Magical Strategist

Zhenlong packed up a steak and was about to leave the restaurant.

I saw A Niu looking half dead and vomiting blood.

"Fortunately, I didn't use all my strength, otherwise this guy would have died a long time ago." The real dragon casually passed by A Niu and his gang and walked away...

The loser looked at his back, helpless.

"This guy is so strong. If I'm not mistaken, the move just now must be the forbidden technique "Perfect Thunder". Could it be that he is the Soul Eater Piro?" Looking at the back of the real dragon fading away, a student guessed .

The charming girl denied: "How is it possible? How can the Soul Eater be so young!"

"I didn't expect that silver fighting spirit could actually defeat Brother A Niu with blue fighting spirit!" One student said in disbelief.

The charming girl also speculated: "Is it possible that he is also a freshman here to register? I heard that all the freshmen who are about to enter the school are very talented, and there are several masters of purple fighting spirit."

"But it's still early for the school year to start. Because the college is undergoing large-scale renovations, the school year will start more than a month later than usual."

"If all the freshmen in this batch are as strong as that kid, how can we survive?"

It's a pity that the real dragon has gone away long ago, and he has no idea about the delayed start of school in Bodor.

.........

It was getting dark.

The real dragon wandered on the street after dinner. I found many students with Bordeaux badges on their chests, sitting in small groups and doing nothing.

Not long after leaving, a fight broke out again.

In front of a pub, a group of students in blue robes and a group of students in yellow robes got into a fight.

Crackling, banging, all kinds of magic that had never been seen before appeared one after another. Perhaps student fights have become a common occurrence here, and the locals no longer find it strange, and are not even willing to watch.

The fight was getting fierce, and another wave of golden-robed students appeared halfway, and the battle scene expanded instantly. Soon, the ground was stained with blood and a mess.

Is this Bordeaux?

"Hey, buddy, which side are you on?" Suddenly, a thick arm rested on the real dragon's shoulder. Looking back, he saw about a dozen red-robed students staring at him.

"No, no, I'm not taking any side, I'm just passing by." The real dragon didn't want to get burned again. Deliberately showing a timid attitude.

Seeing the real dragon trembling and cowering in embarrassment, the leading student mocked: "You look like a bear and you know you are a waste. Okay, since you are passing by, get out of here quickly to avoid being accidentally injured later."

"Okay, got it. Thank you?" Zhenlong sighed and left.

This violent place is filled with the smell of blood. The real dragon has had enough and just wants to find a bed to sleep comfortably.

So I found a hotel and settled down.

.........

The next day, the crowing of cocks broke through the silent night sky. The real dragon packed his bags early and prepared to set off.

However, the weather today was not beautiful and it started to rain.

The real dragon put on his raincoat, mounted the lion, and set off. We were about to arrive at our destination and meet up with Irene, and I felt indescribable joy in my heart.

The lion was flying at great speed, and patches of woods rushed past his ears.

The winding road in Xixiu Mountain is endless.

After another whole day of trekking, a huge white windmill appeared in front of us. A few minutes later, a stone tablet with the words "Andalimu" engraved on it was erected there.

Yes, this town is the destination, and the real dragon has a long-lost smile on his face. So we walked into the town instead.

Andalimu houses are all built of wood, and the exterior walls of the houses are all painted with sky blue paint. Seeing these buildings, a word appeared in Zhenlong's mind - sky. A sky blue building and a white windmill, aren’t they the blue sky and white clouds? Such a unique design is really rare.

The end has arrived, and the question is: Where are Eileen and the others hiding?

"Base 2" is located in Andalim, but its specific location is unknown. You know, the bases of the blood elves are separated from the outside by "voiding barriers". Those inside the barrier can see outside, but those outside cannot see inside.

The real dragon held an umbrella and wandered on the street without any clue or purpose. How can we find the Moon God in the vast sea of ​​people?

Unfamiliar faces passed by one after another, and every time she saw a tall woman with a beautiful face, she would go up and take a look.

The rain came down harder and harder, and soon the real dragon's quilt was soaked. He came to take shelter from the rain under the tent of a blacksmith shop.

The joyful expression before disappeared completely, and he squatted in the corner with his head buried in the ground. A gust of cool wind blew by, and he couldn't help but shiver a few times.

"Luna, where are you?"

In one day, I went from hope, to disappointment, and finally to despair.

.........

"It's been seventeen days. He's coming early."

"He promised me he would come!"

"But it's not an option for you to be anxious here every day."

"Then you can go back, I will wait here until he appears."

What a familiar voice!

The real dragon became energetic. He looked up and saw a man and a woman standing not far away in the rain. The man wears a straw hat and a gray windbreaker, and the woman wears a green dress and a straw hat.

For seventeen days, the woman that the real dragon has been thinking about all the time is right in front of him now, at this moment! .

The real dragon's face was like a blooming flower. He giggled a few times, and then slowly, quietly, and quietly walked over.

"Moon God, let's go back. Your body has just recovered. It's not good for you to be exposed to the rain." Zi kept urging. "I don't want to make you sad. Maybe the real dragon of Lille has..."

"He will keep his word and will definitely come back!" Eileen always firmly believes that the real dragon will come, it will definitely come, even if it is a corpse!

"Moon God, I have to say something now. Since you came back, you no longer care about us as before, and you don't care about the organization's affairs. You are often alone and unhappy. To be honest, you should accept the reality. If If this continues, the brothers will have objections," Zi said.

"Have you said enough?" Erin asked impatiently.

"Go back, everyone is worried about you." Zi persuaded her earnestly.

Eileen couldn't stand such verbosity anymore and vented her anger: "I don't want to repeat the same words several times. I want you to be yourself..."

He suddenly stopped mid-sentence.

To be precise, he saw the man holding the umbrella walking behind Zi.

Erin's pupils dilated, and time seemed to stop the moment she saw the real dragon.

She stood there motionless, even her breathing disappeared, like a work of art in the hands of a sculptor.

There was no expression on her face. But following the footsteps of the real dragon, my heart surged like ocean waves.

Is it really him?

Moon God! ?

The same is true for the real dragon, trying his best to control his excited emotions, suppressing them, suppressing them. If he didn't have enough self-control, he must have rushed over, gave Erin a fierce hug, and said: I finally see you.

But he didn't do that.

Erin's tense face began to loosen, the corners of her mouth drooped, and she trembled slightly. Suddenly, my nose felt sore, and my beautiful eyes filled with crystal clear water drops. It was not rain, but uncontrollable tears.

"It's raining heavily, beautiful lady, if you don't mind, I can lend you mine." Zhenlong said wittily.

"You..." Erin couldn't say anything else.