Chapter 1 Krasu Town

Nie Yan rode the Darkwing Dragon towards the north. After more than ten minutes, a small town appeared in his sight below.

Krasu Town.

It was more like a large manor than a small town. It was surrounded by wooden fences, behind which were arranged medium-sized defensive wooden crossbows, densely packed together, making the defenses quite tight.

Large monster lords frequently attacked the town, so the local customs were robust. The NPCs here were at least level 90 elites, and there was even a level 100 lord-level town chief.

This was also why Nie Yan chose Krasu Town.

Few towns below level 100 had such strong defenses, and the Ghost Princess Aynafi might not go to towns above level 100 out of fear.

Nie Yan had the Darkwing Dragon land outside Krasu Town, put the Darkwing Dragon away, and then walked towards Krasu Town.

Putting on a black cloak, he entered from the town gate. The center of the town was a street, with shops on both sides. They were all basic shops, pharmacies, weapon shops, and so on. There weren't many people. Occasionally, one or two players walked along the main street, and they were at least level 70 or higher. The maps around Krasu Town all spawned higher-level monsters. Ordinary players only came here when they received some quests. They were explorers of the new maps.

Nie Yan walked along the street, observing the NPCs here.

He didn't know how long it would be before the Ghost Princess Aynafi arrived. Before she came, Nie Yan had to continue waiting. At this time, he didn't know what to do.

Walking along the main street into the distance, a tall church-style building standing next to the street in the center of Krasu Town attracted his attention.

The building was made of white stone. Compared with the sacred halls of Carol City, this building was not spectacular, but it was the most magnificent building in this small town.

He had been here in his previous life, and there was nothing inside except some tables and chairs.

*Go inside and wait*, Nie Yan thought, stepping inside. It was a hall with a dozen tables and chairs. There were no NPCs, making it seem empty. In the center of the church hall was a statue of the Virgin Mary. Perhaps it had been there for some time and no one had cleaned it. The statue was a bit damaged and covered in dust.

Since there was nothing to do anyway, Nie Yan sat down in a chair and waited patiently. He couldn't leave until the Ghost Princess Aynafi came to this town.

Nie Yan understood that his arrival might bring some disasters to this small town. He hoped that the NPCs here could successfully kill the Ghost Princess Aynafi.

He didn't know how much time had passed, at least twenty minutes or so. An elderly man, nearing his twilight years, walked into the church with a cane, step by step. He glanced at Nie Yan and ignored him, walking to the front of the church hall, holding an ancient holy book in his hand.

The old man was already very old, his face covered with wrinkles like old tree bark, and his hair was a dull gray-white color. He staggered as he walked, and a gust of wind could knock him over.

Seeing the suddenly appearing NPC old man, Nie Yan showed a blank expression. He had been to Krasu Town hundreds if not thousands of times in his previous life. Before forming a team, he would wander around the town, come to this church to wait idly, and had come back and forth to this church at least dozens of times. He had never encountered this old man. He had no idea where this NPC came from. Thinking back, he had never encountered this old man.

Nie Yan keenly felt that this old man was definitely not simple. He wondered if he could get anything out of him.

Nie Yan cast a Super Appraisal on the old man.

Cranston the Aged: Dragonslayer, level 180 Elite.

Cranston's title and level startled Nie Yan. *What a strong guy*, he never thought that an old man would have such an awesome title.

Nie Yan looked at Cranston's health, which was only a little over one hundred thousand.

Cranston's combat power didn't match his title and level at all. Nie Yan understood. The Cranston in front of him made him understand what it meant to be a hero in his twilight years. In Faith, unless it was a powerful existence like Karrs, who could be perverted enough to resist the passage of time, everyone else would slowly age with time, just like Cranston in front of him.

These once incredibly powerful heroes would eventually turn into a pile of dust.

"Respected Mr. Cranston, hello." Nie Yan bowed respectfully. A level 180 elite, he wondered if he would issue any quests.

Cranston glanced at Nie Yan and ignored him, continuing to look down at the holy book in his hand.

Nie Yan stood there awkwardly. It was the first time he had encountered such an awesome NPC who didn't even bother to acknowledge him and simply ignored him.

The more he was like this, the more Nie Yan's stubbornness rose up. He didn't believe he couldn't pry his mouth open. He stood next to Cranston and heard Cranston muttering something, listening carefully.

Cranston spat out a series of syllables, which were the words on the holy book.

"With a heart of love, treat everyone kindly, like the spring of the Holy Spirit on Mount Corrence, nourishing every tree, never drying up..." Cranston's voice was low and powerful, spoken in ancient common language, filled with a strange charm, making people feel peaceful after listening to it.

Nie Yan could understand ancient common language. These wonderful sentences slowly calmed his heart.

For the first time, he discovered that the holy book of the Holy Cathedral was full of rhythm and meaning, making people linger and savor it.

Listening and listening, Nie Yan was also a little fascinated, so he stopped disturbing Cranston and listened quietly. The holy book told one distant story after another.

Time passed little by little, and listening to Cranston reading the holy book purified his heart.

Anyway, he had to continue waiting, and Nie Yan had nothing to do. There were no urgent things to do, so listening was fine.

After about twenty minutes, Cranston finally turned the holy book to the last page. After reading the last syllable, he slowly put the holy book away and looked at Nie Yan next to him. His cloudy eyes finally focused on Nie Yan and asked, "Passing adventurer, what do you need?"

Hearing Cranston's question, Nie Yan was stunned for a moment before he reacted. *Damn*, Cranston was just a seller! The reason why Cranston didn't pay attention to Nie Yan just now was because his eyes were bad. It was only now that he could see Nie Yan clearly!