Fast Travel: After turning into an animal, the villain asked me to be his wife

Cecil's words made Kaido feel more and more depressed.

Compared to the soulless Cecil, he is obviously more dangerous now.

This made it seem that his current counterattack was a bit too self-humiliating.

Kaido's face was gloomy, and the book in his hand was slightly twisted due to the force.

Cecil was very calm: "I want to learn more, teacher."

The sooner you learn the common language, the sooner you can get rid of this annoying ant.

His presence would make Lord Dragon feel upset.

"That's enough. That's all for today's cultural studies." Kaido narrowed his eyes. Even if he looked down on Cecil, he understood that his learning progress was obviously too fast. He didn't want to see Cecil understand the common language in two or three days.

He looked at the sun outside and smiled grimly: "Come and learn swordsmanship, Your Highness."

Cecil knew what Kaido was thinking.

It's nothing more than wanting to suppress him once again to seek comfort and peace of mind.

He moved his fingertips slightly, and the scales on his chest felt slightly hot.

"Okay," Cecil curled his lips as the words turned on his tongue, "I really... want to learn."

In the castle garden, the dragon disappeared at some point.

Kaido threw a sword to Cecil, his eyes swept over his not-so-strong body: "First let me see what foundation your highness has, so that it will be easier to teach, right?"

The sword fell to the ground with a crisp sound, and Cecil bent down and picked up the sword from the ground.

The hilt of the sword is a bit rough, and it feels coarse and heavy when rubbed against the palm of the hand.

Cecil had never touched a sword. He had nothing on the top of the tower. Looking down from the only window, he could occasionally see knights sparring with each other.

Under the scorching sun, the knights were tall and their fight seemed to be filled with bloody primitive power.

He also wanted to learn swordplay, but had no chance at all. Now, when the opportunity was before him, Cecil was not excited.

He knew very well that everything he had now came from Lord Dragon.

Compared to the sword and magic, he obviously valued the beautiful silver dragon more.

Cecil's eyelashes trembled, and he used his body's original strength with some difficulty to hold the sword across his eyes.

He saw his own reflection on the mirror-like smooth sword.

Kaido looked at his clumsy movements and sneered in his heart. He had originally intended to teach Cecil a lesson, but seeing him move like that, he just felt contempt and weakness. He didn't know what the dragon saw in him.

Kaido moved his hand and strode towards Cecil: "Now, the learning begins."

The sound of swords clashing against each other was clanging.

At the beginning, Cecil did not use the power of dragon crystal. Although his body was transformed to be stronger, it was still not comparable to the Knight of Light, whose body had been strengthened to a certain extent through years of exercise.

Cecil was also confused.

Even though he had not received much education, he knew that a knight and a magician were like two parallel lines that did not intersect, and that the sources of their power and the methods of training were quite different. So when Long asked him to learn both magic and swordsmanship, he was a little confused.

But whatever Long said was right, and Cecil would not refute it, but would just study hard.

As for those things I don’t understand, I can just ask Lord Dragon later.

Because he wanted to learn "swordsmanship", Cecil did not take shortcuts. He was not afraid of pain, nor did he think Kaido dare to kill him here.

He was knocked down by Kaido again and again, and got up from the ground again and again.

Those heterochromatic eyes had been calculating Kaido's moves and responses.

Cecil's brain was working at high speed, and repeated failures made him calmer.

Thanks to his modified body, even if he was injured, he recovered much faster than before.

His persistence and perseverance also changed Kaido's gaze towards him from contempt at the beginning to solemnity at the end.

Cecil in front of him looked a little embarrassed.

His clothes were torn by the attacks again and again, and his shirt was gradually stained with blood.

Kaido originally wanted to let this heretic know how powerful he was and recognize his own cowardice, but... Cecil was too hardworking and too smart.

Yes, he reluctantly admitted Cecil's cleverness.

Even though he was very reluctant to admit it in his heart.

At the beginning, he only needed one move to defeat him, but in just two hours, it took him ten moves.

He improved and perfected the force and angle of the sword's collision time and time again during the attack.

