Silver Dragon [Western Fantasy]

No matter which team it is, as long as it gets the hidden hostage, it will become the target of public criticism.Later, the time for the team that got the hidden hostages to persist became shorter and shorter.Some students chose to give up and look for ordinary hostages, and some students wanted to fight with their strength and luck.

On the last day, the legendary magician sat in the open space, surrounded by a circle of students who had lost their combat effectiveness and were lying on the ground.

Today, after serious internal friction, Samir and the others have regained the hostages, and even if the remaining students unite, they have no power to stop them.

"It's really leisurely." Samir walked over the crowd and calmly walked in front of Rodster: "Your Majesty Hostage must have had a good few days."

"Thanks to you." Rodster looked calm.

Samir stretched out his hand, ready to pull Rodster up.The legendary magician smiled and grabbed Samir's wrist.Samir was shocked by the cold touch and couldn't help shivering.A chill came to his heart again, he faintly felt that something was wrong, and asked in a low voice: "What did you do to me?"

Rodster stood up immediately, with his fingertips against Samir's pulse, feeling the vigorous vitality in it.

"I've been waiting for you to pick me up, Samir."

Samir wanted to break free from Rodster's shackles, but the other party's strength was greater than he imagined. His hands were white and cold, as if they were carved from marble, so they had an extraordinarily elegant sense of art. It can only be used to flip books and pick up magic potions.Even without coercion, Samir still couldn't break free.This obviously doesn't fit the public's stereotype of a magician.

Strength enhancement?Passivation?Single Gravity Technique?

Samir was still thinking about why Rodster had such great strength. Joe came over, took his arm and gently pulled him into his arms, saying, "We should go."

Rodster let go and said, "Oh, Holy Son."

Qiao raised his eyes and said calmly, "Master Legendary Magician, may the Holy Light bless you."

He touched Samir's wrist along his arm, pasted it to cover the chill just now, and asked gently: "The assessment is about to end, shall we go back to the academy by carriage?"

Samir was distracted by him: "Yeah."

"What do you want to eat when you get back?"

"Let's talk about it, this assessment time is too long, I haven't eaten good food for a long time."

"The holiday is coming soon, we can continue to do what we didn't finish last time."

……

Rodster narrowed his eyes slightly, the little dragon's touch still remained between his fingertips.This holy son is not quite what he imagined, but what is hidden in the holy son?He could see that it was a broken soul.

Ai Lu was completely unaware of the undercurrents, and was simply happy that they succeeded in bringing back the hidden hostage, and said cheerfully, "Little uncle, let's go."

After Samir and the others handed over the hidden hostages, they successfully obtained full marks, and the assessment ended.Samir and the others were about to leave, and the academy informed them that because of their outstanding performance, the big shots on the viewing platform wanted to see them.

Speaking of the viewing platform, for some reason, Samir suddenly felt a strong tremor in his heart.This feeling is both familiar and strange. He has not felt it for decades, but it still reminds him of his previous memories in an instant.

Samir pressed his chest, his elf receptors were warning.

Why, was Atlans among the big figures on the viewing platform? So, what he saw that night was not a hallucination?Samir's heart was empty, but if it was true, he should have noticed it a long time ago. Could it be that after decades, the elves' receptors have become dull.

No matter what, Samir still wanted to avoid places where elves haunted as much as possible.He asked the college representative: "Can I not go?"

Anyway, after he graduated, he had no intention of staying in the Northern Alliance, or even leaving the human sphere of influence.He is going to go to several legendary cemeteries next, looking for clues to the necromancer, and tracking down the escaped rogue.Samir was very concerned about how the rogue got the dragon egg, and he had to solve this problem.

So the greatness of humanity, to Samir, is not important.

The college representative shook his head: "Someone called you to see you...it's not a person..."

He faltered, and looked at Samir strangely.Samir felt even more disturbed.But he suddenly thought that he couldn't always avoid matters related to the elves. He left without saying goodbye. If the elves really cared about this, they would have to solve this problem sooner or later.

And, moreover, in public, what else can he do.

Samir and the others were sent directly to the viewing platform, which was not far from the forest. The group was both excited and apprehensive. Seeing their elders in the academy always felt complicated, even if they had just won full marks.

A group of people were already waiting for them there, and everyone found the most familiar elder among the big people. Samir looked around, but he didn't see a certain blond figure.At this time, the President of the Warriors' Union, the Pope and His Majesty the Emperor walked towards their juniors, and Rodster had already untied the red ribbon and stood here as the owner of the White Tower and the legendary magician.

