Silver Dragon [Western Fantasy]

In the dream, Samir saw the face of the elf, but when he woke up, it was Rodster, which made him lose his mind for a moment.

The cold and somewhat slippery touch spread upward from the calf, around the knee, and from the inner thigh to the waist.Samir touched down and felt the smooth leaves, the thorns on the edge were close to the skin, although it was not painful, but there was a subtle strange feeling.

"Spirit Grass?" Samir pinched the leaves of the Spirit Grass, the leaves rubbed against his fingertips, and then wrapped them around his wrist.It was Lingsicao that made Samir dream of being bound.

"You succeeded?!" Samir asked in surprise.

Ling Sicao nodded.

It actually succeeded...

That is to say, the consciousnesses of Rodster and Lingsicao are now in a state of fusion. Rodster exists here with his own consciousness, and at the same time he is looking at him from the perspective of Lingsicao.Of course, this kind of sharing is one-sided, Lingsicao can't spy on Rodster's consciousness.Samir thought, even if Rodster allowed it, it must be a terrifying place, capable of instantly tearing Lingsi Grass's fragile consciousness to pieces.

This was unique before.Most magicians, druids, summoners or other professions can communicate and share consciousness with animals, most of which are monsters.Druids are often able to talk to plants, but that is not to share consciousness with plants, but to perceive the breath that plants have been contaminated with.As for the reason why the elves control the plants, it is still unknown, even if they ask the elves specifically, they will only take it for granted.

What Rodster did was to find the spiritual power possessed by the plants and then fuse them.Leaving aside the principle of this method, judging from the results, it is already exactly the same as the ability of elves.

He can only use the Spirit Grass to carry out activities now, and the fragile Spirit Grass can't do anything. It doesn't seem to be useful at the moment, but this is just the beginning.

Just like in the beginning, only dragons can breathe fireballs, dwarves can control metal, demons can summon monsters, orcs can strengthen their bodies... etc. Humans gradually grasp these powers in their hands through various magics. The process of thousands of years, and each genre may be a useless magic at the beginning.

"The development of biological magic has stagnated a long time ago. If your experiment is successful, it will at least be a breakthrough..." Samir was also a little excited for a while. After all, he was also a participant in this experiment for the past two months. I am concerned about the progress every day, racking my brains and making various attempts.

Samir sat up excitedly, the quilt slipped from his body, Rodster pressed his shoulders, and the broad leaves of the Spirit Grass wrapped around his body, different body contact brought different tactile sensations, but no matter the hands The leaves are still cold, and all you can feel is the warm and attractive skin.

Even the bones and blood flowing under the skin have a fatal attraction.

"Are you happy?" Rodster's expression was a little strange, with a hint of doubt in his plainness, but also an inexplicable danger lurking.

"Of course it's something to be happy about."

In contrast, it is strange that Rodster is so cold.

Rodster stared at his face in the dark, and asked, "Do you know how I successfully fused with the Spirit Grass?"

Samir shook his head.

"I was thinking of you," Rodster said.

This should have been a lingering love story, but when it was said by a legendary magician, Samir always felt creepy.Rodster's expression verified his intuition even more. The magician frowned slightly, and those black eyes stared at him deeply and probingly, as if he wanted to dissect him bit by bit. As if to see clearly.

Samir's face turned pale slightly, he felt danger.

"I think you are dangerous." Rodster said, "Are you lying to me?"

He asked this inexplicably, and Samir had no choice but to answer cautiously: "Most of the time not."

Rodster carefully thought about the cause and effect, from the first meeting to the subsequent contacts.At first he approached the little dragon with arrogance, but later, as he got in touch more, he inevitably paid more and more attention to Samir.

Rodster sensed that things were getting out of hand.

Especially, when he was thinking about Samir in his mind, and after a certain thought flashed through, he successfully fused with the spirit grass.

What he thought at the time was that it would be good to keep Samir by his side...

So in the end, even absolutely rational and objective magic experiments will be affected by Samir.Because of this, Rodster's sense of absurdity and doubts have overwhelmed the joy of the success of the experiment.This is Rodster's bottom line. He has always hoped that he would remain absolutely rational, objective, correct, well-organized, and logical in terms of magic. How could a trance thought affect the experimental results.

Rodster decided to take back the initiative - at least he had to understand why his heart was being pulled by Samir.

Hearing Samir's answer, Rodster smiled and wiped the cold sweat off his cheeks for him.Rodster was carefully feeling and analyzing his emotions. He wanted to get close to Samir, wanted to see Xiaolong cry, but couldn't help feeling pity.

Interesting, why does he have such complicated emotions?

"Did you have a nightmare just now?" Rod Stein asked softly.

His performance tonight was too abnormal, and Samir was beating drums in his heart. Could it be that his mentality has changed because of the success of the experiment?

"It's okay." Samir said, "I dreamed about the past."

"Who is Kim?"

Samir tilted his head slightly and looked away.

"Tell me." Rodster squeezed his chin, forcing him to look directly at himself, with a slight smile on his lips: "Then let me guess, it's the name of the ancestor of the elves, right?"

"Atlans King Nixon, the ancestor of the elves, only he is different to you, even now, you still dream of him."

Samir said with some embarrassment: "It's just a dream."

A trace of panic flashed in his eyes, but that wasn't because of Rodster, it was entirely due to the influence of the name Atlans.

Even standing in front of him, what he paid most attention to was still the name of the elf. Rodster felt sour and angry in his heart. While feeling this new emotion, he thought again about why he had these emotions.

"And do you dream of Joe?"

