Silver Dragon [Western Fantasy]

Samir is playing with the delicate golden cat doll in his hand. The green gemstone inlaid on it makes the golden cat look lifelike.There are also many other kinds of dolls and sculptures on the booth, such as palm-sized elves, feathered people with wings, and a small black dragon.

Samir pointed to the wooden elf and asked Langlo: "Do you think that is cute?"

Lan Luo turned his face to look and nodded slightly.

He felt a little hot on his face.

Samir was about to ask the lizardman stall owner the price of the golden cat and the wooden elf, but the stall owner said, "The golden cat costs fifteen gold coins. If you want it, the elf will give it to you."

Samir glanced at Lang Luo with a half-smile, and after giving the money, he was about to bend down to get the puppet elf, when the lizard man's expression suddenly changed.

Before Samir could react, the lizardman stall owner had quickly rolled up the four corners of the stall, and the metal and wooden dolls collided with each other, making a bang bang sound.The lizardman stall owner grabbed the packed site, ducked past Samir, and then disappeared into the busy street without looking back.

"Hey, where's my elf!" Samir yelled at his back.

"Damn, let him run away again."

A few people in black suits rushed over, but the lizard man had disappeared without a trace, and he couldn't catch up.

Those people looked at each other, saw Samir and the others next to them, and asked in a vicious voice: "What do you have to do with the lizard man just now?!"

"I bought a cat from him." Samir raised the golden cat in his hand and said, "He still owes me an elf."

One of them looked at them with a frown and said, "That lizardman is a habitual offender in Gray Feather City, trading without permission. If you see him, please come and inform us."

What does it mean to not only allow unauthorized buying and selling?Does every business here have to be approved by the city lord?

Samir asked them, "Who are you?"

"Outsiders?" The man said, "We are the city guards of Gray Feather City, mainly responsible for arresting those unruly traders, just like the lizard man just now, if you need something, you can come to the guard office to find us. "

They left after speaking. Occasionally, a few stalls on the street ran away when they saw them, and the guards also chased them slyly. After running and chasing, this street became more lively.

"As expected, it is the city of gray feathers with the largest port." Samir set up an arbor with his hands and followed their backs all the way: "I've never seen this formation before."

Wei An said: "Let's find a hotel to rest first, and then go to buy magic scrolls. If we want to go to Elven Island, do we need to find a boat after that?"

Samir looked around: "Such a big port, there should be no shortage of ships. Moreover, the Southern Alliance and the elves also have a cooperative relationship, and there are many merchant ships going to the elves to do business."

They found a hotel in the city. I don't know if it was because it was the peak season recently, and every hotel was full.In the end, Samir and the others had no choice but to find an extremely remote small hotel. Of course, it was impossible for one person to share one room. The three of them were all squeezed into a small, crowded room.

The seaside was sultry and hot, and the thick water vapor made people feel as if they were soaked in the sea. Samir was woken up in the middle of the night, but it turned out that neither Vian nor Lang Luo had slept.Wei An was lying on the table and writing a book, the candlelight elongated his shadow, and there was a handsome young man standing in the shadow, quietly accompanying him.

Samir didn't bother Wei An, but pushed open the window. The moon had risen to a high place. He stepped on the window frame and jumped to the roof under the moonlight.

This small hotel is located in the remotest part of the whole city, and there is a small forest outside. Samir sat on the roof and saw the elf standing on the tree trunk, looking up at the moon.

The blond hair is fluttering gently in the wind, like a layer of graceful veil, the elf under the moon is more touching than the moon itself.

"Lang Luo, is it because the room is too crowded that you don't rest so late?" Samir looked at him quietly for a while, and then said leisurely. The elves also need sleep every day to recover their energy.

Lang Luo shook his head. He had slept for a long time, and probably would not have the desire to fall asleep for a long time.He stepped on the wind and walked to Samir, the moonlight covered him, and then he held it in his hand.

Lan Luo stretched out his hand, and the palm of his hand was full of moonlight.

Samir was a little surprised, and Lan Luo leaned against his hand, and poured the moonlight into his palm with his backhand.

"For you." Lan Luo said, "This is the moonlight that just rose from the sea."

When night fell, he saw the moon rising from the sea, and at that moment, the water waves and the blue moonlight had a more ambiguous beauty.Lang Luo wanted to share the moonlight with Samir at that time, but Samir had already fallen asleep, so he had to keep the moonlight at that time for the time being.

The moonlight in the palm of the palm was like a pool of water, and a bright light swayed slowly, with silver water waves and blue halos wandering in it.