Rodster glanced at Samir and walked towards Ailu first.

Joe: "My lord Pope."

Pope: "Good job. After this semester, you go back to the temple. The church has tasks for you."

Joe nodded silently.

Bruce: "Uncle..."

The president of the fighters' union was not angry: "This is not my home, don't call me uncle here."

Bruce: "Yes, President..."

Ai Lu: "Little uncle... no, Master Legendary Magician..."

Rodster: "If you want to specialize in divination magic, I can recommend a teacher to you."

Ai Lu was grateful: "Thank you!"

Caesar: "Your Majesty the Emperor." He gave the Emperor a warning look, signaling not to reveal his identity.

Emperor: "Oh, this classmate is really good. He obviously has no combat ability, but he still got full marks."

This is not because you teach well, Caesar said through gritted teeth, "Where is your distinguished guest?"

The emperor: "Let's go, you left as soon as the assessment is over. By the way, that distinguished guest is quite concerned about you."

Caesar was a little surprised: "How is it possible, maybe he is paying attention to other people in our team."

Samir stood there blankly, and no one came up to talk to him.

What about elves?

He was obviously well prepared to meet the elf, but there was no elf here. Samir was relieved for a while, and a little bit lost for a while.

But if it wasn't an elf, who else would call me to see me? It couldn't be some other orc, some siren or something like that... When Samir was thinking wildly, he saw a black shadow quickly attacking him from the corner of his eye.Samir turned around quickly, raised his right foot and kicked it instinctively. With a bang, he felt that he had kicked something extremely hard.The person behind him reacted very quickly, pinched Samir's ankle and pulled it hard.Samir's center of gravity was unstable, and he fell to the ground. The other party pressed him down, one hand resting on Samir's cheek, and the other pressed his shoulder.

"Long time no see, Samir." The person on top of him said, "Do you remember who I am?"

Samir raised his head and saw a pair of dark purple pupils, and the irises were faintly dark blue, mixed together, like a bright starry sky at night.

This man was very handsome. From the outside, he was only a little older than Samir, but there was a strange domineering and willful expression in his demeanor, which made people feel very abrupt.It is really difficult for ordinary people to have such a peculiar temperament. Samir's eyes fell on his drooping black hair and the sharp horns of his forehead, and he faintly felt a cold and rough tail wrapping around his calf.

"...Brother." Samir called weakly.

"You recognized me." The black dragon Black said with some joy, his tail was entangled even tighter because of this, he showed two obvious fangs, and there were a few fine black scales at the end of his eyes - as a black dragon, he The Transfiguration is pretty bad.

"I haven't seen you for more than 200 years, but you are still so weak." The black dragon Black kept brushing Samir's ankle with the tip of his tail. Samir moved slightly and said helplessly, "Brother, you get up first, so many people are watching .”

"yes."

As a purebred black dragon who grew up in Mojache's Spine and never went anywhere, Black didn't care about human etiquette and shame at all.But Samir let him go, and he stood up, but kept sweeping his tail, not hiding his emotion at all.

"Brother, are you an adult?" Samir asked.

Black was a hundred years older than him, so he was pushed to the ground and beaten since he was a child.Although Samir, who likes to provoke the black dragon with his strength as a silver dragon, is also very strange.But now that Black is an adult, his strength has undergone a qualitative leap, stronger than Samir remembered.

Is there such a big gap in strength between Silver Dragon and Black Dragon? Damn it!

Blake said, "Yeah, there was a bar mitzvah just a few years ago. You are so good, I don't come back for my bar mitzvah."

Samir: "You also know that I ran away from home. There is no reason to go back when I run away! Once I go back, I will definitely be caught and never come out again!"

Blake snorted coldly: "You're pretty straightforward."

Samir chuckled: "So it's you who called me to see me."

"Of course, otherwise who else would be."

Samir suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart: "How did you find this place?"

Black: "I can sense that you are here, and then I went to the academy and said that I am the black dragon Black, and I want to see my brother, the silver dragon Samir..."

Samir gasped.

"At first they didn't let me see, but later that person didn't know what he did, so they let me see you."

The person Black pointed at was His Majesty the Emperor.

Samir pressed his finger down and sighed, his identity which he had hidden for six years was completely exposed.

