know that in order to treat the boy who fell from the sky, I had not left a penny for two years. I originally wanted to use that money to ask someone to renovate the house. Every time the rainy season comes, the roof will leak..."

I stared at Zier who was complaining, recalling what happened back then.

Ten years ago, Zier picked me up with bruises at the foot of the mountain. In order to treat my injuries, he did not hesitate to use all his savings to buy medicine and took care of me meticulously for several days.

At that time, I didn't understand why I had to do so much to a stranger of unknown origin, especially a half-dead guy. Just a dozen special trauma medicines, I could buy a brand new carriage.

One day I asked him the reason, and Zi Er just lowered his eyebrows sadly and replied in a depressed tone:

"…I just don't want to see anyone die again."

I don't know what Zier said this in his mood. His back seemed dull and sad, as if he had lost the direction of his life.

After more than half a year of recuperation, my injuries finally healed. During this period, we became friends who could talk about everything. We also learned that his father was a declining nobleman. He ran around to revitalize his family and eventually died in a foreign land.

After that, as long as the weather is clear, I will go to Zier's house to practice sword skills with him, and perhaps assist in farming skills.

One day I visited his uncle and learned that on the evening when he picked me up, it was the day when he buried his mother and was about to return home after being buried.

No wonder he lives alone in the mountains like me, and our parents are no longer there.

We, who are brothers and sisters, have spent many seasons together and grew up on this mountain. I once asked him why he didn't go to join his uncle or other relatives, but he answered me with a proud look:

"Even if only one piece of land is left, the nobles must protect their territory."

I couldn't help laughing and sincerely admired this close friend's persistence.

"By the way, did you find out the identity of that mysterious person?"

Zi Er, who pulled me out of my memories, cast a new question.

The mysterious person he mentioned was a guy who would send money to his home every six months after my father passed away. There was no contact information on the letter, only the abbreviation of ‘s?t’ similar name.

By the way, although the money is not much, it is not without small replenishment. Thanks to it, I don’t have to live in the harsh cold winter.

"No, I still have no clue."

Even if I ask the person who sent the letter, I only know that the letter was sent here from a very distant place and was transferred many times.

"No need to worry too much, one day I will find that person."

"You bastards, can't even queue up?? Arrange them all for me. Don't try to get in line in the chaos. Even if you are ahead of others, you won't be qualified!"

Matadra angrily scolded him. Nearly a hundred heroes immediately lined up from a plate of loose sand into neat straight lines, and even the steady Zier was frightened to his shoulders just now.

He is worthy of being the Lord of the Mountain, and the earth-shaking roar is scary enough.

As the sunset sank into the distant horizon, merchants packed up their goods and prepared to close the door, and the crowds were getting fewer and fewer. Oil lamps on the streets were lit one after another, and soldiers appeared on the road to conduct routine patrols.

The people who had finished the interview came out of the hotel one after another, and they all looked embarrassed and left lonely with their luggage.

"It's too much. I actually said that I'm too short, which damages the image of the royal family..."

Yes, it seems that height is also within the rating criteria.

"Damn it! I came here wearing this set of family armor and famous swords."

Too much attention to the instrument doesn't look like it's not working.

"I can see through at a glance that I am a fugitive. This Matadra is really not easy."

Wait, who will arrest him in the end?

"Yak, what are you doing there? Why don't you go forward quickly? Judging from the team's progress, the candidates may have been decided. Maybe it will be over before our turn to interview."

If this is the case, it would be bad. I have never considered a way out other than the princess guard...

I looked at the team with less than a few people left in front and thought that it would be better to buy a larger field in the future, or to change to a baker. At this time, a sudden sound of horse hooves came from behind.

"Help, the horse is out of control--!"

The old carriage on the carriage controlled the reins hard, but the two horses in front were like crazy, rushing around everywhere without hesitation. Many street stalls were affected and all the goods were knocked down and crushed.

"Stop quickly, or we'll arrest you!"

The guards held the torch and lined up in a row to block the carriage's path. The horses who were afraid of flames quickly changed the route. The carriage behind was thrown towards the soldiers blocking the front, knocking them to pieces.

No, if this continues, it will cause more casualties. You have to find a way to stop it!

I glanced at Zi Er, believing that he was thinking about the same thing.

Zier, who intersected my eyes, understood my intention, first shook his head regretfully, then shrugged and smiled helplessly, and left the team and ran towards the crazy carriage.
Chapter completed!