lord and his dragon

The Blade Empire is powerful and has a vast area, but if you want to get there from Gaydon, you must cross a desert within the shortest distance.

It was the first time for Negrim and the others to leave the humid Golden Feather Kingdom. Although they hired a guide in time before entering the desert, the group was almost dried out by the desert sun.

When they first entered the Gobi, everyone thought it was hell, and every day they suspected that they would die in the next second, but after experiencing the worse and barren sand dunes, the Gobi seemed not so unbearable—at least they could change Back to the carriage, no need to ride a camel and be exposed to the sun.

When they returned to the Gobi area, everyone couldn't help but let out a weak cheer.

But this trip was indeed the first time since he recovered from his broken leg that Negrim felt weak again. Even when he returned to the carriage, he lay on Abel's body and didn't want to move.

His dragon lowered his body temperature with ice magic, and hugged his master to escape the high temperature, but even for Abel, it was not easy to do this in a hot place like the desert, so he also used He wrapped himself and Negrim in a thick cloth, trying to prevent air-conditioning from leaking out.

Although Abel could not alleviate the dryness in the air, it was much better than the other hot and thirsty people, and the comfort of the two of them could not help but make the other two people in the carriage envious.

The magician Siler, who was darker and thinner than when he came out, glanced at Abel who was hugged with Negrim, stretched out his hand pitifully, and drew a frozen magic circle on his chest-of course there was nothing When the incident happened, the weak magician had no choice but to hold the water bag and drink a sip of water with a bitter face, and then continued to suffer.

Although he himself was extremely hot and dry, what Fendry cared about most was Syler. Seeing how pitiful he was, he couldn't help but lift the curtain of the car, and said to Mailer outside: "How long will it take for us to see the weather become more normal?" place?"

The great swordsman's physique is very strong. As long as he is not beheaded or split in two, he will not die easily. Naturally, he will not be seriously injured by the desert sun. Mailer could have sat in the carriage , but he thought his body needed exercise, so he went outside to ride a camel.

Hearing Findry's question, Meile turned his head to the guide hiding in the shadow of the eaves and asked, "How long will it take us to reach the Blade Empire?"

The guide was a dark and thin middle-aged man. Hearing this, he smiled and said, "This is already the territory of the Blade Empire, but if you want to meet people, we have to wait until tomorrow morning to reach the frontier fortress of the Blade Empire."

Fendry heard their conversation in the carriage, poked his head out again, and said, "I mean, when can I go to a place where it's not so hot."

The guide shrugged and said, "That may be a bit difficult. The area near the west of the Blade Empire has this climate. Unless you go half a year and cross it, the middle and east may be better. I heard people say There's the sea over there."

Fendry was dumbfounded, so he could only withdraw his head resentfully, and turned around to see that Syler had heard the conversation between him and the guide, and had already passed away with his eyes rolled in despair.

Findry: "..."

poor cub...

At night, the temperature dropped suddenly, and Abel withdrew his magic, and the scorching heat belonging to the black dragon reappeared. Nigrim stuck to him even tighter, and the two hugged each other warmly, only making Abel feel that he was My whole heart is filled.

Negrim slept for too long during the day, so he couldn't fall asleep right now. He half-closed his eyes and asked, "Blue dragons are good at water magic, right?"

Abel said, "Yes."

Negrim said: "If it was really him who did it, then it's really embarrassing for that dragon. You have to come to such a place for the plan of your dragon clan."

Abel thought about it, and felt that it was true. Even if he had a hard time in the desert, Alan Hans, a dragon that relied on water magic, might almost die.

Negrim probably also imagined the tragedy of Alan Hans, and the corner of his mouth could not help but curl up, but soon, the curve disappeared again: "But the blue dragon will go against the nature to come to this kind of place, always let me I don't think there is much time... If you count from the curse of the marginal forest, then the Dragon Clan has been preparing for more than three years, Abel, after this matter is over, we may have to face the Dragon Clan head-on."

Abel knew what Negrim was worried about, and reached out to hug him tighter, saying, "I will win, master."

Negrim fell silent.

In the darkness, he seemed to be thinking about something.After a long time, so long that Abel almost thought he had fallen asleep, Negrim opened his eyes and looked at him, and said, "We all know that this is not certain, Abel, you have been staying in the human race. Beside me, I have only learned magic for more than half a year, and your brother has been in Dragon Island for more than 20 years and received the training of the Dragon Clan. I don't trust you, but the fact is..."

