Embarrassment of Golden Dragon Tails

Stab, dodge, stab again, dodge again.

With the help of spell acceleration, Vera easily avoided Talisa's attack and casually threw an acid arrow.Talisa let out an exclamation and covered her right arm.Blood oozed from her fingers, and Talisa quickly let go of her hand, brandishing the wooden long sword unique to the wood spirit, and pounced on Vera.

The battle was very long.In the corner of the basement, Ender watched all this silently.After five times of consciousness fusion, he was no longer violent, but became extremely indifferent, as if he didn't care about everything around him.Soon, Talisa was injured again, her left leg was hit by a bolt of lightning, and the skin on the outside instantly became scorched black.But Talisa still didn't give up, she held back the pain, her dark green eyes fixed on Vera, and waited vigilantly for an opportunity.

"Talisa, give up. Ender is not what he used to be, your love is meaningless. Now, give him to me." Vera challenged Talisa happily, "Trust me, the dissecting table It is the most suitable home for him.”

Talisa glared at him fiercely, stood in front of Ender, straightened her chest, pointed her sword at Vera, "Evil mage, if you want to touch him, then step over my corpse!"

Vera showed an evil smile, raised her right hand, pointed at Talisa, and replied, "Very good, very courageous, but it's meaningless. Since you insist on protecting him, let's die together!"

Following his gesture, several bolts of lightning burst out from his fingertips, striking Talisa's chest like a sharp arrow.

Talisa's eyes widened. There was Ender behind her, and she couldn't avoid it.

It's over!She closed her eyes, waiting for death to come.

Death did not come as promised.At the moment when the lightning struck, a gust of wind passed by Talisa's ear, blowing her long dark green hair.Then, a familiar figure stood in front of her.

Talisa gasped and called out, "Ender!"

Ender turned his head, under the messy brown curly hair, there was a familiar light in those violet eyes.

He sighed and said softly in a hoarse voice, "Talisa..."

Heat welled up in her eyes, her nose was sore, and Talisa's chest was filled with great joy, making her speechless.She opened her mouth slightly, and frantically wiped away her hot tears.The long sword fell to the ground with a "click". Ender looked at Vera vigilantly, bent down, picked up the wooden sword, and stuffed it back into Talisa's hand.

Hill and Tailan, who were hiding in the dark, breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, lifted the concealment spell, and walked out from the corner. Just about to speak, they saw Vera covering her forehead and clenching her teeth, looking very painful.Hill took two steps forward, just about to ask, when he saw Vera closed her eyes and passed out on the cold floor of the basement.

Tails has not seen Vera for three days.

Since Ender really woke up, Vera locked herself in the bedroom and never appeared again.Due to Ender's insistence, Hill and Sally took Talisa and Ender to the random forest to visit Milu.Afterwards, Talisa and Ender will travel to Crystalsong Jill to seek forgiveness from the entire Botany Clan.Tyran shut himself up in the guest room, along with the two servants, while Charlie was already happily returning to visit his "princess".

The mage's tower became empty again, and Tails couldn't find anyone to inquire about the mage's situation.The doors and windows of Vera's bedroom were closed, protected by layers of reinforced magic.So, after eating three consecutive meals of charred barbecue, Tails broke open the door of the guest room.

In the face of Tails' questioning, Tai Lan politely and politely, and when Tails couldn't help but want to roll up his sleeves, he told him slowly while sipping cabbage tea that he didn't have to I'm worried, the mage is just exhausted mentally and needs to rest.

Immediately afterwards, he politely asked Tails to leave his room so as not to prevent him from enjoying the peace of his afternoon nap.

Tails reluctantly left.Before leaving, he made a request to Tai Lan, hoping that Tai Lan would temporarily lend him a servant to help him make some stew. He was really fed up with the smell of charcoal.Tailan expressed his heartfelt sympathy and deep compassion for what happened to him, and then rejected his request. With the sound of creaking teeth, Tailan's battle puppet "pleased" Tails out of the door.

On the third day, Tails finally couldn't bear it, and once again rushed to the third floor of the mage's tower, where Vera's bedroom was located.

He told himself silently that his restlessness for the past three days had nothing to do with the safety of the mage, but it was just that he couldn't bear the bad taste of charcoal.