On the contrary, Blake was even more dissatisfied, embracing his hands and looking at him: "How did you become like this?"

"What's the matter?" Samir touched his face. Isn't this widely praised, and he is also very satisfied.

"Where's your tail? Where's your scales? Where's your horn?" Black said, and touched his back with his hands. In the eyes of the black dragon, a dragon without a tail is simply a broken dragon!

Scales are also a symbol of beauty, but now Samir doesn't have any scales on his body!

There are also sharp corners that were originally soft to the touch, but after time has passed, they will gradually become hard and shiny, and they are gone!

Black's eyes fell on Samir's smooth and fair forehead regretfully.

"Let go..." Samir just took his hand away from behind.

"Where's your tail?" Blake asked persistently.

"It's put away."

"Chang it out for me to see."

"Humans don't have tails!"

"Then your scales..."

"Humans don't grow scales! ... let alone horns!"

The two of them are entangled here, and the commotion has already been discovered by others.Joe quietly listened to the Pope's arrangement, while his peripheral vision fell on Samir.

another...

why another...

Samir dealt with the black dragon with difficulty, and told him some simple rules of the human world, and Black shook his head frequently.Samir thought to himself, the entire Dragon Clan might be the most adaptable.No matter where he goes, he can quickly adapt to the local environmental climate and social rules.

"Are you having fun here?" Blake asked.

"It's pretty good, let me introduce you to my friends!" Samir said enthusiastically. He was actually very happy to see his fellow tribe from Mojache's Ridge here.

He took Black to say hello to Caesar, Ai Lu, Blue, and Joe in turn. Black glanced at them roughly, showing no emotion.Of all the people present, he only cared about the mysterious magician.

Ai Lu looked at Blake's obvious difference from ordinary people, and asked, "Samir, this is..."

"...my brother." Samir said with difficulty, because Blake suddenly wrapped his tail around his waist.

Everyone is not in the shape of a dragon now, can you restrain yourself a little bit!Samir was very helpless. Playing with each other's tails was very common in the dragon clan. Even two dragons who were not familiar with each other could quickly get acquainted with each other's aura in this way.

"Your brother?"

Ai Lu didn't know whether to be shocked by the fact that Samir had an older brother, or by the fact that his older brother was not human at first glance.

Caesar is more acceptable. He has always guessed that Samir is not a human race, but he is not sure about the specific race.If it is a dragon, it can be justified.Joe didn't care, he cared more about the black dragon tail wrapped around Samir than that Samir was a dragon.

It's an eyesore.

Want to cut it down.

Blake naturally noticed Joe's hostility. He smiled, put his arms around Samir's shoulders, and said familiarly, "I'm his brother."

Even if Samir ran away from home for 200 years, they have lived together for 400 years since childhood.

He watched this little silver dragon break its shell, and then slowly grow into an elegant and beautiful silver dragon—but the little silver dragon has a different temperament from other silver dragons, and likes to fight with all kinds of dragons. Black Dragon is still the strongest, so he perseveres in challenging Black.

Blake also likes to fight with the little silver dragon. He feels that Samir is different from all other dragons, not because he likes to fight, but he can't say exactly what is the same.

Samir ran away from home. He once wanted to chase Xiao Yinlong out, but was stopped. He was very sad.

Samir didn't come back from his bar mitzvah either, and he was angry.

He was very happy to see Samir again, but beside Samir, there was a group of people who thought they were more familiar with Samir.

He was angry.

Samir pushed Black helplessly. He didn't know what he was thinking, nor could he see his possessive and aggressive eyes. He thought that the black dragon completely retained the habits and behaviors of the dragon clan.

After the meeting, the college directly sent Samir and the others back. Black insisted on going back with Samir. He said that he had no place to live outside, otherwise, he could only find a random hill to rest.As long as Samir thought of the sensation that an adult black dragon would cause in the human sphere of influence, he would feel a headache.

"Then come and sleep in my dormitory." Samir had no choice but to compromise.

After returning to the academy, the five magician teams disbanded on the spot.Samir took Black to the dormitory. Fortunately, it was already dark and no one noticed Black's abnormality.In fact, even if you notice it, it’s nothing. Many orcs also have scales, forehead horns, and tails, so they can be fooled casually.

After returning to the dormitory, Black was obviously satisfied with the pile of treasures around the bed. He walked to the bed and saw half-read books on the bed, and asked, "What is this?"

