Embarrassment of Golden Dragon Tails

"Bang!" The ax fell to the ground.

Charlie opened his mouth wide, stared at his eyes, and looked blankly at the figure of the mage amidst exclamations.Vera was lying on her side on the ground, her beige coat was spread out on the old bluestone slab, her slender fingers were still struggling.The mage's face was buried on the stone slab, the ribbons that bound his hair had been undone, and the long black hair was messy covering his cheeks.And on the back of the mage's head, a large lump was swollen, with blood oozing out—it was Charlie's masterpiece.

Charlie gradually got rid of his confusion, his eyes widened, and he stared at the mage in disbelief.Obviously, this was beyond his expectation.Immediately afterwards, he looked at Mayor Martin, then at the ax on the ground, showing an expression hundreds of times uglier than crying, and wailed, "Master, I swear, I didn't intend to kill you! I don't know how to respond Fuck, my hand moved by itself! It must have been cursed by the devil!"

Mayor Martin looked at Charlie suspiciously, took two steps forward, brushed the mage's hair away, and sniffed at him.Afterwards, Mayor Martin heaved a sigh of relief, and growled impatiently at Charlie: "He's not dead yet. You idiot, you're under someone's control. Quick, call Mr. Flynn." Charlie opened his mouth and nodded blankly, Still stuck in place like a stick.Luna sighed, and reluctantly went to find the only doctor and pharmacist in the town——Mr. Flynn.

In front of the square on the right, Tails dealt with Rory and some fleeing soldiers, and turned his head to glance at the square.The next moment, his gaze froze.The figure of the mage was reflected in Tars' golden brown eyes: lying on his side, his hair was disheveled, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

Tails' heart stopped.

With a blank mind, Tails left those soldiers who were running blindly, turned around and swept towards the square.

But in an instant, the huge body of the golden dragon landed on the square. Tails' head was less than six feet away from the mage, and his scorching breath hit the faces of Mayor Martin and Charlie.Tails turned his head sideways, his golden-brown eyes staring eagerly at the mage.The mage was already lying flat on the ground, his face looking bloodless, his hair messily sticking to his cheek.There is dust on the bare skin and delicate beige coat.An acquaintance sat down beside the mage, watching Tails in horror, trying to appear completely harmless.

After the initial panic passed, Tails calmed down.The soul blood contract is still there, so the mage's life is not in danger.He quietly adjusted his breathing, suppressed the anxiety in his heart, and asked Charlie calmly: "Freckled boy, what happened? What happened to the mage?"

"...He...I...is..." Charlie was at a loss, and his eyes couldn't help but glance at the ax on the ground.

Before Tails realized this, Mayor Martin interrupted Charlie. He kicked Charlie hard and asked, "Hey! Boy, what are you doing here? Do you remember what Master Mage told you? Take a hundred men and wipe out those robbers! Hurry up! Don't dawdle here!" He winked hard at Charlie and Luna as he said.

Before Charlie could react, Luna hurriedly nodded in agreement, and dragged Charlie to the other side of the square.

Mayor Martin turned around, grinned at Tails, shook his beard, and explained: "Dear Lord Long, don't worry, Master Mage, he's just... er... What's that? Special to Mage, Excessive consumption?"

"Excessive consumption of mental power?" Tails looked at him suspiciously.

"Yes, hehe, yes. I can't remember the word." Mayor Martin pointed to the middle-aged man sitting next to Vera, "Don't worry, look, our best doctor, Mr. Flynn, is For the diagnosis and treatment of Master Master, he said that Master Master is fine, nothing happened at all, as long as you sleep well for a few days, you will be alive and kicking again."

Tails glared at Dr. Flynn.

Flynn wiped his sweat and nodded.

"Well, honorable Lord Long, Master Mage ordered you to go to the outskirts of the town and kill all the soldiers who tried to escape, otherwise there will be endless troubles." Mayor Martin said flatteringly, "Although this is easy for you , but after all, there are many nights and dreams. We will take good care of the mage. I think, the mage must hope that you will solve those little troubles first."

Tails ignored him, stepped forward, and watched Vera closely.The mage did not seem to be in danger of life, his breathing was even, and the breath of life was not weakened, but the magic power lingering around him was very thin, and it seemed that his mental power was indeed exhausted.

A few months ago, the mage also had exhaustion of mental power, and that time, he slept for three days.Three days later, it returned to its previous appearance.

Tails felt relieved, nodded slowly, stepped back, and flew to the outskirts of the town.

The mage is right, once any soldier is released, there will be endless troubles.

At night, the battlefield was basically cleaned up.

After counting, 21 of the townspeople died, and almost all the opponent's soldiers were wiped out. The exact number is difficult to count, because a large part of them, including Rory, turned into coke.Tails wiped out almost all the soldiers who fled, but none of them ever saw Shafar, the battle priest of Santis.

When Tails came back, it was already late.He changed back into human form, asked the townspeople about the mage's whereabouts, and went to visit.

The mage was placed in the best guest room on the second floor of the mayor's mansion, and Mr. Flynn and Luna took care of him.Seeing Tais coming in, they visibly tensed up.After asking the doctor about the situation, Tails came to the bed and sat on the high stool to observe the mage.Under the dim oil lamp, the sorcerer's complexion looked much better than during the day.He was lying on his back, with the thin blanket covering his chest, revealing the ruffled collar of his shirt.The mage's hands rested on the blanket, and the long, slender fingers beneath the wide cuffs looked unthreatening.

Tails sat beside the mage, silent.

At some point, only he and the mage were left in the room.The dim lights danced, and the shadows flickered.Tails stood up and rubbed his forehead and shoulders.The consumption was huge today, the mage temporarily fell into a coma, and he also felt very tired.He suddenly missed the mage's skill. A long time ago, the mage rubbed his back for him. The technique was extremely skillful and effectively relieved the sore muscles.

Involuntarily, Tails looked at the mage.

The mage lay quietly, his slender black eyes were closed tightly on his light wheat-colored face, making him look young and peaceful, quite different from his usual meanness.Vera's long black hair was spread out on the pillow, and one strand of it pressed against the mage's cheek.Before realizing it, Tails had reached out his hand and brushed away the long hair.The mage's cheeks were soft and slightly cool, and Tails couldn't help but stay with his fingers for a moment longer.Then, as if he had been scalded, he withdrew his hand abruptly, his cheeks blushing quickly.

There were footsteps outside the door, and Luna opened the door with a bowl of steaming broth.

She looked at Tails in surprise, and his flushed cheeks.Tails raised his head reservedly, walked around Luna, stopped beside her, and explained: "Take good care of the mage, otherwise..."

After that, he walked out of the room and closed the door.He let out a deep breath as the door closed, ran down the stairs, and left the mayor's mansion.

The night sky is deep and full of stars.

The cool night wind was mixed with the unpleasant smell of burning, Tails wrinkled his nose, and walked out of Don't Kill Me Town quickly.

Being bound by the human form for too long, his chest is strangely blocked. He needs to relax and enjoy the joy of spreading his wings and flying high, and the cold wind that makes the dragon comfortable from the heights.