Daily life of giant dragon cubs [Western Fantasy]

The battle became more and more intense.

The young new king went into battle himself, leaving Seaborn with a dagger, which was coated with a special poison and covered with vicious curses.

Before leaving, he looked at Seaborn: "I believe that you will make the right choice."

Seaborn lowered his eyes: "I won't do that."

But the box containing the dagger was subconsciously put into his sleeve.

News came from the front that his brother was dying, and Bolton asked him, "Have you not made up your mind yet?"

He said, "It's all about Godwin, isn't it?"

Seaborn looked at him: "For...Godwin?"

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Sylvia's eyes were covered by ribbons, and she grabbed Siabourne's arm. Sylvia reminded her: "Be careful of the steps."

Sylvia took his hand, a little puzzled: "Isn't it here yet?"

She felt that they had reached the last step, Seaborn pushed open a door, led her forward for a certain distance, and then stopped.

Sylvia was about to take off the ribbon behind her, but was stopped by Seaborn: "Isn't it alright?"

"Yeah." Seaborn's voice was a little hoarse, "It will be soon."

"What do you want to bring me here to see?" Sylvia felt the dull atmosphere around her, and couldn't guess the purpose of Seaborn bringing her here.

Sylvia turned around and was about to speak when her heart ached suddenly: "You..."

The dragon, which had lost any signs of life, could not maintain its human form very quickly. It turned into a huge dragon and fell to the ground. The ribbon covering the eyes was broken in two, and the huge pupils were dilated and stared straight ahead.

Seaborn knelt down and picked up the broken ribbon: "I'm just for Godwin..."

Who told you to be a dragon?

Bolton walked over from the side and let Seaborn get out of the way: "I'm going to finish the last part of the formation."

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A solid barrier appeared in time, covering Sakathrin.

The first person knelt down, his eyes were red: "It's a miracle! A miracle!"

Soon, a large group of people knelt down on the ground.

Seaborne, who hastily succeeded to the throne, stood on the city wall, surrounded by Bolton who watched all this with satisfaction.

Bolton suggested: "She is dead, let her body play more functions for Godwin."

Seaborn gave him a deep look: "Okay."

A long, long time ago, Sieborn didn't understand why his elder brother had to fight to the death for the throne, until later, he wore the crown that symbolized supreme power.

The civilian fiancée who succeeded the king disappeared was quickly forgotten. He married a noble queen, and suddenly there was a non-existent person in the royal family. He had a detailed history and a fiancée who died young.

"Poor thing," someone said of him. "What's the girl's name?"

"It seems to be, Sylvia?"

A former teacher of Seaborn told him.

"If you have a lot of power and you don't wield it properly, it's a terrible thing."

Seabone, whose new bedroom contained a confessional, closed his eyes: "I'm only for Godwin."

There was a knock on the door, and an attendant who had been assigned a secret mission came in and reported to Seaborn: "The mission has been completed."

Seaborn reappeared in that magic circle on the day of Sylvia's death.

Bolton expanded the circle surrounding Sylvia, and the ground was covered with red wet blood.

Set up the statue of Sylvia in Sarkath Forest, and then use the blood of those children with pious beliefs to strengthen the formation, deepen the connection between this body and the soul that has not been consumed completely, and make Sylvia's The soul and the souls of those children serve as the energy of this formation.

Bolton finished his last stroke: "As long as this formation exists, Saccathrin will never fall."

"you're right."

That little sacrifice, Sieborn thought, didn't matter by comparison.

Many years later, when both of them were getting old, Seabourn asked Burton: "At that time, it didn't have to be her, right?"

Bolton asked him: "Is this important, Your Majesty?"

Seaborn patted the back of his grandson who suddenly woke up and was still babbling, and said softly, "Maybe it's not important."

Seaborn erased the past between himself and Sylvia during his reign, but these were all recorded by Bolton.

Since then, Bolton Bertram and his descendants have become priests, improving and maintaining the enchantment at each annual festival.

Nishizawa has been in contact with various rune formations since he was a child. At that time, he didn't understand why he, who had never felt the existence of God, would be called talented by his father. secret.

Caesar has been secretly changing the formation while maintaining it, ensuring that the blood pool will be stripped out before the ceremony begins.

"I've already thought of a new formation," Caesar said.

The new formation requires a lot of spiritual power, and there is no need to fill in the lives of other people every year.

But before the ceremony, Caesar could not completely complete the new formation. He hoped that Uriah and the others could stay for a while after the festival to help him complete the new formation.

Uriah and Jekaard were not in a hurry to go back and agreed to his request.

"Thank you." Caesar bowed to the two, "I will ensure that Sylvia and Dragon Egg are safe."

Before leaving the ground, Ulea looked back, and there seemed to be a somewhat illusory shadow on the body of the dragon in the center of the formation.

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