Silver Dragon [Western Fantasy]

"Instead of guessing about that kind of problem, it's better to solve the current trouble first." Wei An whispered: "I'll go first, the magician looked unhappy, did he get mad by the elves just now?"

After Wei An finished speaking, he stood up, bowed to the legendary magician, and walked away with his skirt in his hand.

Rodster's gaze moved away from Vivienne and landed on Samir.

Samir was lying on his back on a bench in the garden, his legs crossed naturally, and he was looking up at the starry sky.There is no moon tonight, and the roadside lamp is the only source of light. It is Samir who is always shrouded in a faint halo.His silver hair fell down, almost as if it was shining, but it was so soft that it was hard to look away.

Silver elements are often used in magic experiments, and some specific magic formulas also use silver sand or mithril as spell-casting materials.Rodster has seen many silver mines before, but even pure silver that has been refined to the extreme cannot compare to this color.

Because it is a silver dragon?

Rodster walked over slowly, Samir only glanced at him indifferently, then continued to look up at the starry sky.His posture and movements are very casual, and his body always reveals a kind of crisp and free and easy, as if there is nothing worthy of his special attention.But they also attach great importance to the same race. If it weren't for the dragon egg, there would be no intersection between them.

In Rodster's mind, the conversation with the ancestor of the elves still echoed.

Even a genius like Rodster was taught by a teacher when he was young.When he was very young, he had already shown outstanding talent, so the teacher asked him not to compare himself with the strong among the human race, but to focus on the powerful alien race.Among them, the teacher has emphasized black dragons, elves, orcs and sirens.

That's what the teacher said at the time: "Don't underestimate the black dragon's strategy."

"Don't underestimate the fighting power of elves."

"Don't underestimate the wisdom of the orcs."

"Don't... just forget about the sea monster. Although it is indeed powerful, but it has been soaked in the high-pressure sea water, and its brain has probably become stupid."

Later, Rodster learned of the existence of the ancestor of the elves, and felt that the existence of being born at the same time as the elves and sleeping until now was a setting that only the least popular troubadour would write.He didn't expect that he would meet the ancestor of the elves later.

At that time, the ancestor of the elves seemed to be looking for something, and was walking around in the continent of Redras.When Rodster saw him for the first time, he felt that the ancestor of the elves was like a silent mountain, unmoved by the world.If possible, the only thing he should care about is the elves.

This is a bit like Xiaolong.

Then, it seems that this will never be moved by emotion. What is the majestic and ancient elf ancestor looking for that can make him leave the elf island.Not long after, he returned to Elven Island and fell into a deep sleep again.

Although he woke up again.

At that time, Rodster was very curious, mainly because, when they met for the first time, some misunderstandings occurred, and the ancestor of the elves easily defeated Rodster, who had not yet been promoted to a legendary magician.

Rodster hadn't tasted failure before.

At the banquet just now, Rodster said to the elves: "This time, I will not lose to you."

The ancestor of the elves said lightly: "This is not a question of winning or losing."

He didn't even say this to the magician, it was more like talking to himself, like a self-examination.

The legendary magician thought to himself, do you understand emotions better than me?What is love? A second-level magic spell can make the other party do anything. A fifth-level magic short-term amnesia can make the other party forget the person he loves. A seventh-level magic loyalty can make the other party fall in love with Shi. surgeon.A ninth-level magical thought invasion can invade the brain, learn all the knowledge and memory of the other party, and tamper with emotions, concepts, beliefs at will, not to mention mere feelings.

"You'd better stay away from him," said the Elven Prime at last.

Rodster grabbed Samir's long hair, Samir glanced over lightly, that glance was faint, more elusive than the night wind.

The silver hair is softer than imagined, feels very good, and is icy cool.

"Xiaolong, are you looking at the stars?" Rodster asked.

"No, I'm looking at you." Samir said, "You are the brightest star in my heart."

Rodster looked down at him. When Samir said this, he didn't blink his eyes, as if he was sincere.But his pair of azure eyes, illuminated by the ambiguous starlight and the blurred light at this moment, are indeed like stars.The gloomy night surrounded him from the edge, his legs and fingertips were sunk in the darkness, which instead made the facial features and facial contours more distinct.

In the garden, a dark red withered rose grew out of the flowerbed, just hanging beside Samir, as if it was being intimate with him.

Samir was a little itchy from being rubbed by the petals, turned his face, and kissed the dry rose.

For some reason, Rodster's heart skipped a beat. It was as if an electric current was powerfully passing through his limbs.

