I really can't control myself

Vecna, who was asked this question by Linton, was really confused. She vaguely felt that something was wrong, but the current situation seemed that she had no choice but to not answer. It could be seen from the attitude of Fenrir Wolf. It was obvious that he had vaguely felt that this strange power was given to Fenrir Wolf by this human being. This guess was correct. Now this wolf obviously listens to this human being. if.

Although Vecna ​​still couldn't figure out what was going on with this human being, now was not the time to talk about that. A man is a knife, I am a fish. Now that the butcher's knife is held up to its neck, it can only answer Linton's question first.

After hearing Vecna's answer, Linton was very unhappy. Obviously, the breeding value of the giant dragon is 0. Let’s not talk about anything else. The lifespan of a giant dragon is about 1,500 years old, and it is officially considered an adult after 300 years old. Therefore, Linton is raising a young dragon now, and it will be 300 years later. Let’s eat. Can we play with this? At that time, the grass on your grave has grown into a space elevator, okay?

"Chop it." Linton said with anger as the plan failed. He waved his hand.

"etc!"

Linton was stunned for a moment, then raised his hand to stop the Fenrir wolf who was about to attack. There were two voices shouting wait, one of which was naturally Vecna, but no matter what it shouted, it would not stop Linton. But the problem was that Linton heard a voice coming from behind him, and it was Dane's. The sound told him to stop.

Linton turned his head, and sure enough, it was Dane who was coming over. Linton was mainly confused as to why Dane wanted to stop him: "What's wrong?"

"Does Master Sword Master want to kill this dragon?" Dane asked.

"Of course, isn't this waiting for dinner?" Linton said.

"Lord Sword Master, I have a suggestion, why not sign a servant contract with this dragon?" Dane said.

"It's the kind of contract that makes it listen to my words. There really is one." Linton said.

"Yes, as far as I know, there were dragon knights who signed a contract with the dragon clan a long time ago." Dane said, "It's just that they no longer exist now."

"I agree." Vecna ​​here said quickly, "I am willing to sign the contract."

Yes, it has discovered that Linton is really going to chop it down. How long will it take if it doesn't ask for mercy? It doesn't want to die.

"No need." However, Linton waved his hand directly, "Why keep this useless thing? All I want now is a feast of dragon meat."

"Master Sword Master, please listen to me." Dane here said, "I wonder if Master Sword Master has ever heard of something called the Sublime Dragon's Blood Potion, or the Rebirth Potion."

"I don't know anything about potions." Linton said, "I've never heard of it. What is this potion used for?"

"This legendary potion can allow the person who takes it to gain the power of a dragon. Not only can the body be strengthened, but...even severed limbs can be regenerated..." Dane said here, pausing for the key point.

"Oh?" Linton naturally understood what Dane meant instantly. Yes, his nephew Garsain's hand was broken, wasn't it? Dane was obviously talking about this when he said this now, "So the raw materials of this potion are Is it dragon blood?”

"No, no, no, the raw material of ordinary dragon blood potions is dragon blood, but the sublime dragon blood potion requires dragon blood essence. This kind of blood essence is not easy to obtain, even if you kill the dragon, you can't get it, because When the dragon dies, the essence and blood in his body will be lost quickly, and it will no longer be available, so the only way is to let the dragon hand over the essence and blood," Dane said.

"That's it." Linton nodded, understanding what Dane meant. It is impossible to obtain it under normal circumstances, but after the dragon signs a contract and becomes his little brother, he can let it be handed over.

"However, this potion can only be refined by Master Mengkra, a master of alchemy a hundred years ago. There is only one person who has drank this potion, and that person is Dragon Lord Iglis. Lord Iglis is drinking this potion Before, he was just an ordinary person with disabled legs, but now he is one of the strongest beings in the entire continent," Dane said.

"Now?" Linton was stunned for a moment, "Is this guy still alive now?"

"Yes, Master Sword Master." Dane said, "Master Iglis is probably over 140 years old now, but he is not very old. This should also be the effect of the rebirth potion, which gave him the power of the dragon. Along with strength, he may also have acquired some characteristics of the dragon clan, such as longevity.”

"What about the alchemist Monkra you are talking about?" Linton asked.

"Master Mengkra has passed away a long time ago, a hundred years ago." Dane said, "But he still has disciples. I just don't know if the method of making the potion has been passed on to his disciples. If so, I I think there should be no problem in letting his disciples help with the refining. After all...who doesn’t want to surpass his master?"

"And you know where his disciple is now, right?" Linton said.

"Yes, sir, although not many people know about it, our Black Hand Guild happens to have information about this master alchemist," Dane said.

