The town closest to Bayek is called Dude, a relatively prosperous town with almost complete facilities, including schools, government halls, police stations, factories and so on.

All kinds of carriages and people wearing clothes that can be recognized as belonging to different classes at a glance are passing through the streets. The Lolita-style buildings on both sides make Glen, who has just entered here, feel a little trance.

Compared with the town of Bayek, it seems to be another world here.

Although he has all these images in the memory of the original owner, the personal experience is a different feeling.

There seem to be more people today than usual. Is there anything going on? Glen, who adjusted quickly, noticed the difference, but he was not too surprised because there had been several such situations in his memory.

Generally, it's because some circus has come or some festival activities are being held. Glen is not interested in these.

He bought a little food from several vegetable stalls, and there were only two copper coins left in his pocket.

It's time to think about how to make some money... Glen, with big and small bags in his arms, walked back along the way with a relaxed gait.

Suddenly, he reached out to the side and held a teenager who was almost falling.

"Thank you, sir." The teenager thanked him sincerely.

Glen nodded slightly.

At this time, another teenager's voice came from the side: "Meyer, you don't have to be so urgent at all. Berlin is right there. You can see him sooner or later."

Glen turned his head and saw five young people coming forward with smiles, three boys and two girls. The one who just spoke was a relatively tall teenager.

"That's the great knight who once defeated the third-level vampire. I've only heard about him from the teacher. Aren't you eager to meet him?"

Meyer looked at a blonde girl among the five people with some embarrassment and explained.

"Then you should also be careful. It's not good if you get hurt..."

The six people walked away quickly, and their voices were also lost in the crowd.

Glen knew these people. No, it should be said that Dylan knew them, but they didn't know Dylan. They occasionally met when coming and going to this town.

The reason why he paid attention to them was only that the two girls among the six were very beautiful and left a deep impression on the original owner.

If his father were still alive and the family was rich, he would definitely take the pursuit offensive.

But the original owner no longer had the pride of the past and only had deep inferiority.

The great knight Berlin? Is it because of this person that it's so lively today? The original owner had no impression of this guy. Forget it. It's none of my business... Glen tightened the things in his arms and continued to walk.

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Wearing shiny silver armor and a red cloak with gold wire patterns, he has a majestic and calm face, giving people a thick sense of sedimentation.

This is how Meyer felt when he saw Berlin for the first time. Although it was a little different from what he had imagined, it was not too bad.

Berlin was riding alone on a white horse in silver armor, with two rows of neat knight soldiers below.

The two knight soldiers in the front were holding high flags, and the symbol of the will of the kingdom was fluttering in the wind.

In the enthusiastic cheers of the townspeople and the admiring words of the girls, Berlin's queue walked in neat steps towards the resting place arranged for them by the mayor.

"Deamelah, look. That must be the Riels Great Sword that the teacher talked about. It's so beautiful! And that one must be the White Lion Spear with the power to exorcise demons..."

Meyer was very excited and pulled the taller teenager beside him, pointing to the great sword behind Berlin and the double guns on his waist and introducing them.

"Don't tell us. Of course we know. The teacher didn't only tell you the legend of Berlin. We also grew up listening to his stories. Finally, we see the real person today. He looks really powerful!"

Deamelah was also a little excited. For teenagers of their age, these heroic figures themselves have great attraction.

"I must also become a person like Berlin in the future!"

A slightly chubby teenager with red hair said thus.

"You'd better figure out how to cope with the teacher's exam in a few days, Pock."

A beautiful girl wearing a wide - brimmed soft hat, with blond hair, blue eyes, and strikingly defined features, said with a smile.

The companions all burst into hearty laughter.

"Pernas, please don't bring this up. You've completely spoiled my good mood..." The red - haired teenager scratched his head and reproached.

The others laughed even louder.

"All right, you guys, stop teasing Pock. He's really been trying hard."

Seeing the red - haired teenager's face turn red, another girl with long tawny hair, equally lovely and pretty, promptly stopped the group.

The teenagers stopped their teasing in a timely manner. Pock looked at the girl with tawny hair gratefully. "Thank you, Lila."

The girl pursed her lips and smiled. "Prepare well. You'll pass the teacher's exam."

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At the Knight Inn in Dude Town, Berlin's entire entourage came to a halt. The enthusiastic townspeople were kept at a distance by the police officers, so as not to disturb the knights' rest.

The mayor, an elderly man with white hair and a white beard, dressed in a decent suit, approached with a smile as he saw Berlin dismount from his horse.

"Honorable Lord Berlin, we have readied rooms for you. This way, please."

Berlin nodded. "There's no need to go to so much trouble. We'll be staying here for a few days. We're also here to look for any traces of those two wanted werewolves. There are more important matters awaiting us above."

The mayor's expression changed, a hint of alarm surfacing. "Lord Berlin, could those werewolves show up here? Please, ensure the safety of the townspeople, my lord."

"Rest assured, Mayor. Those two werewolves are merely low - level ones with diluted bloodlines. The threat they pose to you is limited. Even if we don't find them, if you happen to encounter them, a few police officers with a few guns will suffice to handle the situation."

Berlin's voice was steady, instilling a profound sense of security.

Upon hearing this, the mayor's expression softened.

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Strolling back towards Bayek Town, Glen was pondering over dinner while keeping an eye on his surroundings.

As the road grew increasingly secluded, the number of passers - by dwindled. Eventually, a strange figure emerged in the distance.

Glen slowed his pace, his eyes fixed intently on the figure.

Could it be another monster?... Glen maintained his composure and approached slowly.

As the figure came into clearer view, Glen gradually made out its details and also caught a faintly familiar scent.

It was a man clad in gray - black hemp clothes, wearing a peculiar turban. His complexion was dark, with deep circles under his eyes. His face was expressionless, giving the impression of a serious and taciturn man.

The familiar scent Glen detected was that of Bayek Town. Presumably, this man was also a townsman from there, though the previous owner of his body had never met him.

The man was standing side - on to Glen, holding a package in his left hand, indicating that he too was on his way back from shopping. At his feet, there was another figure lying hidden in the weeds. Glen didn't notice it until he got closer.

"Sir, are you also a resident of Bayek?" Glen asked tentatively.

The man turned his head slightly to glance at Glen and nodded expressionlessly.

He's not much of a talker... Glen fell silent briefly. After casting a look at the figure on the ground, whose life status was uncertain, he asked in a low voice, "Did you kill him?"

The man shook his head.

What's going on here? Glen was perplexed.