Negrim said seriously: "I do want to protect this continent, but Abel, nothing is more important to me than you."

Abel was stunned for a moment, and a warm current surged in his heart. He lowered his head to look at Negrim in his arms, and said softly: "I understand, you are the same to me."

Negrim looked at him for a while, then said slowly, "You understand?"

Abel didn't understand why Negrim asked such a question, and nodded hesitantly.

Negrim shook his head and said, "You don't understand."

Before Abel could react, Negrim had already slipped out of the thick blanket that wrapped them both, and held his face in the cold temperature.

"I don't like to let anything slip away from me, Abel. Good timing too. I don't know what we'll go through after that. Maybe this is the best chance."

Abel still didn't understand what Negrim was trying to say, and looked at his master in bewilderment.

Negrim looked him straight in the eyes and said, "I know you like me, the kind who wants to build a nest with me and lay eggs with me, and I do too. You are the most important person in the world to me, understand? ?”

Abel: "..."

Abel no longer has the ability to think about things that are not clear. Everything happened so suddenly. One second he thought about not revealing his feelings for his master, but the next second his master expressed his love to him. The whole person stayed in place, suspecting that he might be dreaming.

Nigrim raised his eyebrows, and leaned forward to give him a deep kiss. Abel was stunned for two seconds, and immediately turned over while holding Nigrim, and kissed him back. His body temperature suddenly became Very tall, almost hot to the touch, his body was as strong as a mountain, with great strength, Negrim struggled several times before pushing his flailing hands away, and whispered breathlessly: "We are not the only ones in the carriage." Two people, calm down for me."

Abel's face was flushed, and his breath was so hot that it was almost sparking. After looking bitterly at the other two people wrapped up in the carriage, he hugged his master in frustration, and buried the tip of his nose in the Negrim's neck stopped moving.

"Are you telling the truth?" It took a long time for Abel to speak again, his voice was sticky, like pleading and coquettish: "You're not playing tricks on me, are you?"

Negrim exhaled lightly, and said: "I didn't, Abel, you know, under normal circumstances, a slave would not have the opportunity to kiss his master, even if I am a promiscuous nobleman, I treat you as a I will not kiss your mouth even if you are petted by men."

Abel raised his head, his eyes sparkled, and he said with emotion or resentment, "What do you mean? So long ago you—"

Negrim looked at him without hesitation, and said, "I can't give you a chance to disobey me, Abel, I am the master and you are the slave, I want you to always remember this, so you won't have the chance Escape from my grasp, so I can use your power to take revenge."

Abel froze for a moment, looked at Negrim blankly, and said, "I won't leave you."

Negrim said: "But until it's all over, I can only control and get, and I can't give love to anyone."

Abel didn't know what kind of mood he was in right now. He stared straight at his master whom he had loved for so long, and turned his words into one sentence: "Can I throw Siler and Fendry out?"

Negrim let out a smile from between his lips: "No."

Abel had no choice but to put Negrim back in the blanket and wrap it up again, turning over, protecting him in his arms, closing his eyes and resting.

On the other side of the carriage, Siler and Fendry, who almost fell asleep but didn't: "..."

Did they inadvertently know some incredible information?

When they woke up the next day, both Siler and Findry tried hard not to look at the lord and his servants with strange eyes.

In fact, although they confided in each other last night, it seems that the relationship between the two has not changed this morning. Negrim has not indulged or loved Abel more. Aside from the more explicit look in Mu's eyes, there is no intention to be proud of him - although he doesn't need to do this at all, usually Abel's coercion is enough to keep people in awe of him.

And it wasn't until Mailer walked past Negrim and Abel with evasive eyes that Siler and Findry realized that this sharp swordsman probably understood what they said last night more clearly than they did.

The three of them inadvertently met their gazes, and after exchanging glances, they sat together in a very tacit understanding.

After breakfast they went on the road again, Siler and Findry left the carriage with great discernment, and turned to hide from the sun on the eaves of the wagon loaded with goods like a guide, and Meile rode a camel with a disheveled face. The place farthest from the carriage, for fear that I might hear something that I shouldn't hear.

However, in fact, he was really worried too much. Although it was his first understanding, Negrim didn't plan to do anything with Abel in the car.

