lord and his dragon

Abel's worst fears still happened.

He tasted the disease from Negrim's mouth, but he didn't know what disease Negrim had.

His master couldn't fall asleep that night, and woke up several times with intermittent coughing, and Abel couldn't sleep either, and both of them looked very bad when they woke up the next morning.

After Negrim and Abel went downstairs, they happened to see four people and a big swordsman sitting around having breakfast in the marginal forest. When they saw Abel, they were stunned for a moment, and the dwarf asked cautiously: "Aibel Bull, how are you?"

Abel nodded hastily, and said to the elf: "The master is sick, take out the water of life and use it."

When Fuma heard this, he immediately looked at Negrim worriedly. His pale face caused him to frown too. He stood up and walked to his room: "Come right back."

The Water of Life spirit has been using it sparingly, and there is still more than half of the bottle left. Abel directly fed Negrim a big sip. The latter frowned, and his face looked better: "The throat doesn't hurt anymore."

Abel looked at him with concern and asked, "Do you still want to cough?"

Just as Nigrim was about to shake his head, an uncontrollable itch suddenly emerged from his throat, and he couldn't help coughing violently again, and the other five people realized that Nigrim's cough The disease is so serious!

The few people who came out of the Boundary Forest also panicked all of a sudden, and the elf stood up straight away and said, "I'm going to see a doctor!"

Negrim hurriedly stopped him and said, "You don't need to go, you can't say anything about my illness, I will send someone else."

Only then did everyone relax. They always had unconditional trust in Negrim. Only Meile looked a little worried. The great swordsman was as sensitive as Abel. He always felt that the lord's illness might not get better so easily.

Indeed, the doctor came quickly, but no one could diagnose what disease Negrim had. They all only said some plausible things, and then tried to prescribe some herbal medicine for Negrim to eat first, indicating that there was something wrong with Negrim. Get better or get worse.

Not to mention Abel, several people in the marginal forest can't accept such a diagnosis. Those herbs are weird, and some of them have side effects of nausea and headache. How can they just eat them casually?

The doctor couldn't help, so Negrim said in a hoarse voice: "This cough has no other effects for the time being except for my sore throat. Don't worry too much. Maybe it's not a serious illness, just catching a cold."

Hearing this, expressions of disapproval appeared on everyone's faces, especially Abel.

He looked at the man who had been silent all this time, and asked with a frown, "Do you know that the master will get sick?"

The centaur had a strange expression on his face. He looked up at Abel, but remained silent without saying anything. After thinking for a long time, he shook his head slightly.

Abel's face suddenly became terrified. He pushed forward and asked, "What does shaking your head mean?"

The patient in Negrim seemed much calmer than Abel. He took a sip of water to moisten his throat and said softly, "Abel, don't do this. Lucy just means he doesn't know."

It's not a hint that Negrim is hopeless. If this is the case, the centaur will definitely not have the current expression.

The centaur didn't confirm what Negrim said, but he didn't deny it either. He just kept silent and didn't even make eye contact with the two of them.

Now everyone can see that there is something wrong with the centaur, and the dwarves and orcs who have the best relationship with him rushed up and asked, "Lu Xi, what's the matter with you, are you okay?"

But the centaur ignored them, neither nodding nor shaking their heads, as if a statue was poking there.

Negrim didn't know what was going on with Lucy, but he could tell that the other party didn't want to communicate with others now, so he simply said, "If you have something to do, you can leave now."

Sure enough, the centaur turned away without saying a word, seeing the orcs and dwarves angrily and anxiously, and chased after them one after the other.

Abel also wanted to chase after him, but was stopped by Negrim. He took another sip of water and said vaguely: "If you go, even if Lucy really has something to say, he won't be able to say it. Stay here."

When Abel heard this, he had no choice but to stop.

Disappointingly, even if Abel didn't catch up, the dwarves and orcs couldn't get any information from the centaur, and they swore angrily that they would never talk to the centaur again, and at the same time, they ran to Nig for the centaur in guilt. Ram apologized.

Negrim didn't blame them. He believed that the centaurs had no reason to harm him. Astrologers like him had reasons for everything, and keeping silent naturally included it.

If the centaur knew what Negrim was thinking, he couldn't help heaving a long sigh.

As expected of the lord of the dragon.

