Chapter 830

A shapeless energy drifted out of Wilbur, passing through Lacey's body. It was only then that she recovered, staring at Wilbur in terror and confusion. "I'd like a room, please," rasped the elder in his croaky voice. Wilbur kept his cool. "Sorry; this isn't an inn anymore." "Oh? What is it, then?" "The Church of the Fire Dragon Lord." "Is it now? Does this Lord of Fire Dragons really exist?" "I'm going to give a talk on this later in the square. Feel free to come if you're interested," said Wilbur. The elder nodded wordlessly, turning to leave. Lacey asked shakily, "Sir, what's happening here?" "Just someone looking for trouble. Pay him no mind," Wilbur smiled. Lacey nodded, slightly confused. Wilbur glanced at the time. "Tell everyone from the inn to gather in the square." He turned to leave after that. After leaving the inn, he paced about the little town. Everything here seemed to be stuck in the seventies or eighties. The houses were built out of mud, the roads unpaved and caked wi