lord and his dragon

The little centaur cried and called his mother's name, and tried to kick Abel with his hind hoof, but of course it didn't work, his mother didn't respond, and Abel easily pushed the little centaur to his knees On the ground, he covered his mouth again under Negrim's gesture.

Negrim glanced at the centaur in front of him, and unsurprisingly found a slight change in the expression on his face.

"Since you have decided to die, it doesn't matter if I take this cub away?"

Centaur's throat rolled, but finally he couldn't speak.

Negrim sneered, and said: "What are you pretending about now? Even if he stays here, how will the end be better? He will either become a walking dead like you, or watch My mother and clansmen became the food in the mouths of monsters, and after you all died, why would he survive in the marginal forest?"

Negrim said expressionlessly: "Being taken away by me, even if it becomes a pet of a human noble outside, and is used as a beast, at least there is food and drink, and you can live your life in peace, isn't it good?"

The expression on the centaur's face began to change. He couldn't help looking at Negrim, but his mouth was still tightly closed and he didn't speak.

Seeing this, Negrim was a little disappointed, but more impatient. He didn't want to talk anymore, so he simply said directly and clearly: "You know my purpose is just to let you speak, if words can't move you , I'll do it right away."

After finishing speaking, he ignored the people who hadn't reacted yet, and directly ordered to Abel: "Break off the two front legs of this little horse."

Abel didn't have the slightest sympathy for the little centaur. After hearing Negrim's order, he directly lifted the screaming and struggling little centaur, and reached out to grab his front legs. The standing centaur finally realized when Abel grasped the little centaur's thin joints and exclaimed, "No!"

Negrim also said slowly: "Stop."

Hearing this, Abel withdrew his hand again, put down the frightened and crying little centaur, and followed Negrim to look at the adult horse in front of him.

The latter stared at them blankly for a while, finally sighed as if giving up, and said, "I really wish I could be as numb as everyone else, so I don't have to make such a difficult choice."

Negrim looked at him coldly.

Centaur raised his face, gave him a weary smile, and said, "Leave that child alone, I will tell you everything."

He looked up again at the quiet people and horses around him, and said in a low voice, "Please follow me to a more secluded place."

After finishing speaking, he spread his legs and walked slowly in one direction. Seeing this, Negrim followed immediately, and Abel also let go of the little centaur's hand, without even looking at how the other party rushed towards him. The unresponsive mother followed her master step by step.

They stopped not far from the place where the centaur lived, and the centaur nodded towards Negrim and the others, seeming to have escaped from the numb atmosphere a lot, he said softly: "Excuse me, maybe I should Let me introduce myself first, my name is Jazz."

Negrim glanced at him, and didn't intend to hide anything, and said directly, "Nigrim, the pseudonym he uses now is Alba."

Seeing this, Abel also reported his name.

Yates obviously didn't expect that Negrim would use a fake name, so he couldn't help being stunned for a moment, and then said: "Thank you for your trust, so now it's time for me to tell you the truth."

Like the elves, the centaurs live in the dense forest of the marginal forest. They have a large territory. Although they don't always gather together like other races, they don't live in a certain area, but their lives are quite peaceful. law.

As everyone knows, Sagittarius is good at divination—in fact, it can’t be described as good at it. To be precise, stargazing is the most important part of every Sagittarius’ life. The galaxy at night is their belief. They will observe the astrology to seek good luck and avoid bad luck, and decide the direction of migration the next day.

Everything was going well until the accident happened two months ago.

"We can't see the stars anymore," said Yates.

Negrim frowned and said, "Can't see the stars?"

Yates nodded and said, "Yes, the night sky has become dark. It's not that the clouds cover the stars, but they disappear from our eyes."

The stars disappeared for about a week. When the centaurs began to be restless and even chaotic, some of the stars reappeared. However, when seeing these stars clearly, the centaurs would rather they had never appeared——in the eyes of all the centaurs It is the same night sky, and every star in this night sky portends death and disaster.

Maybe this matter doesn't matter at all to other races, it's just a few stars, what's the fuss about?But in the eyes of people who deeply believe in astrological prophecies, this is a major event that is so serious that it will affect the survival of the entire ethnic group.

It's not that they don't want to survive. In fact, if only the stars disappear, most people can struggle and gradually get rid of their dependence on the stars as time goes by, but the evil star hanging above their heads every day is like Some kind of curse, they tried to resist, but it was a mental pressure, and it was too difficult to eradicate the influence of belief on the mind.

