Law of the Dragon

"Shouldn't we hurry?" Sa Keluo looked at the sun that hadn't set yet, and said to the two people playing in the river, "We can go a little longer."

"The sun has set," Eros said, turning his head while standing in the shallows. The sun was about to sink into the forest, and the forest was covered with shadows. "We have been sitting on horses all day. Don't be so strict."

Larry was using the short sword that Camilla gave him and tied it to a branch to spear a fish. A black fish slowly swam towards him and he stabbed it right through.

"I caught a fish!" He said excitedly. Since he arrived in the imperial capital, he seems to have never seen a live fish again. Although the trip this time can be described as "weird and changeable", he is now relaxing. It's not bad at all, "I can cook grilled fish!"

"I believe," Eros also ran over excitedly, but immediately turned into a discouraged ball when he saw the fish, "ah...throw that fish away."

"Why..." Larry was a little depressed. Although this fish looked a bit clumsy, it was fresh food anyway. Compared to the dry food that he brought with him, wouldn't it be better to eat fresh fish?

He lowered his head to look at the fish, it was a black fish with short arms, but when he looked carefully, there were a pair of bent fins on both sides of the gills of this fish, which were attached to the fish when it swam over. So I didn't pay attention to the two sides, and now I was stabbed by the sword, and the fins on both sides spread out, just like a pair of black membrane wings. Larry had never seen such a fish before, so he was so scared that he took the harpoon together with the fish. thrown into the water.

Although it was pierced by the short knife tied to the branch, it still struggled non-stop. When the mouth was opened, the sharp fangs could be seen inside, and the strength was astonishing.

"What, what is this!" Larry rolled and crawled onto the shallows. Anyone who saw this kind of thing would be shocked. How could a fish have such fins...

"Eh? Knife!" Eros hurriedly ran towards the fish, "You don't need the short knife!"

But the strange fish had already fled to the depths of the water with a short knife.

"Your Majesty!" When Thakro noticed it, he was already a step behind. Eros had already chased the fish to the depth of the water, and after chasing the fish, he dived underwater.

Now Sa Keluo finally noticed how apt this sentence is.But he wasn't worried. After all, His Majesty is a dragon. If he regains his real body, he might be wider than this river, so even if he sinks into the water, it won't be a big deal.

"Your Excellency the Duke!" Larry looked back at him with a pale face. Seeing that the Duke didn't respond, he wanted to go into the water to find Eros.

"It's better not to go into the water."

Before Sa Keluo ran over to stop him, a familiar voice came. He raised his head and saw that it was Yarrow who appeared in front of them on a white elf horse.The legs of Yarrow's horse stood in front of Larry, barely blocking his way into the water.

"General Yarrow?" Larry looked at General Yarrow who suddenly appeared in surprise.

Yarrow pulled down the hood of his gray elf cloak, revealing a head of fiery red hair, like a living flame in this gloomy forest, completely contrasting the afterglow of the setting sun.

"Why are you here?" Thakro came over, and he didn't approve of Larry getting into the water, and Yarrow just stopped the kid.

"Come and have a look," Yarrow said to Sa Keluo, but his eyes were on the river in front of him.

Thakro frowned, and patted Yarrow's horse's neck lightly. It looked a little disturbed, pacing its hooves back and forth, and there seemed to be something that made it feel dangerous.

He looked up at Yarrow: "I don't believe you came to 'see' because you had nothing to do, what is it..."

Before Thakro finished speaking, there was a sound of water, and Eros stood up from the water.

His whole body was soaked, and his long golden hair slanted down, giving him a gorgeous feeling.He stood in some embarrassment on the shallows, and walked towards where they were, holding Larry's dagger in his hand, looking cold and sharp.

He came over with a gloomy face, just looked up at Yarrow, did not show any surprise, but sorted things out by himself.

"What's the matter, Your Majesty?"

"We have to get out of here," Eros returned the dagger to Larry, "pack up your things and leave quickly."

"What happened to that fish just now, it's still in the water..." Sa Keluo came over and asked.

"It's the banshee, it's all over the water," Eros said in a calm voice, "they will come up to pull people after the sun goes down." In principle, dragons are not afraid of any dark creatures, and the demon god will make them hurt It's nerve-wracking, after all, the demon god is the most powerful.For Eros, besides the demon god, the only thing that annoys him in the dark camp is the banshee.

There are different opinions about the origin of the banshee, but Eros knows that they should be the incarnation of the undead who died in the water. These paranoid undead often cry by the water at dusk, mourning the fact that they have died. cry.Of course, in Eros' understanding, the undead are paranoid and crazy, and these women will cry all night, as if reporting a funeral.If it so happens that someone passes by, those undead will desperately pull them into the water to be with them.

When he dived to the bottom of the water to catch the black-feathered fish just now, he saw those undead huddled in the shadows at the bottom of the river. They were waiting for the sun to set, and the sounds of humans excited them.

