Magical Strategist

Phew!

The fireball was extinguished instantly when it touched the boar's fur.

careful! Erin's face turned pale, and she watched helplessly as the real dragon was knocked to the ground by the wild boar that rushed towards her at great speed.

The red boar is ready to continue the attack.

"Lin'er, help me! I'm injured!" The real dragon shouted in embarrassment.

Eileen took action decisively, swung the dagger in her hand, and one fang was cut off and fell to the ground. Another sword stabbed the wild boar in the head.

Clang!

Its fur was extremely hard, and the dagger didn't penetrate at all. Instead, Irene's wrist hurt terribly.

The wild boar also suffered a loss after its teeth were chopped off. It retreated a distance and maintained a confrontation.

"Lin'er, how are you?" Zhenlong asked anxiously.

"It's okay, it's just a dislocation." Irene is a blood elf master, and it is unique for her wrist to be dislocated in battle. She endured the pain and clicked the dislocated bones back together.

"We can't attack rashly. We must find that guy's weakness." Zhenlong said.

"Well, you are responsible for attracting its attention and finding its weaknesses, and I will solve it." Erin assigned the task.

"Wait, wait, wait, why should I go? I'm a magician, and my leg is injured, so you should go." The real dragon shook his head and said.

Irene rolled her eyes and said, "First of all, I am your boss, secondly I am a woman, and finally, you said you would protect me."

"You pushed me into the fire." The real dragon complained.

"Coward, are you going or not?" Erin said angrily.

"You're cruel, I'm a good man and I can't fight with women." The real dragon was very helpless. He took a few steps forward and roared at the red wild boar: "Come on, I will kill you and make soup for you today. Believe it or not... What look in your eyes? Do you think I will be afraid of you? Oops? Wait, I'm not ready yet. Hey, Stop! Don’t come here! Stop!”

The wild boar chased the real dragon around like crazy. Although the real dragon suffered a leg injury, it ran as fast as anyone else.

Finally, tired of running, I found a tree and climbed up.

"Little brat, let's see how you chase me now? Come up if you feel like it?"

Who knew that boar spirits could also climb trees!

The real dragon's face turned green with anxiety, and he had to "abandon the tree" and run away. Jumped down from a branch seven or eight meters tall.

The wild boar was not slow to react and jumped down as well.

No time!

Just as the boar's body was suspended in the air, Erin's dagger flew towards him like lightning.

Whoosh!

The sharp sword was inserted into the softest part of the wild boar's belly.

Suddenly, blood splattered everywhere.

The wild boar flopped for a while and then died.

"Hoo~ dead?" The real dragon kicked a few times and stopped moving. "Come after me again if you have the ability. Wasn't it very fierce and awesome just now? How dare you go against me."

Erin pulled out the sword from the boar's belly, wiped it clean with a cloth, and put it back in its sheath. "Well, you're not scared, you coward."

After hearing this, the real dragon blushed and said, "Who is so timid? You actually said that to me... Just now, I was injured on my leg just to protect you. Look, there is so much blood."

The more Irene listened, the angrier she became. She kicked the real dragon's wound hard and said coldly: "Thank you for saving me. Thank you very much."

"Ah! It hurts!" the real dragon shouted.

"Can you shut up, are you afraid of attracting other monsters?" Irene looked at the real dragon with extremely contemptuous eyes. I thought that after not seeing him for a while, this guy had become thicker-skinned, and could be described as shameless.

But only the real dragon dared to make fun of Irene. If it had been anyone else, they would have moved their heads long ago.

The real dragon had no choice but to stop talking aggrievedly.

After dealing with the red wild boar, the two continued on their way.

After a while, it was daybreak.

The sun shines into the forest.

The two finally arrived at their destination - Youlan Valley.

As the name suggests, the terrain here is flat, and the view is blue, the same color as the sea. No, it's the sea.

The trees, flowers, plants, and even animals here have a blue appearance, which is very strange.

The two of them looked for Shanton's residence here. In fact, it is not difficult to find. The dwarves like to live in earth houses, and there is a raised earth mound not far away.

Looking closer, it turned out to be a house.

The house is very small. After all, the bodies of dwarves are at most half that of humans, or even smaller. Their residences are also much smaller than human houses.

"The dwarf continent is to the north of the blood elf continent, and they have always been on good terms with our Mora tribe. So I will not hesitate to ask Shanton for help." Irene said.

"Oh, it seems that your family is powerful enough." Zhenlong said with a smile.

"Can you talk properly?" Eileen asked angrily.

Irene walked to the door of the earthen house. The height of the house was only one head higher than Irene. She knocked on the wooden door gently. "Is anyone here?"

No one answered.

"Is there anyone here? Is Uncle Shanton here?"

Still no one answered.

"#=%#..." Erin greeted in Blood Elf with a Moran accent.

The door creaked open.

A little old man with white hair, white beard and fair skin came out and bowed down to Irene without saying a word. He was mumbling a dwarven language that the real dragon could not understand.

Eileen said in human language: "Uncle Shanton, please get up quickly. My little girl cannot bear such a big gift from you."

"Thanks to your father's life-saving grace, I am here today. Please come in quickly!" Shanton warmly invited Irene into the house. "Little brother, if you don't mind, come in and sit down."

"No need, just let him stand guard outside. I have a very important matter to discuss with you." Irene said.

So, Eileen Shanton and the others entered the house, leaving the real dragon alone to "stand guard" stupidly.

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In this way, Zhenlong stood outside for more than two hours and received no less than twenty mosquito bites on his body.

The mosquitoes in the Blue Valley are not simple. One bite is not enough, but at least three bites, and they can't be killed by a slap. They have to be crushed.

"Damn it, why doesn't that girl come? Grandpa, I'm almost becoming a mosquito's lunch. Oh my god, why is it so itchy..." The real dragon kept scratching the bag on his body until it bled.

Finally, Irene and Shanton came out talking and laughing.

"Uncle, I'm leaving first. There are more things to do." Eileen said goodbye.

"Go on, kid, don't worry about leaving the ship to me. When the time comes, I, Shan Jia, will also help you defeat Ivan." Shanton said firmly.

Hey, it's time to go. Erin patted the real dragon.

"Are you coming out? If I were a little later, I would be bitten to death by mosquitoes." The real dragon complained.

The two of them rode the Phantom, facing the sunset, on their way back.

Eileen's hands naturally hugged the real dragon's waist from behind, and she shuttled through the jungle...

"I found that not only have you become thick-skinned, but you have also become hypocritical. Are you living too comfortably in school?"

"It's so comfortable. I don't know what Baggio will do when I go back this time."

"Baqiao, that sounds so familiar. Is it that Vulcan?"

"What, you've heard of him?"

"Yes, he is one of the few strong men in mankind."

"Huh, I've let him go for a long time!"

"You have to study and practice hard and don't be lazy. I'm looking forward to your results in two years."

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The next morning, we returned to Podol.

The two said goodbye reluctantly.

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