Samir pushed the dried rose back into the flowerbed and invited him, "Want to watch the stars together?"

Rodster's fingertips were numb, and he was still immersed in the electric shock feeling just now, so he sat down.

The two were silent for a moment, and after a while, Samir suddenly asked: "Master Legendary Magician, are you the kind of person who cares about winning or losing?"

Rodster subconsciously thought that he had heard the conversation he had just had with the elves, and quickly realized that it was impossible, so it was just a question from Samir that came out of nowhere.

"That's true, but I'm not obsessed with winning, but I can't lose." Rodster asked with a smile: "Why, do you want to persuade me to take it easy?"

It's not that I don't want to lose, but that I can't lose.

"I think you are this kind of person." Samir lay on his back in a more comfortable position, and even leaned directly on Rodster's shoulder: "There are always times when you care about winning or losing, and you just say that you don't care at all." Hypocrisy."

"I just wanted to show you the stars," he said with an easy smile.

Rodster raised his head subconsciously, and the starlight instantly fell into his eyes.

"A lot of things have to work hard to get, but when you look up, you can see the stars and the moon at any time." Samir said.

Rodster asked him, "Wouldn't it be more painful if you could only see it but not own it?"

Samir laughed: "Sure enough, it's what people like you would think."

Rodster wondered: "What kind of person am I?"

Samir: "That's the kind, it's written all over the face - you must get what you want, anyone who wants to stop me will be completely destroyed, everything must be in my hands - that kind of possessive and controlling desire is very strong people."

It was the first time that Rodster had heard someone say it so bluntly face to face. Generally speaking, other people only dared to think in their hearts.

Speaking directly, Rodster found it interesting instead, he said: "Then you are the kind of person who doesn't care about anything, can easily play with other people's feelings, and hurt the other person without caring?"

"I'm still very guilty, but there's nothing I can do, so I have to make up for it as much as possible." Samir stretched out his hand towards the starry sky, staring at the night sky through his fingers: "Why do you want to get the stars, anyway, they don't belong Anyone, but the scenery you see now belongs to you alone."

"It's a good night tonight, isn't it?"

Rodster was slightly taken aback. At some point, the music of the banquet had stopped, the sound of insects had also disappeared, everything was completely silent, and Samir's voice came into his ears particularly clearly.

This little dragon was more interesting than he had imagined, and it was indeed right to get in touch with it deeply.

Rodster suddenly remembered the elf's warning, sneered secretly, and asked curiously: "How did you turn the ancestor of the elf into your predecessor?"

Samir didn't answer.

Rodster turned his head to look, and saw that Samir had fallen asleep.Leaning his head on his shoulder, trying to find a good place because of discomfort, he accidentally slipped off his shoulder and directly rested on his lap.

Satisfied, Xiao Yinlong continued to sleep deeply.

The legendary magician has never had this kind of experience. His knees touched other people's heads, and most of the time the other person's head was broken in the next second.And he even rarely used this kind of close-quarters tactics. Legendary magicians didn't like to have physical contact with others, and the White Tower apprentices knew this.

In the beginning, Rodster came into contact with Samir because he knew that the other party was a dragon.

Dragon words are indeed the magic material that magicians dream of.

Now, it seems that it feels really cool to the touch, so I can't help but touch it a few more times.

The fifth prince's birthday party not only announced that the fifth prince of the Northern Alliance had come of age, but also announced that Caesar Abush would become the first heir.His Majesty's decision brought subtle turbulence to the Northern Alliance.And that banquet that included almost all races and all forces was also known for its splendor and grandeur.His Majesty the Emperor invited Vivienne, a famous bard, to paint for the banquet, and left a masterpiece handed down from generation to generation.

After the banquet, Black bid farewell to Samir and prepared to leave the Northern Alliance and return to the Spine of Mojacher.As soon as Samir sent the black dragon away, Caesar returned to the academy. They met in the small white building. Caesar said to Samir: "I won't come again next semester."

Samir asked, "Then what about your graduation certificate?"

Under such circumstances, only Samir cared about his graduation certificate. Caesar smiled and said, "The college will send me the graduation certificate in advance. In fact, there are no classes in the next semester. After all, we are all about to graduate."

Samir sat by the window, stared at the familiar scenery, and said, "Yes, it's been six years."

Caesar glanced at the neatly stacked books, collected materials from various places, and conducted half of the magic experiments. He will no longer be able to touch these things in the future, at least he cannot do as he pleases and immerse himself in the world he likes.

It would be great if he could do what he wanted to do like his older brothers, but Caesar knew he should take responsibility.