If he hadn't really met him, Kaido wouldn't have believed that the legendary "swordsmanship genius" was right in front of him.

He is a knight commander who appreciates and loves talents. Whenever the genius in front of him is someone else, he will teach him carefully and give him the best resources.

But why...it has to be this heresy.

After realizing the possibility of Cecil becoming powerful, Kaido's eyes darkened, and his hand holding the hilt of the sword tightened slightly. He actually wanted to kill the heretic before he could fully grow up.

Kaido's murderous intent was accurately captured by Cecil.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and his overly weird eyes fell on Kaido's face, which could be described as calm.

Kaido was breathing heavily, his eyes becoming darker as he looked at Cecil.

He had actually been holding back his strength the whole time, but now... it seemed that he didn't need to hold back any longer. Cecil... it would be best if he died here. Fortunately, the dragon wasn't here...

Kaido thought so and swung the sword in his hand towards Cecil mercilessly.

Unlike before, his sword this time carried a clear killing intent, sharp as if he wanted to take Cecil's life.

Cecil's eyes flashed, and he swung his right hand, barely able to take on this powerful attack.

He did not use the power of dragon crystal. This confrontation obviously exceeded the limit of what he should have to bear now. After barely taking the blow, Cecil took several steps back.

The blood in his chest was churning, he groaned, and a trace of blood appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"You want to kill me." Cecil wiped the corners of his lips with the back of his hand. Under such a murderous attack, he did not show much other expression and seemed a little too calm.

What is the reason that makes the patient Kaido want to kill him now?

Is it Lord Demon Dragon?

"...You deserved to die."

Kaido clenched his sword, his eyes filled with only hostility towards Cecil.

"No one is born to die," Cecil's originally uneasy heart calmed down when he thought of Long's comment on the "prophecy". He was not very good at saying these words, but he still said, "... and no one is destined to be a disaster from the beginning."

"I have done nothing wrong. Why should my entire life be ruined just because of a prophecy?"

Cecil looked at Kaido questioningly: "You are judging me based on something that has not happened. Shouldn't I make the prophecy come true before I die? That way, it won't be in vain that you have spent so much effort to kill me."

"You are indeed the cause of trouble."

Kaido is high and mighty, and has never thought about fate from Cecil's perspective, nor does he bother to think about it.

He could only swing his sword, with all he could think of was letting Cecil die here and ending the prophecy.

Cecil pursed his lips, his golden hair was no longer as smooth and silky as before because of the battle.

He felt more and more that the Knights of Light and the royal family were so ridiculous.

Cecil looked at the oncoming sword light and was about to gather the power of dragon crystal to let Kaido taste it, but suddenly he felt a heat in his chest and heard a loud rustling sound of flapping wings.

The dragon is back.

The sword was about to strike, and Cecil could have clearly dodged it and given Kaido an unforgettable counterattack. This was indeed what he had originally planned.

But…the dragon is coming.

With some secret desires, a little desire to get Long's concerned attention, and also... the desire to prove whether he had a place in Long's heart, Cecil just dodged slightly, and then, he felt a sharp pain in his shoulder.

Kaido was stunned. He clearly felt that Cecil could avoid this attack, but he didn't expect that he didn't resist much.

When his sword pierced Cecil's shoulder, Kaido felt a little unbelievable.

“Ouch… it hurts.”

Cecil stepped back, swaying weakly. He covered the wound on his shoulder with his right hand. His face was pale, and combined with the shabby clothes on his body, he looked as if he had been abused.

Hearing Cecil's weak cry of pain, Kaido felt his back tighten and couldn't help but say, "Weren't you quite sharp-tongued just now? Why are you showing weakness now? Cecil, what the hell are you playing?"

Kaido was stunned when he saw someone who had never cried out in pain suddenly become so "fragile".

The wound on Cecil's shoulder was still bleeding.

The clothes on his shoulders were soaked with blood, and even his golden hair was stained with his own blood.

Because of the dragon scale, Cecil knew the approach of the silver dragon before anyone else. He looked at Kaido provocatively. A cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, but the words he said were hesitant and fragile: "...Teacher, do you really want to kill me when Lord Dragon is not around?"

