hunt and eat

It was Valentina, the ancient dragon hunter who came from another flying ship after hearing the roar of the dragon.

Should it be said that it is indeed the existence of Sequence 15...

Even in haste, this powerful female hunter still hit the opponent's paw with a hook at the moment when she blocked the silver fire dragon's surprise attack.

The body fell to the deck under the impact. Valentina rolled over to release the force, and firmly inserted the other end of the rope on the silver fire dragon's foot into the fixed slot.

Seeing that the situation was not right, the Silver Fire Dragon, who failed to untie the rope on his feet after several attempts, slammed straight towards the deck below.

"You made the worst choice."

Valentina sighed softly.

The next moment, accompanied by the soaring snow-white fluorescence, a group of high-speed rotating knife wheels slashed across the side body of the silver fire dragon in an instant.

[Frozen · Frost Sky Rotation]

After the painful dragon roar, a lot of blood appeared on his body, but then the silver fire dragon, which was frozen by countless ice, fell heavily on the deck of the dragon consciousness ship like a plane crashed.

Almost at the same time, more than a dozen hunters on the deck, including the ancient tower, mercilessly dealt crazily to the silver fire dragon who had fallen and temporarily lost its ability to control its body.

In just over ten seconds, numerous cuts were made on the body of the Silver Fire Dragon, and most of the silver-white scales on its head were even split apart by the three consecutive attacks of [Blood Echo] from the ancient pagoda.

"Roar!" [Go away! 】

A large-scale blast of fire erupted, and the fallen silver fire dragon pushed back all the hunters around, and staggered up.

Looking at the wooden deck with no sign of fire under the action of its own flame, and even without many burn marks on the surface, Silver Fire Dragon couldn't help but raise his head again, looking at the huge gas storage tank above his head.

However, the hunters who were already on guard had already organized quite a lot of manpower, and by means of hooks and fixed ropes, they were half-hung on the outside of the air storage chamber that looked like a hot air balloon.

A large number of flash bombs have already been held in their hands in advance.

It was just that he was caught off guard before, which made Yinhuolong almost succeed.

Really, they are a group of experienced hunters who don't know what flying dragons are afraid of?

Silver Fire Dragon has lived for quite a long time, and has fought hunters many times, so he naturally understands that those hateful hunters have special props that can threaten him.

Glancing at the female hunter who was walking towards him with an extremely terrifying aura, and a group of hunters staring at him, the Silver Fire Dragon struggled to cling to the ground under its feet.

If I had known earlier, I should have directly attacked the large balloon from the very beginning.

But it's useless to regret it now.

After a few breaths, accompanied by a venomous dragon roar, the silver fire dragon soared into the sky, and got into the distant clouds, never to be seen again.

"After you go back, issue a wanted warrant."

"This silver fire dragon will probably continue to attack hunters in the future, and hunt it down before then."

Looking at the direction where the silver fire dragon disappeared, Valentina frowned.

Hawke, who put down the light crossbow in his hand and slowly withdrew the ammunition, heaved a long sigh when he heard this.

The expression of the ancient tower on the side is even more complicated.

He was a little hesitant, should he tell others about the information he learned from Yinhuolong just now, but after thinking about it, he still didn't open his mouth.

Now that things are going on, is it really important to discuss who is right?

What if a hunter was hunted and killed by the silver fire dragon because of his soft hands after knowing the truth, how should he deal with himself?

This confused account must be buried in my heart after all.

He's human after all, isn't he?

……

Shurad King City in the afternoon

The streets and alleys are full of lively and crowded people, as well as the sound of quarrels and bargaining from time to time.

The guards responsible for maintaining order, either walked through the street in groups of three or four, or simply fished lazily, leaning against the low wall on one side, talking in low voices.

Everything is no different from the past few decades, as if the "Bloody February" incident not long ago had never happened.

This is nothing strange.

After all, most of the protagonists of that incident are no longer around.

And in this world, it is difficult to retain any memory of the existence that has passed away.

Far away from the downtown area, in front of a half-collapsed old church next to the slums, a tall figure wearing metal armor slowly stopped in his tracks.

He raised his head slightly, and through the gaps in the armor, he quietly glanced across the dilapidated wooden signboard above his head.

【Moonlight Church】

The handwriting on it is very elegant, even a bit like a woman's handwriting, which is incompatible with the rough appearance of the church.

After hesitantly comparing the signboard and the church, the armored man raised his arm and touched his head.

Why does this place feel completely different from the memory?

Forget it, looking at the handwriting, I should have found the right place.

After looking back and forth at his clothes, making sure there was nothing unusual, the metal man pushed away the creaking wooden door, as if it was about to fall from the wall in the next moment, and slowly poked his head in.

The first thing I saw was several rows of benches, although dilapidated, but the surface was wiped clean.

The line of sight gradually moved up, and at the position of the church podium, there stood a figure with long purple hair, who was looking down at the carved five-color glass directly behind, whether it was a man or a woman.

He or she was wearing a priest's clothes that were about to leak from washing, and both sleeves were even torn several times.

But even so, this person still wears a somewhat strange sense of fashion.

After hearing the sound of the door being pushed open, a somewhat stunned young man slowly turned around and looked at the tall figures who walked into the church little by little.

"Sorry, our church hasn't resumed operations yet. If you want to have mass, please do it in three days..."

A male voice full of apology gradually sounded.

Shaking his head repeatedly, the armored man approached little by little, groping for something on his body.