There is indeed a reason for the silence of Sagittarius.

Just like what he once said to Sapiantia, destiny is divided into strong and weak. The former is extremely difficult to change, and some are even described as destined, while the latter will change with slight fluctuations, which is extremely difficult. Easily manipulated.

But in fact, some of the latter cannot be described as weak. The fate of this part can be described as a fork, consisting of two equally strong fates, but the fate at the fork is more chaotic than the weakest fate. To be weak, any change, even a word or an action, may lead fate to a completely different direction.

Some time ago, when the centaurs were divining the fate of Negrim, they discovered that in the near future, Negrim would usher in such a vague and chaotic fate, which involved a person, and any change would make the The future of Negrim is heading in two entirely different directions.

And this future has now come, which is why the centaur remains silent, not because he doesn't want to help Negrim, but because he can't control everything, he doesn't know what he does or what he says will affect the future. Regardless of the impact, rash actions are likely not to save Negrim, but to harm him.

The centaur can only keep silent. Not only will he not communicate with Negrim, he will not have any communication with other people until this fate passes. He must ensure that he is awake enough and calm enough to stay out of the matter, so that Only then would it be possible to help Negrim before everything really went astray.

It is also thanks to Negrim's trust, if Negrim suspects him and suspects him, the soldiers and horses are afraid that they will suffer a lot of grievances.

Ren Ma lived in seclusion and gradually disappeared in front of everyone, but in fact, after a few days, no one cared much about him.

Negrim's hope that he would be cured by just drinking some medicine fell through. His cough gradually became more serious, and everyone became anxious. Abel had to try it every day to feel at ease.

Fortunately for everyone, Negrim's symptoms suddenly stagnated after reaching a certain level of severity. Similarly, unfortunately, no one can cure Negrim's disease.

Although the current situation is no longer worse, it is already quite serious. Negrim is bedridden every day, and everything needs to be taken care of by Abel, who is completely unable to do anything on his own. What should I do when I come to the door?

The people under Negrim began to riot, and some people led by Abel and assisted by the dwarves thought that they should go back to Gaiden when the situation in Negrim was stable, and there was no need to hide the condition of Negrim. You can recruit more capable people and strangers to heal the lord, but some people, led by elves and supplemented by Maile orcs, think they can't go.

Fuma's reason was relatively selfish. He couldn't just leave Anna like this. If they left like this, without the help of Negrim, Marus would definitely try his best to torture Anna and even kill her after marrying her. She, and it's all the fault of the elves, he can't let such a thing happen, not to mention that it is not certain that the king's capital must have no way to save Nigrim. There is a very big difference in the local climate, and it is even more difficult to find the cause when returning to Gaydon.

The reason for the orc and the great swordsman is relatively simple. The orc can smell Negrim's body, which is already very, very bad. He died halfway, and the great swordsman relied on his intuition. His intuition told him that it would be better not to leave.

The two groups of people almost fought, and the furious Abel almost killed the elf. Fortunately, the great swordsman stopped him in time. Abel, who was in a sane state, did not have such terrifying strength, and he was only tied with the great swordsman. Only then did I get another chance to have a good conversation.

After the elf calmed down, he was a little ashamed. After all, his relationship with Anna was his own business. He had no reason to let Negrim take this risk with his life, but he couldn't leave like this. After thinking about it, Fumalow Said: "I still think I should stay, not only because of Anna, but also because I think even if you ask the lord now, he will definitely not want to leave."

Abel's face was so terrible that he looked as if he would have eaten the elf alive.

Is there anyone here who knows his master better than he does?Of course Abel knew that if he asked Negrim, the answer he would get would be not to leave. Negrim has always been like this, but so what?Even if Negrim had to whip him [-] times after recovering, put him in a cage and never see him again, or even banished him and abandoned him—Abel could never tolerate Negrim dying like this.

Seeing that Abel's complexion was not good, and his dark green pupils seemed to shrink into vertical lines, he was afraid that he would go berserk on the spot. At that time, let alone an elf, even he would die, so he hurriedly said: "Calm down, I will I agree with what Fuma said earlier that if you are sick in the capital, you can find the cause in the capital, not to mention that the lord's illness is so strange, I have a hunch that it will be really difficult to go back to Gaiden."