Every night, as long as they look up, they can see their beliefs telling them that you should die, every day is like this, the centaurs are struggling again and again, and after trying again and again, they are still unable to compete with it and gradually become numb , and even thought that it was time for him to accept his fate calmly.

Yates sighed wearily, and said: "The cubs are not affected because they haven't been taught how to astrology, and they don't know how to observe astrology, but I was affected because I was born with a slow perception of divination." Relatively lower."

But this relatively low impact only made Yates more aware of external emotions. In fact, he also believed that death was a destiny that must be met, otherwise he would not have been rescued from the claws of the demon bear by Negrim and the others. .

Negrim didn't expect things to be like this. Although he couldn't feel the oppression brought about by the changes in the astrology, just like what Yezz said, the centaur didn't want to live, but suffered from irresistible mental devastation. It will become like this, in fact, no one can blame them.

Negrim pondered for a moment, then asked, "Do you know what caused this to happen?"

Yates shook his head and said, "If I knew, I would have searched for a solution before this."

Negrim frowned, thought for a moment, and said, "Although I don't know how to watch stars, at least in my eyes, the night sky is different every night, so it should be that you collectively saw the wrong stars. This situation can only be caused by some kind of curse, have you come into contact with something similar?"

Yates thought for a while, then shook his head again, and said, "This part of the ethnic group I belong to has not touched any items that may trigger the curse, but the centaurs live in scattered small tribes, so I don't know if other ethnic groups have touched something."

Negrim's brows frowned even tighter, so the clues were cut off, and Yezzy couldn't contact the other centaur groups, and the time left by the centaurs who died one after another was far from enough for them to slow down. Find the past slowly.

It is almost impossible to find the group of people who triggered the curse, and figure out what caused the curse.

Yates didn't seem to think there was any solution, he sighed and said, "I also firmly believed that death was the only way to escape, but after talking with you, I started to struggle again." idea……"

With a painful expression on his face, he said: "But I really can't solve this matter. I'm afraid that as soon as you leave, I will become the same walking dead before."

Negrim was silent, as if he was thinking about something, but did not speak.

Yezz closed his eyes, then looked at Negrim pleadingly, and said, "I don't think I can resist fate anymore, but I know you are a good human being, Eevee, that kid just now, he is still young , there is no reason to follow our group of hopeless guys to die, if you can, please take him away, even if you really go to the human world to be a pet... as long as you can live."

Hearing this, Negrim came back to his senses, glanced at him, frowned and said, "I just wanted to force you to speak up. I didn't plan to raise a man or horse, and I didn't have the time to help you raise your children."

When Yates heard this, he couldn't help but see a trace of despair in his eyes.

However, when Yates was thinking about how to persuade Negrim, he didn't expect the other party to continue: "I'm going to settle this matter, you stay here well, make sure no one will die, and protect you That cub, if you have spare energy, you can try to gather other groups of centaurs you meet."

Yates almost thought he didn't hear what Negrim was saying. He was taken aback for a moment, and then he cried out, "Are you going to lift this curse?!"

Negrim didn't have time to talk to him, so he responded and turned to leave.

Yates subconsciously followed him for a few steps, and asked again: "Can you save us?"

But soon, he realized that this is not a promise that can be easily given. Why should he put pressure on others if he can't even do it himself?

Just when Yates came to his senses and wanted to apologize, Nigrim said without looking back, "I can."

"Anyway, I'll take care of everything."

Yates couldn't help being stunned for a long time, and murmured: "You... But this matter has nothing to do with you..."

Negrim's footsteps stopped, he turned around, looked at Yates with dissatisfaction, frowned and said, "Who told you that this matter has nothing to do with me?"

The centaur was stunned for a moment, not understanding what Negrim meant.

Negrim sneered, and stood up straight. A gust of wind blew by, and a beam of sunlight penetrated through the gaps between the branches and leaves, and was shining into his dark eyes, as if the dawn was about to appear in the polar night.

He looked at the people and horses, and said in a steady and firm voice, "I am Negrim Hugh Nuoding, the patriarch of the Hugh Nuoding family, the earl of the Golden Feather Kingdom, and the lord of the Marginal Forest—everything you worry about, I will take care of you." Solve it, because this is my territory, and you are my people."

"Don't worry about fate anymore," he said, "Because everything is about to be taken over by me, all you need to do is wait quietly under my protection."