Samir suddenly said: "President, thank you for recruiting me to join the club at the beginning." If it weren't for this club with Caesar, Samir's life in the human race might not be so interesting, and he might not even last for six years.

Caesar smiled and said, "I should thank you for your willingness to join, otherwise this would be a club that exists in name only."

The two looked at each other and smiled. Caesar stood up, walked to the window, and reached out to touch Samir's head.

He let out a long breath: "I'm leaving, I will leave the position of president to you."

"You're not here, Joe is gone too, I'm an empty president."

"You can recruit more people."

"Recruitment?" Samir thought for a while: "Ah, yes, President, I still don't know your recruitment criteria."

"Isn't it based on you, don't you know?"

"..." Samir really didn't know!

Caesar went on to say, "But I'm leaving, you can recruit anyone you want, including Ai Lu."

"Ai Lu will be sad when you say that."

"Hahahaha." Caesar laughed, raised his hand, and clenched it into a fist.

Samir also raised his hand to make a fist, and the two fists touched lightly. Caesar said, "I'm leaving, Samir."

"Goodbye, President."

Joe is gone, Blake is gone, Caesar is gone.

The elves left quietly after the banquet was over.

As the school term approached, more and more students returned to the campus, but Samir felt that the college was even more deserted.

So he ran to Rodster.

Rodster mainly stayed in the White Tower. There were more than 50 White Towers in the Northern Alliance, forming the Mage Association.Naturally, there are different levels among the White Towers, mainly depending on the strength of the tower owner.Therefore, the Xuelin White Tower where Rodster is located is naturally the highest level at present, and the White Tower that all magicians yearn for the most.

Xuelin White Pagoda is located between the academy and the capital, where there is a high mountain covered with snow all the year round, coating the mountain forest with a lingering white layer.

When Samir walked into the snow forest, he felt a chill.

This kind of chill was similar to the lingering cold on the magician's body. Samir stepped on the snow and made a creaking sound.Occasionally, a small animal poked its head out from the corner, looking curiously at this visitor who had never seen it before.

The White Tower has no guards, but has a magic barrier. Although Samir can break through this barrier, he is here to "pursue" the magician, so he must not use such a violent method.

So Samir stood outside the magic barrier, facing the towering white tower, and shouted: "I want to see the legendary magician!"

In the snow-white world, only his cry could be heard, and Samir didn't feel embarrassed, so he called out several times.

Finally, after a while, two apprentices wearing white tower magic robes walked up to Samir, looked at Samir, and said, "If you want to enter the White Tower, go to the association first to go through the formalities."

He was wearing the magic robe issued by the academy, and he was obviously a magician, and the apprentices regarded him as the kind of magician who wanted to enter the White Tower for further studies.

Samir blinked: "What's the procedure?"

"You don't even know this, do you?" The apprentice looked at him in disbelief, and explained: "You have to go to the association for assessment first to confirm your level. If you are a senior magician, you can fill out a form and apply to enter a certain magician. A White Tower. If the White Tower is willing to accept it, you can join."

Samir said: "But I don't want to enter the White Tower, I just want to meet the legendary magician."

The apprentice rolled his eyes: "Too many people want to come to Xuelin White Pagoda because of the teacher. The teacher is not something you can meet whenever you want."

Xuelin Baita's apprentices often encounter this kind of person.

Because of the legendary magician's title, many magicians want to enter Xuelin White Pagoda. Those who follow the rules and submit the application form are fine. Some people just like to take some shortcuts.These apprentices are simply unbearable.

In fact, as long as you have enough talent, normal temperament, and hard work, Xuelin White Tower is not difficult to enter.

"I think Rodster might be willing to see me." Samir scratched his cheek: "I'll just wait here, please tell him, please."

"Are you kidding?!" The apprentice lowered his voice and said, "If every visiting magician says that, we have to bother the teacher, and I will be the one who will be kicked out of the White Tower."

What he said was indeed reasonable. Samir sighed. At this moment, another magic apprentice who had been silent all of a sudden said, "Why do you look familiar to me?"

Samir: "I don't remember seeing you."

"Are you wearing the robe of the First Academy?" The apprentice suddenly realized: "You are the one who almost died..."

"My name is Samir."

"It was I who sent you back to the academy." The apprentice said with a smile, "Well, I'll tell the teacher for you."

"Thank you."

This apprentice was obviously smarter. Samir stayed where he was, and stared at another apprentice. The apprentice said, "You really know the teacher?"

"Yes."

"How did you know each other?" The apprentice was aroused to gossip. How did the teacher, who has always been unreasonable and strict enough to be called mean, know such a beautiful boy.