According to the guide, they will be able to reach the frontier fortress of the Blade Empire before noon. Although the weather there will not get better, there is always a place to wash and rest.

I don’t know why, but the temperature doesn’t seem that high today, and it can even be called comfortable after avoiding the sun. Siller thinks it’s probably because God knew that he was going to leave the car, so he was merciful and wanted to save his life, and he couldn’t help crying. Negrim always felt weird.

Abel was still immersed in the joy of Negrim expressing his heart to him, and was out of state until Negrim asked him if he felt anything, and Abel was stunned and said: "I heard the wind .”

Negrim frowned upon hearing this, and lifted the curtain to look outside, only to see that the wind was indeed blowing outside, and he didn't seem to want to stop.

"I don't think the situation is right," Meile said from the side with a solemn expression, "I have a hunch that something is going to happen."

The great swordsman's intuition was always accurate, Negrim's heart sank, and he looked at the guide in the other carriage.

The dark and thin middle-aged man had an ugly expression, muttering something in his mouth, frowning, looking puzzled and nervous.

Abel came to Negrim and told him what he had heard: "He is saying that the season is wrong, and this should not happen."

Nigrim raised his chin and said to Meile, "Ask him what's going on."

Mailer obeyed, hurried over to ask, and after a while, he came back in a daze, and said, "He said it was a sandstorm, what is a sandstorm?"

Although Negrim has never seen sandstorms with his own eyes like Meler, he has read in books that such situations are indeed prone to occur in desert areas. Strong winds will roll up sand and form storms. If they cannot avoid them in time, they may be killed To bury, to suffocate.

But after all, Negrim had never experienced it himself, so he didn't know how to deal with it. He just asked Mailer to ask the guide, and the guide seemed to have confirmed in a short period of time that the current situation was a sign of the coming sandstorm. Before Le reached his side, he took the initiative to say: "We have to speed up, sir, the sandstorm is coming soon, there is no place to hide around here, I'm afraid we have to hurry to the frontier fortress."

Negrim couldn't wait for Meile to pass the interrogation back and forth, so he poked his head and asked, "Is the matter serious?"

The guide shook his head and said: "It's hard to say, a small sandstorm will only make us dirty, but if it is a big one, we may be buried alive, but the wind is not strong yet, and the air has not yet appeared. Dust, prove we still have some time."

Upon hearing this, Negrim immediately said to Meile, "Go at full speed, throw away heavy things, and even if you can't reach the frontier fortress before the sandstorm arrives, try to get closer to it so that you can be rescued." It is also more likely.”

Meile immediately rode a camel to convey Negrim's order to the convoy, and the expression on the guide's face relaxed after hearing Negrim's words.

He looked at Negrim in surprise, and praised: "You are really a wise businessman, let alone someone like you who entered the desert for the first time, even a businessman who has experienced sandstorms will not be like this. Make a decisive decision, the goods are the most important thing for them, if you can't make money, it's useless to die."

The guide shook his head speechlessly: "It's really terrible!"

Negrim smiled and said nothing. Of course, the goods are the most important thing for a merchant, but he is not short of money. If he didn't need to cover after entering the blade, he could even give up these trucks.

But the situation did not get better because of Negrim's decisiveness. The convoy had reached full speed, but there was still no shadow of the frontier fortress in sight. On the contrary, the surrounding wind was getting stronger and stronger, and the air began to become cloudy. Negrim almost couldn't breathe after only lifting the curtain of the car to take a look.

Abel also noticed the climate change, but the sandstorm was not dangerous to the black dragon at all, because he couldn't predict the level of the crisis, and he didn't know whether he should flee first with Negrim, so he could only stay close to the other party. In case of an accident, you can respond immediately.

The sky outside has turned dark, and the darkness is terrifying. Negrim heard the guide shouting outside: "We need to hurry up! This sandstorm may be very big!"

Immediately afterwards, Meile heard the same loud voice outside: "There is no way to go faster!"

The unknown always makes people feel scared, and Negrim is the same. He held Abel's hand uneasily, frowned and said loudly: "Meile, go and watch Syler and Fendry! The guide goes to the guards , I hired a swordsman, maybe I can help you if something goes wrong!"

In fact, the guards brought by Negrim are all swordsmen above level six. If swordsmen can really fight against sandstorms, then they shouldn't have too many problems.

