Wizard: This witcher is not doing his job properly

Regarding Wayne's proposal, Borch thought about it for a while and then agreed.

This is actually a kind of self-confidence. The dragon who stands at the top of the food chain is also a magical golden dragon. He has two powerful Zerikan female warriors as bodyguards. He is not afraid of a few people with evil intentions.

And after everyone is honest with each other, many things and a lot of information can be communicated very well, without having to beat around the bush like in the past.

From Bolch's mouth, Wayne learned the whole story.

About six days ago, the day before meeting Wayne, when Borch and his two female guards were traveling to Temeria, they suddenly heard the green dragon's cry for help from Hollebor, hundreds of miles away. Signal.

This is a kind of mysterious magic among the dragon clan, which can transmit the signal for help to thousands of miles and be known by all the dragon clan.

Dragons are becoming more and more rare in this world, and purebred dragons that can use magic are even rarer.

As an extremely rare golden dragon, Bolqi has only seen a few of its kind so far. Its life is lonely, and the only people who accompany it are the Zerikan tribe who worship it, love it, and protect it.

But because of the unequal status of the two parties, Borch still doesn't have a true friend.

It was rare to encounter the help magic of the same race, and it was hesitant to take the risk to rescue her.

It wasn't until he drank and played cards with Wayne, bragged and talked, and experienced the joy of equal communication that Bolqi made up his mind to save that fellow man.

"From her help magic, I know that she is a female dragon incubating dragon eggs, and the child will be born soon."

"While hunting sheep on the grassland, she was poisoned by a group of civilians, leaving her in an extremely weak state."

"She urgently needs others to go to her cave and protect her children."

Wayne nodded understandingly. To humans, dragons are inherently dangerous and vicious. Killing a dragon can not only gain honors, but also gain a lot of wealth, but for Borch and the green dragon, who are also dragons, Say, maybe humans are the danger.

The four rode for a distance and came to a wilderness far away from the town. After making sure that there was no one around, Borch dismounted and came to an open space.

He nodded to Wayne, then swayed, and there seemed to be a sound of magic breaking, and in the blink of an eye he expanded into a giant.

This is a golden beast about three stories tall.

Its head is not big, and it does not have the terrifying horns and fangs in fantasy novels. It is neither ferocious nor ugly, but has a strange beauty.

The small head hangs on the round chest, the slender neck draws a perfect arc, and the tail is wrapped around the outstretched paws.

There is an indescribable elegance, a feline temperament that even makes one ignore its reptilian appearance.

But it was undoubtedly a reptile, its bright yellow eyes shone brightly and fiercely, its scales seemed to have been thinly painted with paint, and almost its entire body was covered in gold.

When it spreads its ten-meter-long huge wings, those beautiful wings covered with golden scales, it is hard to believe that this is a beautiful creature transformed from the short and fat Bolch.

Wayne stared at the golden dragon with some daze for several seconds. He had been in this world for a few years. The golden dragon was probably the most beautiful fantasy creature he had ever seen, except for the beautiful and holy Lady of the Lake.

As a dragon with outstanding intelligence, Borch's every move is more like a well-educated gentleman than a beast.

It didn't open its mouth, but a rather majestic male voice sounded in his mind. This was telepathy, a special kind of magic.

"My real name is Velentretanmes, which means three jackdaws in ancient language."

"Wayne, if you're ready, let's set off."

"Our horses are temporarily given to Tia and Wei Ya for safekeeping. A group of warriors from the Zerikan tribe have arrived in the Northern Kingdom. They will arrive here in about three or four days. Wei Ya will join them."

"If the time comes when swords must come to blows, these warriors will fight for me."

After hearing this, Wayne looked at the two Zerike girls, and the girls looked at him at the same time. Dia smiled, and Wei Ya cast a flirtatious look. That charming gesture made his mind wander. Remembering the madness that night before departure.

He nodded, took off his weapons and equipment from Lucifer, carried them on his back, followed the golden dragon's tail, and nimbly climbed up its back.

The scales and skin folds there just formed a groove, which could help him stabilize his body and prevent him from slipping off the dragon's back.

"In that case, let's set off."

"According to you, that green dragon has been poisoned for many days. It may be very dangerous now."

The golden dragon nodded, without any further words, it directly spread its beautiful golden wings, and flew into the sky with a strong air current.

