Silver Dragon [Western Fantasy]

Rodster put his hand on his face and slowly slid it down. Samir didn't know whether he wanted to strangle himself or just caressed himself.

Samir has always been able to see something in the other person, which does not mean that he can see through the other person's soul. It is difficult for him to say what it is, but the life with that kind of thing has a strong attraction for him.When he saw Joe for the first time, he saw something entrenched in the soul of Lord Son, and it attracted him deeply.

A certain orc and a certain siren in the past, as well as the different races he had interacted with, all had the same characteristics.This feature has nothing to do with appearance, personality, ability, or identity. It is an abnormality that only Samir can see and exists deep in the soul.

So before, Ai Lu once asked him, why he likes Joe, he just met him, and he said it was because of instinct.

It was indeed his instinct.

Why did Samir not like Joe anymore?

Because the abnormality in Joe that attracted him in the first place disappeared.Samir never pursued what he liked, and it didn't matter why it disappeared. Anyway, there is more than one life with abnormal souls, just change to another.

And staying in one place for a long time will always cause some troubles for some reason.

His behavior like this is completely driven by instinct, but his weak conscience reminds him that it is not good all the time, so Samir will try to be nice to those objects in the process of pursuit and communication, and then prepare a generous breakup fee.

But Samir has never seen this kind of soul abnormality in Rodster, so he was not attracted by the legendary magician from the beginning—just like the ancestor of the elves, he felt that he was with the ancestor of the elves instead. Rather unusual.If he worked harder, he might be able to see more clearly, but when Samir looked more deeply at Rodster, he still could only see a fog.

This was not because Rodster had set up defenses against him. Just now, the legendary magician was defenseless.

Maybe it's because those eyes are too deep and deep.

Samir once again felt that legendary magicians were dangerous, and this perception was a step deeper than before.

Rodster also felt that Samir was dangerous.

He stroked the little dragon's jaw and pressed his fingers hard. Samir opened his mouth slightly because of the pain, and he could see a little pink tongue in the white teeth.

Samir looked at him obediently.

Rodster recalled the wrong heartbeat at that moment, and the trance of the previous moment.When he was five years old, he cast the [Keep Awake] magic on himself. Except for the necessary sleep and meditation, his thinking has always maintained a normal and clear operation, and he has never lost his mind, trance, or lost his mind even for a millisecond. .

So what was that just now?

magic?Impossible, if Samir uses magic, even if it is the innate magic of Silver Dragon, he will be able to perceive it.That is other means?Being able to put himself in an abnormal state, Rodster became more and more interested in this little silver dragon.

From the perspective of outsiders, their postures at this time are quite ambiguous, because they are very close, and Rodster's black hair hangs down to Samir's chest. His long hair has a strange and cold feeling, like an abyss A dark river that never sees light.

Blake rushed over, held Samir in his arms, and looked at Rodster warily: "Even if you are a stone, I can't let you hurt Samir."

Rodster smiled slightly and said to Samir: "Yes."

This sentence is in response to Samir's question just now.

He had reached an agreement with Samir, so he naturally didn't care about this inexplicable black dragon.

The banquet begins a day later.

After Blake took off the black dress, he couldn't put it on again the next day.Samir had no choice but to help him put on the gown. This black robe was much simpler than his, so it looked extra slim.Black's face still had sharp horns and scales, and a long black tail hung down. The black scales on it were as smooth and beautiful as gemstones—and very hard, and could easily overturn any building after being transformed into its original shape.

"I wanted to help you change the scales back..." Samir touched the scales at the corners of his eyes, but after putting on this dress, the loose robe revealed plump chest muscles and a muscular abdomen. And the tail, let Black show a more wild, natural and charming handsome.Samir can only feel that the staff member has great vision.

"It's troublesome to wear this suit." Blakely pulled the cloth strips on the clothes.

"Don't talk about it." Samir stopped him: "Now that it's broken, it's too late to buy it."

Blake asked, "What is buying?"

"The trading method of the human race." Rodster gave the dress money yesterday. Samir has been spending money on others, and this is the first time someone has paid for him.

"You can use money to buy most of the things you want, basic necessities, weapons, luxury goods, Warcraft, and you can also buy slaves when you go to the Confederacy." Samir said: "Not only that, you can also use money to buy superficial You can buy other people to do things for you, even die for you.”

