Magical Strategist

"I'm sorry, I've been thinking about how to tell you the truth. I know it will be hard for you when you learn the truth. But this is the fact. Sarah Melancholy has signed a contract with me. Before I die, it will be the only one. Accept me as your master." Zhenlong said a little guiltily.

Erin's face was expressionless and her eyes were dull.

"I will write to you the blood curse as soon as possible, and then tell you the secret to the advanced level. I believe that with your talent, you can learn it in less than two years. However, you have to promise not to pass it on to the second person, because that person and I are There was an agreement." Zhenlong continued.

"Are you still the real dragon of Lille two years ago?" Erin asked suddenly.

"of course!"

"But you are already estranged from me, and you no longer talk about everything like before." Irene said.

"Maybe, but don't worry, I have not forgotten my original intention of helping you defeat Ivan."

"I'm not referring to this! I mean, do you still have me in your heart?" A different ripple suddenly appeared in Irene's bright eyes. When she looked up and stared at the real dragon, the whole world fell silent.

"Have!"

"I hope so. When the battle is over, I will give you an explanation." Irene pointed slightly.

Of course the real dragon understands. He once made a bold confession, but was thrown cold water on him.

Eileen glanced at the Moon Love Umbrella and said: "Since the new owner is you, I have no objection. Just keep it for me from now on and inherit the will of the Mora clan."

"Really? Are you really willing to give up? Are you not angry?"

"Do you want me to kill you and take it back?"

"Patriarch, spare your life! Don't kill me!"

"Huh~ Also, there is no need to mention the blood curse from now on. Let it disappear completely. As long as the blood curse is there, the conquest and plunder in the clan will not stop. I don't need you to write it down. I don't mean it at all. I was just surprised that something that had been missing for so long suddenly appeared," Erin said.

"As ordered."

Erin finally smiled brightly. She patted the real dragon on the shoulder and said, "Will you go on a long trip with me tomorrow?"

"The war is about to begin. It would be inappropriate to travel far away at this time." Zhenlong suggested.

"No, it's because the war is about to start that I went to ask the great elders of the Mora tribe for instructions." Irene explained. "Ugh, blame me, I didn't mention this to you. It's like this. According to the system of our Mora clan, the clan leader is the supreme commander, but there are five others above the clan leader who weigh in on major matters such as killings, wars, and successions. Elder, before launching a war, you must consult the great elders and listen to their opinions. This is the clan rule left by my great-grandfather. Because they were all heroes of the Mora tribe, my grandfather gave them special treatment."

"There is such a thing, then where are they?" Zhenlong asked in surprise.

Erin looked a little naughty, raised three fingers and said: "It's not far, only three days away."

The real dragon frowned and reminded: "There are still twelve days until the Sun Festival. Will we be pressed for time? What if..."

"Shut up, shut up. Just say whether you want to go or not. If you don't agree, I'll ask Bai Fei to accompany me." Irene pretended to be angry.

"I'm not worried about that guy." True Dragon agreed.

"Then you can stop your practice tonight and set off early tomorrow morning."

"Okay, got it."

"Let's go back." Irene took the real dragon back to Wisteria Palace.

After returning home, Zhenlong packed up some necessities, washed up and went to bed early.

Early the next morning, the two set off on the Phantom together.

The destination is the "Gojano Giant Tree" located a thousand kilometers south of Yuna City. It is not far away in fact, and it only takes three days at Phantom's speed.

Along the way, Irene kept telling things about the great elder.

According to Eileen's description, the five great elders of the Mora tribe are all over 200 years old. Most people don't dare to provoke them casually.

Under the worship of the Mora tribe, they enjoyed prosperity and wealth and lived a life free from the world. The people also respected and loved them as "gods".

What have they really done for the race? The answer is nothing has been done. They only tell visitors what they need to pay attention to with their mouths. And will not take responsibility for his words and deeds.

Erin was helpless about this. If it weren't for the clan rules left by her ancestors, she would really want to abolish the position of great elder. Because the Mora tribe does not need "theism".

Three days later Goiano arrived.

It is a relatively small tree. The diameter is less than 100 meters and the height is only over 300 meters. The palace buildings on the trees can be seen with the naked eye.

The real dragon and Irene revealed their identities to the guards under the tree. The guards saluted vigorously and then let him go.

The two entered the upper level through the teleportation array. This luxurious palace is the residence of the fifth elder.

"It's really grand, much more grand than our Wisteria Palace." The real dragon sighed as he looked up at the towering palace.

"Of course, the annual income of the five of them is not what we imagined." Irene replied.

At this time, the elder's disciples came over. She is a young female blood elf who is quite beautiful. "Dear patriarch, welcome to your arrival."

"You're welcome." Irene said as she handed the sack of gold and silver she brought to the female disciple.

The female disciple greedily accepted the heavy sack. She smiled even brighter and said: "You two, please remove your weapons and take a bath, change your clothes and wait in the inner hall."

"Can't bring weapons? What else is bathing and purifying?" asked the real dragon.

"It's just taking a shower. These are the rules. Just listen to them." Irene replied.

oh. The real dragon nodded.

"You two, please come with me." The female disciple took Erin and the two to the indoor hot spring next door.

The pool is not big and the water temperature is just right. The real dragon took off his clothes and jumped into the pool.

The indoor space is not large, but it is full of water vapor, and the real dragon takes a bath comfortably. To be honest, I have never felt so comfortable taking a bath since arriving in the Blood Elf Continent.

In the haze, the door opposite the other end of the pool opened, and Irene walked in. Due to the thick fog, I couldn't see clearly, but it was more suffocating than seeing clearly.

Mixed bathing? The real dragon was shocked.

"What are you looking at? Turn around!" Erin on the other end said fiercely.

"I haven't seen it yet." Zhenlong replied hurriedly. "I can't see clearly even if I want to."

Erin snorted, then stretched out her hand to wet her body, enjoying the comfortable feeling. In the haze, slender arms and white shoulders were vaguely visible.

"This hot spring is naturally formed and can wash away the fatigue on the body. It's a pity that such a good thing fell into their hands." Irene complained while taking a bath.

"Oh... this... that, it would be better if it could be clearer." The real dragon's dull eyes stared at Irene ten meters away. It's like admiring a wonderful painting.

Irene was furious, picked up the toiletries in her hand and hit the real dragon on the head.

"Ah! It hurts!" The real dragon took a hard blow. The top of my head instantly swelled up.

"Get out! Get out quickly!" Irene shouted angrily.

"Okay, okay..." Zhenlong was finally kicked out of the bathroom.