Food Reserves on the Dragon's Back

"I've only seen Xencel in human form, and I don't think it's as amazing as you said." Hills asked a bit puzzled, "Could it be the first time you saw his human form yesterday? How did I hear that, Saranar usually lives in human form most of the time."

Silas nodded again and again: "Indeed, there is a set of dwellings specially prepared for humans in his cave. At first, I never thought that it was for him to live in. For a dragon, this should be regarded as a strange hobby, right? "

"It's almost like showing off." Hills commented, "Other dragons have limited magic power, and they will feel tired after taking a human form for too long, but for Sarannar, maintaining a human form is like breathing effortless."

"Yes, his magic is very powerful, and he also said that he has the opportunity to teach me magic. Two months ago, I couldn't believe that I would have the opportunity to learn magic even if I was killed." Silas just said After imagining a dragon knight who knows magic, I feel that I am going to faint because of my handsomeness.

Hills looked puzzled: "I still find it a bit strange. Although some dragons are more kind to humans, there is no doubt that all dragons regard the dragon knight as a tool and a consumable. He is the only one who treats humans Your attitude is very different."

"Yeah, I also feel very strange, maybe he has a special crush on me?" Silas said with a ecstatic expression on his face, "He even said that he would introduce his brother to me, and I never I've never seen a dragon egg!"

"Oh my God... what an honor this is!" Sears was stunned.

Just as the top of the dragon is a complete mystery to most people in Andorcia, the place where the dragon eggs are stored is also a mystery to most people in the top of the dragon. The dragon clan attaches great importance to the safety of the dragon eggs. Not to mention the candidate dragon knights, even senior dragon knights like Yelan never knew where the dragon eggs were hidden.

But now, Silas, who is not even used to Long Wei, has gained such trust, and even Silas himself doubts his luck.Sometimes he couldn't help secretly thinking that maybe in Saranar's eyes, he was really different.

There are many naturally formed caves in the lair area of ​​the Dragon Peak. The caves that are large enough have been excavated and converted into the residences of the dragons. Some of the smaller caves are used to stack things, and some are just empty, where the dragon eggs are hidden. In a cave, it is not as mysterious as Silas imagined.

Probably the Dragon Clan didn’t believe that anyone dared to poach dragon eggs under their noses, and if the egg thief wanted to get here, he had to climb up nine thousand steps first, then pass through the heavily guarded barracks at the end of the steps, and then In full view, step onto the lair area where no one without a pass is strictly allowed, and then you have to be able to climb rocks with your bare hands within the sight of several dragons.

The cave where the eggs are hidden looks nothing special from the surface. When you walk in, you will find that the inside is very deep, and there are hot springs flowing directly through the cave. The steam makes the temperature of this cave very high, even a bit hot for humans. Sera Si felt that the scales on his body were as hot as if they had been exposed to the hot summer sun. He wiped the sweat from his forehead, and then he heard Sarannar say, "Is it very hot?"

A burst of cold breath surrounded him, Silas looked at Sarannar gratefully, and was a little surprised at the other's care and tenderness.Since the size of the black dragon simply cannot squeeze into this cave, he has now turned into a human form.

Sarannar took him to the deepest part of the cave, where a nest was built with branches, straw and feathers, and seven colorful dragon eggs lay quietly in the nest.

"This is the last egg left by my mother before she passed away," Saranal said, pointing to one of the eggs covered in black spots. "It will take at least another 20 years for him to hatch."

"He's so beautiful," Silas exclaimed heartily. "May I pet him?"

"Yes, but gently, the vibrations will disturb him."

Silas carefully touched the warm egg. Sarannar was over 300 years old, and he was still very young for the Dragon Clan. Thinking of how powerful he was from such a small egg more than 300 years ago Silas felt that the dragon family was really a very magical creature.

"I heard that you are very popular with ladies." He looked at the remaining six eggs of different colors, "Which ones are your children?"

"Neither," said Sarannar. "I fear I shall never have offspring of my own."

"Why?" Silas looked at Sarannar in surprise. How could he be such an excellent and powerful dragon without offspring?