"I still don't understand why I buy these things."

The food of the Dragon Clan runs on the ground, flies in the sky, and can be caught at any time.They sleep in caves, even if they are covered with the most expensive cushions, the hard scales will not feel it. Dragons don't need clothes and decorations to wrap their bodies, and they can fly anywhere they want.

Best of all, if they want something, they can grab it.

"The greater the desire, the more money is needed." Samir understood his subtext and warned, "You are here, so you can't grab it."

"If you want something and don't want to pay for it, there are other ways."

The Fifth Prince's birthday party was extremely lively. His Majesty the Emperor hosted a banquet for all races, including nobles from the kingdoms of the Alliance and rulers of the Southern Alliance.But because it was a birthday party again, the younger ones who came were the princes, princesses or noble young masters—they knew well that the Fifth Prince’s coming of age represented two things, he was about to take power, and he was about to make a decision. engagement.

The guests wore gorgeous, beautiful, and expensive dresses, shuttled through the banquet with perfect smiles, and their every move was reserved and elegant.The glass cups on the table shone sharply under the light, containing colorful wines.And the conversation between the nobles of various races and kingdoms is far sharper than the glass cups, and the bright lights are not as shining as the gems on their dresses.

It is really a skill to be able to put so many different races together for a banquet without conflict.His Majesty the Emperor of the Northern Alliance has such a skill. Before the banquet officially started, he was drinking with an orc.

The appearance of Samir and Black attracted attention. Although the people at the banquet did not know their identities, their clothes and demeanor, especially the contemptuous and conceited eyes of the boy in black, reflected the two people's identities. extraordinary status.

After all, no one would directly think about the Dragon Clan. The Dragon Clan has closed Mojacher's Spine for more than 300 years. In the 300 years, a family has changed four or five generations of family members, and their impression of the Dragon Clan is getting more and more blurred.

While they were still guessing who the two were, His Majesty the Emperor greeted the orc messenger, and then walked straight towards Samir and the others.

"Good evening, you are very honored guests to me." His Majesty the Emperor shook hands with the two dragons one after another: "I am so happy that you can come to the Fifth Prince's birthday party."

Blake nodded reservedly, and Samir said, "I've heard about His Majesty's name for a long time, but seeing him today, he is even more handsome than I imagined."

They tacitly didn't mention the side they met after the assessment. His Majesty the Emperor couldn't help laughing when he thought that Caesar had kept it from his friends so far: "I wish you a good time tonight."

The waiter passed by, and His Majesty the Emperor personally brought a glass of wine to the two dragons, and he winked at Samir.

After His Majesty left, those people realized more deeply the extraordinary status of these two people.Some people wanted to ask for information, but Blake's handsome and profound face clearly said "don't come over", "go away", "you bunch of ants", but Samir looked easy to get along with, he was dressed in white Dress, silver hair hanging loose, and azure gentle eyes, just like a legendary angel.

A girl came over with a wine glass, first praised Samir's eyes and hair color, and then tentatively asked where they came from.Samir dismissed it easily, and found that the girl was always sneaking glances at Blake, and smiled inwardly. Unexpectedly, his brother is also very popular!

The girl nervously spoke to Black, who looked at her coldly, and said a word for a long time: "Get lost."

"..." The girl showed a tearful expression, tears were already rolling in her eyes, she looked extremely pitiful.Samir immediately handed over Sipa and said softly, "Sorry, my brother didn't mean to..."

The girl grabbed the handkerchief, turned and ran away.

Samir patted Black heavily: "Don't say anything from now on."

Black didn't understand why Samir was so polite to these humans. Unlike His Majesty the Emperor and the legendary magician, the girl just now didn't have any strength at all, and she couldn't eat enough to fit her teeth.

Samir sighed, and then noticed a beautiful brown-haired girl walking towards him.The reason why I said beautiful girl was that Samir couldn't think of other words at the moment.The other party was wearing a gorgeous and beautiful tutu skirt, with big eyes, pointed ears, and a slender waist, just like a beautiful doll in the window.

Totally beautiful girl!

The beautiful girl came over with a wine glass and said in an exaggerated tone: "I saw you made a beautiful girl cry."

"It's not me, don't talk nonsense." Samir always felt that the other party was very familiar. He looked at those exaggerated big eyes, and instantly had an idea like lightning flashing across his mind: "Vivian?!"