"Aren't you afraid that when Lord Demon Dragon comes back and sees my body, he will vent his anger on the entire royal family? The entire Temple of Light?"

Kaido listened to him and sneered: "The entire royal family is not as important as the church. As long as you are killed, the prophecy will disappear."

"As for the demon dragon, after I kill you, it will kill me out of anger. It can indeed kill His Holiness the Pope, but... His Holiness is surrounded by many experts. Even if the demon dragon wants to kill him, it will have to pay a heavy price."

Kaido actually doesn't think that the dragon will attack the Temple of Light for a human.

But as a knight, he was unwilling to allow the light he believed in to be in any danger.

But compared to the more terrible consequences, this crisis is nothing.

Kaido looked at Cecil grimly: "And... is that dragon really willing to pay the price of being seriously injured for you?"

"You don't really think that if you become its slave, it will treat you differently?"

"If you die, as a monster, it will at most feel like it has lost a toy."

"It's just a toy. I'll find another one."

Kaido's words undoubtedly hit upon what Cecil feared most.

He was afraid that he was just a speck of dust in Lord Demon Dragon's eyes, and that he was only interested in him because of his hair. As Kaido said, if he died... Lord Demon Dragon should not be... sad, right?

This is also why he wanted to see how important he was in the eyes of Lord Dragon even if it meant getting hurt.

Knowing that you are overestimating your own capabilities, you still want to hold on to the quicksand in your hands.

But after hearing what Kaido said, he felt a little... regretful...

Cecil's hands trembled slightly. As long as he thought that Lord Dragon really didn't care about him at all as Kaido said...

Kaido noticed that Cecil's mind was wavering, his eyes flashed, and the sword in his hand pointed directly at Cecil.

Cecil narrowly avoided it and felt a pain on his cheek.

Then, a strand of golden hair fell from her shoulders.

The hair... was shaved off.

Cecil's eyes fell on the strand of hair that fell on the ground, and his eyelashes trembled slightly.

Anger was rising in his chest. He clenched the sword in his hand and immediately abandoned the idea of ​​"playing weak".

Cecil raised his head suddenly, his eyes full of boiling disgust: "You, deserve, to, die!"

As if with a "pop" sound, the black magic power was drawn out of the body starting from the palm of the hand and gradually climbed up the silver sword.

Kaido looked at Cecil, who seemed to be bathed in black resentment, and took a step back in disbelief.

The breath of the dragon.

Cecil actually had the aura of a dragon, and the magic power surging in his body was obviously from the dead black dragon!

heresy……

He really is a heretic!

He actually inherited the power of the black dragon. Darkness and light have always been opposites. The prophecy was indeed correct!

Cecil's eyes seemed to be filled with fire. He was about to kill the ant who dared to cut off his hair, but when he was about to attack, he found that Kaido's eyes were widened with fear.

Then, like a fallen leaf in the autumn wind, it was ruthlessly swept down by the strong wind and flew backwards ten meters until it hit the wall and stopped.

"My beautiful hair!"

The dragon's sorrowful voice came from above.

Cecil's inner anger suddenly disappeared because of these words.

The boiling black magic power in his body dissipated like smoke. He looked up at the beautiful figure of Lord Dragon floating in the air, and he fell into a state of calm.

The dragon was so huge that it hovered above the castle, blocking out the sky and the sun, like a giant moon very close to the earth.

The silver light sparkled in the sun, and every time Cecil saw it, he felt like he was in a dream.

That was a scene he could never even dream of.

He watched the dragon swing its tail angrily, and silver magic power hit Kaido from mid-air.

But Dragon still held back some of his strength and didn't kill Kaido in one blow.

The sound of Long cursing reached his ears.

"Damn ants! How dare you destroy my treasure!"

"I'm still too polite to you!"

"While I was away, you wanted to kill my little slave!"

"You bad ant, wait for my revenge!"

Cecil looked at Long with his enchanting eyes, obsessed, and the corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously.

No matter what it was about him that Long liked, but... at least he cared about him.

Cecil took a deep breath, feeling only joy.

[Love value +10]