Samir was silent, he really seldom thought about Joe, let alone dreamed about him.

"Did you know that Joe disappeared from the temple?"

Samir was startled and asked, "When did it happen?"

"A long time ago, the news reached the White Tower, but you didn't know anything about it, because you didn't care." Rodster sighed: "I still remember that you were still inseparable during the final assessment."

"Why did he disappear?"

"You still care about him?"

"Even as ordinary friends, we should care about it."

"I don't know, but I heard that someone from the temple was injured by him, so you don't have to worry about him." Rodster took his hand away, and the Spirit Grass was slowly pulled out.He said inexplicably: "Is this how you leave people again and again? You become too fast, and you are really merciless."

But elves are special.

"Actually, I haven't changed." Samir said seriously: "They have changed, and I have never changed."

Rodster asked interestingly: "Have they changed?"

Samir puts it rightly: "They became irresistible to me."

"It's thanks to you for saying such things." Rodster asked suddenly, "Will you think I've changed in the future?"

"Ah...Master Magician." Samir shrank back and said sincerely, "Although it's hard to say, I've never been attracted to you."

Rodster's face changed slightly: "This sentence..."

"I didn't lie to you." Samir's attitude was even a little casual: "Of course, this is not to deny your personal charm, Mr. Magician. You see that you are high-ranking, powerful, and highly respected, even if you have everything. No, you can attract a lot of people by relying on your face..."

"This is entirely my problem." Samir said: "I have long felt that there is something wrong with me, but the impact is not big, and I don't have to solve it. After all, I am living like this now, and I am actually quite happy. .Go wherever you want, chase whoever you want, take what you want, learn what you are curious about, and leave when you want to leave. Moreover, I still have many places I haven’t been to, many things I haven’t understood things. I get motivated when I think about those unknown worlds.”

Rodster snorted softly: "Leave if you want to leave?"

"Actually, most of my partners and I get together and part ways. After all, I have tried my best to do my best in the process of pursuing. Even if I leave, I will never leave any mess."

Rodster thought that what he said was right, Samir was very serious and responsible in everything he did, and he was also doing his best to complete the experiment that had nothing to do with him every day.He fully trusted Samir's ability in this area, so he handed over the report to Samir. Facts have proved that until now, there has been no problem.

He obviously seems to have that kind of unreliable character... However, in the entire White Tower, Rodster couldn't find an assistant who was more worry-free than Samir.

"So you're quite responsible?"

"It's okay, okay." Samir said modestly. He glanced outside, and there was a ray of morning glow in the sky, dyeing the end of the world in bright red. He woke up in the middle of the night, so the two of them actually chatted. Questions about relationships all night.

Rodster is not the kind of person who is curious about love stories at all. If it were him, he would probably say that "wasting time on feelings is a stupid thing."

"It's a stupid thing to waste time on feelings." Rodster said that the experiment was successful, and he didn't need to rush as much as before, so he was very leisurely: "Then what about the elves, it seems that you don't like to get together So loose."

Samir turned his head: "He's different..."

Rodster looked at him thoughtfully, and Samir was obviously unwilling to mention the elves in front of him, always avoiding his eyes.It was a kind of care that wanted to be concealed, and Rodster felt stuffy in his heart and his throat tightened, as if he was sinking in water.

Why are elves different?

He stood up, and with the morning light falling on his shoulders, Rodster said, "Since you've woken up, let's get up and continue working."

Samir didn't expect this person to be so ruthless. He just thought that they had a deep exchange of feelings through chatting, and they became more familiar with each other: "I didn't wake up!"

Even so, Samir still got up, and it happened that the little black dragon could do it too. When Samir and Rodster "exchanged feelings" before, he didn't respond at all. Now that Samir got up, he immediately got up.

Samir held the little black dragon in his arms, and found that the little black dragon became heavier after just one night.He looked into the little black dragon's eyes and asked worriedly, "Why can't he open his eyes yet?"

"Maybe it will be better in a few days." Rodster said without looking back.

Samir had no choice but to temporarily press down his worries.

In the next few days, their main focus was on writing experimental reports and summarizing magic formulas. Finally, the magic that was fused with Spirit Grass was named [Elementary Life Fusion] by Rodster.Each magic formula has a fixed number of strokes, and the number of strokes of magic formulas of different levels is also different. The higher the level, the more complicated it is.Rodster finally fixed [Primary Life Fusion] within ten strokes, barely counting as a third-level biology magic.

After his own experiment was successful, he was finally able to help Samir share some of the work—this is putting the cart before the horse, because these were originally Rodster's work!

Getting closer to the Magic Creation Club, Samir has gotten used to working with the little black dragon in his arms.At the end of the day, there was nothing to revise the report. Sometimes he would discuss some interesting reports with Rodster. During this time, he felt that there was more than what he had learned in the six years at the academy.

...Although he only picks up the courses he is interested in in the academy, all the courses he is not interested in are just fishing for fish.

"The Magic Creation Conference will start soon." Samir said expectantly: "At that time, not only people from the White Tower of Xuelin will participate, but also magicians from other White Towers. There are so many reports that I haven't read. , I don’t know if there will be any surprises in it.”

Rodster said coldly: "Don't expect too much, their actual research results are far worse than what is written in the report."

"Well..." Samir can also see this, but this does not prevent him from looking forward to the upcoming Mochuang meeting: "Well, can I take the little black dragon to participate?"

Rodster didn't speak, but looked at him with a look of "what do you think?"

Samir sighed, he knew it should be impossible, but if he put the little black dragon here, even in Rodster's personal space, he was very worried.