Although they had decided to find the Boar Hat tavern where Meliodas was located, it was a special, mobile tavern, and Drake didn't know where it was at the moment.
However, one thing was certain: they had to confirm the current location of those two, and find a town to gather more information and pinpoint the exact timeline.
He didn't know if Meliodas and Elizabeth had already met; if the plot was already in motion, they could just wait at a few key locations.
For example, the White Dream Forest where the Serpent's Sin of Envy, Diane, was located, or the Baste Prison where the Fox's Sin of Greed, Ban, was imprisoned…
At worst, Drake could go to the royal capital of Liones, but he would have to wait a long time there for Meliodas and his group to appear.
The two didn't ride Chongming, but instead chose to explore the world on foot.
Every world had its unique scenery, and Drake had learned not to miss the beauty of each place.
As the two were traveling like they were on a picnic, they encountered a group of knights.
The young knight at the head of the group rode a tall white horse adorned with full armor, and the youth himself was also fully armed.
The classic medieval knight armor was slightly bulky, but fortunately, the youth had a straight posture, which allowed him to carry the heavy armor well.
Beneath his pink hair was a handsome face, but unfortunately, it was filled with indifference, and his blue eyes were like a stagnant lake.
With him around, the knights in the standard "grunt" armor behind him seemed insignificant.
Of course, Drake hadn't judged them based on the differences in their armor, but based on the magic power he sensed.
He had to say, regardless of the world, the difference in talent between humans and demi-humans was significant.
In Britannia, the average strength of the Fairy Clan and the Giant Clan far exceeded that of humans, not to mention the Demon Clan and the Goddess Clan.
Drake could barely sense any energy fluctuations from those grunts; in contrast, the young knight had a violent surge of magic power.
It was the power of lightning, and to be honest, the strength was pretty good; if he were in another world, he would have at least been evaluated as a first-rate mage.
Unfortunately, what ordinary people considered first-rate was only so-so in the eyes of someone of Drake's caliber.
The two groups approached each other, and as the distance closed, Drake noticed the details of the young knight.
There wasn't much to note, except that the knight's scabbard was empty; the sword that should have been inside was nowhere to be seen.
Drake recognized the young knight's identity: the current Diamond-ranked Holy Knight of the kingdom, the personal guard of the first princess of the Kingdom of Liones, and the biological son of the former Great Holy Knight.
Gilthunder could be said to be the most promising individual in the kingdom right now… seemingly.
Gilthunder's situation was complicated; he had known the truth about the Holy Knight rebellion, his father's death, and the Seven Deadly Sins being wanted for ten years.
But in order to protect the first princess he served, he had to act coldly.
In the early stages, he had indeed done some excessive things to maintain this persona.
For example, he had used his sword to seal the underground water veins of Bania Village, which relied on brewing for a living.
Drake glanced at his empty scabbard, not expecting to obtain useful information so easily.
As Drake pondered, the two groups met.
One of the grunts shouted, "Hey, civilians in front! The one before you is the Holy Knight Gilthunder-sama; quickly make way!"
It was a standard villainous henchman line, but Drake had no interest in showing off or slapping faces, and pulled back the dissatisfied Stella, making way for the group.
Drake really didn't think it was necessary to argue with these people; there was no pleasure in bullying these small fry.
However, Gilthunder stopped in place, looking down at Drake from horseback without saying anything.
"Danger!"
For some reason, he had suddenly felt this way when he saw this unfamiliar man.
Even the white horse beneath him seemed to sense that the man was unusual, and the uneasy emotions were being transmitted to him.
He had to know that it was a warhorse provided to the Holy Knights by the kingdom, and it could charge fearlessly even when facing large beasts.
Although the Kingdom of Liones was no longer what it used to be, Gilthunder still loved this country.
A strong person had come to this country, with an unknown origin and unclear purpose; how could he not be vigilant?
Drake looked up at Gilthunder, smiling and nodding.
Gilthunder was stunned for a moment; the other party was so polite that he felt like he had imagined things.
Turning his head, Gilthunder tugged on the reins, urging his warhorse to continue forward.
Stella asked in confusion, "Drake, do you know that guy from before?"
Drake nodded, saying, "Yeah, he's a pretty good young man. Thanks to him, I got a lot of information. Let's keep moving forward.
If I'm not mistaken, there should be a village ahead; we'll wait there. The people we're waiting for should appear soon."
The two continued on their way, and sure enough, they soon saw a village.
After the two introduced themselves as travelers, the village chief brought them back to his house.
…
"Haa~!!!"
Drake took a sip of his drink, saying, "This tastes really good; it really lives up to its name, Bania Ale."
Stella was also interested in the alcohol of this other world, and revealed a satisfied expression after taking a sip.
The village chief said with a smile, "Of course; it's made with the famous high-quality water source and the special Groot plant that grows beside the water source. That's how we can brew the best Bania Ale.
Unfortunately, it will be difficult to brew such good ale in the future!"
Stella asked in confusion, "Why? Did something happen?"
The village chief must have been quite distressed, as he told the travelers from afar everything that had happened.
In short, the villagers had treated a passing Holy Knight to their finest ale, but the Holy Knight had called it "horse piss."
As a result, a child in the village, unwilling to accept this insult, had thrown a bug into the Holy Knight's cup, angering the Holy Knight, who then sealed the village's life-sustaining water source.
For outsiders, it might just mean that there was one less delicious ale to drink, but for the villagers of Bania, it meant losing their livelihood. As the village chief, how could he not be distressed?
After arranging rooms for the two, the village chief left. Stella played with the bottle, which was decorated with a wheat and maiden logo, saying, "Drake, the village chief really seems troubled. Why don't we help them out?"
"No!" Drake refused directly.
This wasn't because Drake insisted on waiting for Meliodas to start the plot; it was because Drake really didn't want to help.
From the moment he had entered this village, Drake had sensed an atmosphere of despair.
Although some people had tried to pull out the sword that Gilthunder had planted, Drake could tell that they themselves didn't believe there was any possibility of success.
It was less of an attempt and more of a way to vent their despair.
The entire village was complaining and blaming others, and what was most ridiculous was that they didn't even dare to blame Gilthunder, who had personally sealed the water source, but instead blamed the child who had thrown the bug into his cup.
Their village's pride, their ale, had been insulted, and they hadn't dared to resist. The only child who had resisted was now being blamed by them.
Although Drake didn't have high expectations for this uncivilized world, and understood the fear that these ordinary people felt when facing a Holy Knight,
he couldn't see any redeeming qualities in these people, so he couldn't muster any motivation to help.
As expected, he wasn't a protagonist; he couldn't just awaken the people around him like other protagonists.
Although Stella didn't know what Drake was thinking, she understood him, and didn't mention helping them again.
And so, four days passed. Drake keenly sensed a slight tremor in the ground.
Drake walked out of the door, and saw a green shadow slowly approaching from a distant hillside, eventually stopping outside the village.
Then, the green shadow burrowed into the ground, leaving only a mushroom-shaped building with a pointed roof on the surface.
It had finally appeared: the Seven Deadly Sins' base, the Boar Hat tavern.
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