Lord of San Carlos

Lynn traveled through time. This is San Carlos, where dragons, elves, goblins, dwarves, orcs, goblins and humans all coexist peacefully under the protection of this city-state. At least that's the surface. The dragons want to break free from the ancient contract and fly back above the clouds. The elves want to regain their lost glory and let the world remember the name of the immortal species again. Humanity wants to plant its flag all over the continent and write all races into its own laws. The goblins want all the gold in the world and charge a handling fee for every gold coin. The dwarf just wanted to find a quiet place to drink ale, but he would smash the head of anyone who dared to touch his barrel with a hammer. Goblin's wishes are the simplest. -They want female knights. So peace is impossible. Mages believe that the end of magic lies in blood, meditation and forbidden spells. Linn said nothing. He loaded up the illumination technology, disassembled it into parts, and stuffed it into the assembly line. The next day, a whole street in the lower city was lit up. Later, the dragon asked him: "Still playing fireball?" Linn raised his hand. A fireball rose into the sky, split into several fireballs, turned, bypassed the barrier, and hit the dragon in the face. Lin En said: "Do you know what penetration is?"