On the way back, He Wen noticed that there were many people running towards the city gate. It seemed like some big shot was coming.
he asked, grabbing a running woman.
"Excuse me, what's going on? Are red envelopes being handed out at the city gate?"
The woman threw He Wen away and said impatiently.
"What kind of red envelope are you giving out! Today is the day when Lord Randall is going on a parade back to the city! Don't stop me. If it's too late, I won't be able to see Lord Randall's honor!"
Watching the woman run away, He Wen looked at Xia Liya.
"Who is Randall?"
Shalia shook her head.
"I don't know. The last time I came to the human royal city was a hundred years ago."
With the mentality of joining in the fun and not taking it too seriously, He Wen also took Xia Liya to the city gate. There was already a sea of people here. Soldiers separated the people on both sides, leaving a road in the middle of the city gate.
People are talking loudly, talking about a character named Randall, from the conversations of these people.
He Wen learned that Randall was the number one warrior of the Adventurers Association of Taris Kingdom and the highest-level warrior among humans.
Five years ago, he single-handedly killed three evil dragons. That heroic battle was described as a mythical legend and is passed down to this day.
Not only that, Randall also led his adventure team to annihilate the remnants of the demons many times, completely wiping out those enemies who once threatened the world.
What is even more admirable is that Randall put down almost all the alien and bandit rebellions in the territory of the royal city.
Almost single-handedly, he brought peace and tranquility to the kingdom. His heroic deeds are countless, and every time they make people's blood boil.
Therefore, he is also loved by the people and the royal family.
However, for He Wen, all this has nothing to do with him.
He was not interested in the hero at all, so he turned to Shalia and said, "Let's go back."
At this moment, the soldiers on the city wall suddenly shouted: "The warrior Randall Theodore has returned to the city!" With this shout, the city gate slowly opened, and cheers and flowers were laid one after another. People rushed forward to catch a glimpse of the hero.
The crowd surged forward like a tide, and He Wen and Xia Liya were also pushed to the front, unable to look back at all.
He Wen was so squeezed that he couldn't breathe. When he looked at Xia Liya, he couldn't see her at all.
It’s over! He must have been stepped on by someone.
"Shalia!! Shalia!!"
He Wen looked around and finally saw a small hand stretching out from the crowd not far away.
"here."
He Wen hurried over and grabbed Shalia's hand.
"Be careful! A stampede accident is most likely to occur in this situation!"
Xia Liya nodded slightly, letting He Wen protect her in his arms, and was pushed forward by the crowd.
Finally, among the flowers at the city gate, a blond man riding a white horse appeared in front of everyone, and the cheers of the crowd reached their peak.
"Lord Randall!! Lord Randall!!"
"So handsome!! Lord Randall!! So handsome!!"
"I can't do it anymore!! Lord Randall is looking at me!!"
He Wen also took advantage of his height advantage and glanced at the young man riding a white horse.
Although it was learned from people just now that Randall is already in his thirties, he still looks like a boy who is less than twenty years old. Perhaps this is the way to maintain health for the strong.
The blond warrior Randall is extremely handsome. He is wearing spotless white armor and looks very powerful when he gets off his horse.
But the most eye-catching thing is the long sword inlaid with red gems at his waist.
That is this country's supreme treasure, the Sword of Docomo.
According to legend, the sword of Dokomo was forged by the gods of the highest heaven. It was an artifact given by gods to the world to fight against the demons. It was also the weapon used by the first generation of human braves to kill the demon king.
After the death of the first-generation hero, this sword has been looking for a new owner. Now, it has recognized Randall as its user. This also means that Randall has extraordinary power that is not inferior to the first-generation hero.
This is the news that He Wen just heard from the masses through word of mouth.
It sounds like Randall is indeed very powerful, but it is too exaggerated. This battle is simply a meal circle.
Randall himself was not aloof, his smile was gentle and kind, and his face was a rare handsome man in the world. He waved gently to the crowd around him, always with an extremely soft smile on his face.
When faced with a child who forced himself under a soldier's crotch to deliver flowers, he would directly pick up the child and sit on the horse to ride with him.
Even He Wen couldn't help but be convinced after reading this kind of personality charm.
"That's why I hate handsome guys with good tempers the most."
But He Wen still complained.
Randall was not the only one who entered the city. Following Randall were three other horses. Sitting on top of the black horse was a girl wearing a gorgeous robe. She held a staff in her hand. She has a cold face, and a pair of slender black silk legs are looming under the robe, which makes people salivate.
Most of her supporters were men. From these men, He Wen also learned that this was Adeline Bach, the magician of Randall's adventure team.
Adeline, who is only seventeen years old, is already an entry-level disciple of the president of the Magician Association. With a lot of genius titles, she is also known as the next generation of the association's appointed successor.
"Lord Adeline!! Ah!! Lady Adeline, I am your dog!!"
"Lady Adeline!! Look at me! Look at me!!"
The men howled like werewolves.
Faced with these words, Adeline glanced at these people lightly, then looked contemptuously and showed an indifferent smile.
Unexpectedly, these men became even crazier after seeing Irene's expression, and some even started barking.
The third person who entered the city was a girl wearing a simple and elegant white robe. She looked to be in her twenties, and her appearance was as noble and perfect as a saint, giving people a sense of sanctity.
Instead of riding a horse, the girl entered the city on foot holding a scepter.
When facing this girl, there was no noise or noise in the crowd. Instead, everyone fell into a solemn atmosphere. Then one of them began to sing a hymn, and then countless people began to join in.
He Wen probably understood.
This girl is the current saint of the Holy Religion.
When she heard this song, Shalia also had a reaction.
"Master, I want to see it too."
"Okay, don't call me master."
He Wen lifted the girl's petite figure high.
Xia Lia originally held a trace of expectation, but after seeing the saint, her expression gradually became indifferent.
"Okay, that's enough."
He Wen put Shalia down.
"How's it going? Did you see someone you know?"
"No, the person I know is no longer here."
Xia Liya shook her head gently. She didn't seem to understand at this time that she might never get back the feeling she had before.
Maybe a casual agreement, a farewell to see you next time, will become the point of disconnection between her and the world.
At this time, the little witch stood silently beside He Wen, no longer wanting to care about this feast.
The last person to enter the city was a tall warrior, holding a giant axe, with a fierce face and scars all over his body. After he entered, people stopped cheering.
"It's Gobas... Is he still in the Warriors team?"
"This monster, his presence is simply a disgrace to the team."
"Look at how ugly he is. How could he bear to tarnish such a beautiful and pure team?"
Some people in the crowd even booed the warrior named Gobes. Faced with such polarized evaluations, He Wen was a little unsure for a moment.
he asked, nudging a man next to him with his elbow.
"Is this man guilty of all kinds of evil? Look at his face, he looks so vicious."
"That's not true, but he is not a human being, he is an old giant. How can such a dirty race be worthy of being teammates with our brave men? And you see he is so ugly. Alas, a mouse droppings ruins a pot of soup. ah."
He Wen was speechless. He harbored so much malice toward someone just because they were not human and had bad looks.
He suddenly lost interest in this feast.
Holding Shalia's hand, she squeezed out of the crowd and headed towards the slums.
