This is Avalon's feeling about the Demon Dragon Official Oun.

Before coming here, he went to the Saxon Forest in the Laliberta Territory.

I saw the magnificent carvings and dragon statues there, and also felt the extraordinary scales of the stone dragon sculpture. It is hard to imagine how powerful the owner of the dragon scale was.

Avalan had doubts about the positioning of the Holy Empire, perhaps the Dark Empire really existed.

However, excluding these factors, isn’t the request made by the Demon Dragon Official Ouen just to let you cooperate with him even though he knows that it is unfavorable to you?

When Dahra heard Avalan’s question, his first reaction was not to answer, but to incredible.

The meaning of Avalon's words reveals that someone is going to be unfavorable to it, and Avalon is still thinking about this problem even though he knows it.

If anyone can do this, it must be the emperor of the Holy Empire.

Dahra did not ask questions, but expressed his own opinions on this.

"Maybe, the other party thinks you have no choice... Of course, this is just my personal opinion. If anyone can give a good opinion, then I recommend someone."

Dahra's statement is tactful.

It is no different from the answer Avalon asked from others.

However, the person he recommended attracted Avalon's attention.

"Who is it?"

"My teacher."

Dahra led Avalon to the teacher's residence.

This is not a luxurious palace, but rather a storage warehouse.

The ancient and old buildings reveal a musty smell, and the sound of collision of tinkering with debris can be heard inside.

"here?"

Avalan's voice was obviously questionable.

Even though Chanilal is not a big country, as a king's teacher, such treatment is too shabby.

Even the chefs and servants who serve in the Avalon mansion live in the environment that is countless times better than this.

"My teacher is named Hafengte, and he has a... strange habit," Dahra explained.

Hafengte, also known as Madman, compared it with madman. When the previous king was still in power, his thoughts, including some behavioral habits, were defined as madman.

He proposed the "civil theory", "equal distribution", and "replacement of noble rights and interests" all of which were called rebellious at the time. If Ha Fengte's ancestors were the marquis family and had the title of a count, he would have been sentenced to be punished and executed just because of these remarks. However, Ha Fengte did not have paid the price, and his title was deprived.

The nobles looked at the stupid guy who wanted to allocate their rights to the civilians with satisfaction, hoping to see him begging for mercy when he became a civilian.

However, their waiting was fruitless. Ha Fengte stayed in the slums and continued his research.

Dahra was the king's illegitimate son. His childhood was not happy and he spent it in a slum, so he met his teacher Hafengte.

In his later years, the last generation of kings were old and weak, and he was dissatisfied with his sons' plans in advance. He was worried that before he died, his son would raise the sword blade of the king to kill him and cut off his few remaining lives. Such concerns were like a digging gap that could not be filled. The king noticed his illegitimate son who lived in the slum. At this moment, he was only a young man of eleven or twelve years old. At this age, he grew up in a difficult environment, so he would definitely not pose a threat to him, so he found Dahra.

In this way, Dahras became the king in a confused manner.

But after becoming the king, he felt more and more how intelligent his teacher was.

He never fought, and he chose to hide and escape in the slums. The way of fighting was obviously not suitable for his weak body. But that day, he did fight with someone, and he was still the son of the leader who maintained public order in the slums. That was what the teacher ordered, and because of this, he was noticed by the old king.

Afterwards, with his help, the country's restlessness was eliminated and the whole country was thriving.

For this reason, Dahra has full confidence in his teacher.

The door was knocked, and Harfengte's impatient voice came from inside.

"Who is it? I don't know if it's working hours now."

Dahra sneered and then pushed open the door.

Ha Fengte, who was a little hunched, was curled up on the ground and was tinkering with something.

In the room, to be precise, the warehouse is filled with a wealth of things, including abandoned armor, half-engraved magic scrolls, magic circles carved on the ground, strange herbs, and magic stones after use.

It can be imagined that Ha Fengte's knowledge is very broad.

Avalon also became a little interested in this unsightly guy.

Although it is a bit sloppy, judging from the items placed in the other party’s room, he must be a wise man who likes to study.

"It's you, Dahra."

Ha Fengte stood up from the ground, and his hunched body suddenly faded.

Instead, it was a burly and powerful body, but the old cheeks did not affect the strength exposed by this body. The blocky muscles filled the clothes.

Dahra once asked Hafengte this question. According to his answer, he was a young man who had been an adventurer for a while, and this body was trained during that period.

"Yes, teacher."

Dahra did not have the majesty of a king in front of his teacher.

"This is the Duke of Avalon from the Holy Empire."

Dahra introduced immediately.

He was worried that the teacher's careless personality would inadvertently offend Avalon.

Ha Fengte nodded with some understanding, and then said carelessly, "I just don't know what Duke Avalon is asking me for the old man?"

Avalan's mouth chuckled.

It is not annoying to talk to such a smart guy than to talk to a stupid guy.

"I want to ask you a question."

Avalon recounted the question he just asked.

"Hey, there is no such stupid guy." Ha Fengte slapped the wooden table next to him and laughed.

"Teacher, please pay attention to... your image? This is not very good." Dahra whispered.

Ha Fengte snorted, "What are you afraid of?"

He glanced at Dahra behind him as if nothing had happened, "Didn't you close the door?"

Dahra really wants to say that this is not a question of whether the door is closed or not.

But before he spoke, Ha Fengte continued to say bluntly: "Imagine is useless. If you weren't my student, I would dance and flirt on your father's tombstone! Then I handed your father's living wife a love letter, and then told your dead father these things."

"cough.."

"Your mother is also his wife, which is a problem. No, it seems that this is not a problem. Your mother is gone."

"Ahem...!" Dahra's voice was aggravated.

His mother died the second year after taking Dahra to the slum because she was not used to the slum environment. Dahra had no impression of her mother. In the remaining impression, her mother was not a kind character, but... such naked insults still make people feel the urge to beat Ha Fengt, even if he was his teacher.

Avalon obviously didn't care about Hafengte's attitude.

He just asked, "What do you mean?"
Chapter completed!