As he rushed up the last step, Vera's face flashed across his mind.Tails couldn't help but stop, and was stunned for a moment.That day, in the dark underground temple, that despicable, evil, shameless, and insidious mage took off the layers of camouflage that usually wrapped his face, revealing a little joy that seemed to come from the bottom of his heart.

At that time, the soft gleam of the crystal ball shone on Vera's face, revealing his deep black eyes and the naturally curved corners of his mouth, which faded away from the usual harshness. Warm and bright.

The beating of the heart accelerated, and unspeakable throbbing surged up.Probably because he went up the stairs too fast, Tails shook his head, took a few deep breaths, climbed up the last step, took out the hastily prepared scroll and axe, and began to smash on the door.

The destruction of reinforcement magic was very difficult. At first, Tails had patience and tried to remove it slowly.But soon, he lost his patience, picked up the ax thrown on the ground, and slashed at it.At the same time, he applied a layer of fire shield to himself to guard against possible magical traps.

The expected trap did not appear. Surprisingly, the process of splitting the door went smoothly.Soon, Tails split open the not-so-thick wooden door of the bedroom.

After opening the door, Tails froze.

The room was empty, the windows were closed, the quilt on the bed was neatly folded, and there was no sign of the mage at all.Tails froze on the spot, and for a moment, his heart almost stopped beating.What about Vera?What about that vile, evil, shameless, sinister mage?

Tyran lied to him.

He always thought that the mage really just needed to recuperate, but now... who can tell him where Vera went?

Taylor!His teeth were chattering, and Tails squinted his golden-brown eyes, picked up the ax on the ground, and planned to smash open the door of the guest room to question him.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he rushed down a flight of stairs, a seductive scent penetrated his nostrils. This smell had the unique fat aroma of barbecue, wrapped in sweet honey and spices, reminding him of spring. Fields full of flowers.Tails stopped and looked around suspiciously.A familiar voice sounded from under the stairs. Vera's voice was a little lazy, with a slight mockery, "My dear servant, where are you going with the ax? Are you going to demolish my mage tower?"

Immediately afterwards, Vera's figure appeared at the bottom of the stairs. He was wearing a dark blue nightgown, his black hair was loose, and he held a brown covered tray in his slender and powerful palm. He raised his head and looked at Tails with a smile. There was mockery in his dark eyes, but also heartfelt warmth.

Tails felt relieved, hit the stone steps with the ax heavily, looked at Vera condescendingly, and replied haughtily: "No, the door of your bedroom is too weak, I plan to cut down a sturdier tree."

"Really?" Vera smiled even more intensely. He shook the tray in his hand and asked, "Now?"

"Yes, now." Tails replied proudly, trying to hold his breath so as not to slobber more.

"Oh?" Vera lifted the lid of the tray, making the alluring aroma even stronger.He sighed and said regretfully, "It's a pity, I thought you would want to try my unique skill first."

"What?" Tails said reservedly, swallowing quietly.

Holding the tray, Vera walked up the stairs slowly, leaned into Tails's ear, and said softly: "Baked deer leg with velvet leaves, my dear servant, do you really want some?"

"Despicable mage, stay away from me. Didn't you consume too much mental power?"

"It has recovered." Vera walked up the stairs, stopped at the last step, turned her head, and issued an order condescendingly, "Tals, come here, come to my bedroom, taste my craftsmanship, and talk about the next step. And - the door to my bedroom."

Tails swallowed again, put down the ax reservedly, and slowly walked up the stairs.

A hand reached out to him.

Tails was stunned for a moment, pondering the mage's intentions, at a loss.

Vera held the tray with one hand, grabbed his wrist with the other, and said cheerfully, "Help me, my dear servant, you are only a little faster than a snail."

The mage's fingers were very hot, with the warmth of food, like a red-hot iron, scalding Tails' skin.

Tails's face turned red, he shook off Vera's hand awkwardly, turned around, walked down the stairs, rushed into his bedroom, closed the door hard, poured a full glass of water, He raised his neck and gulped it down in one breath.

Afterwards, he fell onto the bed with a "plop", wailing silently: Oh!Damn mage!oh!God!Give me back my baked deer leg with velvet leaves!