Silver Dragon [Western Fantasy]

Rodster is recording the fusion experience with Lingsi Grass just now, he can feel that the current progress has reached the limit, he needs a breakthrough, and that breakthrough will come without knowing when.

The nib poured out the characters on the paper, and Rodster's handwriting was still neat and beautiful even in a state of distraction where the project was delayed and unable to move forward.In his career as a magician, he undoubtedly encountered many failures. The magician is just like this, using 99 failures to pave the way for a success.

Frustration and disappointment have no effect, Rodster is good at controlling his emotions, the nib of the pen hangs on the paper, he thinks about the way to break through the bottleneck, and suddenly hears a low voice of exclamation from the space.

The tip of the pen fell on the paper and drew a stroke that was out of specification. Rodster frowned, looking at the notes that were destroyed by an accidental stroke.Samir is not the kind of character who is startled at first glance, and he is very quiet when he goes to sleep every day, which never disturbs him. To be honest, Rodster is already used to this state.

What happened?

Rodster had already appeared in his personal space in the next second. He watched Samir holding the dragon egg in fear and confusion—at this time, the shell of the dragon egg had cracked many cracks, and those cracks were still going on. Expanding rapidly, the black dragon cub inside is desperately arching outward.

Samir held the dragon egg far away, and a transparent liquid kept flowing into his hand. Seeing Rodster coming in, Samir cast a look of help: "It's broken, the shell is broken, what should I do?!"

His voice was trembling, his hands and arms were wet with the slippery liquid, but he didn't dare to move at all, as if he had been petrified.

Rodster was also surprised that the dragon egg would break its shell at this time, but the little silver dragon was too flustered, so he had no choice but to calm down quickly: "You put the dragon egg down first."

"But, can it, won't it shatter when you put it down?"

"Are dragon eggs so fragile?" Dragon eggs are very hard, especially black dragon eggs, which can be smashed and played with stones. Rodster said, "Samir, calm down first."

His voice was as cold as ever, but at this time Samir quickly recovered his sobriety.The first time Samir saw a dragon egg break, it was broken in his arms, so he was unavoidably flustered.He put the dragon egg on the table, and a transparent and sticky liquid kept flowing out. The little dragon inside was hitting the inner wall. After looking at it for a while, Samir said worriedly: "It seems that he can't get out."

Rodster put his hands on his shoulders: "Wait a minute."

Samir half-kneeled in front of the table, looking helplessly at the black dragon cub who was trying to crack its shell. The egg shell is very hard, and the cub needs to hone its solid appearance and powerful strength during the process of cracking the shell.

In the past, there were dragons that couldn't break their shells and ended up dying in their eggshells... Samir's heart palpitated when he thought of this, but he didn't even dare to say it, for fear of becoming a curse.

There are more and more slits in the dragon eggs, but the movement inside is getting smaller and smaller. Samir is anxious, desperately recalling what he heard before about the cubs breaking their shells—it probably needs a suitable temperature and the company of the mother... …

Samir thought of this and said, "The temperature..."

Before he finished speaking, the temperature around the dragon egg became higher. Although Rodster didn't say a word, he kept paying attention to the state of the dragon egg.The weak cubs inside started to crack the shell again. After an unknown amount of time, they finally heard a click, and a round black horn pushed open the eggshell.The crack was getting bigger and bigger, and the black dragon cub's claws came out, followed by the wet nose, the whole head, and finally the black dragon cub turned over and completely drilled out of the dragon egg.

"Hmm..." Samir finally breathed a sigh of relief. After the black dragon cub came out, without opening its eyes, it stumbled into Samir's arms, pushed it hard, and pressed against Samir's body tightly, whimpering. humming sound.

The cub was still covered with slimy liquid, and it all got on Samir's body.Samir carefully touched the cub's skin. The little black dragon hadn't grown scales yet, and its skin was smooth and delicate, just like touching a piece of paper soaked in water.

Samir gently touched the little horn of the black dragon cub with his lips, which was the softest part of his body. Samir thought that only in this way would he not hurt the cub.The black dragon cub let out a cry of joy, crawled back to find its own eggshell, and then returned to Samir's arms, gnawing on the eggshell.

"He thinks you are his mother?" Rodster said.

Don't say it!Of course, Samir also knew that it might be because of the drop of blood before, or because he was with the cub all the time before the shell was broken, the black dragon cub obviously regarded him as his mother.

