The endless wilderness remained, a sunny, near-noon morning, wide two-lane carriage road, Fisher clutching his wound as he walked ahead, floating beside him was Emhardt.
Emhardt flew alongside, gazing at Fisher who seemed lost in thought, couldn't help but ask,
"Why's your expression suddenly so... strange? Especially after hearing about that 'New Dragon Court.' Quite odd, I heard about the old Fermat Baha Dragon Court, but when did this 'New Dragon Court' come about?"
Fisher shook his head and replied,
"Although it's my first time hearing the term, I've got a slight guess about its formation... Hmm, but the guess isn't very accurate, especially after seeing that goblin speaking Nali Language just now."
Emhardt looked at him curiously, pondered for a moment but couldn't figure out Fisher's mention of "not very accurate," so he directly asked,
"Why's that?"
Fisher gazed at the rising smoke ahead, mumbling,
