Magical Strategist

It took less than half an hour for Lingdie to buy all the specialties of Anzhen.

After the crazy shopping, they found a high-end hotel to stay in. Originally, each person had a room, but Lingdie was afraid to sleep alone, so she had to sleep with Teresa.

Lying on the bed, Zhenlong soon fell into a deep sleep. He had never slept well in these days of fear and anxiety. Finally, he could let go of all his guard and have a good sleep!

In the next room, two women were laughing and making noise for a long time, and finally they quieted down.

It was late at night, people turned off the lights and darkness enveloped.

The whole town of An was as peaceful and harmonious as its name. The army of the Middle-earth Alliance also finished a day's training and returned to the camp to rest.

Late into the night.

Knock, knock, knock. The rapid knocking on the door woke up the sleeping Zhenlong.

"Who is it? It's late at night. Can't I sleep well?" Zhenlong asked sleepily.

"It's me, Sasha." Theresa's anxious voice came from outside the door.

Sister Sha would not come to disturb him for no reason. Something must have happened. Zhenlong quickly got up and opened the door.

"What happened to Sister Sha?"

Teresa said, "Xiaodie suddenly has a high fever. Let's take her to the hospital."

"Okay, I understand..." This girl must have gone too crazy shopping during the day and ruined her health. Zhenlong changed his clothes and carried Lingdie out.

Lingdie's face flushed, her forehead was covered with sweat, which wet her hair, which stuck to her face, and she looked very haggard. She pressed against the dragon's back, and her scalding body temperature startled the dragon.

"Performer, this princess feels so uncomfortable, will she die... this princess..."

"Can you please shut up? You're still talking even though you're so burned up. Just lie on my back. We'll be at the hospital soon." Zhenlong quickened his pace.

"The hotel owner told me to turn right at the next intersection... Look, it's right there!" Teresa said, pointing to a small hospital not far away.

After entering the hospital, I was seen by an old doctor with white hair. He must be a very experienced doctor.

After the diagnosis, the old doctor told Zhenlong that Lingdie was originally weak, and coupled with the long-term mental tension and excessive fatigue, she caught a cold, but it was not serious and she would recover after a few days in the hospital. The doctor then prescribed some medicine and asked the nurse to arrange for her to be hospitalized.

"I'm so hot, I feel so uncomfortable..." Lingdie moaned while lying on the bed. Her face was red, her breathing was rapid, and she felt so uncomfortable.

"It's okay, the doctor said you just need to rest for a few days." Zhenlong comforted her while sitting at the head of the bed. Perhaps he had been focusing on Lingdie and forgot that Teresa, who had an ugly face and bloodshot eyes, was beside him. Zhenlong said, "Sister Sha, you are tired too. How about this, I will be responsible for accompanying the princess tonight, and you will be responsible for going back to rest.

"I'm not tired. Let me stay with you. You've just been injured and need recuperation." Teresa shook her head.

"My injury has healed a long time ago, it's okay, I'm a man with good energy. Don't be so stubborn, isn't it said that women can not dress up but can not not sleep? If women don't sleep, their skin will turn yellow and they will age faster." Zhenlong said with a smile.

Teresa knew she couldn't win against him, so she went back to the hotel obediently.

After Theresa left, there was a brief silence in the ward. Apart from the ticking of the pendulum clock on the wall and Lingdie's heavy breathing, there was no other sound.

Zhenlong had never been alone with Lingdie before, so he didn't know what to say. In order to avoid feeling awkward, he moved a chair over and dozed off beside Lingdie's bed.

"Street performer, this princess is very thirsty and wants to drink some water." Ling Die pushed Zhenlong who was sleeping on the bed.

Zhenlong was almost falling asleep when he was woken up by Lingdie.

"Okay, wait for me." He rushed out of the ward to find some water. After a while, he came back with a full pot of hot water. He held the pot in one hand and carefully helped Lingdie sit up with the other hand. Then he moved the pot to Lingdie's mouth and fed her. Lingdie gulped down the pot of water in a few gulps.

After drinking the water, Lingdie continued to sleep.

After a while, Lingdie woke up again and yelled, "Street performer, I want to go to the toilet now."