"How did you do it..." Samir held Moonlight carefully, not wanting to look away at all: "How do I preserve this?"

Langlow: "Don't save it, it will dissipate soon."

Samir: "What a pity..."

At this time, the moonlight in his palm had gradually dissipated. Although he didn't feel any real feeling, he still felt a slight cooling in his palm when he saw the moonlight flowing out from his fingers like water.

"It's really..." Samir sighed softly: "But there will be such a moonlight tomorrow, as long as there is the sea and the moon, we will always see it again."

Lan Luo hummed lightly.

Samir gave him a hand and told him to sit down too, and then looked up at the moon: "Besides, the moon is also beautiful now! Different moments have different beauty, and you can't ignore the present just because you think about the past." view."

"I heard that some elves believe in the moon goddess?"

Langlow: "Just a small part."

Samir smiled and said, "I've heard an elf poem praising the sun and the moon, how do you read it, the moon is like a jade disc..."

He stuttered and finished reading the poem. He used the language of the ancient elves, and there were a few words and pronunciations wrong in the middle. Lan Luo listened quietly and did not correct him.

"I kind of forgot, but the elves are so powerful." Samir shook his head, trying to recall the poem he had learned, but all he remembered was the scene where Atlans taught him to recite the poem.

Samir asked, "Can you speak Old Elvish?"

Langlo: "A little bit."

"Where are the ancient elf poems?"

"A little too."

"Then do you know any other poems that praise the moonlight?"

"Know some."

Samir turned his head and looked at him with bright eyes.

Lang Luo recited a poem softly, and Samir leaned against him unconsciously.After Lang Luo finished reading, he realized that Samir had fallen asleep.

The light-colored eyelashes seemed to glow under the moonlight. From top to bottom, Lang Luo saw his straight nose bridge and slightly raised lips. The sea breeze blew past, making Samir subconsciously lean closer to his arms.

Lang Luo lowered his eyelids slightly, perhaps because of the moonlight, his pupils turned to a deeper emerald green.Lan Luo helped Samir lie on his lap, his fingers hovered in the air, and slowly stroked down from forehead to eyebrows, and then to lips.

He lowered his head, thinking Samir's name in his mind.

Even when Samir was in his arms, the elf would miss him.

The next day, Samir woke up in bed, and the sultry air in the morning woke him up again. Samir screamed in pain, and sat up with difficulty grabbing the quilt.

Wei An was still sitting in front of the desk writing, writing freely, completely submerged in his own creation.Garcia has disappeared. As a demon, he rarely appears in front of people during the day.

The elf is still not there. Samir didn't want to disturb Wei An at first, but he was still going to ask.At this moment, the door was opened, and Lang Luo walked in with breakfast.

He gently put the breakfast on the table, and Samir stared at him dumbfounded.

The elf actually went out to buy breakfast!Bring them food!

As long as Samir thinks about the scene where the elf is trading with the stall owner outside, he will feel an extremely magical feeling.

Seeing him wake up, Lan Luo said, "Are you up? Do you want to sleep for a while?"

Samir quickly sat up, then opened the breakfast that Lang Luo had bought, and it turned out to be his favorite.

He actually asked an elf to get up early to buy meat... Samir felt an inexplicable sense of guilt, he glanced at Wei An, and asked, "Wei An has been up and writing all this time?"

Wei An said without raising his head: "After sleeping for a while, I had a new idea just after I lay down, so I had to get up and continue writing."

"It's hard work." Samir asked Lang Luo again: "What about you?"

Langlo: "I don't need to rest."

Samir muttered, so he sat down to have breakfast, and then he suddenly felt his nose itchy, so he turned his head and sneezed.

"Someone scolded me?" Before Samir finished speaking, he sneezed two more times, making him dizzy.

Immediately afterwards, he felt as if he was really dizzy, his body was cold, and his nose was blocked.

Samir touched his forehead in disbelief, his palm was very hot, but his forehead was cold, because he was sweating all the time.

"You have a cold," Langlow said.

Wei An also raised his head and stared at him curiously.

Samir was pressed on the bed, and Lang Luo told him to take a good rest, and then went out to find the pastor.The magic healing technique is only for diseases caused by magic, but it is useless to deal with colds.

Wei An stopped writing. He sat by the bed, stared at Samir, and said, "This is the first time I've seen a dragon who has a cold."

"You've only seen me as a dragon at all, okay?" Samir's voice was also muffled, which was completely a symptom of a cold.He was very puzzled, why did he catch a cold, just because he watched the moon on the roof all night?

