Silver Dragon [Western Fantasy]

After Rodster came back from the White Tower, he was busier than before, immersed in his work, and seemed to be looking for someone.

In this busy situation, he still treats the little black dragon every day. After the first corrosion backlash, the little black dragon experienced several backlashes before finally cleaning up the soul corrosion.Afterwards, it was no longer necessary to perform the cleansing technique every day, as long as he insisted on drinking the medicine was enough.

That day when Samir woke up from his sleep, a pair of claws were pulling his hair.The little black dragon already had sharp claws, and every time he played with him, he would put them away and hide them in the meat pad. Samir pulled his hair back in a daze, and the little black dragon moaned and looked at him with aggrieved eyes.

Samir woke up suddenly, looked down, and saw that the little black dragon had opened his eyes, the black pupils were full of water, bright and lively, and the blue film had not receded.

The little black dragon opened his eyes!

Samir was very happy. He and Rodster had guessed before that it should be the corrosion of the soul that caused the slow development of the little black dragon, so it is still unable to open its eyes.Now that the soul corruption has been removed, and the little black dragon has opened its eyes, Samir feels that everything is getting better. Next, it is time to consider teaching the little black dragon to speak and train its abilities.

He walked out of the personal space with the little black dragon in his arms. The magician was sketching a magic formula that he had never seen before. Samir glanced at it, and could only recognize that it was illusion magic through the basic mechanism.

Seeing him coming out, Rodster temporarily stopped what he was doing and asked, "What's wrong?"

Samir lifted the little black dragon high and said excitedly, "He can open his eyes now!"

Rodster looked over, and saw the little black dragon staring at him stupidly with wide-eyed eyes, looking very stupid.Rodster immediately leaned back in disgust, but Samir couldn't help but stuffed the little black dragon into his arms.

"Look, he has the same eye color as yours." Samir let go of his hand, and the little black dragon shook, and Rodster had no choice but to hold him back.

The little black dragon giggled and stretched out its claws to pull Rodster.He and Rodster have actually been together for a long time, and during the treatment process, the little black dragon gradually began to develop a sense of trust in the magician.

Rodster was expressionless, supporting the little black dragon stiffly.

Samir said: "Next, it's time to teach him how to speak and how to use the power of the black dragon."

The power of the dragon, whether it is physical strength, dragon magic, dragon breath and coercion, although it is born with it, it must be learned before it can be better used.

From the broken shell to the three hundred-year-old cub state is the best time to learn.

Rodster's eyes fell on the little black dragon. The little black dragon still looks naive, the sharp horns on its head have not been sharpened, its round wet nose, and its big watery eyes are curiously looking at the magician , still humming in his mouth.

It's hard to imagine that this kind of guy will grow into a terrifying and powerful black dragon in the future.

Rodster said: "You should know that the damage caused to him by soul corruption is irreversible."

That is to say, the little black dragon at this time has flaws in his soul. Compared with other little black dragons, he may develop slower and be weaker, and will never be able to grow like other healthy black dragons.

Samir touched the little black dragon's head, and the little black dragon closed his eyes and rubbed his palm in enjoyment.

Samir had expected this, the little black dragon would indeed look weaker and smaller than other black dragons.Up to now, they can only hum and hum, and the other little black dragons have already spit fireballs everywhere at this time.

But there are so many powerful black dragons in Mojache's Spine, only Little Duck is the most different to him.

"It's fine." Samir gently took the little black dragon over: "It's fine that he's still alive."

After that, Samir began to teach the little black dragon to speak dragon language. Unexpectedly and reasonable, Rodster could also speak dragon language. Although he couldn't use the power in it, he was very fluent in reading and dictation.

The little black dragon was trained on the top floor of the white tower, and the main venue was Rodster's personal space.Theoretically, his personal space can be extended infinitely, and Little Black Dragon has a great time playing in it.

Sometimes Rodster would also participate in the training process. Training a dragon by himself should be everyone's dream, not even limited to magicians or summoners.