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Flying is an experience that every human being has fantasized about. In his previous life, Wayne was a rural boy who had never even flown on an airplane. Riding on the back of a dragon and soaring into the sky was a unique and novel experience for him.

The only pity is that it is still spring, and it is too cold to fly at high altitude without any protection.

Borch was protected by scales and dragon skin, so he might not feel it, but Wayne was really chilled by the cold wind high in the sky.

However, he is still a demon hunter after all, and his physical fitness is much stronger than that of ordinary people. Apart from feeling cold, he will not really suffer any harm.

Riding on the back of a dragon, looking down at the scenery below, Borch led him through a forest, then up a mountain, over a wasteland on the mountain, and after circling the top of the mountain several times, he found a quite hidden place. cave.

The entrance to the cave was large and the view was quite broad. Borch flapped his wings and slowly stopped in the open space outside the cave entrance.

Before he could stabilize his body, a sharp dragon roar came from the cave.

Wayne couldn't tell what it meant, whether it was a threat or a cry for help. But after Bolch waited for Wayne to fall from it to the ground, he immediately took elegant and dexterous steps and got into the cave.

Seeing this, he ignored caution and followed the golden dragon into the cave together.

The interior space of the cave is also very wide. The ceiling of the cave is about thirty meters high from the ground. There are some green moss and vines growing on the top of the mountain and on the rock walls. Even a golden dragon more than ten meters high is completely invisible when walking in the cave. Don't feel restricted.

However, the green dragon in the cave obviously did not have the same civilization and wisdom as Bolch. As soon as he entered the cave, Wayne was choked by the excrement accumulated in the corner of the cave and the stench of leftover carrion.

Unfortunately, in the world of witchers, dragon excrement is just ordinary excrement and has no value at all. Even dragons, except for their dragon teeth, claws, blood and internal organs that can be used as magic materials, other parts are the same as ordinary lizards. Not much difference.

Borch was not affected by the stench. Hearing the faint roar of the dragon coming from the cave, his steps became faster, and he seemed to have a sense of anticipation to meet the netizens.

After advancing for about twenty meters, Borch and Wayne saw the real owner. This was a female dragon with gray-green scales all over its body. It was quite beautiful in appearance. Compared with the golden dragon, which was more than ten meters long, it was quite petite. , only about six or seven meters.

She had her tail and wings folded, holding a white dragon egg that was more than half a meter high in her arms. She opened her mouth wide and looked at the person and dragon coming in from the entrance with light yellow vertical pupils.

Such a defensive posture still has some deterrent effect on those unscrupulous farmers or arrogant soldiers, but as a monster expert, Wayne can clearly feel that this green dragon is very weak and has no resistance at all. It can even be said that he is on his deathbed.

It has been about six or seven days since she was poisoned. I don't know what kind of poison the farmer in Holobor gave her. It was so poisonous that even a powerful dragon couldn't bear it and almost died.

And the dragon egg that was about to hatch in her arms might be the main reason for her survival.

The golden dragon Borch and she looked at each other for about two minutes, probably communicating through telepathy. Wayne didn't say much when he saw this, but looked at the legendary dragon's nest with curious eyes.

Dragons are very rare creatures. Even demon hunters rarely see such beasts. Dragon lairs often symbolize wealth in many stories. Sure enough, after just scanning around, he discovered the legendary Dragon's treasure.

Behind the coiled green dragon, a pile of gold coins and gems lying on the ground formed a small mountain. The number was not large, there were about two to three thousand gold coins of different types, and among these piled gold coins, There are also many rough gemstones mixed in.

Wayne made an estimate and couldn't help but be a little stunned. This treasure must be an astronomical figure for ordinary people, but for those princes and nobles, it probably can only buy a luxurious manor.

I just don’t know what is the point of collecting these treasures for these dragons who live in the wilderness, feed on raw meat and carrion, and never interact with civilized society?

And just when Wayne was curious about this question, the golden dragon Borchi beside him seemed to have suddenly encountered something happy. His golden and elegant body stood upright, flapped its beautiful golden wings a few times, opened its mouth, and Let out a pleasant dragon cry.

Wayne looked up at the cheerful golden dragon, wondering what had happened to it.

But soon, Borch's joyful voice came into his mind.

"My friend, congratulate me. Not only do I have a wife, but I also have a child."

"Milgata Blake will be my consort."