Magical Strategist

"Dragon!" Pirro shouted, and rushed to his brother in two steps. He opened his arms without hesitation and hugged the real dragon that had been "missing" for a long time.

"For two whole years, there has been no news from you. Do you know how worried I was about you?" His voice seemed a little choked. Men don't shed tears easily, but he shed tears of excitement.

Zhenlong felt his nose sour and his eyes warmed up. He didn't know what words to use to express his feelings at the moment, but just hugged his brother tightly with all his strength.

In the storm, the two brothers hugged each other tightly...

No matter how strong the wind is or how heavy the rain is, it cannot shake the friendship between the two brothers.

At this time, Baggio, who was not far away, already knew Lieyan's identity. A smile that was rarely seen in a century appeared on his serious face, like a flower blooming on an iron tree. He was a little dissatisfied with losing to Lieyan at first, but after learning that the one who defeated him was the "Red Hair" of the past, he was convinced and sighed: "The disciple is better than the master. Whether it is Soul Eater or Lieyan, they have become extraordinary figures in the blink of an eye. Your teacher is happy for you..."

It's a joy to meet again after a long separation.

That night, at a high-end tavern called "Tianyuan Difang", the master and his apprentice drank together and talked about everything.

Zhenlong told about his experiences in the past two years, and Baggio and Pirlo praised him. Pirlo had also experienced a lot. He had no intention of becoming the deputy leader, but because of the recent political turmoil and the intention of several dark forces to rebel, he had to return to politics. There was no need to say much about Baggio. The war between humans and beasts was over, and the days without fighting were boring. Today, thanks to Zhenlong's fight with him, he felt much better.

The drinking lasted until late at night, and in the end the three of them were so drunk that they could hardly walk.

It was closing time, and the owner of the tavern was helpless with these three drunken customers. He couldn't get rid of them, for fear of offending one of them. There was no other way, because they were all well-known figures, including the chief instructor, the deputy leader, and Lieyan.

Finally, Instructor Kelly arranged accommodation for Zhenlong and the others, and called several strong guards to carry Zhenlong and the others to the bed one by one. The next day, Piro hurriedly said goodbye, as there were too many official matters waiting for him to deal with. They had just met and had to separate again, which made them more or less reluctant. Before leaving, Piro told Zhenlong that he would let the leader of the Light Corps personally handle the case of Lieyan stealing the forbidden book, and that if he encountered any difficulties in the future, he could go to the Middle-earth Hall to find him. After some instructions, Piro reluctantly said goodbye.

The real dragon came to Podor to clarify the misunderstanding of "Flame stealing the book".

Led by Baggio, the master and his apprentice came to the northern area of ​​Xixiu Mountain, which is the forbidden area of ​​​​Bodor, and called up the image of the memory eye installed in the forbidden area of ​​​​Bodor. The soldiers guarding the forbidden area compared the real dragon with the two thieves in the image, and finally ruled out the possibility of the real dragon committing the crime on the spot.

The misunderstanding was cleared up, and the heavy stone on my chest finally fell. Next, I just have to wait for the leader of the Light Corps to make the final judgment. Is this the level of the case-handling ability of the first knight order of mankind? It is too hasty to judge the real dragon as a criminal just because he has the stolen book in his hand. The real dragon thought, I have to give the goddess of light a good advice when she comes.

For the next period of time, Zhenlong stayed in Podor as a VIP and had nothing to do. During the day, he sparred with Baggio in the special training hall, destroying the roof of the training ground again and again. At night, he discussed literature with Kelly, who said that Zhenlong's knowledge had reached the level of a poet.

On the weekend, Kelly led me to the "Hall of Fame" in Tianyuanfang to see my own statue. Among more than 50 crystal statues, only the real dragon and Pirro's were the most dazzling. The crystals were inlaid with dazzling gold, because only these two people had won the double championship of the Bordeaux Tournament and the Sky League.

At this time, students came one after another to offer flowers to the real dragon statue. Seeing this, I felt elated.

Time passed quickly, and ten days passed in the blink of an eye. This morning, Zhenlong was sparring with Baggio as usual, and the sound of fierce fighting could be heard in the special training hall. Just as the two were fighting, a guard ran over panting.

"Report to Chief Instructor Huo, the Goddess of Light is visiting."

Baggio retracted his golden fighting spirit and said, "Got it. Let her wait in the conference room for a while. Red Hair and I, no, Lieyan and I will be there soon."

"Yes!" The soldier saluted and turned to leave.

After the guards left, Baggio warned, "Red Hair, I know you have a lot of complaints about the Light Group. You must not get angry and have any conflicts with them, especially the Goddess of Light. You must not conflict with her, otherwise I can't help you."

A man like Baggio who is fearless is somewhat afraid of the Light Group. It seems that the Light Group is really powerful. Zhenlong replied: "You have repeated this sentence four times. Don't worry, I will remain calm."

Just as the master and the apprentice were about to leave for the meeting room, a shrill female voice came from outside the training hall:

"Old Fire God, you are so generous. You made us wait for more than half an hour, but you are just chatting and talking nonsense here. How many hours?"

Upon hearing the sound, the master and disciple hurriedly straightened their clothes, wiped the dust off their faces, and then strode outside.

There were three people from the Light Corps standing guard, two men and one woman, with the same white armband tied on their right arms. These three were all high-ranking members of the Light Corps, the woman was the Goddess of Light, and the men were the deputy leader, Lei Di, and the other was the deputy leader's assistant, Barak.

"We respectfully welcome the Lady Goddess of Light!" Baggio bowed in a very pretentious manner. While bowing, Baggio gave the real dragon a look, signaling the real dragon to do the same.

There was nothing he could do, since he was so powerful, Zhenlong had to follow suit. He never thought that his arrogant master would actually bend down to a woman.

"Uncle Baggio, there's no need to perform such a big ceremony. We are all the younger generation, and it is the younger generation that should bow to the elder generation. Please stand up, uncle." The goddess said with a smile.

Seeing the master stand up straight, the real dragon also straightened up. Unexpectedly, the goddess of light roared at the top of her voice: "I only allow Baggio to stand up, are you also an elder?"

The dragon was forced to bend down again under the opponent's might. He cursed in his heart: Is this the legendary goddess of light? I think it's more appropriate to call her the tigress of light.

The goddess of light, her aqua green dress fluttering, walked lightly to the front of the dragon. Then she said in an extremely arrogant tone: "This must be Lieyan, right? I have heard a little about your deeds. You can be called a hero. If you are a hero, why would you do such a dirty thing as stealing?"

It would have been fine if he hadn't said this, but once he said it, the True Dragon got so angry that he wanted to straighten his back and spit on the woman's face. However, when the True Dragon tried to exert force with his waist, he was pressed down by the woman's jade hand.

"Did I allow you to stand up? Oh, what? You still want to resist? Do you think this is the blood elf continent? This is Podor, the territory of humans, you can't be so presumptuous. Why are your arms so stiff? Are you not convinced? Want to fight?" The goddess of light said while twisting the real dragon's arm.