Magical Strategist

If Baggio had not repeatedly warned him not to conflict with the Goddess of Light, the real dragon would have slapped him in the face. He had no choice but to grit his teeth and comfort himself as much as possible: a good man does not fight with a woman, just endure it for a while and it will be over.

Seeing that the dragon was furious, Baggio thought something bad was going to happen, so he quickly excused himself, "Your Excellency the Goddess of Light, Lieyan didn't steal..."

"Did I ask you?" The Goddess of Light harshly rebuked Baggio.

Baggio had a hot temper, but in front of the woman in front of him he became like a well-behaved sheep.

"It is said that blood elves are insidious and cunning in their behavior and have shifty looks, so I want to see them today. Flame, raise your head, I want to see what you look like." The Goddess of Light ordered.

"Blood elves are a noble race, you cannot speak nonsense here!" The real dragon raised his head abruptly, staring at the woman fiercely with eyes that were almost spewing flames.

"Red Hair, didn't I tell you not to..."

Baggio stopped talking halfway. He saw the True Dragon and the Goddess of Light looking at each other in an extremely subtle way.

Time seemed to stop at this moment.

The real dragon just stared at the woman in front of him silently, and she was staring at him with the same gaze.

After a while, the eyes of the goddess of light were red, and her pearly teeth were biting her lower lip tightly. She wanted so much to hold back her tears, but in the end, her tears flowed down one by one like a broken pearl string.

"Ershun!" The woman threw herself into Zhenlong's arms and burst into tears.

"Xiaoya!"

Everything happened so suddenly! So much so that Lei Di and Barak couldn't believe their eyes. They had been with the Goddess of Light for so long, and she had never shed a tear for the sacrifice of her comrades or the pain and suffering. But today, this strong woman cried like a child.

"So you are still alive, you idiot! Idiot!" Feiya cried loudly while punching the real dragon.

"I'm just standing here quietly. Come on, stop crying. Aren't you afraid of being laughed at if you, the great Goddess of Light, cry like this?" The real dragon comforted gently.

Feiya wiped her tears, raised her head, looked at Zhenlong's face with tears in her eyes, then stretched out her jade hand and gently stroked Zhenlong's eyes, nose, and lips... She didn't care what the people around her thought of her or how they evaluated her, she still did what she wanted to do.

"Our goddess can actually cry, haha, it's really rare." Barak said.

"There's nothing strange about it, all women are the same. What surprised me more than this is that the strength of the Lil True Dragon is far beyond my expectations." Thunder Emperor said.

"You don't want to fight him, do you?" Barak asked.

"If there is a chance, I really want to fight him." It seems that Thunder Emperor is still obsessed with losing to True Dragon in the Sky League two years ago.

About ten minutes later, Feiya finally calmed down from her excitement. "Er Shun, it's great to meet you. Come, let me introduce you." As he said that, he took Zhenlong's hand and walked in front of Lei Di and Barak. "This is the deputy leader of the Light Group, Sabu Roche. People call him Lei Di. He is a very powerful lightning magician. This is the assistant to the deputy leader, William Barak, the son of the William family, and an earth magician."

Needless to say, Zhenlong knew these two men, but he still politely clasped his fists and said, "Nice to meet you!"

"Okay, okay, brother Lille, why are you so polite? It's not the first day we've known each other." Baraka said with a smile.

"A Guang, long time no see." Zhen Long also said with a smile. A Guang is Barak's nickname because he has a bald head.

However, Thunder Emperor felt a little uncomfortable. He was not the kind of person who liked to laugh. Seeing his stern face, he said to the real dragon coldly: "Lil Real Dragon, sooner or later I will make you admit defeat with conviction."

True Dragon guessed that the Thunder Emperor must be brooding over the defeat that year, so he responded: "The Thunder Emperor's magical power is varied and unfathomable. I am definitely not your opponent. Please forgive me and don't hold it against me."

"Huh, are you being modest or arrogant?"

Seeing the tension in the conversation between the two, Feiya quickly jumped out and said, "Hey, Luo Qi, control your temper. Er Shun is one of us from today on. If you provoke me again, don't blame me for being rude."

"Hmph!" Thunder Emperor snorted coldly and swept his murderous eyes over the real dragon.

"That's just his temper. Don't take it personally." Feiya said to Zhenlong with a smile.

"No, Your Excellency Thunder Emperor is my most respected opponent." Zhenlong said against his conscience.

"By the way, I want to ask you something. Why is that forbidden book in your hands? Because this is not a simple theft. It may involve a big conspiracy, so I need your help."

The real dragon took a deep breath and began to narrate: "That day..."

Zhenlong explained in detail what happened after arriving in Yuxiang Town.

"Didn't you see his appearance clearly?" Feiya asked.

The real dragon shook his head and said, "No, but I saw the word "dark" on them."

As for the Dark People, they are a killer organization carefully cultivated by the Qingshui family. They select elite talents from all over the world and train and brainwash them, and eventually turn these elites into ferocious killing weapons. But the two thieves that Zhenlong encountered were really not weak. Do you mean that the suspects are likely to be from the Qingshui family? "Feiya asked again.

"Ah."

"It's them again! The Shimizu family has been very active recently. Pirogue said not long ago that they will make bigger moves within a month. Uncle Baggio, please take me to check the memory images of that time. We can only determine whether they are Shimizu's people after seeing the images." Fia suggested.

Under Baggio's leadership, Fia and others went to the restricted area and checked the images captured by the Eye of Memory.

This was the second time that Zhenlong had watched these scenes, but this time he had a new discovery: There were two masked men in the scene, one of whom was the "dark man" that Zhenlong had threatened, but the other seemed to be wearing a collar around his neck. In Zhenlong's impression, only slaves who had fallen to the level of nobles would be forced to wear collars. Among the eight great nobles of mankind, only one would treat their subordinates in this way, and that was the slave trading center - the Fujiwara family. It seemed that the two thieves came from two major families: the Shimizu family and the Fujiwara family.

"On the surface, Shimizu and Fujiwara do not interfere with each other, but they are secretly colluding with each other. Most of the members of the secret army are purchased from the Fujiwara family, and Fujiwara can make a lot of profit from it. But why did Shimizu go to so much trouble to steal the banned book?" Feiya frowned and thought.