Rebirth Lives Up to the Stars

Six days later, I met what Bernard called "the big guy."

It was a huge black dragon, as tall as Barron's church, with sharp fangs growing in its mouth.

The women in the mercenary company are a little scared, but us rough guys... still think it's cool.

——I didn't mean to use such an old-fashioned word to describe it, but because I was so shocked that I couldn't find any other suitable words for a while.

The man who drives this dragon is an old Thunder fighter named Arnold.It is said that he is the last person on the mainland who has the blood of a dragon and can control it.

The fighters in the regiment admired Arnold very much, and of course... envied him.After all, the magic on the mainland is booming now, but the fighting spirit is declining day by day, and the blood of a giant dragon like this is no longer inherited, which may be a signal that the fighters are about to die out.

I think, I can probably understand why in the previous life, fighters can only become legends recorded in books.

Arnold has a good relationship with the dragon, and the ferocious dragon is as docile as a sheep in front of him.Under his command, we all sat on the fixed positions on the dragon's back, and then, just listening to his strange cry, the dragon rose into the air.

We follow the dragon through the clouds, the wind whistling in our ears.Soon, Dean Pei Ji who was waving at us on the ground turned into black spots the size of wheat grains.

Of course, there was not only the sound of the wind, but also the screams of the fighters who were startled.

It is also the first time for me to reach this height. Compared with fear, it is more of a feeling of excitement.

So exciting.

It makes people have the urge to shout.

As I was looking out, my hand was suddenly held by someone.I turned around and met Bena's searching gaze.

"What's wrong?" I asked him with a smile.

He also pulled out a smile, then shook his head silently, and took his hand back.

I felt my palms were slightly wet, and looked at the overly quiet Bena, and suddenly understood something.

"It's the first time I've reached such a height." I approached him and said to him.

Bernard's ears trembled, and then he turned his face slightly, looking at me with his bright eyes, as if waiting for me to continue talking.

I saw that other fighters were playing and chatting, so I reached out and took Bena's hand.

He froze for a moment, looking at me puzzled.

I grinned: "The wind is too strong, it's a bit cold."

As soon as he heard it, he raised his hand and was about to take off his coat, which startled me, and quickly pulled his hand away, then put it close to his ear, and said softly: "Hey, don't be afraid."

The wheat-colored skin on Bena's neck soon became slightly blush, but his face was still expressionless. He held my hand back and said in a stiff voice, "Hahahaha, the wind is too strong, what did you just say, Keluo? ?”

This dry laugh is really ugly.

However, I don't want to expose his fear of heights. In front of others, I always have to take into account his "Head of the Warblade Mercenary Group" face.

"I said, I want to eat the Berkshire beans you made."

When Bernard heard me say this, he stopped his ugly laughter. He blinked, and there seemed to be some emotion in his eyes.

"Kolo, come back from Long Island, can you accompany me to a place?"

go somewhere?Actually... I also want Bena to accompany me to a place, to the Pantheon Orphanage.

After doing that kind of thing to him, and getting along with him without any scruples for a long time, even if I was "forced" to be responsible at the beginning, but now... I have to admit that I am really enjoying this kind of relationship with Bernard. Overly intimate, I think, I seem to have basically accepted the fact that he's going to be my next life.

And my secret, my real name, and the past buried with memory, I want to tell him one by one.

—Of course...after I found out the cause of the sudden fire in the orphanage.

"...Colo?"

I was engrossed in thinking about it, but forgot to answer Bernard.When I heard him calling me, I quickly burst into a smile: "...Okay."

"kindness……"

Flying with the dragon, we fly for two days and rest for one day, and it takes a total of ten days to get to Long Island.

After the freshness at the beginning passed, the time tied to the dragonback chair became a bit unbearable.

Moreover, halfway through... I caught a cold.

Maybe it's because the wind is too cold, or maybe my mage's robe is too thin. In short, I'm dizzy and hot now. After drinking the potion I prepared, I feel drowsy all day long and don't want to talk.

Bernard looked a little anxious, but he was a fighter. Even a healing magician like me couldn't cure the disease overnight, and of course he couldn't do anything about it.

But when he flew next time, he used his battle energy to condense a barrier, firmly protecting me inside.There is still an electric current visible to the naked eye in that transparent wall. The wind blows from both sides, and I can't feel it at all.

It's just... maintaining such a barrier requires a lot of grudges every day. I persuaded him several times, and even proposed to let them go first.He heard it in his ears and agreed wholeheartedly, but...

One, meaning, solitary, line.

Complete, complete, no, reasonable.

As a result, when we arrived at Dragon Island, he was already pale and looked much more haggard than before.

I looked at his face, feeling a little distressed.

While handing the bag of Mark coins in his hand to Arnold, Bernard looked at me. Seeing me looking at him, he made a look of indifference and said, "See what I do, it's fine."

There was an unstoppable itching in my throat, I coughed twice, and he hurried over to pat my back.

"I see that you are almost fine, why are you still coughing..." He whispered in my ear: "I thought I would take you to see the dragon's egg after lunch..."

I straightened my back, looked straight at his pale face, and said slowly, "You also need to rest."

Bena frowned: "I'm a Lightning Fighter—"

"Come rest with me."

Before he finished speaking, I quickly cut off his words.

He choked for a moment, then seemed to be discouraged, and reached out and patted his strong arm: "Okay, listen to you, go to the camp to rest first. By the way - you want to rely on me?"

My body is a little overdrawn, and I'm still leaning on it.

I had some unknown anger in my heart, but I felt that I couldn't let it out, and I didn't have any position to let it out.

After all...he always thinks of me, and I'm not the kind of person who doesn't know what's good or what's wrong.

"... Bernard."

"kindness?"

"Thank you."

"..." Bena put his hand on my shoulder: "What are you talking about?"

"I said, let's sleep in a tent."

"Ah?" I saw that Bena's ears were bleeding red in an instant, he answered vaguely a few times, then turned his head to look at the scenery on both sides of the road.

I don't know what a fighter in his 30s is still shy about. He is usually such a frank person.

Hey.