But when holding the black dragon cub, Samir really felt an unprecedented softness in his heart, as if the air around him had turned into cotton. Samir could only relax his movements even more, holding the cub carefully. cub.

"The black dragon cub is not as vulnerable as you think." Rodster said.

Of course Samir knew, but the black dragon cub's soft skin was close to him, warm on his body, and had a strange fragrance, which made him become like this unconsciously.

"You are so shameful." Rodster sneered.

Samir looked at him unconvinced: "Then you come to hug?"

Rodster was extremely disgusted: "No."

Samir lowered his head and fed the remaining eggshells to the black dragon cub. The cub ate very hard, but refused to give up.Seeing that the black dragon cub couldn't do without Samir, Rodster frowned: "It's such a bad luck that the little guy breaks his shell at this time."

There is still a lot of work waiting for Samir outside, and there is absolutely no time for him to raise the children.

"I also know, but this kind of thing can't be controlled. It seems that this little black dragon has been born for 50 years." Samir said suddenly, "Let's give him a name."

Rodster is completely indifferent to this kind of thing: "Whatever."

"..." Samir pondered for a while, then asked, "How about Dak?"

He looked up at Rodster, and looked at the magician expectantly without blinking, as if Rodster's opinion was very important.Rodster thought it was none of my business, and said casually, "Okay."

Samir was very happy, bowed his head and said to the little black dragon: "Then you will be called Dak for now, and I will bring you home later, and let your mother choose a better name."

Rodster suddenly felt a little upset: "I think this name is pretty good."

Samir smiled and looked at the little black dragon tenderly.The little black dragon gnawed the eggshell with difficulty, burped, and spewed out a little spark from his mouth.

The little black dragon fell asleep after eating, but for Samir and Rodster, the work had just begun.He put the little black dragon on the bed, and then continued to read the report and do experiments with Rodster outside. The time was already very tight, and the birth of little Duck took a lot of time.Samir had to flip through the report faster to fill in the previous gaps.At the same time, these reports are very important to the great magicians, so he can't be perfunctory.In this high-pressure situation, Samir forced himself to concentrate and soon sank into a strange state.

He felt that his thinking became faster, and some problems that he couldn't figure out before were solved. Those reports became clearer in his eyes, and the structure could be seen almost at a glance.

In this state, Samir did not feel tired, but had a bright sense of relaxation and a slight sense of joy.His mind and body were light, he didn't notice his state at all, and just devoted himself to his work.

Rodster instead noticed his abnormal state, because Samir's efficiency was significantly higher.He then took Samir's revised report, at first he glanced at it casually, and then he read it more and more slowly, falling into deep thought.

Now Samir's modified content is similar to him in addition to the sentence and handwriting, and even the thinking is similar to him.Even if Rodster came to change some places, he would make the same judgment.

Will it break through instead of collapsing under high pressure... Rodster unconsciously smiled, and he put the report back. During the whole process, Samir didn't notice anything.

What a fine little dragon, literally...priceless.But why does Samir like this fall into so many inexplicable emotions.Rodster simply felt sorry, with such talent and hard work, coupled with the lifespan of the Dragon Clan, in time, maybe Samir's achievements would be higher than his.

Rodster shook his head, but the corners of his mouth did not drop until he sat down to continue his work.

Immersed in his work, Samir has found joy in analyzing structures and then modifying them.Suddenly, there was a burst of crying from the side. It was the first time Samir heard this sound, but he was unexpectedly sensitive.

"Dak is crying?" Samir raised his head and asked.

Rodster was very calm: "Yes."

Samir said nervously, "Open up the space."

Rodster looked at him and sighed.After that state is interrupted, it is difficult to continue, and it is not certain whether you will be able to enter next time.He felt that it was a foolish choice for Samir to leave the state after crying for the cub.In that state, just for a period of time, it was of great help to Samir.And the longer the time, the greater the improvement of Samir will be.

To be weighed down by useless emotions is Samir's shortcoming...

Rodster still opened up the space, and kept trying to hit the inner wall of the space. The little black dragon who was desperately trying to come out to find "mother" turned somersault because of too much force.He couldn't even open his eyes, and staggered towards Samir.Samir squatted down, caught the little black dragon, and held him in his arms.

The little black dragon let out an aggrieved cry in his arms, and spit out a little spark from his mouth.

Samir touched the little black dragon, raised his eyes and asked, "Why didn't you let him out just now?"