Wei An helped him wipe his face with a towel, and said, "Is it really just looking at the moon? Could it be that he caught a cold because of some intense exercise?"

Samir: "There is something wrong with you...you go about your business, maybe you really feel that I need to be taken care of."

Wei An snorted coldly: "Why didn't you say that when Lang Luo pressed you on the bed to let you rest just now?"

Samir: "It's different... He might feel a little guilty, so he wants to take care of me as much as possible to make up for it. How can I refuse?"

Samir pondered, last night he listened to Lan Luo reciting poems, the ancient elf language was complex and difficult to understand, and Lan Luo's voice was beautiful, there is simply no better hypnosis than this.He fell asleep as a matter of course, and didn't know what happened afterwards.

Thinking of last night, when Samir opened his hand, the feeling of moonlight flowing down from his palm was really unforgettable.

While wiping his sweat carelessly, Wei An said, "Is it inconvenient for you to go to sea now?"

Samir: "It doesn't matter, maybe I'll be fine later."

He still didn't believe that he, who was a silver dragon, could be overwhelmed by a mere cold.

Because of his illness, Samir was in low spirits. He hadn't had a good rest before, and soon passed out.

When he woke up again, he only felt that the cold seemed to be more serious, his mind was in a daze, and even his vision was affected.He could only see two vague figures in the room and the sound of their conversation.

"No priest found."

"The boat is gone, too."

"Someone in the City Lord's Mansion has an accident... The City Lord has blocked the port and does not allow free entry and exit."

what happened?Samir's mind couldn't turn at all, and the conversations drilled into his ears like needle points, making him feel violently irritable while in pain.

Lan Luo walked over quickly, leaned over to look at him, and asked softly, "Samir, you're awake, how do you feel?"

His voice is very soft. Since Samir woke up, all the voices have pierced his ears like needles. At this moment, only Lang Luo's voice can make him feel a little better.

Samir shook his head, coughed twice, and said, "We couldn't find a boat, so we flew to Elven Island, and it was only a dozen days...cough cough."

He turned his head and rubbed the center of his eyebrows, only to realize that his hands were getting hotter.

Lan Luo held his hand, and the cold touch made Samir couldn't help getting closer, Lan Luo said: "From here to Elven Island, there is no place to rest, and you may encounter sea monsters. "

"The sea monster will definitely not appear." Samir realized that his voice was too hoarse, so he simply closed his mouth and shook his head.

The three of them had a dispute about whether to leave or stay at this time, and how to leave.Although Samir did not speak, he stared at Lang Luo with full eyes, and his will was very firm.Just then, there was a knock on the door.

Wei An went to open the door, he glanced out, and closed the door again in an instant.

Samir: "?"

Lan Luo: "..."

Wei An hurriedly said: "It's over, there are a group of knights in black armor outside, looking so fierce, have we caused any trouble? Can you escape by jumping out of the window?"

Samir wanted to open his mouth, but it was difficult for him to speak. Langluo said for him: "Don't worry, let them in."

At this moment, there was another knock on the door, and Wei An thought that those black armored knights would not be so polite if they were here to arrest them.

He opened the door, and the black-armored knights outside were obviously speechless. After glancing at him, several black-armored knights walked into the small room.

The clothes of the black-armored knights are fierce and gorgeous, and the hard armor wraps their bodies, showing a different kind of charm.

The black-armored knight looked around, saw Samir lying on the bed and the elf beside him, and said slowly: "We are the personal guards of the Santo, and by the order of the Santo, we are here to invite you to the Santo's Mansion."

Wei An: "Why, I don't know your city lord."

The black-armored knights looked at the elves, and they received an order that if they saw elves with long golden hair and green eyes between the three travelers, they should be invited over.

Lan Luo said lightly: "I know the city owner."

Wei'an and Samir looked at him in surprise, but the black-armored knights felt relieved and said, "Please come to the City Lord's Mansion to have a talk."

Lang Luo didn't speak, and Samir nodded before he said, "Please lead the way."

The black-armored knight's eyes fell on Samir, and then at Lan Luo. Although he was curious, he didn't say anything.Wei'an was used to Lan Luo thinking about Samir's opinion beforehand. He tidied up and was about to help Lan Luo lift the sick Samir up. The elf over there had already picked Samir up.

Wei An lowered his head and squeezed his own thin arms, and clicked his tongue.

The black-armored knight took them into the carriage, which was huge on the inside and imposing on the outside.The streets of Gray Feather City are wider than other cities, but because they are full of vendors, they will appear crowded.However, when the carriage galloped up, everyone around gave way, forming an unimpeded road.

