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Bartlett Long was so tired that he was panting, with beads of sweat rolling down his forehead.

He looked at the dead Stone-Slinging Goblin, which had exploded with gold coins, and proudly made a cool head-cutting gesture. He said loudly, "Do you know how powerful you, Bartlett Long, are?"

He looked as if the tough battle he had just experienced was not worth mentioning at all, and he was completely immersed in the joy of victory.

Then, Bartlett Long suddenly seemed to remember something. He turned his head and rushed to Celia's side. He carefully picked up Celia who had fallen to the ground and asked with concern, "Celia, are you okay?"

Celia secretly complained in her heart: "Fuck, if this were real, I would have died long ago, why would I need your concern?"

But she still had a gentle smile on her face, and said softly: "It's okay, as long as you are not injured, Warrior."

"What a good woman! With such a pure and noble soul! I love her!" Bartlett Long looked at Celia in his arms, and a hot emotion surged in his heart.

Then, Bartlett Long cleared his throat and said, "Beautiful Miss Celia, let me introduce myself. My name is Bartlett Long, and I am the only son of the Red Dragon Clan's leader. Don't worry, I will protect you from now on! I will never let you get hurt again! And, that is..."

At this point, Bartlett Long's face turned slightly red, and his originally fluent speech became stammering.

He paused, then shook his head as if he had made a great decision.

"Now is not the time to confess. I am too anxious. My father said that you can't be too hasty when pursuing a girl." Bartlett Long silently warned himself in his heart.

Celia seemed to have guessed what Bartlett Long was about to say. The corner of her mouth twitched slightly, but she still smiled and said, "Warrior, this is not the place to talk. There might be monsters watching us in the dark. Let's hurry to the Alvin Line."

Bartlett Long seemed to have just woken up from his dream and nodded quickly, saying, "Yes, yes, let's go quickly."

When he thought of the power of the stone-throwing goblin just now, he was still frightened and didn't want to face such a powerful opponent again.

The two of them continued forward and soon arrived at the Alvin Line.

I saw that the Alvin Line was surrounded by a lush forest, with rolling mountains and clouds in the distance.

Simple wooden houses were arranged in an orderly fashion within the defense line, with various wood and tools piled in front and behind them. A clear stream gurgled past the defense line, its water shimmering golden in the sunlight.

The defense line was surrounded by various flags, painted with patterns symbolizing justice and courage, fluttering in the breeze.

Many "warriors" who want to defeat the evil Merlin have gathered here. They have different appearances, but without exception, they all exude an aura of determination.

When Celia appeared, the giant dragons that had transformed into human form all greeted her enthusiastically, "Celia, you're here!"

Greetings came one after another within the defense line.

Celia responded to each question with a smile, like the warm sunshine in spring, which made people feel warm.

Bartlett Long watched this scene and couldn't help but feel a little jealous. He muttered, "Celia is really popular."

After hearing this, Celia shook her head slightly and explained with a smile: "No, it may be because the warriors have all accepted my guidance, so everyone is more familiar with me."

As she spoke, Celia brought Bartlett Dragon to the blacksmith Linus.

Linus was a tall and muscular man, wearing a thick black blacksmith's suit covered with mottled marks left by the years.

His face was a little dark from being burned by the fire all year round, but his thick beard was neatly trimmed.

At this moment, he was standing in front of the blacksmith shop, holding a heavy hammer in his hand, hammering the red-hot iron block with concentration. Sparks flew, accompanied by rhythmic knocking sounds, as if he was playing a unique piece of music.

Celia greeted Linus with a smile.

Linus put down his hammer and said with a smile, "Celia, here comes another warrior to defeat the evil Merlin."

Linus is naturally a "staff member" specially hired by Merlin, not just a fabricated NPC. He is actually one of the ancestors of the Leo family, existing as a spirit in Merlin's dream world.

Here, he can not only nourish his soul, but also "work" for Merlin.

As they are spirit beings, they do not need to worry about the trivialities of the real world.

Celia simply introduced Bartlett Long, "This is Linus. He was once a renowned swordsman, but he was particularly fond of wine."

When Linus heard Celia say this, his eyes dimmed instantly, and he slowly said, "I no longer touch the sword."

As he spoke, he couldn't help but reveal a look of nostalgia, as if he had returned to those unforgettable days.

"That day, my dear friend, a ghostly swordsman, was corrupted by the power of demons and gods, becoming mad and unable to control himself. I fought with all my might, but could only watch helplessly as he lost himself to the demonic power. To prevent him from causing further harm, I had to personally…" Linus' voice choked with sobs, and after a pause, he continued, "It was from that moment on that I made up my mind to stay at the Alvin Line. I quietly repaired the equipment of the warriors who wanted to defeat the evil Merlin, hoping to guide them in their own ways, becoming powerful warriors and preventing them from repeating my friend's mistakes."

Bartlett Long listened to Linus's story and couldn't help but have more respect for this seemingly rough blacksmith.

He realized that in this seemingly simple dream world, everyone has an unknown past and a profound story.

[Information that can be made public: In Merlin's dream, the Ghost Swordsman's demonic power comes from the evil Merlin! It was his evil that created the demonic power!]

Bartlett Long curiously asked Linus and Celia: "Have you been here long?"

Linus nodded solemnly and said, "Indeed, we were the first warriors to come to Merlin's dream world. Back then, we were filled with ambition, hoping to defeat the evil Merlin in one fell swoop. Unfortunately... we failed. Now, our hope rests on you, the warriors who will come later."

Bartlett Long's blood boiled upon hearing this. He patted his chest and vowed, "Leave it to me! I will slay that evil Merlin! I will avenge your previous humiliation!"

Linus burst into laughter after hearing this. He patted Bartlett Long's shoulder and praised him, "Well done! Young people are full of energy!"

Bartlett Long didn't know why, but he felt that Linus was pinching his shoulder with unusually strong force, as if it was going to crush his shoulder. The pain made him frown slightly, and he muttered to himself, "This Linus looks generous, but he's really ruthless..."

But he still managed to say, "Haha, Uncle Linus is really strong!"

Linus looked at Bartlett Long with a smile. Although he smiled encouragingly on the surface, he was thinking in his heart, you bastard, you want to kill the most outstanding young man in our family. How can I not hurt you to death?