Zhenlong said "oh" and ran to the toilet at the end of the corridor with her on his back.

Lingdie was a noble princess, and was used to ordering servants around. After she came back from the toilet, she said, "Street performer, I'm so hungry. Can you find me something to eat?"

Zhenlong said "oh" and rushed out of the hospital, buying some hot sesame cakes.

Perhaps after taking the medicine prescribed by the doctor, Lingdie's condition improved a little, and she ate the pancake with relish. Unexpectedly, she burst into tears after eating a few bites.

"What's wrong? Where do you feel uncomfortable?" asked Zhenlong.

"No, I'm much better now, wuwuwu..."

"Then why cry?" Zhenlong expressed helplessness.

"I just feel so touched. You are not my servant, so why are you willing to listen to me? Woohoo..." Ling Die said crying.

“Because you are a patient.”

"There are so many patients in the next ward, why don't you listen to them?" Ling Die asked.

"Do I know them? Besides, you are Her Royal Highness the Princess, are they all princesses? Eat your sesame cake, I won't care about you if you continue to act like a fool." Zhenlong said pretentiously.

Woohoo… Lingdie took a bite, chewed it for a few times, and asked again: "Are you really Lieyan?"

"of course!"

"You're lying. Lieyan should be very strong. Why do you feel so weak? It's always Sister Sha who protects you." Ling Die asked.

The real dragon thought for a moment and replied, "Because my magic power was taken away by the bad guys, now I am no different from an ordinary person. Do you understand now?"

"Oh, so you don't want to regain your strength?"

"Of course I do, but my situation is a bit complicated... Forget it, you won't understand even if I tell you." Zhenlong said.

"Maybe that old man can help you. He is very powerful." Ling Die suddenly said.

"Which old man is this? Why do you have so many old men?" Zhenlong said with shame. From the time he met Lingdie till now, he couldn't count how many old men she had mentioned, including beggar old men, pig butcher old men, farmer old men, and so on.

"What? It's the old man who taught me the art of immobilization. He said he was the Gu God of the God King Group and was very powerful. I have read the book he gave me. It records a spell that can stimulate the potential of the human body. It's true. I'm not lying to you." Ling Die said.

Stimulate potential? It sounds good. But the real dragon asked disapprovingly: "Since the spell is so powerful, have you learned it?"

Lingdie shook her head.

"Is the book still there?" Zhenlong asked again.

Lingdie shook her head again.

"Do you know where grandpa went?" Zhenlong asked again.

Lingdie still shook her head.

Zhenlong took a breath and said, "How can I help someone who knows nothing? Okay, Xiaodie, I know you have good intentions, but you have to consider the actual situation, right? Don't think about anything now. Just rest and get well soon. I still have a lot of things to do."

After drinking water, going to the toilet, eating, and talking for a while, Lingdie could no longer think of anything to torment Lieyan, the "servant", so she yawned and said, "Entertainer, tell me a story, or I won't be able to sleep."

The real dragon has the idea of killing people, is the princess so difficult to serve? Considering that Ling Die is a patient, he still patiently said with a smile: "I really don't know how to do this..."

"Hmph, Sister Sha tells me stories every night, why can't you tell me one? No, I won't sleep if you don't tell me a story!" Ling Die said angrily.

"Oh my God, why are you like this... Forget it, forget it, how about this, I definitely won't tell you the story, I will sing a song for you, okay?" asked Zhenlong.

"Okay, sing! Sing the song 'My Lausanne' that you performed last time." Ling Die said.

"But that song is too radical, and I'm afraid it will disturb the sleep of the patient next door," said Zhenlong.

"Hey, street performer, are you still Lieyan? You are so fussy when doing things, huh!" Ling Die said angrily.

Damn! Does Lieyan have to tell stories and sing songs to a stubborn girl like you? Lieyan is also a human being, and he has a temper! Zhenlong was convinced, so he had to open his voice, lower the tone of the song, and sang in a low voice...

In the distant horizon, there is a warm land;

At the end of the earth, there is a sky;

On the other side of the sky is my hometown.

My Lausanne! My haven...