It was obvious that Dane still wanted to show his kindness. Linton defeated several Warcraft and the dragon Vecna ​​so powerfully. He originally wanted to show Dane again. Linton, the Black Hand Guild, was naturally interested in assassination and the like. Linton was not interested, but he was really greedy for the other party's intelligence network. Judging from the current situation, the effect seems to be pretty good. At least from Dane's attitude, Linton can already see that the other party is leaning this way.

"Listening to what you said, it seems that I really want to keep it... After all, my nephew is so cute." Linton touched his chin, then looked at Vecna ​​next to him, "Here, you are lucky, kneel down quickly .”

Vecna ​​felt extremely uncomfortable, but there was nothing she could do. Soon, a magic circle lit up on top of its head. Because it had learned Ancient One's magic, Linton felt that the other party had separated part of its soul and given it to him. Although he had not yet understood the effect of this magic, it was vaguely He also felt the connection between himself and Vecna.

After the ceremony ended, Linton probably felt that the dragon was not playing any tricks. With a snap of his fingers, the powerful Susanoo on the Fenrir wolf next to him disappeared, and of course the giant sword nailed to Vecna ​​also disappeared. A large amount of dragon blood quickly flowed out of the large hole penetrated by the giant sword, and Vecna ​​couldn't help but scream.

But soon, a layer of ice appeared on Vecna's wound, directly sealing the bleeding from the wound. It should be her own method of treatment, but the hole in the back was sealed. Vecna ​​here immediately He started vomiting a lot of blood again, and the situation was a bit bad, but seeing that it could heal himself, he should be able to survive. Linton couldn't help him anyway.

"I have some healing potions here, but I don't know if they can be effective on dragons." Dane next to him took out a few alchemy bottles and said. He naturally had these things with him.

"You go try it..." Linton waved his hand, then looked at the Fenrir wolf next to him, "If you accept this dragon, the pet slot seems a little nervous..."

With a "plop", as soon as Linton finished speaking, the Fenrir wolf here quickly lay down on the ground, folded its limbs and exposed its abdomen, probably to express obedience, for fear that Linton would turn his head and tear it apart.

"Is this delicious?" Linton pointed at Fenrir wolf and asked Dane next to him.

"Um... sir, I have never eaten it." Dane also didn't know what to say.

Fenrir wolf was sweating profusely. He thought for a moment, stared at Linton with his big watery eyes, and then shouted: "Woof."

To be honest, the other party was trying his best to act cute. Linton seemed to be still studying the issue of whether to eat or not. Dane, who was next to him, thought about it and said, "Master Sword Master, what do you mean by the pet slot?"

"There is another cat at home. We just caught a dragon here and we can't raise it any more," Linton said.

"..." Dane once again didn't know what to say. On this continent, war pets are still very popular. Many people will also tame Warcraft as war pets. However, high-level ninth-level Warcraft like Fenrir Wolf, ordinary people It felt like eight lifetimes of merit had been accumulated to truly recover, but Linton actually said he couldn't afford it. It can only be said that Dane really couldn't keep up with this adult's thinking.

"That...that, I can bring my own rations, wow." Fenrir Wolf quickly raised his hand and said.

Dane looked at the Fenrir wolf here speechlessly. Is this the majesty of the legendary ninth-level monster that surpasses the holy level? It's really funny.

"Uh... OK, considering the nice fur, it's really comfortable to sit on." Linton thought for a moment.

Fenrir Wolf was so happy that he climbed up from the ground and started licking. Yes, this was a real licking dog. Anyway, after seeing Linton's strength, it has no choice. It can't run away or fight, so it can only lick.

"Then please, Master, give me a name." Fenrir Wolf here said. Fenrir Wolf is just a racial name. Unlike dragons, ordinary warcraft do not give themselves names, but those raised by humans generally have names. For example, the previous Banshik is Tomlia The name given by the previous emperor of the empire. Now it has turned into a licking dog, so I quickly asked for a name, and Linton was worried about it and used it as food again.

"Okay, then you can call me Licking from now on..." Linton didn't have any talent for naming. He originally wanted to call him Licking Dog, but thinking about the textbook jokes of the previous two-dimensional seniors, he couldn't let it go too far. Duo thought for a moment and said, "Your name is Shiv."

"Shiv?" For some reason, when Linton said the first half of the sentence, Fenrir Wolf suddenly felt a chill and had a premonition that he was going to have a particularly stupid name, but he didn't expect that Linton actually said it. A name that seemed pretty nice, "I like this name."

"As long as you like it, train your teeth well, and then go back and make a weapon specially for you." Linton nodded.