The personal space is simulated like a mountain forest. Rodster is flying in mid-air, throwing down various elemental magics, fireballs, ice cones, wind blades, lightning... The little black dragon flapped its wings, dodging the elemental magics attack, and tried to turn around and spit fireballs at Rodster to counterattack.

"Roar--!!"

The flame condensed in the mouth of the little black dragon, and then he spit it out forcefully, and flew straight towards Rodster. Rodster waved his hand, and the fireball stopped in front of him. The little black dragon flew over.

The little black dragon was chased by the fireball he vomited. He waved his wings and dodged left and right. Suddenly, a dark cloud appeared in the sky, and lightning gathered and hit the little black dragon. The little black dragon fell straight to the ground, and another one appeared on the ground Golem...

Samir stood watching from the side. Rodster only used elemental magic, and the little black dragon had a hard time parrying it. Magic is still another nine systems...

But asking the little black dragon to fight the legendary magician from the very beginning, isn't it too harsh?

After a battle, the little black dragon was completely exhausted and lay on the ground panting.Rodster landed lightly on the ground and shook his head.

When Samir walked over, the little black dragon struggled to get up, threw himself on Samir in disgrace, and began to cry.

"Samir...Samir..."

The little black dragon can speak very few words now, and Samir's syllables are the most proficient. Samir healed the wounds on his body, and those scrapes or bruises can be treated with simple healing magic.

"Samir... woo woo woo..."

"It's okay, it's okay." Samir comforted him and said, "I've made great progress today."

Rodster was silent on the side.

The little black dragon glanced at Rodster fearfully, this person is still terrifying.

"Come here today," Samir said.

The little black dragon immediately relaxed and smiled silly.

Rodster frowned: "Judging from his current situation, he should train harder. Compared with other black dragons of the same age, he is too weak."

Samir asked back: "Why do you compare him with other black dragons?"

Rodster: "This is not a question of comparison, but a gap in the facts. Do you really think it is a good thing to let him relax like this?"

Samir: "He is still weak, the training he is doing now is enough."

Rodster: "...Okay."

Rodster turned and left.

Samir sighed, the growth environment of the dragon clan must be different from that of the magician. Samir didn't know how the magician grew up when he was young, but the dragon clan didn't actually have special training since they were young.The young dragon cubs mixed together and fought with each other, you bite me, I kick you, slowly and naturally learn how to fight.

So the current intensity of training of the little black dragon has exceeded his limit in Samir's eyes, and the little black dragon's body is still very weak.But for magicians, this level of training intensity is definitely not enough.

If Rodster looked at it from his perspective, he might feel that the little black dragon was very slack.

And he is a legendary magician who spares time to train the little black dragon, which actually shows that he attaches great importance to the little black dragon.

Samir sighed inwardly, he felt a little guilty towards the magician.

Looking at Rodster's back, the little black dragon was a little panicked. To him, the quarrel between Samir and the magician was a terrible thing.Although the two did not have a violent quarrel, Rodster is not the kind of person who will be controlled by extreme emotions, and Samir is also very measured, but as long as the atmosphere between the two is slightly inconsistent, the little black dragon will be very happy. keenly aware of this abnormality.

The little black dragon grabbed Samir's hand and dragged him to go forward, chasing the legendary magician.

"Samir... woo..."

"It's okay." Samir patted his head: "Don't be afraid."

The little black dragon blinked his eyes. Although his eyes were also black, his pupils were big, round and sparkling, always giving him a naive look.

At night, Samir taught the little black dragon to speak. He sat by the bed, pointed at the little black dragon's body, and spoke the corresponding dragon language wherever he pointed.He doesn't know how other dragon mothers teach their cubs, so he can only explore by himself, and teach what he sees. At present, the little black dragon is most exposed to various magic materials...

"Scales... You will grow black scales in the future, because you are a black dragon, and the black dragon's scales are very hard, which can help you resist most elemental magic attacks. In this way, Rodster will not hurt you when he hits you..."