Rodster was even more upset, and said coldly: "There will be nothing wrong with him inside, he just cried."

Samir knew that Rodster couldn't understand, so he said helplessly: "Crying means there is a big problem..."

"I have a way to keep him from crying again."

"No, no, no!" Samir knew that Rodster was angry because he missed work, but it was too unkind to do this.He once again refreshed his understanding of Rodster, and said in his mouth: "I will work with him in my arms, and I won't waste time."

The black dragon cub just wants to be close to its "mother". For a newborn cub, it is safe only by the mother's side.

It's a pup's survival instinct.

As for Rodster, it may be precisely because he is such an extreme person that he will become the second legendary magician in human history.

Both sides are surviving on their own terms.

So it can only be compromised by Samir.

He put the little black dragon on his lap, fortunately the little black dragon is very obedient as long as he is with him, not noisy, nestled in his arms obediently licking his skin, there is still some mucus on it.

Samir tried to calm down, although he could not enter the state just now, but he quickly adapted to this way of working.

After reading several reports, he suddenly felt itchy in his stomach. He looked down and saw that the little black dragon had licked himself clean and began to lick it for Samir.

"No, no need." Samir quickly pushed the little black dragon's head away, the little black dragon shook his head blankly, and Rodster knocked on the table to signal Samir to concentrate on his work.

Samir had a terrible headache, and the little black dragon insisted on helping him lick the skin of his body. This is also a way for dragons to communicate with each other. It is often seen among siblings, mothers and cubs, so now the little black dragon wants to communicate with him ...

This is not a good time!Samir blushed with anxiety, and Rodster cast a dissatisfied look over there.After weighing the pros and cons, Samir had no choice but to endure the little black dragon's intimacy while working.

The tortured day finally passed, and Samir was covered in the little black dragon's saliva.Before going to bed at night, he applied for a bathtub in his personal space.

Rodster puts this behavior succinctly: "Keep an inch."

Samir hugged the little black dragon: "Then I'll go back to the dormitory to wash."

Rodster: "Can you take this dragon back to the dormitory?"

Indeed, this kind of organism can't be stuffed into the space ring, and it's not the personal space of a legendary magician. If Samir walks out with the little black dragon in his arms, it will definitely cause trouble.

Samir was still thinking about how to convince the magician. Rodster stretched out his hand, and a large bathtub appeared in the corner of the space, even filled with hot water.

This is Rodster's personal space, and the only law that the space follows is Rodster himself.It was easy for him to do this, but watching his personal space slowly become a complete stranger, he felt dangerous, as if something was inevitably slipping into the abyss.

"Not yet, do you want me to sprinkle rose petals on you?"

"Let's go here." Samir happily jumped into the bathtub with Xiaolong in his arms.

Rodster: "..."

Samir's whole body was wrapped in hot water, only his head was exposed, and his silver hair floated on the water.His face soon turned slightly red from the hot water, and the little black dragon also soaked in the water, making a gurgling sound.

Samir reached out and poked the little black dragon's horns, and after only one day, the horns had hardened slightly.

The little black dragon jumped happily in the water, enjoying the joy of taking a bath with its "mother".Cubs like to play with water and fire, and the little black dragon is no exception.

Rodster sat in front of the laboratory table and rubbed the space between his brows.

very noisy.

...In fact, this is not the case. In any noisy environment, Rodster can concentrate on his work, but he is inexplicably concerned about the sound in the space.Rodster glanced inside, Samir's whole body was soaked in the water, the expression on his face was very relaxed, even the little black dragon didn't bother to splash the hot water on his face.

Samir raised his head and said to himself: "It would be great if I could change back to my original shape and take a bath."

He began to miss the lake at Mojacher's Ridge again, and the lake was warm after being exposed to the sun.

"When I'm done here, I'll send you home..." Samir patted the little black dragon's head: "At that time, you will be able to be with your real mother."

The little black dragon had no idea what he was talking about.

He had to teach him the language of the dragon, otherwise it would be too miserable to return to Mojache's Spine without even being able to speak.Samir was thinking about messy things, and unknowingly fell asleep in the bathtub.

Rodster didn't hear anything for a while, turned his head to look, and was speechless.When he walked over, Samir had sunk into the bathtub and closed his eyes very peacefully.