Wei An exaggeratedly sighed: "How did you recognize me?"

"Of course it's the telepathy from loyal readers and troubadours." Samir said with a smile, "Why did you come to the banquet?"

"Of course His Majesty invited me."

Unexpectedly, Wei An was already such a famous troubadour, and he was even invited to banquets. Samir sighed again: "It turns out that she is really a beautiful girl."

Wei An embarrassedly scratched his face and said, "There is no way, you must maintain this appearance in public."

Samir: "I didn't expect your Transfiguration to be so good."

This is definitely a much better level than Black. Samir recalled that Wei'an had no fighting power in the tomb, or was it only the Transfiguration that was particularly good.

"Why do I feel like you are mocking me?" Wei An squinted at him.

"How could it be, dear Vivienne, how is your second half of the book going?" Samir counted with his fingers. Now that the holiday is almost over, it stands to reason that he should have finished writing it long ago. .

"Does it look good?"

"nice!"

"Do you still want to see it?"

"Want to see it now!"

"Sorry, I haven't written a single word for the rest."

"?!"

"I couldn't write it, so the story died."

"how so?!"

"It's okay, you are the only one who read the manuscript, so you are the only one who got scammed."

"Did you do it on purpose?!"

Samir pointed at him, his fingers trembling violently. It would be a lifelong regret to think that that wonderful story would end here!

Samir felt that he was fragile and weak at this moment, and his heart was broken by the blow.Every time he recalled the previous content, it was an injury to himself.Samir stepped forward and pressed Wei An's shoulder: "I really want to put you..."

Wei An blinked his big eyes and looked at him: "What do you want to do to me, a weak girl?"

"Lock you up, you won't be able to write and you won't be allowed to eat..."

Wei An said calmly: "This is against the league law."

"Then it's not illegal for you to trick me deliberately?"

Wei An and Samir were arguing fiercely when a familiar voice suddenly came from behind: "Samir, are you here too?"

Samir turned his head. Joe was wearing the temple white robe, but it was thicker than before. He wore a holy emblem on his chest. He had been promoted to be the successor of the Pope.

"It's you?!" Wei An exclaimed in surprise, "I didn't expect that we would meet here."

Qiao stared at Vivienne for a while, but didn't recognize who this strange girl was.However, the tone of the other party clearly knew him, and he didn't look like a believer...

Wei An also reacted, smiled awkwardly, and took a few steps back.Joe's eyes fluttered past him and landed on Samir.

"Long time no see." Qiao said gently, his eyes were affectionate and restrained.

Unexpectedly, he would see Joe here, Samir thought, what should I say, he has to be more tactful, after all, he cannot be allowed to escape here.

Blake said, "Ah, it's you again."

As for Samir's classmates, he was the one who was most annoyed by Joe.

Joe nodded slightly to him and said, "I'm here to attend the fifth prince's birthday party on behalf of the temple."

He put the emphasis on the fifth prince, but Samir didn't hear it, and looked at him blankly: "Congratulations."

"Congratulations on what?"

"Become the successor?"

"Are you happy?"

Samir always felt that Joe's question was full of sharp thorns. He breathed lightly and replied cautiously: "This is the goal of all clergy. You can become the successor at such a young age, which shows that Joe is very good... "

"However, in the future, I will never be able to leave the temple again, and I must serve the God of Light for the rest of my life..."

Samir blinked slowly, shouldn't this be the case.

Joe moved closer to him and whispered, "I must leave you."

Samir applauded inwardly, isn’t that a good thing.

A cold light flashed in Joe's eyes. He was about to grab Samir, and he put a hand in the air to stop him. Black looked at him with a half-smile: "Student, although I don't know much about human etiquette, But there’s no need for students to get so close.”

"It has nothing to do with you." Joe said flatly, he only thought Black was an eyesore, but he never felt that he was a threat.

Black sneered: "It doesn't matter, Samir is my younger brother, and I gave him the name Samir."

Joe: "I've never heard of any elder brother who will be with his younger brother for the rest of his life, not his own brother."

"Even so, it's not your turn to be human..."

Samir wished he could just disappear, he took half a step back, bumped into a cold embrace, and then a slender and elegant hand, which could be called a work of art, rested on Samir's shoulder, rubbing his fingertips on his bare shoulder and neck. skin.

