Magical Strategist

The blond boy walked proudly leading a white horse.

Like its owner, the white horse held its head high and its chest high, with a proud posture and walked gracefully. The white horse's eyes were even worse, squinting and looking down on the heroes.

"Does a mere horse dare to be so arrogant and domineering, looking down on me?" It's really a horse that deserves a beating.

"I didn't expect you to be able to recite poetry at such a young age, that's amazing." The blond boy praised.

The real dragon replied humbly: "Just kidding, I was just joking."

The blond boy extended his hand in a friendly manner and introduced himself: "My name is Andrew Parker. Nice to meet you."

"My name is Lille True Dragon." True Dragon also extended his hand, and they shook hands and became acquainted.

But when the real dragon touched Parker's palm, he vaguely felt that there was a strong magic power in the blond boy's body. This is clearly the hand of a magician, but his weapon is a sword.

Through the handshake, Parker realized that Zhenlong was not an ordinary literary young man. He also had a strong magic power in his body, at least as strong as Yin Dou Qi. "Are you a magician?"

The real dragon nodded and continued: "Are you a swordsman?"

"No, I am a magician just like you." Parker said.

"But your sword..."

Parker guessed what the real dragon wanted to ask, and rushed to say: "This "Insect Sword" is not an ordinary physical attack weapon, but a magic sword. It can provide a protective cover for the holder during battle, reducing the risk of Magical damage taken by the bearer."

"I see."

The Insect Sword is the same as Lina's dagger "Earth God". It looks like a physical attack weapon but is actually a magic weapon.

Parker then asked: "Mr. Lear, you also came to Mago Mountain to pick Linzhi?"

The real dragon is here to inspect the battlefield, and there will be an earth-shattering decisive battle in Mago Mountain three days later. It's just that Zhenlong hasn't figured out the details of this young man who is similar to himself. For safety reasons, Zhenlong didn't tell the truth. He replied: "No, I was just passing by."

Parker is an arrogant and unruly person, and there are only a handful of people who can look him in the eyes. If it hadn't been for the help of Zhenlong just now, he must have knocked down the guys in the ramen shop and then been captured by the comrades of the security department.

If he just helps to pay for a meal, Parker will naturally not take it seriously. At worst, he will pay it back dozens of times in the future. Parker has always admired literary artists, and Zhenlong's poem, which has a pastoral style, interests him very much.

In the entire human race, most people are pursuing martial arts, and only a few are engaged in literature and art, because in this era, hard fists are the last word. It just so happened that Parker also loved literature, music, and philosophy, so he met this man who was similar in age to him and shared the same hobbies.

Parker looked around and said, "Are you familiar with this area? I want to pick some Ganoderma lucidum from Mago Mountain and go home. Isn't it convenient for you to lead the way? Don't worry, I will give you ten gold coins as a reward for your hard work."

Can you earn ten gold just by leading the way? Zhenlong really wanted to make this money, but the key was that he didn't have the ability. He shook his head helplessly and said, "Sorry, I'm not a local."

Parker said: "It doesn't matter, how about we go together?" After that, he found a thick tree stump and tied the horse.

The real dragon came to Mago Mountain for no other purpose than to survey the terrain. Anyway, it was still too early to apply medicine to the wound, so it was better to accompany this young man to collect Ganoderma lucidum.

Ganoderma lucidum is a valuable herbal medicine, mainly used to treat fatigue, cough, asthma, insomnia, indigestion, delay aging, and strengthen the body. There are two types: red Ganoderma lucidum and purple Ganoderma lucidum. Among them, purple Ganoderma lucidum is the top grade, rarer and more precious than red Ganoderma lucidum. Mago Mountain has a mild climate and fertile soil, which is suitable for the growth of wild purple Ganoderma lucidum.

The two young men walked along the mountain road to the top of the mountain. Because Ganoderma lucidum is not a plant, it cannot photosynthesize itself and can only survive with the help of trees. As Parker walked, he kept an eye out for Ganoderma lucidum at the roots of the trees.

How could they easily pick up the rare wild purple Ganoderma lucidum? The two of them started looking from the middle of the mountain to the top of the mountain, but couldn't find even a shadow of the Ganoderma lucidum.

Parker complained patiently: "I came all the way to Mago Mountain to collect wild purple Ganoderma lucidum, I won't just come back in vain."

Zhenlong comforted him: "Don't worry, you can go to the ridge to look for it. Generally, the ridge area is more suitable for the growth of Ganoderma lucidum."

"Really? Let's go then." Parker said.

The ridge of Mago Mountain is not steep, at best it is just a sloped mountain road.

The real dragon suddenly hesitated. There were still two hours left before the wound dressing was changed. If he wandered around the ridge again, he would not be able to get to the hospital on time. The doctor repeatedly warned that the wound medicine should be replaced in time, otherwise it would affect the recovery of the injury.

Although there are no snakes, scorpions or ferocious beasts in Mago Mountain, it does not rule out that it is not dangerous. Parker is not familiar with the place and it is not convenient to go there alone. Seeing the real dragon's hesitation, Parker said, "What's wrong? How about my reward of twenty gold coins?"

Zhenlong shook his head and said, "It's not about money."

Parker thought about it for a while. When he was walking with the real dragon, his movements were a little stiff, and there was a faint smell of medical alcohol wafting from his body. Parker finally realized and said: "Are you injured?"

Zhenlong nodded and said, "I'm so sorry. I have to rush back to the hospital to change my dressing before 12 noon, so I have to excuse myself."

Originally full of curiosity, Parker looked a little disappointed when he heard what the real dragon said. The real dragon's pale face undoubtedly revealed a serious injury. Parker sighed and said, "Well, I can buy the purple lingzhi with money. Besides, this trip is just for sightseeing. Come on, I'll take you to the hospital."

The real dragon is not a young man, so there is no need for others to escort him. He quickly said: "No, I can do it myself..."

Salsa salsa…

Shhh!

somebody is coming? ! !

Parker gestured to the real dragon not to make any noise. See him closing his eyes slightly as if listening.

The real dragon concentrated, and the bushes not far from him caught his attention. He and Parker looked at each other, and they tiptoed quietly as they approached the bushes.

No one knows what is in the bushes. Could it be a beast like a ghost wolf or a magic spider? The real dragon didn't dare to think about it. Once he was bitten by a snake, he was afraid of the well rope for ten years. He swore that he never wanted to meet the ghost wolf again in his life.

The two of them ducked into the bushes, then carefully pushed aside the grass...

Zhenlong took a closer look and saw a person sleeping in the bushes.

The man was naked from the waist up, his head covered with a straw hat, and his two thick arms were naturally crossed on his chest.

"Run!" The real dragon suddenly shouted, took Parker's arm, and ran away.

It's an orc!

They are orcs that are a hundred times more terrifying than ghost wolves and demon spiders!

Parker looked embarrassed, why was he running away!

Forget about running, the two men ran hand in hand, so passionate and passionate.

"Liel, where are we going? Also, can you let go of your hand? I'm a serious man and don't have that kind of hobby." Parker blushed, feeling a little shy. Very different indeed.

Lille didn't explain and continued running down the mountain. The trees in front of me were retreating rapidly, and the wind was whistling in my ears.

Who did the real dragon see? In addition to the sleeping orcs, what he saw at that time was a gleaming sword. The real dragon recognized this sword and had only one thought in his mind - escape!