"Hello!" Rodster panicked, bent down and reached out to lift Samir from the bottom of the water, water drops rustled, Samir opened his eyes blankly, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Rodster's heart jumped violently, and he quickly realized that the silver dragon can breathe in the water, and there is no possibility of suffocation.

He actually made such a mistake, Rodster took a step back, and said in a disguised way: "It's okay... I'm going to sleep on the bed."

This kind of dialogue is very strange.

It's almost like...a couple who have lived together for a long time.

It was only at this time that Rodster noticed Samir's state, because he had just been fished out of the water, and there were still many drops of water on his body, which slowly slid down along the smooth and beautiful curves of his body.The hot water soaked his whole body into a pale pink color, and his silver hair stuck to his neck, highlighting the carotid artery and collarbone.

Most importantly, he has no clothes on.

"Transfiguration." Rodster said coldly.

Samir, who has always been able to understand the meaning of the other party instantly, was stunned. There is no problem with his Transfiguration.But after Rodster fished him out of the water, Samir felt that it was more comfortable to sleep on the bed. He lifted his long legs from the bathtub and stepped out, showing his figure very clearly in an instant.

It is the kind of slender but not thin body, every part is covered with thin muscles, the waistline is obvious, and the tight calf line is very beautiful. At first glance, it looks like a wheat field that has been exposed to the sun. , full of healthy and vigorous atmosphere.

Samir made no secret of exposing his body in front of him. He bent down and hugged the little black dragon. The little black dragon floating on the water, also sleeping, sensed the breath of "mother", and fell into a deep sleep unsuspectingly, motionless.

Rodster turned his eyes away from his straight and white legs. He has always only had objective cognition of beautiful things, but no subjective feelings, but now he felt a little hot.

Samir lay on the bed and honestly covered the quilt up to his chin: "I'm asleep, good night, Rodster."

He insisted on greeting Rodster like this every day. Rodster always pretended not to hear him, but today he left the space in a hurry. I don't know if it was Samir's illusion. The magician's back had a feeling of fleeing.

Distraught, Rodster returned to the experiment table, when the starry sky descended again, and the spirit grass stretched its leaves under the light of the stars.

Although he wanted to focus on the fusion experiment, the scenes he saw just now suddenly flashed through Rodster's mind, and even those that he didn't see were automatically completed.Wet silver hair, jawline, side neck, collarbone, waistline, calves, ankles, bare feet that left water marks on the ground, pink skin, and those darker places...

Rodster put his elbows on the experimental table and rubbed the space between his brows.

wrong.

Since some time ago, his emotions have been affected by Samir, joy, anger, appreciation, dissatisfaction, approval, regret, panic, mistakes...

These are all because of Xiao Yinlong.

But now, even though he has left his personal space, in fact everything in the space is still within his perception.Samir was sleeping on his side, the little black dragon nestled in his arms, sleeping soundly.For Rodster, the scene in the quilt must be revealed in every detail, because it is a personal space composed of his spiritual power...

When did things go wrong?

In his personal space, there is actually a dragon sleeping peacefully (now there are two), this is very wrong.

Rodster was still thinking, the light of the starry sky was like a layer of dreamy veil, he stared at the Spirit Thought Grass, his thoughts gradually blurred.

Samir had a dream.

In the dream, he entered a forest in search of a certain treasure.The forest was lush with vines, the road was very difficult to walk, and the dense canopy blocked the sunlight, leaving only dim dark green in front of his eyes.

He accidentally fell into the trap, and his body was bound by vines.A thick vine hung him from a tree, and thin vines wrapped around his limbs.Samir felt his body was tightly bound, all the plants were watching him, and he had no power to fight back...

It reminded him of his experience on Elf Island.

Gradually, a huge plant came to him, and its shape gradually changed.Who else can manipulate plants to do this kind of thing, except elves.In the dream, Samir saw the plants turned into elves, walking slowly, with calm and deep eyes, at first he thought he could understand, but later he found that he could not understand, or he had never understood .

The elf pinched his chin and gently sucked his lips.

……

"gold!"

Samir woke up suddenly, and the little black dragon in his arms made a humming sound. After Samir comforted the little black dragon, he remembered where he was.

Why do you have that kind of dream?

"Whose name did you call just now?" A voice as cold as water in a cold pool sounded suddenly, and Samir was startled, only to find that Rodster was actually here.

Rodster looked at him with deep eyes, and at the same time, Samir found his body was restrained.

The author has something to say: Although the elves are not here, you can open a small Shura field.

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