Silver Dragon [Western Fantasy]

Caesar watched Joe hovering at the door from the second floor. There were still two hours until the appointed time, and he did not intend to keep Joe waiting below.In order not to disturb Samir's sleep, when he went downstairs, he closed the door on the second floor.

While Qiao was still hesitating, the door of Xiaobailou suddenly opened, and he saw a slender young man in casual clothes standing at the door, and said gently, "Master Shengzi, please come in and sit for a while. "

This person looked a little familiar, and Joe dug out his recent memory, and remembered that the person was Caesar who had met him when he started school.But he seems to have seen this face, or a similar face earlier... Joe recalled, and greeted Caesar in a decent manner, and then walked into the small white building.

This is the end of the matter, and there is no turning back.

The small white building is divided into two floors. The first floor is the reception room and dining room, with bookshelves and wine cabinets, but in fact few people will come here as guests.For other ordinary students, this small white building exudes a mysterious atmosphere, which makes people afraid to approach it casually.The second floor is the laboratory and bedroom. Caesar stayed on the second floor most of the time. He called the second floor an activity room. As a result, the only club member other than the president was only sleeping on the second floor.

"Samir has already greeted me." Caesar said, "Sir, please sit down first. I'll get the wine."

"excuse me."

Caesar smiled at him, expressing that he didn't mind. Joe thought that Samir's president seemed quite mature and stable.

When Caesar went to get the wine, Joe’s gaze swept across the entire reception room. The interior space of the white building is much wider than it looks from the outside, and there are not many furniture in it. It's all sorts of weird collectibles.Qiao walked over curiously, and saw two words of aliens pasted on one of the bookcases, and there was a thick stack of materials inside.

"It's funny, because the second floor can't be placed, so I have to put it on the first floor." Caesar held a glass of fruit wine, handed it to Joe, and said, "Is the Lord Son interested in these?"

Joe roughly glanced at the labels on the bookcases, which said aliens, ores, elements, plants, magic, currency, gods, etc. If you only look at the labels, you can't see anything for a while .

Caesar opened the bookcase, took out a book from it, handed it to Joe, and said with a smile, "This is a book about alien races. Do you want to read it, Lord Son?"

The two sat back, and Joe held the book in his hand. The book was heavy and thick, and the work was rough, with only thick lines connecting each page.The words on the cover are handwritten, and there are two words of alien race (Dragon Race) written on it.Joe opened the first page, and the catalog said: the origin of the dragon race, the beliefs of the dragon race, the classification of the dragon race, the evolution of the dragon race, the territory of the dragon race, the sub-dragon race...etc.

This is a book about dragons, and there is even a silver dragon scale in it.

Joe looked at it twice and asked, "Did you write this book yourself?"

"Yes." Caesar nodded calmly: "After all, it is a researchers' association. The mission of our association is to study a certain existence, whether it is living or dead, abstract or concrete, mundane or extraordinary. As long as you have an idea, you can study it." You can start researching."

Joe read Chapter 1 carefully, and said with emotion: "It's amazing, it's written in such detail, it's almost as if I've experienced it myself."

Caesar said with a smile: "This book is only a semi-finished product, and the research has just progressed to Silver Dragon."

Most people will be interested in the legendary Dragon Clan, and Joe is no exception.It happened to be fine now, but he was just waiting, so he simply looked at it seriously.

There are also different classifications within the dragon clan, and their differences are very obvious. The blue dragon with a single horn can spit out dragon breath with lightning power. It is thin and small, but extremely aggressive and has a fierce personality; The breath is highly poisonous; silver dragons can transform into other species, like to lure beauties, and are good at mind magic. Most of the sub-dragons are related to silver dragons; black dragons are the largest colored dragons among the dragons, and they are clever and cunning. Good at unity and cooperation, immune to magic, magic, venom, powerful, and even use anti-gravity.

In addition, there are diamond dragons, colorful dragons and the like, but there are not many of them, and some are even extinct.

There are often wars within the dragon clan, and the leaders are constantly changing. 300 years ago, a mixed blood of a silver dragon and a black dragon became the leader of the dragon clan, and his rule has continued until today.

Joe read it while discussing with Caesar. The records here are too detailed. He couldn't help but ask, "Where did you get this information?"

Caesar smiled and said, "Samir."

Joe was taken aback for a moment, but didn't react.