The dwarf said unhappily: "You have never been to Gayden! Do you know that it is difficult to go back?"

Seeing that the dwarf master he had always admired was standing on the opposite side of him, Meile was also very helpless, but he still said: "You seem to be so anxious that you forgot that there is another person in the capital that we have not asked for help. He may have a way."

Abel was taken aback, and immediately realized who he was talking about: "Sapiantia!"

Hearing this name, everyone's eyes lit up immediately.

Sapiantia is the most respected and respected great magician on the mainland today. He is equally famous for his magical attainments because of his erudition. If it were him, he might really know what kind of disease Negrim is suffering from.

The elf closed his eyes and said, "If even Sapiantia doesn't know what the lord's illness is, I agree with you to leave, and I will stay alone to solve everything."

The worst outcome would be that he was arrested after killing Marus and his father. If the capital really had no way to save Negrim, he would still prefer the lord to return to Gaydon.

Abel glanced at him indifferently, ignored his words, but said, "Where is Sapiantia? I'll go find him."

Abel had only heard from Negrim about Sapiantia's friendship with them, but he did not know that he had gone to lift the spell on the king.

But the elf knew it, he frowned and said, "He should be in the palace now."

Abel stood up and said, "I'll go and bring him back."

Meile was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly said: "That's the royal palace! Calm down, Lord Lord's situation is very stable now, we can wait until Sapiantia comes back!"

How could Abel listen to such words, and he didn't think there was anything special about the palace at all, so he just wanted to leave. The other three people from the marginal forest didn't have that much fear of the royal power, so they went to the palace immediately. Surrounded and followed, the great swordsman fell helplessly behind them, wondering how to stop them.

Fortunately, God did not embarrass the poor swordsman. As soon as Abel and the others opened the gate, they were startled by the people blocking the outside.

Sapiantia was also planning to knock on the door. In order to ensure a surprise, he didn't let anyone know. As a result, he was almost slapped on the face by the door panel after a slap, and immediately covered his chest in shock. , Shouted: "What are you doing! Old man, I was almost scared to death!"

Everyone in Abel never expected that Sapiantia, which they had been talking about for a long time, was actually outside their door!Immediately surprised and delighted, they immediately gathered around and carried an old man with a blank face who didn't know what happened into the room.

Sapiantia was still in high spirits at first, and felt that everyone was so enthusiastic about him. He thought he was put on the dining table in the living room to drink tea, but when he passed by the living room, let alone drinking tea, he didn’t even let him sit down. Then I will take him upstairs.

Sapiantia was stunned, and quickly grabbed the handrail of the stairs and refused to leave, shouting: "Wait, wait, what are you doing! Where are you going?!"

The dwarf was dying of anxiety, and shouted: "Quickly let go! Our lord is sick, go and have a look!"

"Ah?!" Sapiantia was also taken aback. He had a good impression of Negrim. He quickly let go and followed the crowd up, asking as he walked, "What's going on? I'm going up." Wasn't he all right before he left? Did you take him to the doctor and pastor?"

"The doctor has seen it, but the pastor hasn't." The elf quickly replied: "The pastor's words are too vague, and the doctor can't see any results. We originally planned to go directly to the palace to fetch you out."

Everyone knows what "receive" means.

The corner of Sapiantia's mouth twitched, and he said, "Then you are too cruel!"

You know, even if it is him, he has never done anything like break into the palace in his life!However, it is understandable for the backbone of the group of Dragon Lords to be anxious.

When Sapiantia arrived at the door of Negrim's room, he remembered and asked, "What about Lucy, why didn't you see Lucy here? Doesn't he know how to cure the dragon lord?"

Hearing the name of the centaur, the orcs and dwarves snorted heavily. Although Negrim told them not to have emotions towards the centaur, and he had his reasons, they still felt that the lord was so sick that the centaur did not show up. It's too much, so I don't want to mention him at all.

The dwarf pushed the great magician into the room and said, "He's fine! You can cure our lord first."

Sapiantia had no choice but to enter the room first.

Negrim was lying on his own bed, his breathing was weak but still steady, his delicate little face was as pale as paper, and the seaweed-like black curly hair was spread on the white pillow, quite a shocking contrast feel.