"The habits of the dragon race are still very different from your human beings." Sarannar said calmly, "In human society, women will give birth to offspring for disabled people for the sake of money or status advantages, but there is no mother Dragons will mate with flawed subjects, even if I'm their leader."

"You mean..." If it wasn't for knowing Salanar's temper, Silas would almost think that the black dragon was joking with him, but he still couldn't believe it, "No way, you are so powerful, how could you flawed?"

"Haven't you noticed?" Sarannar looked at him calmly with golden eyes, as if talking about something unrelated to him, "I can't make a sound."

Silas froze.

It is true that he had learned to distinguish the roar of each dragon when he was still a guard day after day, but he had never heard the roar of Thalanaar, and he always thought it was because of Saranar's voice. Er lives in seclusion and has a calm personality, which is why he is so taciturn, and when Sarannar turns into a human form, he speaks the same way as a normal human being. Who would have thought that the leader of the largest dragon group on the entire continent is actually dumb .

Sarannar crossed his arms and looked at the changing expression on Silas's face with a smile: "According to the usual practice, shouldn't it be time for you to express sympathy to me?"

"No, sympathy is given to the weak, I only admire you." Silas said sincerely, "You have one less natural ability than other dragons, but you can become the most powerful existence among them. It must be very difficult."

Sarannar smiled, and his eyes were almost appreciative: "From a certain point of view, fate is still fair. I can't rely on dragon power to prey, forcing me to learn to use magic earlier than other dragons, instead of wasting energy on The futile courtship gave me more time to focus on other things."

"Like what?" Silas asked tentatively.

"You humans." Sarannar replied briefly.

"What happened to us humans?" Silas looked at him expectantly, not knowing what kind of evaluation he would say to his own race, but Sarannar just smiled and didn't go deep into this topic.

After finishing the things he should be busy with, Sarannar's going out obviously decreased. When he didn't need to fly around frequently, he really kept his human appearance all day long, just as Hills had heard. In that magic-illuminated residence, or read a book, or study some little magic.

Silas likes this state. He doesn't have to worry about being stepped on, and it's very eye-catching.

Wiping the body of a dragon is hard work for any dragon knight. They have to change several buckets of water at least, and they have to climb up and down the dragon's uneven body carefully. Master, there is even a risk of injury in this job.

Only Silas can't wait for his master to take a bath twice a day. He likes to touch Sarannar's body, whether it's the shiny black scales in dragon form, or the warmth when soaking in the bath in human form. His skin made him feel that scrubbing was not hard work at all.He likes combing Sarannar's soft hair with his fingers the most. The silky touch is simply a kind of enjoyment. The only thing he needs to worry about is not to accidentally get a nosebleed due to excessive excitement.

"You come to chat with me now, eight out of ten sentences are about him." Hills reminded Silas, "I know he looks very charming compared to most humans, and he has no partner around, but you Don’t forget when you’re daydreaming, you’re just his food reserve.”

"I haven't forgotten, it's just..." Silas scratched his hair in a daze, "I don't know anymore... Maybe I shouldn't think so much at all."

In the past, he never thought that two men could love each other, so naturally he would not think about such an elegant and handsome man as Sarannar, and would only hold a pure appreciation attitude, but since Hills confessed to him After getting married, Silas also began to have doubts about his own sexuality, and sometimes he even wondered whether he had any unreasonable thoughts about Sarannar, but after all, there is a huge difference between humans and dragons. Lars felt that he was not so whimsical.

On the way back to the lair area, Silas saw a clump of unusually gorgeous blue-purple flowers on the cliff, so he climbed up on a whim to pick them off, and brought them back to Saranar's cave.

"Sarannar, what do you think I found?" Silas said to Sarannar as if offering a treasure.

Saranar was sitting in his study and flipping through a book, and looked up at him strangely, Silas's face was filled with joy and vitality unique to young people, holding flowers like a shy big boy is preparing to show love to girlfriend.

"Iris..." Sarannar said speechlessly, "What are you doing picking this up?"

"How beautiful they are, don't you like it?" Silas gently placed the flowers on the table, "What do you think when I find a vase and raise them and put them on your desk?" ?”

Sarannar smiled suddenly: "You are really...very interesting."