The dragon became more destructive than ever.

The people lost all hope of succor, and fled to the mountains for refuge.
At last Sir Wissenschaft, a poor and obscure knight, out of a far country, arrived to do battle with the monster.

A pitiable object he was, with his armor hanging in rags about him, and his strange-shaped knapsack strapped upon his back.

Everybody turned up their noses at him, and some openly jeered him.

But he was calm.