When Abel saw his master like this, his heart ached to death, his green eyes almost turned into thick black, he went up and knelt by the bed, and softly called: "Master, please wake up, master, the great magician The teacher is here, you'll be fine."

Negrim's crow-like eyelashes trembled, but he really didn't have the strength to open his eyes, and he didn't have the strength to respond, but the frequency of his breathing changed slightly, which almost shattered Abel's entire heart.

The other four people crowded at the door, afraid to go in, and looked inside worriedly.

Sapiantia walked a few steps quickly, and when he saw Negrim's situation, his expression immediately changed, and he cried out: "What's going on?! This is not a disease! This is the curse of disease!"

Everyone was stunned: "What?!"

Sapiantia's face turned ugly for a moment, like a 150-year-old man, he walked up tremblingly, Abel stepped aside quickly, and saw him peeking away from Negrim's eyelids, Smelling the smell in Negrim's mouth again, he said firmly: "There is nothing wrong with this. This is a curse manifested in the form of a disease. It looks like a disease, but in fact it cannot be cured at all. We can only find a way to break it." A curse will do."

Hearing this, Abel said quickly: "Please, please save my master!"

It was the first time that Sapiantia saw Abel. When he came here, Abel was locked in the room by Negrim, but he heard people mention him, so he guessed it right away. Abel's identity.

Sapiantia pursed his lips tightly. He didn't dare to promise Abel, because this curse was really tricky. In fact, it was already a miracle that Negrim was still alive.

Sapiantia looked at the situation of Negrim unwillingly, and he really found something wrong. He turned his head and asked Abel: "When did the dragon lord start to have symptoms? The first sign of a curse should be a very violent cough."

Abel remembered this incident very clearly, and immediately replied: "The night five days ago! The master suddenly started coughing five days ago, and he recovered suddenly after coughing for a while, so I just take this as a It was a small illness, but it became more and more serious later on, the doctors couldn’t diagnose it, so they only told him to drink the medicine for two days, and the owner became bedridden on the night of the third day.”

Sapiantia was taken aback, and said, "You mean the Dragon Lord has been lying on the bed for two days?"

At this time, the orc said in a muffled voice outside the door: "Yes, it's just very strange. In fact, I smelled death from the lord two days ago..."

Everyone cast a stern look at the orc, not allowing him to say such unlucky words, the orc shrank his neck pitifully, but his size was too big, no matter how shrunk he was still so conspicuous.

Abel calmed down and said, "Yes, the master has been lying like this for two days, and the situation has neither worsened nor improved."

Sapiantia's expression suddenly became very strange, and he looked grateful and confused at the same time. He sighed: "Although I don't know why, it is the best situation now, because the original effect of this curse is Constant coughing on the first day, hemoptysis and vomiting of internal organs on the second day, death on the third day..."

Everyone gasped, and Abel was even more frightened, his eyes turned red unconsciously, and he said in a hoarse voice: "Please, my master can't die, he can't die, please Save him!"

Sapiantia nodded solemnly: "I will definitely do my best, bet all my dignity and reputation, and I will find out what's going on."

He warned Abel: "From the very beginning, the situation of the Dragon Lord is much better than that of a normal cursed person. There must be something weakening the effect of the curse. I don't know what that thing is, so don't let it go." If there is any change in the environment around him, don't let him leave this room. Don't change the food, food sources, water and water sources that are usually fed to him, even the clothes he uses or the towels he uses to wipe his body. .”

Abel nodded quickly when he heard this.

Because Negrim's state has not changed, Sapiantia has some confidence and said: "I will go back and look up the ancient books and inform my friends in the Chenxing Kingdom, and I will definitely find a way!"

After finishing speaking, Sapiantia ran out in a hurry, Abel sent him out, and nodded gratefully to them when passing by the elf orc and the great swordsman: "Thank you."

If they hadn't stopped them, Negrim would probably have been taken out of the city by them, let alone Sapiantia, it might have withered like a flower. Thinking of this, Abel couldn't help but feel a little scared.

The three of them didn't mean to blame him. After all, everyone knew that something happened to the lord, and he was the one who was most anxious. It is understandable to be impulsive.

Others and followers sent the great magician away, only Abel stayed in the room.

He returned to the bed, stared at his Master for a while, and leaned forward to taste what was in Negrim's mouth.

He must have confirmed his master's situation every day to feel at ease.