Embarrassment of Golden Dragon Tails

In the depths of the casual forest, Tails was lost.He frowned slightly, grinding his canine teeth unconsciously, his golden-brown eyes stared at the figure directly in front of him, and his eyes were full of puzzlement.

The figure appears to be a male human.From the perspective of the dragon, this human being is short and slender, with a waist so thin that it could be crushed.He was wearing a close-fitting dark green linen shirt, brown trousers, and the soft leather boots under his feet were made of exquisite materials, but they were worn out, as if they hadn't been changed for a long time.His unkempt brown curly hair was scattered over his shoulders, and there were a few tangled grass stems and leaves in it, making him look very downcast.He staggered and swayed, as if he would fall to the ground at any moment.

From time to time, humans uttered strange murmurs. His pronunciation was very vague, like a whisper in a dream, or a suppressed moan in pain.Tails was almost indistinguishable, and could only vaguely discern a few repeated words, which seemed to be: "Who?" "Me?" "Tylan" "Talisa"...

The human stopped in front of a pintail pine with gnarled branches, covered his forehead, and muttered to himself quickly, his voice was very messy, as if it contained great pain, and then he let out a sharp howl , banged his head against the trunk of a needletail pine, once, and again.The hard trunk was suddenly hit, and the whole tree shook, and the needles and leaves rustled and fell one after another.

Tails stared straight at the eyes.He couldn't believe that human brains are really so hard?He secretly compared it to Vera, a lump on the mage's forehead that had hit the open door.In such a comparison, the mage's forehead is really fragile.

Tails has been following this human for a long time.

Half a day ago, he was wandering in the random forest bored, suddenly, he smelled a familiar smell.This taste seemed familiar, but it was also very weird, which immediately attracted Tails.Tails closed his eyes and took a deep breath. The smell was like the fragrant morning dew, which made him very comfortable.

He followed the smell to find it.

Then, he heard singing.The singing is beautiful, long-pitched, soft and sad, like freshly chilled cabbage tea.

"In the distant sky, in the rolling mountains, there are hidden treasures that no one knows, and flying dragons. Their wings are higher than the clouds, and their teeth are faster than swords. Ah! The flocks of the distance Mountain, the place I yearn for, where..."

Tails had heard the song.Long ago, to appease his emotions, Vera had sung.And a long time ago, when he was still young, he heard it from the elders of the clan.The elder's voice was kind and kind, and Vera's voice couldn't hide his longing.But this singer seems to be full of sadness and deep confusion.

Tails approached slowly, and under a tall catalpa tree, he saw the singer, that is, the human being in front of him.At that moment, the human being looked very lost.He stood on a narrow path, under his loose brown curly hair, a pair of violet eyes stared at the front in confusion.

Fragments of sunlight fell on his old and plain clothes through the dense branches and leaves.He stretched out his right hand, frowning to look at his palm for a while, and looking forward in confusion for a while.His movements were very slow, and his fingers seemed to tremble slightly uncontrollably.

Intertwined intermittent singing and messy soliloquy came out of his mouth.It made him look very weird.

A bard gone mad.Tails came to a conclusion.

The closer one gets to the poet, the stronger and clearer the smell becomes, and the more it attracts Tails.It's the smell of magic, mixed with something else.Tails could tell that the smell was coming from the ordinary-looking madman poet.He was a little surprised, why did such a slender body exude such a strong magical atmosphere?Even when Vera was casting spells, Tails had never felt such a powerful magic power. Who is this guy?

Tails approached the poet, secretly thinking about how to formulate his words.He planned to say hello in a friendly manner first, and then act accordingly.Unexpectedly, just as he took a step forward, the human suddenly beat his head hard, and then walked forward along the path.

Tails followed him.

Along the way, the poet behaves more and more strangely.He talked more and more to himself, clutching his forehead from time to time, occasionally stopping, shaking his head like crazy, and beating his skull.Tails was very skeptical, even if his head wasn't broken, it must have been broken by him now.

Tails kept trying to talk to him, but no matter what Tails said to him, he never got a response.The magical aura emanating from his body became stronger and stronger, and he seemed to be immersed in his own world, unable to see or hear anything.

When the poet stopped and slammed into the tree frantically, Tails had already reached the depths of the random forest.He has never been here, and he never landed when he was free. After losing his freedom, he was ordered not to go far by Vera.If it wasn't for being "kidnapped" this time, he probably wouldn't have had the chance to come here.

A sharp roar shook the surrounding air, and the poet was obviously in great pain.Tails couldn't help but stepped forward, trying to stop his crazy behavior that was almost suicidal. After all, this guy sang very well, and there seemed to be some secret hidden in him.