Rodster's voice carried an obvious smile: "It's so lively."

Samir covered his face, so don't make trouble!

The gazes of Black and Joe fell on the legendary magician at the same time, and Samir leaned against him, the gestures of the two were quite intimate, and Samir had no intention of struggling at all.

Black's face changed: "You let him go!"

"I didn't force him." Rodster smiled slightly, lowered his head and asked, "You say yes, little silver dragon."

"Of course." Samir nodded seriously: "Then do you feel happy now?"

Rodster sneered: "It's still close."

"You're such a pervert."

The two of them were obviously speaking words that only they could understand. Black froze, and Joe had to suppress with all his strength to keep his face from showing any flaws. In fact, his fingers were clenched into fists in the wide cuffs, and his nails Dig deep into the flesh.

"Is this your next one?" Joe's voice was almost stretched into a straight line: "I asked Caesar, before you came to the academy, there was a red-haired orc who had been looking for you, and you managed to get rid of him."

Joe paused and asked, "Are you going to get rid of me like you got rid of that red-haired orc?"

The air seemed to freeze and explode at this moment, leaving only a piece of dead ashes. Everyone didn't speak, and looked at Samir silently.If the line of sight can be substantiated, Samir's face has been pierced into a sieve at this time.

Joe's questioning gaze, Black's puzzled gaze, Rodster's interesting gaze, and Vian...

Wei An actually took out a pen and paper, and began to write and draw with his eyes shining!

If you have such professional ethics, finish writing the following story first!

Under the huge shock, Samir calmed down and thought quickly.

If you don't explain it clearly and procrastinate, it will be irresponsible.Joe has become his successor, and his future is bright, so why bother with someone like himself.So we should cut off the connection with Joe cleanly, so that he won't have any extra thoughts.

Thinking about it carefully, this is simply a good opportunity.

"Joe, let's not meet again." Samir said, "I don't want Lord Rodster to misunderstand."

Although Wei An on the side didn't know the cause and effect, he could probably guess it. He looked at Samir in shock. He didn't expect the other party to say such a scumbag!

It's so scumbag, he couldn't bear to look at Joe's face!

Joe didn't want to mess himself up so much if he could.

But he still couldn't help asking, the only glimmer of hope was ruthlessly wiped out, Joe only felt that he was ridiculous, and he was so ridiculous for holding on to hope.His body was crumbling, his face was terribly pale, and his whole body seemed to be drained of life in an instant, turning into a piece of sharp white paper.

"why?"

The words were so soft that he could not hear them himself, and after they were said, Joe regretted them.It's so stupid to ask such a question, it's simply throwing out one's dignity and letting others trample on it.However, he was vaguely looking forward to Samir's answer, like a person who has fallen into the abyss, longing for someone below to support him.

Samir also felt that Joe was not in the right state, so he asked, "Do you want to take a break?"

Joe: "Answer me, why?!"

"...Actually, there is no reason. This is definitely not your fault, but my problem." Samir: "The main thing is that something disappeared."

"What?" Joe was in pain, still a little puzzled.

Samir was telling the truth, so he continued smoothly: "I was indeed attracted to you at the beginning, but you see, we haven't confirmed the relationship, right. So after that, you don't have to pay attention to me, if you If I am really angry, I will leave the sphere of influence of human beings, ah no, the sphere of influence of the entire Temple of Light..."

boom.

Joe heard the sound of himself falling to pieces.

On the last side, he wanted to leave a good impression on each other.

"Who told you to leave, huh?" Rodster grabbed Samir's wrist: "Did you forget the agreement with me?"

"Of course I won't forget."

Blake and Joe spoke at the same time.

Blake asked suspiciously, "What agreement do you have?"

Joe: "So are you attracted to him now?"

Samir naturally avoided Black's question, and answered Joe: "Actually, it's not..."

Rodster clasped Samir's neck weakly with his fingers, but his tone was very intimate: "Samir and I play different games from children like you."

Joe stared at those hands that were like works of art. Presumably in his heart, those fingers were the most important things in the world that should be destroyed.

"Master Legendary Magician." Joe's voice was like a knife: "You are so old, it's not good to mix in children's games."

The air exploded again, as if a hundred magicians threw elemental bombs at this place at the same time, the air pressure was so low that it was suffocating.

The author has something to say:

Too scum, too scum.