The wailing voices of these women and the low IQ of the paranoid never thinking about the power of the enemy and the enemy have made Eros shy away for a long time.It's just that he didn't expect that so many wraiths who died in the river would turn into banshees.

This section of water looks very dangerous. There are almost no underwater creatures of origin in the water. They are all things like black feather fish and banshee. God knows how many people died here!

The flood will indeed cause a large number of human deaths, but it has not reached this point. Even during the war between the demon gods, it is impossible for such a huge number of banshees to gather together. It is not so easy for humans to die in the water. Becoming a Banshee—what the hell happened to the river?It's almost like giving birth to dark creatures!

Thakro had already tidied up his things, but fortunately Yarrow didn't get off his horse at all.When he turned his head, he saw Eros half-kneeling in front of the luggage in a daze. His hair was slightly dry, and occasionally a drop dripped down the golden hair, reflecting the afterglow of the setting sun, giving him an illusory aura. , reflecting the gemstones on his body, there is a kind of bright and gorgeous beauty.

He unconsciously reached out and touched the hair beside his ear, just wanting to own this person, no matter if he is a king with an eye for money or a powerful and evil dragon...

"It's so itchy," Eros pushed away Sakeluo's hand, then brushed the hair around his ear, and asked, "Is there a small fish in my hair?"

"Yes," the other party looked at him seriously, and then pulled him up, "but there is no time to worry about this now, shouldn't we leave right away?"

Eros felt that what the Duke said was right, and asked Larry to move the things. Fortunately, they were light-packed, and they led the horses and carefully left the shallows.

Before the brilliance of the sun disappeared completely, a shrill and sharp cry pierced through the dead forest, and then these sharp cries followed one after another, and the mournful cry pointed directly at the heart, even if the ears were plugged, it could not be relieved.

The four rode their horses and ran to the depths of the forest, but the sad cry seemed to be in their ears all the time, as if it could arouse the saddest feeling deep in the human heart, and they didn't know where to run.

"It hurts..." Larry fell off the horse first, and the other three had to stop to check on Larry's injuries.

"Human beings can't resist this kind of sound..." Eros knelt down to check on Larry. The boy was already covering his ears in pain and rolling around on the ground. The sound made people crazy.For a moment, Larry didn't know where the pain was, in his heart or in his ears?That feeling is like wishing to deafen your ears, just wanting a moment of silence.

But Larry felt that even if he was deaf, those voices would not let him go, as if they were entangled in his soul, endlessly telling their pain and hatred endlessly.They are obviously dead, but they are forever wandering at the bottom of the icy river. Their flesh and blood have already been eaten by those black feather fish, but their souls are endlessly mourning and crying, wanting to pull others to be with them...

The shrill cry lingering in my ears seems to be right next to my ears, telling about the icy river bottom and the bone-filled river...

Suddenly, a burst of soft string music came, as if the gloomy fog in the forest had been dispersed, like a cheerful stream in spring, making a beautiful and harmonious sound of ding ding dong dong under the sun, bringing a message about life and happiness. breath.

Larry was stunned for a moment, and when the burst of music appeared, the mournful voice subsided all of a sudden, and the pain and sorrow in the darkness quieted down.

He opened his eyes and saw that Yarrow was sitting on the ground, her slender fingers were skillfully pulling the strings of the six-stringed zither, making a soft and pleasant sound.Infected by the music, even the dark forest around became soft and friendly, as if the sadness and pain just now were just an illusion.

Larry was stunned for a moment, looking down at his hands, the nails were full of flesh and blood, he must have scratched his face just now because he couldn't bear the sounds.

At this time, he realized that there was some itching between his eyebrows, and a drop of blood dripped down and disappeared into the soil.

"Even if the Banshee is howling like this, you can't hurt yourself," Eros was beside him, preaching to him, while Duke Sacre was wiping the blood from the wound with a clean towel.

"It's no wonder that General Yarrow hasn't aged. It turns out he's a half-elf." Eros looked back at General Yarrow who was playing the piano. The moonlight blocked by the branches and leaves of the trees occasionally fell on the woman's fiery red hair, like Bright flames generally make people feel at ease and warm.

"Hmph," Yarrow has always disliked this fake king, "you should thank my other half for my bloodline, otherwise we will all be tossed to death."

"Anyway, I won't die like this, at most I'm a little irritable," Eros shrugged, and turned to look at Sa Keluo, showing no intention of helping at all.

"I'm not going to play like this until dawn," Yarrow complained. "I'm a fighter, and this is not my job!"

"That's right, you look more like a half-orc, playing the piano is really not suitable for you," Eros said coolly on the side.

Yarrow's fingers immediately played a wrong note, and the shrill crying sound seemed to be overwhelming again. She adjusted it quickly, and it was all right.

"At least you'll have to act as a musician while we bandage the wound," Thacklow said gravely.

Yarrow played depressingly, and looked up at the sky speechlessly—but there was only a branch and leaf of a big tree there.