prince and dragon

The early morning in the small town of Lodz is beautiful and peaceful.There was no one in the street except the birds singing in the trees.

The woods outside the town were silent, as if they were in two worlds with the town of Rods.

In the shadow of the woods, a person wrapped in a black robe walked silently, carrying a dark and cruel aura, as if his destination was not the small town ahead but hell, or the dark abyss.

Suddenly, when the black-robed man was about to enter the town, a group of birds froze in the woods behind him for no reason. They flapped their wings a few times and quickly flew away from that area.

Then, successive shouts followed.

"Brant!"

"Brant, wait a minute!"

"Wait for me!"

The man in black stopped when he heard the sound, and turned to face the direction of the woods.Soon a tall and thin young man with a huge sword on his back appeared in the sight of the man in black.

When the young man with the huge sword on his back completely caught up, the black-robed man took another step towards the town of Lodz.

"Wait... wait for Brant." The young man with the huge sword on his back leaned on a tree and panted heavily. Seeing that the man in black robe was about to leave again, he hurriedly said, but this time he didn't seem to stop at all. , quickly took several deep breaths, managed to adjust his breath, gritted his teeth and chased after him.

After catching up this time, the young man with the huge sword on his back had no strength to speak, only gasping for breath.

"Why did you follow?" After the two walked a few steps in tandem, the words of the man in black came lightly.

"I...I..." The young man with the huge sword on his back wanted to answer, but he had exhausted so much physical energy that he couldn't even utter a complete word except for panting.

The face of the man in black was hidden under the black robe, and his expression could not be seen clearly.He stopped suddenly, took out a bottle of potion with a black smell from somewhere, and handed it to the young man with the giant sword on his back.

"Drink it, stamina recovery potion." A faint voice came from under the black robe.

The young man with the huge sword on his back was stunned for a moment, and after a while he took the potion from the black-robed man's hand, but his eyes were not on the potion, but on the black-robed man's hand.

It was an extremely pale hand, as if it had been drawn away by the god of death. If ordinary people saw such a hand, their hairs would stand on end, and they would not even want to approach it.However, in the eyes of the young man with the huge sword on his back, it was special and elegant. It contained power, and it also contained the memories of the scene where the man in black helped him many times.

After the young man with the huge sword drank the potion, he immediately felt his physical strength recovered, and then he couldn't wait to talk without the man in black reminding him.

"Brant, how could you walk so fast and make it so difficult for me to chase you." The young man with the huge sword on his back put his hand on the shoulder of the man in black and complained, and he didn't wait for the man in black. He continued, "Why did you leave the mercenary team and act alone, and you left too fast. You must know that I have been going at full speed for a day and a night to catch up with you. Fortunately, the captain, tell me you Come here, or I won't be able to find you."

"Why are you following me?" A voice came from under the black robe again.

"Do you still need to ask? The captain asked us to disperse our actions and find someone to form a team freely. Of course I'm looking for you. I only know you best in the whole team."

And you are also the best person in the whole team. I don't want to go with that fierce woman. I don't know how much better Brant is as a mage. Even if Brant's strength is better than that of Morty. Women are weak, at least he can listen to what I say carefully, and sometimes he can give a lot of pertinent opinions.

Of course, at this time, the young man with the huge sword on his back still added this passage in his heart.

When the young man with the giant sword and the black-robed man named Brant entered the town of Lodz completely.The black dragon landed nearby with Iru on its camel.

Originally, they should have been able to reach the Kingdom of Paz directly, but because the black dragon had used dragon language magic too many times and their physical strength was exhausted, they had to rest in this small town for a night.

In fact, Yilu felt that there was no need to enter the town, as it would not be very safe for the black dragon, and it would be better to sleep in the wild.But the black dragon vetoed the idea when Yiru came up with it.

In the heart of the black dragon, its little treasure is really fragile and cannot be any more fragile. If it is exposed to a little wind and rain, its little treasure will immediately get sick, and even leave it forever.To be honest, the Black Dragon dare not think or accept that it and its little treasure will be separated in the near future.Although it is clear that everything the mother said that day was true.But it still wants to protect this treasure that may only stay for a short moment in its life.

Now the black dragon doesn't think much about the treasures in its cave, because all the treasures it has now are only Yilu.

The black dragon in human form puts on the clothes Yiru conjured up with magic, and leads Yiru to the town.

It's just that this time the black dragon's footsteps were not as powerful as before, but a little vain.

All this was too obvious to Yilu who had been observing the black dragon.

"Seg." Yiru called the black dragon's name worriedly.

"Little guy, don't worry, I just need to sleep for a while." Heilong rubbed Yilu's hair, then looked at the hair that was messed up by himself and paused, feeling that the hair that was messed up by himself It was too detrimental to the beauty of its little treasure, so the black dragon once again reached out to straighten Iru's messy hair.

The black dragon jumped from one inexplicable emotion to another inexplicable emotion, and fell into a tangled situation.

He wondered if he should give up such a habit in order to preserve the beauty of his little treasure.But as soon as Heilong thought of not being able to touch Xiao Caibao's soft and smooth hair, a feeling called irritability suddenly arose in his heart.It is very difficult to let go of a habit once it is formed.

So after Heilong's careful consideration, Heilong decided not to change this habit, and he had to be more careful with Xiao Caibao's hair in the future, especially when he was outside.After all, the beauty of the little treasure is still related to the face of some little treasures.

Yiru quietly waited for the black dragon to move again after a pause.At the same time, he sensed a familiar aura.

The breath is like a thread, and the place where the thread ends seems to be the small town ahead.