It was as if Rodster was a pervert who specialized in torturing little black dragons.

"Scales..." the little black dragon slowly uttered the syllable.

Samir immediately gave encouragement, and after repeating it several times, he had an idea and conjured up his own tail.

The slender dragon tail is densely covered with gleaming silver scales. Samir flicked his tail and said, "This is my scale. Because I am a silver dragon, my scales are of this color."

The little black dragon was a little confused, why his scales were black and Samir's were silver, he thought silver looked better.

"Samir's scales..." The little black dragon felt sad because he was different from Samir.

Samir did not withdraw his tail, but hung it down lazily, and continued to teach him: "This is the dragon's horn, and it is also the place where the dragon's magic power is the strongest."

"Dragon... horn..."

The little black dragon looked at Samir's forehead, wondering why he had no horns.

"My horns are hidden. I will teach you Transfiguration in the future, and you can become like me." Samir touched his forehead, and when he let go, a pair of beautiful silver horns appeared on his forehead. on the forehead.

Samir lowered his head and rubbed the little black dragon's immature horns with his sharp horns. This is also one of the ways for the dragon clan to communicate with each other.

Rodster watched him silently.

Samir's silver horns touched the black sharp horns, making a crisp sound.His dragon horns have almost grown, and after many battles, they have broken away from the soft shell and become more and more tough.But the double dragon horns are still transparent, just like a work of art, enough to make everyone who sees it feel deeply moved.

And the most striking thing is the relaxed smile on his face.

Samir and the little black dragon were talking softly and slowly in his personal space. The two dragons were very relaxed, and Samir's tail was also hanging down leisurely. Whenever he saw this scene, Rodster felt deeply A sense of peaceful contentment wells up.

Rodster walked over and sat next to Samir.

Samir was no exception. He was still talking to the little black dragon, but he stretched out his tail to say hello on his behalf.

Rodster let the tail sweep across his calf unconsciously, and said, "I haven't seen your original form yet."

Samir smiled: "It's not convenient here."

After Rodster came, the little black dragon fell silent. It tried hard to shrink into Samir's arms. Unfortunately, after growing up during this period, his size was already bigger than Samir's, and his sense of presence was extremely distinct.

"Tomorrow's training..." Rodster looked at the little black dragon.

"It's still the same." Samir thought for a while, and added: "Just do what you want."

The little black dragon immediately lowered his head, knowing that tomorrow will be difficult.

Rodster shook his head: "Tomorrow's training cannot continue."

Samir: "Why?"

"The Association has organized a group of intermediate magicians to visit the White Tower, and they will go to the Snow Forest White Tower tomorrow." Rodster's teacher told him this news, and it was also planned by the teacher.The teacher believes that intermediate magicians should see the White Tower, which represents the top strength of magic, as soon as possible, so as to better stimulate their upward desire.

Samir suddenly realized that it seemed that the Snow Forest White Tower would be opened tomorrow. Rodster said with a headache, "Help me entertain those magicians."

If it wasn't for the fact that the teacher made this request when he met him, Rodster would definitely not agree.He doesn't want to receive those mid-level magicians at all. Now Samir is helping him with a lot of things, not only revising the report, but also passing down some of his ideas. The magicians below also like to find Samir when they have problems. He conveyed it to the tower owner, after all Samir seemed to be easy to talk to.

Unknowingly, Samir became very familiar in the White Tower, and everyone knew that he lived on the top floor. The rumor of Haas became more and more fierce. The magicians even wrote the script of the two sides falling in love and killing each other. Several—they were well concealed, and Rodster and Samir knew nothing about it.

No way, this is the only joy in the boring and busy life of Baita.

It's just that the existence of the little black dragon has not been exposed so far, otherwise the script would only be even more outrageous.

作者有话要说：感谢在2021-08-1423:35:04~2021-08-1519:48:28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 who threw mines: October 1;

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 37 bottles of Mo Heyi; 20 bottles of Molan;

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