Even though he couldn't see the face under the armor clearly, the purple-haired youth could still vaguely feel a mixture of excitement and uneasiness from the opponent's body.

Soon, a strange crisp sound came out from under the armor, and then a somewhat yellowed animal skin book about the size of two palms was slowly handed over to the purple-haired youth.

Although the cover of the book is severely worn, it can be seen that the owner has regularly used animal fat for maintenance, and the word "fairy tale" can still be vaguely seen on it.

After looking around curiously, the purple-haired youth slowly opened the book.

Immediately, I saw a large number of colorful illustrations inside, as well as occasional small lines of text.

There is no doubt that this is a picture book.

And looking at the content, it should be a children's picture book that was popular more than ten years ago.

"Excuse me..." The young man didn't quite understand what the other party meant for him.

【Shuaru, my friend】

【He told me to come here to find him. 】

He took out a whiteboard that he carried with him, and quickly wrote two lines of large characters on it with an ink pen. The armored man looked at the young man in front of him with some embarrassment.

The body froze slightly, and a trace of astonishment slowly appeared on the face of the purple-haired youth.

Immediately, as if remembering something, he bent down and began to laugh involuntarily.

The louder laughter lasted for about half a minute before it gradually subsided.

Wiping the corners of his eyes, the young man took the initiative to step forward and stretched out his right hand to the armored man standing stiffly in front of him because of the tears from the long laugh.

"Welcome back...full moon."

……

Chapter 197 It's a pity that I got to know you this way!

Hearing his name called out by the other party, the armored man's body froze at that moment, and then his first reaction was to look back to make sure the door was closed properly.

For this reaction, the purple-haired youth was not surprised at all, he just smiled and waited for the other party to complete a series of warning actions before speaking again.

"I'm Lorgar, do you still have any memory?"

"The little one who followed Brother Xiu Luo back then."

Seeing the armor man pondering for a long time and touching his head in embarrassment, the young man named Lorgar smiled helplessly.

"It's really heartless... It's clear that I was the one who brought you food back then."

The armored man lowered his head in shame, not daring to look at him for a while.

"Forget it, anyway, there will be opportunities to catch up on the old days anyway. By the way, Man Yue, it's relatively safe here, and no one comes here usually, so you can just take off your 'clothes'."

"You don't feel comfortable staying inside all the time, do you?"

Lorgar gently placed the animal skin book in his hand on the bench beside him, and said with a smile.

After hesitating for a moment, the armored man finally nodded and took off the helmet.

Soon, a huge silver "praying mantis" came out of the armor bit by bit.

Surprisingly, it was the very friendly male mantis that had appeared in the Dede Desert once.

After the fierce demon incident, it "borrowed" a considerable number of metal fragments from several other villages one after another, and finally pieced together the current pair of tall armor that can hide its body.

Of course, despite the fact that this armor looks complete, the various parts are actually scattered, all controlled and spliced ​​by the naturally strong viscous silk of the Ge Mantis.

Once the adhesion is lost, I am afraid that it will be scattered into a piece of scrap iron in an instant.

【Lorja, have you been staying here all this time? 】

Ge Mantis Full Moon, with his blue eyes, scanned the surroundings back and forth, silently writing on the whiteboard in front of him.

It doesn't look like it will last long here.

The inside might be a little better, but the outside looks like a dilapidated building, which might collapse one day.

Shaking his head, Lorgar said softly: "I haven't been back for more than three years. When I saw the church like this yesterday, I almost couldn't recognize it. I thought I went to the wrong place."

Moon Moon nodded empathetically.

If I remember correctly, this church was built by Xiu Luo's mother, a queen named Roanna, with the purpose of helping the poor and calming the restlessness after the war.

When I was still small, I would often ask Xiu Luo to bring me here to play.

At that time, it was much more beautiful here than it is now.

"Since Queen Roanna passed away, no one has taken care of it."

"Brother Xiu Yaluo once said that compared to these material commemorations, the realization of mother's ideal is the best memorial for her."

"So this place has been abandoned for a long time, but the surrounding residents still remember the goodness of the queen, even in the poorest time, they will not come here to steal things."

Lorgar lowered his head, and seemed to be immersed in the memories of the past, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth.

Although this smile completely dissipated in the next moment.

【Xialuo, isn't he here? 】

Looking at the line of small characters written by Man Yue on the whiteboard in front of him, Lorja's body froze suddenly.

A pair of feminine eyes flashed with complex emotions of pain, helplessness, and anxiety in an instant, and never dared to look at the blue eyes of the silver mantis in front of him.

In the silence, only Lorgar's violent breathing could be heard.

"Brother, he...forget it, you come with me."

When Lorgar raised his head again, his usual composure had returned to his face.

Following behind Lorgar who was leading the way, feeling the sudden uneasy atmosphere of the full moon, some bad thoughts vaguely flashed in his mind, but they were immediately dismissed by itself.

How is it possible, my human friend is the next king.

In this world, is there anyone safer than him?

Pushing open the gray stained iron gate behind the church, accompanied by a large amount of dazzling light from the outside, a flower garden with overgrown weeds and small birds inhabiting everywhere appeared in front of a person and a monster in an instant.

Their arrival caused chaos in the originally chattering garden.

Countless birds flew in all directions in an instant, and their messy feathers scattered all over the ground.

"I just chased away this group of damned miscellaneous birds yesterday, and they came back today." Lorgar's eyes swept across the white feces everywhere on the ground, and he was out of breath.