How did the promised Dragon Slaying become a marriage [Western Fantasy]

Ian squeezed a spell to clean himself, stood leaning on the iron pole of the tent, and his eyes fell on the curtain next door.

The curtain is so thick that you can't see the silhouette over there, but you can hear the sound.

At this moment, His Royal Highness's blond hair must have been exposed, but he didn't show it to him, it's a pity.

Mr. Julong's perception is very keen, and he can still catch some things in this regrettable distraction.

For example, the clothes that belonged to His Royal Highness were put aside for those who were marked with tracking marks. After a while, His Highness changed into new, clean clothes in a sense.

After everyone washed up one after another, two handsome female mercenaries stopped Su Tang, "Excuse me, are you the head of the mercenary regiment, right? Please hand over the change of clothes to us for cleaning."

Su Tang: "No, we have already troubled your mercenary group, we can handle this matter ourselves."

The female mercenary didn't bother too much, and said goodbye politely and left.

The heavy rain has not stopped, and as night falls, the mercenary group enthusiastically sent food, "Please enjoy."

Su Tang: "Thank you."

This kind of one-sided enthusiasm makes people feel like they are sitting on pins and needles, Fei Lusi said, "I think it's better to try with a silver needle."

The end result is non-toxic.

After dinner, they rested in a row of bunks. Everyone agreed to take turns to watch the night. After the exchange, Su Tang and Kai Luosa returned to the bed and fell asleep. Suddenly, they felt their cuffs being pulled.

Worried about disturbing everyone, Su Tang lowered his voice, "What are you doing?"

Ian got closer: "Do you want to play a smaller game?"

Su Tang refused with his eyes: "I don't want to."

Ian regretted: "What a pity."

Su Tang: "Sleep with you."

In the dead of night, a black air suddenly came out of the tent. Ian frowned disgustedly under the quilt, turned over in a sleeping posture and stretched out his arm to grab Su Tang's wrist.

So the mist spread, enveloping him and pulling him away.

In his sleep, Su Tang vaguely heard someone talking.

"It's agreed to bring His Highness alone. Who is the blue-haired man next to him?"

"How do I know, in order to prevent being discovered by those two saints, I can only use the shadow to take away the target, who knows who is next to it, maybe they have skin-to-skin contact during the transmission, and brought them here together by the way."

"Your Excellency, you are so careless that you didn't confirm whether His Highness is in contact with someone else, what should you do with this one now!"

"Boy, who are you talking to? A mere magister dares to yell at the holy class. Lower your posture and trash. I will deal with the extra ones. It's not your turn to intervene!"

The magic gathered in the space, Su Tang opened his eyes, "Wait!"

The saint-level Shi Fa was interrupted, he looked at Su Tang, "Yo, wake up."

The saint was wearing a black cloak, his whole body was covered tightly, and his face could not be seen clearly. Standing beside him was a human being who was also covered in a black robe.

Holy Level: "Trash, since he is awake, I have nothing to do with it. You can deal with the miscellaneous fish that sneaked in next to him. Goodbye."

His figure suddenly disappeared into the secret room.

Su Tang hurriedly looked to the side, and found that the miscellaneous fish in the mouth of the saint just now was his teammate, Ian.

He tried to shake Ian, but found himself bound and enchanted.

Su Tang looked up: "What do you want to do to me? Don't involve my teammates."

In his opinion, most of the other party came for his identity.

The magister didn't answer his question, went straight to Ian, and took out the knife.

Su Tang: "Wait, don't hurt him, your target is me, right? If you hurt him, I will bite my tongue and kill myself!"

The magister stopped.

Su Tang: "You really came after me, Ian didn't see you, let him go!"

The magister said hoarsely: "Fulfill your request."

The scorching flames were released from his staff, and Su Tang was free, but he was still in the forbidden state.

Magister: "Your Highness, please follow me."

Su Tang couldn't figure out his intention. If it was a kidnapping, the other party would be too respectful, "Wait, I want to untie my teammate and witness him leave with my own eyes!"

Moments later, Ian was sent to a strange wilderness.

Magister: "Fulfill your request."

Su Tang was locked in the secret room for three days and three nights. The magister no longer appeared, but fresh and hearty meals always appeared in the small window of the secret room every day.

Counting the time, today is the night of the full moon, and the door of the secret room was opened.

The faint black air wrapped in a rotten smell spread, Su Tang covered his mouth and nose and took a few steps back, staring at the magister in front of him.

"What are you going to do? You don't look like an enemy mage. You kidnapped me not for money, and it doesn't seem to have anything to do with the country. What exactly do you want to do?"

The magister ignored his words, waved his hand, and a magic roller car appeared in the passage.

The crimson hue and the cold skull made Su Tang feel seriously uncomfortable.

He was forcibly placed in the car, and Su Tang tried to pull him away, but he was imprisoned by magic and could not escape.

There was a small window in the carriage, and Su Tang, who was struggling to no avail, watched the outside world through the small window.

It is night now, and a full moon hangs in the sky, judging from its position, it is near midnight.

He remembered the legend about the Red Moon Mountain Range. At midnight on every full moon night, the moon will turn into a red moon. Only those in the deepest part of the mountain range can see this landscape. After the red moon, the dead bones sleeping underground will be will recover.

The car made an ominous creaking sound as it was walking in the dense forest. He raised his head and saw that the moon was turning bloody little by little.

When the moon was still the last bit bright, the car drove to the end, and Su Tang heard humming and singing, like the whispers of the dead.

More than 100 black-robed humans with rising black energy appeared in front of them. Su Tang immediately recognized the soldiers who had warmly received them.

Uncontrollably walking through the black-robed man with stiff steps, Su Tang saw two altars placed in the center of them, one of which held a person who should have been freed a long time ago.

Su Tang: "Ian!"

The sound came from his mouth, but his body uncontrollably boarded another altar and lay down.

The last bright color of the full moon disappears, the red moon is in the sky, and countless black air rises from the ground. Su Tang hears the sound of breaking ground continuously. This is the moment of death.

Su Tang heard his own voice: "No, you are not human beings, you are necromancers in human skin, and you, you are a necromancer!"

The sound of the incantation became more and more intensive, as if all the revived things were kneeling and whispering, Su Tang felt unprecedentedly tired, and he wanted to sleep.

The sky suddenly brightened, and a huge flame hit the ground not far away. The scorching fire waves that exploded distorted the air, and Su Tang felt a burst of relief all over his body.

He sat up with difficulty, staring at the direction of the fireball, under the vast sky, a huge figure passed by.

A roar came from that direction: "The nasty undead race, die!"

Balls of flame spit out from his mouth, heading straight for the altar.

Su Tang immediately prepared to climb down and pull Ian to escape, but he was one step behind.

Ian grabbed Su Tang who was descending from the altar, and ran away from the monster in the sky.

The wind rolled over them with the heat of the flames, and Su Tang raised his head when a large shadow was covering his head, and then he stayed where he was.

"That's... a dragon?"

Ian simply put the dazed man on his shoulders, and glanced at the black mist around him, "It stinks, damn the undead race, they shouldn't exist!"