Samir: "...books."

Blake flipped through it casually: "What's written on it?"

Samir sat down, leaned on the table, covered his mouth at first, then laughed harder and harder.

Hahahahaha his brother is illiterate!

"This is written in the lingua franca of mankind. I don't understand what's wrong." Black said dissatisfied.

Samir slapped the table, and stopped laughing with difficulty, his face flushed.Seeing that Blake was angry, he quickly said: "This is an adventure story, but it is different from other adventure stories. It is about a tragedy... The name is "Song of the Mountain". Although this book is not very well written, but I love the rustic emotion in it."

"Brother, do you remember that when a human adventurer broke in, he brought a book with him, which is "Song of the Mountain"."

"I figured it out after reading the story."

Blake threw the book aside at once, thinking it was a bad thing.

Samir laughed again.

Blake looked around and found that there were actually a lot of books here. Although they were randomly placed in various places, it could be seen that there were traces of flipping through them, and some of them were almost torn.

When going to bed at night, Samir and Black sat side by side on the bed. There was no way, Black really didn't want to sleep on the floor or other places.Samir activated a small light spell with magic, and then started to flip through a book.

Blake lay down for a while, opened his eyes and asked, "What are you looking at again?"

"Comprehensive statistics of the ten categories of magic." Samir's heart was completely silent in the book, so he answered a little casually.The legendary magician must have done something to him, and that chill lingered in his heart.There are thousands of kinds of human magic, and more magic is created every year, and he can only investigate by flipping through this book.

And although Rodster was successfully promoted to a legendary magician with spiritual magic, he is actually a decathlon, and he can use all types of magic with ease.For example, the prying mind he used on Samir when he had nothing to do was divination magic.

Samir can't even just look at high-level magic, because the effect of low-level magic in the hands of legendary magicians is absolutely different.

Black sat up and glanced at it. It was full of words that made him upset just looking at it.

"Are you still awake this late?" Blake asked.

"It's going to be a holiday soon, and I'll have a lot of time to sleep then."

Samir thought it was his little light technique that prevented Black from falling asleep, so he turned the light source to the left and turned his body sideways, not wanting to affect Black.

He knows best how much the Dragons need a peaceful and comfortable sleep.And dragons who are disturbed while sleeping will tear up the source of the noise without hesitation.

"You've adapted pretty well." Black said in a complicated tone.

Samir didn't hear it. He was watching the detailed introduction of the second-level magic of the mind system [Mind Imprint].

Black didn't wait for a response, and lay down angrily. After a while, he heard Samir say: "Be careful not to change back after you fall asleep, this room is not as big as your original."

"……I know!"

With the faint light, Samir wrote down a few possible spells.At present, it seems that the most likely is the [Mind Imprint] of the Psychic Department or the [Spiritual Connection] of the Prophecy Department.

But these two are not that kind of feeling when used...

Samir thought until midnight, unable to hold on to sleep, the book fell out of his hand and fell to the ground, mixed with other scattered books.

The next morning, Samir woke up abruptly. He dreamed that he was pressed down by a big mountain, and he couldn't break free no matter what. The mountain was getting heavier, hotter, and hard... …

Samir opened his eyes suddenly, looking helplessly at Black's arm straddling him, the dragon's tail wrapped around him tightly, almost suffocating him.The scales on the tail are also very hard, Black's breath is close at hand, and there are scorching breath and some sparks between the exhalations...

How normal is it for a black dragon to spit fireballs, and it is even more common to spit sparks while sleeping.

But there is absolutely no black dragon who spits sparks on someone else's bed!

Samir pushed the black dragon away with brute force, got up to wash up, and walked barefoot through the messy bedroom.Because of the common cleaning techniques, the bedroom is messy, but it does not accumulate dust.

After Samir washed up, he heard Black's sleepy voice behind him: "Samir, show your tail."

Samir looked at himself in the mirror, was silent for a moment, and asked, "Brother, you can't come out to find me for no reason, are you here to take me back?"

The author has something to say:

Sorry for being late today!

Because I read a very good-looking N/P/H article on a certain website, and it turns out that the emotional article with meat is good-looking.

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Blake is not a real brother, hehe.

(How could a black dragon be brothers with a silver dragon!)

感谢在2021-08-0413:40:05~2021-08-0517:51:46期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Amor; 2 bottles of Xiao Xiaoyang and Andrea;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!