Under the Red Dragon

Silent and dark, the sound of waves, the world shaking. Caron slowly opened his tired eyes, smelled the clear fishy smell of seawater, and what came into view was pairs of giant dragon eyes emitting a faint light in the darkness.

"Caron!"

"Caron, you're finally awake."

"Caron, how are you? Do you feel okay?"

The surprised voices of the young dragons came from his ears, somewhat like the buzzing sound heard after tinnitus. His head was a little dizzy, but he could still hear clearly. The red dragon took a deep breath and slowly replied, "Don't worry, I'm fine now."

"Caron, Carlite betrayed us. She betrayed the dragon group." The little mother dragon Kleinaya squeezed forward with difficulty, her words full of anger as she complained to the red dragon.

"I know, Gemott told me about this." Caron turned his head and scanned the area. The originally wide cabin had been emptied to accommodate these dragons.

The red dragon Kleinaya, the black dragon Rosani, the blue dragon Dos, the white dragon Camide, and the green dragon Antajena were all here, while the blue dragon Carlite was curled up alone in a distant corner, her head buried under her wide wings, silent.

Caron breathed a sigh of relief. The fact that he didn't see the white dragon Gemott and the blue dragon Akzi was good news.

"Caron, what should we do in the future?" The white dragon Camide, who had the most trust in the red dragon's abilities, looked at Caron expectantly. He felt that the red dragon's brain would definitely come up with a solution, unlike him, who was so stupid and only knew how to follow behind other dragons.

The blue dragon Dos sighed. He was also a little frustrated. "Even Caron has been caught, what can he do?"

"Don't you expect Gemott and Akzi to rescue us? Caron can't even do it." Antajena lay in the corner, listless. These young dragons saw the white dragon and the blue dragon being taken away by the centaur tribe's warriors, but they didn't trust Gemott and Akzi's abilities. She felt that the dragon's life was bleak and had no future.

"Maybe we will be sold as commodities by these humans in exchange for a lot of gold coins. Caron may be bought back by those mountain dwarves and tied up as a flamethrower."

The black dragon Rosani shrugged. That's just his personality. Although he was in a low mood, he still caught the red dragon and made a joke that wasn't funny.

Caron silently watched these young dragons. His will allowed him to calmly accept everything that happened, whether the result was good or bad, but these young dragons couldn't. He could feel the confusion and bewilderment in these young dragons' hearts.

Currently, he needs to give these young dragons some encouragement and courage.

The red dragon's pupils shone brightly in the dark cabin. He didn't care if his words were heard by Carlite. He said in a deep voice: "Temporarily lurk our claws and endure, like a beast of the grassland lying on a barren hill."

"And I," the expression on the red dragon's face was particularly firm, he said: "I will try my best to bring you all back, back to our birthplace, we will eventually return to this land, this is my promise!"

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The original ogre camp had been burned down, and a thin layer of ash had been added to the black and gray land. Countless ogre corpses that died under the hooves of the centaurs were gathered together and piled up to form a small mountain.

And some ogres who didn't have time to escape died in the battle between the red dragon and Will Clarence, and some died in the massacre by the warriors under the Clarence family.

The hot weather has already caused these corpses to begin to rot and stink, and countless flies and mosquitoes are flying back and forth on the corpses.

The ogre giant Fafna led the ogres who had temporarily gathered and fled into the forest to carry the dead bodies, and then sprinkled a resin that was very easy to burn in the forest on the pile of corpses.

These ogres will be burned and turned into fertilizer to nourish the land. They grew up here, and after death, they can be considered a return to the land under their feet.

In twos and threes, centaur warriors patrolled the camp with sharp weapons and thick rattan whips seized from the camp, and supervised the work of the ogres.

If an ogre wants to be lazy, they will immediately whip them, even the ogre giant Fafna. These centaur warriors don't have any so-called pity, as Caron announced, these ogres are already slaves of the centaur tribe.

The centaur tribe leader Carrie and his partner Drogo stood in front of the bay mouth, followed by the powerful female warriors Oni and Suniya. These centaurs all looked at the figure in front.

The white dragon Gemott and the blue dragon Akzi squatted on a boulder in front of the port. The sea breeze blowing from the calm bay in the evening was particularly cold, but the blue dragon's heart was even colder.

The endless sea no longer has the shadow of human ships, and the blue dragon Akzi's face is already blank.

Akzi turned his head, his blank heart subconsciously wanted to seek a little comfort, maybe the white dragon was like him, and now he didn't know where to go.

But Gemott's face was particularly relaxed. The white dragon was wagging his tail and watching the sunset gradually falling into the sea, fascinated. He seemed to have realized why Caron liked to watch the sunset on the grassland in the evening.

The blue dragon Akzi noticed the white dragon's tail. Although the wound on the broken tail had healed long ago, there was no trace of growth. This is abnormal for the dragon's powerful life recovery, even if it has only been a few days.

Akzi raised his own question: "Gemott, what's wrong with your tail? Is it because you were hit by those vicious witch spells? You can tell me, maybe I can help you find a solution."

The white dragon shook his head and stopped wagging his tail and said: "Akzi, you don't need to worry about me, there is nothing wrong with my tail, this is because I didn't choose to let it grow back."

"Why?" The blue dragon looked puzzled. The dragon's tail is not only a very powerful weapon, but sometimes it can also be used to maintain body balance when flying in the air.

"If Caron and the dragon group don't return to this land one day, I will be the one-day broken-tailed Gemott!" The white dragon replied like this, he said: "In the past, I was always timid and cowardly, and liked to hide behind Caron and hide in the dragon group, but now I should stand up, the dragon group needs my strength, and Caron needs my help."

At this moment, Akzi, who is at the end of the young dragon's age group, seems naive in front of the young dragon. Maybe there is a saying that is right, precocious people are usually late bloomers, and late bloomers are often more mature.

Gemott turned his head and asked the blue dragon: "Akzi, you will help me, right, just like Caron has always helped us."

The confusion on the blue dragon's face also disappeared. He pretended to be relaxed and said: "Although Caron beat me, who made me a member of the dragon group."

The white dragon stood up, and the gradually growing wings suddenly opened. He turned around, and the crystal white vertical pupils stared at the centaur and asked lightly: "Then what about you centaurs, Carrie."

The centaurs pounded their chests and lowered their heads, their eyes full of determination, "We will wait for the return of our Lord Caron, before that, your will is the will of the centaurs, Lord Gemott!"

Well, Caron will gain crucial knowledge in this experience, and it is also about the setting of legends, Caron's childhood is over, and next is "The Homecoming of the Young King"!