Wei An looked at the street outside the car window, and asked a black-armored knight beside him, "Why did the Lord Santo invite us into the Santo's Mansion?"

The black-armored knight's gaze was originally on Langloo and Samir. Hearing his question, he withdrew his gaze and explained: "The city lord knows that this lord elf is looking for a priest. Guess one of you is sick, and there is a shortage of priests in the city at this time. , went to the city lord's mansion, there will be a priest in charge of treating the patients."

"Besides, the place you live in is too bad." The black-armored knight couldn't help adding: "When you get to the City Lord's Mansion, the City Lord will definitely not treat you badly."

After he said this, another black-armored knight next to him glared at him, reminding him to be cautious in his words and deeds.

Samir actually feels slightly better now than before, but other people's voices are still torture to him.He turned his head slightly, and Lang Luo's hand was placed on his ear. Samir obviously felt that the surrounding voices had weakened a lot.

It should be a very normal thing for the city lord to know Lang Luo.To say that the sphere of influence of humans that the elves are most familiar with must be the city of Huiyu, which is the closest to the sea. There are many elves operating in the city of Huiyu, and Samir saw several of them when he first arrived.

However, most of the elves still prefer to work with their own kind.

Samir thought for a while, then fell asleep in a daze. When his consciousness was blurred, he could only feel the eyes of those black armored knights falling on him.Why?It must be not only because of Lang Luo, there must be other reasons that made those black armored knights pay more attention to him.

In this way, Samir fell asleep and arrived at the city lord's mansion, and fell asleep again and was placed down.He heard a brief conversation, but it quickly subsided and disappeared again.

Although Samir couldn't hear anything clearly, he could vaguely feel that Lang Luo had created a quiet environment for him.

As the sky gradually darkened, Samir lay on his side on the bed, wrapped in a soft quilt.He received very meticulous care here, and when it was getting dark, Lang Luo and Wei An were called away one after another.

Samir slowly opened his eyes, and saw a ray of golden light flashing across his eyes.

This reminded Samir of Langlo's fighting style, but he quickly came to his senses, staring at the ever-pulsating golden thread.

A pair of green eyes stared at him, Samir stretched out his hand, trying to grab the moving doll golden cat, the golden cat let out a cry, and Samir dropped his hand weakly.

Longwei or spiritual magic is useless to the golden cat. Samir threw an instant fireball, and the golden cat nimbly dodged. His body was rubbed by the fireball and turned slightly black.Samir threw more than a dozen elemental spells one after another, all of which were dodged by the golden cat. The golden cat looked at him triumphantly, and fell into the magic element trap in the next second.

Samir commanded the magic element to bring the golden cat over. Until now, he was still lying on the bed, unable to get up at all.

Samir pinched the golden cat, the green eyes flashed a strange light, and then went out.

Samir shook the golden cat, its body turned into cold and hard metal again, and one of the emeralds used as eyes fell to the ground with a loud bang.

The golden cat doll in his hand also fell to the ground. Samir closed his eyes, knowing that this doll was useless.

He didn't have a cold at all.

Probably similar to poisoning, but the source is the doll golden cat?Samir could only barely make his own judgment. What kind of things are those unruly vendors selling?Does the person who caused the accident in the city lord's mansion have something to do with my own situation...

When will Langlo come back.

Samir thought about it, and passed out again.

At this time, Lan Luo was talking with the city lord.

The lord of the city is a woman in her twenties, with long silver-white hair, wearing a very orthodox knight attire, black cloak, black gloves, and deerskin boots.Every move, both polite and courteous, but also showing her strength.

She looks very capable and handsome, with a calm momentum. Although she is young, she does not feel youthful at all.

How should I put it, when Wei An saw her for the first time, he was even shocked by the vicissitudes in her eyes. Without decades of accumulation, it is impossible to have that kind of eyes.

Sometimes it even looks a bit like Lang Luo.

Of course, what shocked him the most was that the city lord was actually a woman, a young woman.

"It's the first time I've seen you like this." City Lord Atley Green said with a smile: "Should I ask your name?"

"Lan Luo." The elf replied calmly, "You are still the same."

Wei An sat on the side, and the city lord Atli asked the maid next to him to fill his glass.

The maid walked over slowly. She had short hair that was similar in color to the city lord's, but a little darker.

Because of the unique temperament of this maid, Wei An couldn't help but look at her twice.

When the maid was pouring the wine, she showed the gray feathers on her wrists. Because of Wei An's gaze, she quickly put down her sleeves and hurried back to the city lord.

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