"He stole my stuff."

"what?"

"He stole my egg." Samir said, "Then, I invited him to watch the stars, and that's how we got to know each other."

Wait, what is the logical relationship before and after this?If it's a bard's story, there are at least twenty chapters left unsaid!

Moreover, how could the teacher snatch other people's eggs?

The most important thing is, why is the egg, so strange!

The apprentice fell into slander. He always felt that Samir was lying to him, but the other party was very sincere. Most importantly, Samir really knew the teacher.

The teacher wouldn't really do that kind of thing...

The two chatted casually for a while, and another apprentice walked over quickly and said, "Please come in, Your Excellency Samir."

He even changed his address and said, "Wait for me to open the magic barrier."

After a while, the apprentice smiled awkwardly: "There seems to be something wrong with the barrier, and it can't be opened for the time being. I'll ask the person in charge..."

"No need, let me do it." Samir put his hand on the magic barrier, and a few transparent lines spread from his palm.

The two apprentices stared dumbfounded at him stepping over the barrier, and asked, "Your specialty is magic circle?"

"No, I just happened to know this magic circle." Samir said.

Samir really doesn't know much about most magic circles, but this magic circle is sometimes used to imprison, imprison, blockade, and isolate, so he just knows it.

The apprentice led him into the White Tower. Every White Tower is closed, and outsiders are not allowed to enter or leave, so Samir saw the inside of the White Tower for the first time.

The White Pagoda looks very tall from the outside, with more than ten floors.The inside is even more spacious, and the hall at the bottom is also the busiest. The apprentices coming and going look nervous and walk in a hurry, passing through the corridors in an orderly manner and entering various rooms.

The apprentice said: "There are more than 100 apprentices in Xuelin White Pagoda, including more than 60 senior magicians, more than ten great magicians, and magisters and great magisters. Generally, magisters and great magisters will not leave the room. Yes, they live in the area above, by the way, the teacher is at the top of the tower now, let me take you there."

There is a magic circle in the center of the White Tower, and Samir can only recognize that it is a teleportation circle with the help of simple magic circle common sense.The apprentice led Samir to stand on the magic circle, and the circle lit up with a beam of light, and then the two of them went up together.

During this process, Samir could clearly see the scene from the first floor at the bottom of the tower to every floor above, and the fewer people went up, each magician was doing his own research, and the busiest among them, Belonging to their entourage.

Magic apprentices are the lowest level of magicians. Those magicians who follow the teacher will also be called apprentices, even if he is already a great magician, as long as he has not conducted independent experiments and developed new magic formulas, If you still follow the teacher, you will be called an apprentice by the teacher.

The magic apprentice who led Samir was actually a great magician.

As the beam of light rose, he asked, "Your Excellency Samir, what kind of magic do you specialize in?"

"Psychic magic."

"Now there are not many magicians who mainly study spiritual magic." The apprentice shook his head and said, "Most people will choose elemental magic, such as setting a fireball or something."

"It's really cool to set fireballs." Elemental magic is simple and mindless, and the damage is explosive. As an adventurer, it is definitely the first choice.

"Ah, here we are." The apprentice said, the two walked out from the beam of light of the magic circle, and a transparent passage appeared in the air.Through the passage, the apprentice leads Samir to a door.

"The teacher is inside."

The apprentice left, the door opened automatically, and Samir walked in.

The inside is wider than it looks outside, and there are dense magic elements floating in the air, the intensity of which can almost form a turbulent flow of magic power.But at this moment, they were all obediently floating, even the repelling magical elements did not collide with each other, submitting to the master of the white tower.

"I didn't expect you to take the initiative to come to me." Rodster said, he sat in front of the experimental table, turned his chair to face Samir.

"Because I miss you." Samir's palm lightly passed through the dense magic element, and there was a feeling similar to a weak electric current, which made him numb all over.

Seeing this, Rodster took back the magic elements in the space, and those magic elements obediently returned to the corner, condensing into an elemental puppet as tall as a human.

To be able to do this... Even Samir can only sigh with emotion at the legendary magician's ability to control the magic elements.

Rodster had a half-smile: "You want to come see me?"

Samir said, "Yes, I want to see you and see if the dragon egg is still alive."

The author has something to say: The setting of the White Tower is found in most Western fantasy novels.

But the first time I wrote the White Tower, it was actually a romance novel four years ago, and then almost every book has...

I really like the setting of the White Tower so much hhhhhh.

感谢在2021-08-0920:01:01~2021-08-1020:21:01期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottle of Amor;

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