Male Supporters Want to Fall in Love [Quick Transmigration]

"A potion that changes the color of your hair,"

The man in the tall hat at the counter held an exquisite bottle: "Nine gold coins are needed."

The man wrapped in a gray cloak reached out and placed nine gold coins on the counter.

The man in the tall hat smiled and handed him the potion bottle: "It's a pity that I can't take a look at your hair."

Every bottle of potion needs to be prepared by a mage. The profession of a mage is very rare, so the potion is very expensive.

He had never seen anyone so extravagant that he was willing to spend nine gold coins for a bottle of potion that could only disguise the color of his hair. This guest must have very special hair.

Maybe it's not a human race yet.

The man in the tall hat blatantly wanted to spy on the hidden face of the other party, and the man covered the cloak even more to conceal it.

The man in the tall hat sighed regretfully: "Well, I wish you a pleasant journey."

Zhang Ning held the potion bottle, tugged on the cap of his cloak, and quickly walked out of the shop.

He walked very fast, walked around a few streets, quietly walked into a hidden alley, opened the potion bottle, and drank it in one go.

"...It's really bad," Zhang Ning wrinkled his face, "it's bitter and spicy."

He lifted the hood of his cloak, and his silver hair had turned a common brown.

The system said: "It will take effect soon."

Zhang Ning slept for a long time.When he entered the lair and lay down on the pile of gold coins, he was suddenly swept away by drowsiness, and soon fell into a deep sleep.

There are many fragments in the dream, but I can't see clearly.It seemed that someone was speaking in his ear. Although he couldn't hear clearly, the tone of the other party was calm and natural, which made him want to get close involuntarily.

Until the system wakes him up.

"Wake up!" The system yelled almost hoarsely, "The world line has started!"

Zhang Ning opened his eyes in a daze: "Huh?"

The system raised its voice: "The heroine has traveled to this world, it's your turn to play."

Zhang Ning half closed his eyes: "I'm so sleepy."

He muttered to himself in a low voice: "Why are you so sleepy..."

The system didn't speak, it checked it first, and then felt relieved: "It's okay, it's the influence of the Dragon Clan's inherited memory. The Dragon Clan has a long lifespan, and they spend part of their time sleeping."

Zhang Ning asked, "How long have I been asleep?"

The system didn't tell him the exact duration.But after Zhang Ning came out of the lair, he found that the small village beside the forest he went to for the first time had developed into a prosperous town.

He has accepted the inherited memory of the Dragon Clan, and he can become a human race, but the color of his hair and eyes cannot be changed.

His long hair of that color is the same as the scales of the original body, it is very eye-catching, it is really eye-catching.

Zhang Ning didn't light up the skill of refining potion, so he had to sneak into the city to buy a bottle of potion prepared by the mage.

Fortunately, there are piles of gold coins in his lair, so he doesn't feel bad at all.

Pretending to have good hair color, Zhang Ning put on the hood after thinking about it, and started wandering in the market.

"Hire a swordsman, and the reward will be generous!"

"The mercenary group is recruiting!"

"Welcome to the Magic Guild!"

"..."

The Dragon Clan has been hiding from the world for a long time, and these things are not in the memory of inheritance. Zhang Ning wandered around the town curiously.

There are many professions in this world with a western background: mages who know magic, swordsmen who practice swordsmanship, and mercenaries who rely on mercenary regiments...these are all common and common professions.

"It's the Knights of Light!"

"My God! The God of Light is above..."

"Please bless the God of Light!"

"..."

A group of knights came riding, and the surrounding people put down their things and surrounded the road on both sides with eager expressions.

Zhang Ning was caught off guard and squeezed into the crowd, so he had to follow the crowd to watch the Bright Knight parading the street.

The human race believes in the God of Light, the believers of the God of Light form the Church of Light, and the Knight of Light is a symbol of holiness and tenacity.

The system said: "The male protagonist is among them."

Zhang Ning stared at the Bright Knights and said, "How can I find out..."

Different from the Royal Knights, the horses of the Knights of Light are all white horses. The knights wear red cloaks, silver-gray armor, and helmets of the same color on their heads. They never show their laxity and weakness to outsiders. , is a no-nonsense army.

Zhang Ning was looking up, when suddenly a knight of light came up to him, and said in a deep voice through the helmet, "Take off your hat."

Zhang Ning was stunned, he hesitated, but then he heard someone whispering around:

"He actually covered his face in front of the Knight of Light..."

"This is a provocation to the Knight of Light, and a disrespect to the God of Light and the church!"

...Is there such a rule?

Zhang Ning paused, and had no choice but to lift his hood.

The moment his face was revealed, the people around him suddenly fell silent, even the knight sat on his horse without moving.

Zhang Ning: "What, what's wrong? Did they find out that I'm a dragon?"

System: "No, shouldn't it be?"

"Winterson, what are you doing?"

Other light knights noticed the situation here and turned their horses to come over.

The light knight named Winterson came back to his senses, and suddenly pulled out his saber. Under the surprised eyes of the people, he raised Zhang Ning's hood with the tip of the sword and covered his face again.

"You have beautiful eyes," said the light knight with a very pleasant voice, with a deep and charming voice coming through from under the heavy helmet: "I think your hair should be so beautiful too, why do you have to find a way to disguise it?"

Zhang Ning's eyes were blocked by the brim of his hat, he raised his head in a daze, and he could only see the Knight of Light in his limited vision.

"God of Light," the Knight of Light held up the sword in his hand, "I allow you to look directly into the face of God and retain your privileges in front of the church."

The author has something to say: I know it's so short...too stuck QAQ

I'm not used to Western Fantasy, so I found a Latin homonym for the name.

winterson means wind