The poet shook him off hard.Tails was surprised to find that his strength was no match for this lunatic!

Is this guy really human?When he was wondering, the poet smashed the not too thick needletail pine!

"Hi!" Tails couldn't help but yell.

The poet's movements suddenly stopped, and he turned his head. Under the disheveled brown hair, the pair of violet eyes looked straight at Tails.Those eyes were like deep purple pools, filled with undisguised painful struggles.The poet moved his lips with difficulty, and made an indistinct voice: "Quick... ah..."

"What are you talking about? Speak up!" Tails moved his ears closer.

"Quick! Run! Ah!" The sharp roar stung Tails' eardrums, he suddenly covered his ears, and stared at the poet in front of him with wide eyes.

The air was turbulent, and deep purple rays of light emerged from the poet's body, and surging magic power filled his seemingly unhealthy body.

Dangerous breath rushed towards his face, and Tails ran away.

The magic explosion nearly wiped out the small forest.The trees within sixty feet struggled and creaked, and fell one after another.The impact of magic pushed Tails, pinned him to the ground, and swept across his back.Tails lay on the ground in embarrassment, silently mourning his clothes and the good-smelling poet.With a magical impact of this scale, I'm afraid that guy has been turned into pieces.

Tails is looking bad right now.Stones and twigs from the blast swept away the clothes behind him, turning his soft moon-white silk shirt into a tattered rag hanging from his body.The bloodstains on his back were painful, and Tails got up, sucking air between his teeth, while checking the place where the explosion just happened.

A figure crawled out from among the fallen trees.

The poet was barely naked, but still looked intact.His purple eyes were like ice, and his body exuded a pleasant smell from the inside out—it was the unique fragrance of highly condensed magic power.Tails stood in the distance, tasting the refreshing taste, and observed the poet suspiciously.He can now be sure that this guy must not be human!

What exactly is it?Before he let himself go, he must have known that something was wrong with him.Tails walked towards the poet curiously, trying to figure out his secrets.

"He's there!" Along with the high-pitched shout, the sound of footsteps sounded very chaotic, as if there were a large number of people.

Tails stopped and looked around vigilantly.

At the edge of the explosion range, approaching the direction of the poet, dozens of strange humanoid creatures with light green skin and green hair emerged from the crooked bushes one after another.Some of them held sharp long wooden sticks, while others held bows and arrows or things like staffs, and their gazes, without exception, fell on the poet in the middle.

A humanoid creature with dark green hair braided into countless braids and wearing a dark green robe came out more and more. He pointed at the poet with a bent wooden stick in his hand, and said calmly: "It was able to escape and even caused an explosion. It seems that I His judgment is correct, this guy is indeed very dangerous. Catch him!" His eyes turned and fell on Tails, "So there are accomplices? Catch him back together!"

The green humanoids aimed their weapons at the poet and Tails and rushed over.

God!Tails looked at the number of the other party, rubbed his forehead helplessly, gave up the weird poet, and planned to leave this pile of green troubles.

At this moment, the poet turned his head, and a pair of violet eyes met Tails' sight.Those eyes were confused and helpless, and seemed to contain endless pain and longing.

Tails was stunned, a pair of eyes containing the same emotion appeared in his mind, he couldn't remember the owner of those eyes, but he still didn't forget this look.That's... who is it?

The words "Run!" still lingered in Tails' ears.Tails was silent for a moment.Afterwards, he rushed towards the weapons of the green creatures, grabbed the poet, turned around and ran away.

Behind them, the sound of shouts followed like a shadow, and the green creatures held weapons and chased closely.Several wooden arrows landed at Tais' feet, which seemed to be a stern warning.

Tails snorted through his nostrils and continued to run.He didn't believe that any creature could catch up to a dragon—even in human form now.If it wasn't for too many obstacles in the forest, he would have thrown the group of green skins somewhere.To his surprise, the poet was running almost as fast as him—it really wasn't human, Tails thought to himself.

The shouts of the green creatures became farther and farther away, and gradually became almost inaudible.Tails felt relieved and stopped temporarily.

He turned his head, looked at the naked poet beside him, and wanted to ask countless questions.But then he turned his head away in embarrassment to avoid seeing the excessively exposed hazel skin.

Tails let go of the poet and asked nonchalantly, "Hey, guy who can sing, what's your name? Why did they arrest you?"

The guy who could sing moved his lips, looking very confused.His voice was very weak, and Tails listened hard before he could distinguish two words: "Ander..." Then, without warning, the poet fell down.

The green creature's cry was getting closer, and Tails called out to the poet anxiously, strangling his neck and arms, but he never got a response.

Tails cursed secretly, held the poet on his shoulders, and continued to run forward.