"There are currently only two researchers in the researcher community, Samir and I. Generally speaking, I propose the research goals first, and then Samir is responsible for going out to find and collect data, and then I organize, calculate and summarize the data, so every person here This book can be regarded as the joint work of Samir and me. What you can see, it took five years."

"Samir is very trustworthy. As long as it is what he promised, he can complete it very beautifully every time. Without him, this club would not have existed for so long."

Looking at the neat bookcases, Joe suddenly realized that what he was seeing now was another side of Samir.

Have they ever worked on so many things together...

Caesar observed his expression and said, "But we are only a small society after all, and there must be many mistakes and omissions."

"This is already very powerful." After a while, Joe couldn't help asking: "Why do you do these things?"

Caesar laughed: "I just like it. I don't aim at specific existence. I like the process of unpacking certain things and organizing them."

"What about Samir?"

"He, I don't know, but it should be because of interest." Caesar rolled his eyes and said, "Don't look at him like that, no one can force him to do something he doesn't like."

He did it just because of his interest, and he persisted for five years. Joe himself has no hobbies. He has never experienced the feeling of doing something because he likes it.

He was thinking about it when Caesar suddenly asked, "Master Son, I wonder if you are interested in gods?"

Joe had only maintained a general interest in these books, but because of these words of Caesar, he suddenly wanted to take a closer look.Seeing him nodding, Caesar quickly brought another thick book over and said, "You are the Holy Son of the Temple of Light, and you must have a deeper understanding of these things than we do. There are so many holes and unsolved mysteries that Samir and I have to give up for now. Maybe you can help us take a look?"

"Let me take a look first." Although he said so, Joe was still very happy if he could help Samir.Samir had done a lot for him before, and he hoped to pay back a little.

Joe reviewed the book on gods, which he had studied since he was a child, not only the Church of Light, but also other gods and beliefs, so he found a lot of problems.Joe pointed out these problems one by one, and Caesar was naturally pleasantly surprised.

The front part is the gods believed by the human race, and the latter also includes the dragon race, elf race, dwarf race, orc race, and more mysterious underground people, etc...

"The dragon god believed by the dragon clan has turned into the spine of Mojache, and so has the elves. Legend has it that the elf goddess has turned into the elf god tree. Whenever an elf dies, their souls will return to the embrace of the god tree. , give birth to new elves." Joe said: "In addition to the goddess of nature, the elves believe in the goddess of the forest, and the ancestor of the elves..."

"Does the ancestor of the elves really exist?"

"It is said that the ancestor of the elves has been in a deep sleep state. He woke up once a few decades ago. I don't know how it is now."

Caesar showed a thoughtful expression, and he spread his hands: "This information is the roughest, because Samir is unwilling to investigate, so I just compiled it myself based on some hearsay books and written records. Can you help me It’s great to clarify.”

"Just a little effort."

Caesar said sternly: "Joe, are you interested in joining the researcher community? We need you very much."

Joe's hand holding the book trembled slightly.

……

The continent of Reedlas is vast, and many human empires gather in the largest plain, divided by a continuous mountain range that separates the north from the south, namely the Northern Alliance and the Southern Alliance.In the territory further south of the Confederacy, there is a mysterious and vast forest, which inhabits 90.00% of the magical beasts in the mainland.And after crossing the South China Sea, there is a mysterious island, which is the legendary Elf Island.

In recent years, the elves have adjusted their foreign strategies, connected with the Southern Alliance across the sea, and conducted a large number of cultural and economic exchanges.The previously closed Elf Island has also been reopened, and businessmen and adventurers of other races can be seen coming and going, and many troubadours come here to study.

However, the places where the elves are open are limited to the outer islands. In the deeper inner islands, heavy restrictions are still placed, and no foreigners are allowed to enter.

In the depths of the inner island, a towering giant tree stands quietly in the pool, surrounded by several unicorns drinking water leisurely.When the patriarch of the young elves passed by the sacred tree, he stopped to meditate for a moment, which calmed his excitement a little.

He walked forward again, walked through the water pool, entered the cave, and all the way down, the surroundings became colder and colder, but it was not bleak, because there were lush moonlight flowers growing on both sides, making the cave as if embraced by the moonlight.

The young patriarch finally came to an exquisite and gorgeous stone gate. The moonlight flower climbed on the stone gate mountain, and the transparent petals swayed slightly. This is actually a beautiful scene, but it is too cold.

Even the elves who like the shade can hardly resist such a chill.

The young patriarch took a deep breath and said at the door: "First ancestor, you lost your sword."