After Negrim finished speaking, there was no sound outside except for the sound of wind and gravel hitting the car body. Abel hugged him and said, "They're gone."

Only then did Negrim feel relieved.

The wind outside was getting stronger and stronger, and the carriage began to shake and bump violently. It was safe for Negrim to sit in Abel's arms, but it was almost completely dark.

After an unknown amount of time, Negrim suddenly heard someone shouting outside: "My God! Look behind!"

The guide also shouted: "The sandstorm is coming! Find a place to hide!"

Before Negrim could react, he heard the neighing of the horse pulling the cart, and the whole cart suddenly lost control. If Abel hadn't held him tightly, he would have almost fallen to the ground, but even if he stabilized for a while, The out-of-control carriage was no longer safe. Abel covered Negrim's head and face with a thin blanket, then embraced him in his arms, and stretched out his hands to tear open the iron skin of the carriage as easily as tearing a piece of paper. , holding Negrim and jumped out directly.

Abel landed very steadily, but the oncoming sand and dust almost ran into his eyes, but after he closed and opened them, a thick and transparent film covered his eyeballs, allowing him to be safe. opened his eyes.

However, this is really not very useful, the surrounding visibility is too low, the horse and the cart disappeared almost instantly, and Abel only saw the sand and dust in the distance being split for a moment, and nothing happened. I can't see clearly.

But his ears were still working, and Abel could feel his master gasping for breath in his arms. Although the thin blanket kept away the sand and dust, it also made it difficult for Negrim to breathe. The owner couldn't hold on until the sandstorm passed, and he might faint because of shortness of breath before that.

Abel took a last look at the direction where the goods and people gathered, and quickly ran towards the opposite side with Negrim in his arms. After confirming that the distance between them was far enough, Abel instantly turned into a huge road. The black dragon lay prone on the ground, forming a perfect barrier.

It covered its head with its two wing membranes, forming an airtight space. In this space, the wind ceased, and the dust fluttered back to the ground. Negrim leaned on the black dragon's nose, Randomly tore off the thin blanket that had become dirty on his face, and began to breathe heavily, and it took him a long time to recover.

Seeing this, Abel let out a soothing moan from his nostrils. Negrim looked back at it, couldn't help but smile, hugged the tip of its nose and kissed it heavily.

Negrim had a safe place thanks to Abel, but the others were not so lucky.

The moment the sandstorm came, the guards gathered together to cover the guide in the middle, while Siler was held in Fendry's arms, and the two hid behind the great swordsman Maile together.

It was the first time for Mailer to encounter a sandstorm. Under the dark sky, the rolling wind and yellow sand covered the sky and covered the entire horizon. The destructive momentum made the great swordsman feel a sense of peace in his heart. The will to fight against nature.

The blood in his body was surging, causing him to lose all his ability to distinguish between big and small, strong and weak. He drew out his broad sword full of ambition. Even though he couldn't open his eyes or roar, he still thought in his heart, come on. Bar!Let me see if you can catch my full blow!

He raised the sword in his hand, exhausted all his strength, and swung the sword at the moment when he was buried by the wind and sand!The huge force actually split the wind in an instant, and the sand that hit them was also dissipated in an instant - but it was only a blink of an eye, and in the next second, the great swordsman and others were hit by continuous sandstorms swallowed up.

The sandstorm gradually weakened after a period of time, but it never disappeared. Negrim needed to eat and drink, and they couldn't hide here forever.

"According to what the guide said, we are not far from the frontier fortress..." Negrim rubbed Abel's nose while thinking, and asked with some concern, "What do you think of Meile and the others now?" ? Will something happen?"

Abel shook his head. He could feel that his back was still exposed. This level of sand can bury ordinary people and chariots and horses, but it can only bring some troubles to swordsmen. Mailer and the others should not have too much trouble. big problem.

Nigrim relaxed, and said: "Then don't worry about them. I don't know when the wind and sand will stop. Let's go to the frontier fortress first. They know your strength and they shouldn't waste time here. Find me."

Abel nodded, and then looked at the thin blanket on the ground with his eyes. Negrim picked it up knowingly and covered his head, and then Abel retracted his wings with confidence and returned to his human form.

The wind and sand had become very small, and it didn't even hurt when it was shot on the face, but the visibility was still very low. Even if Negrim wanted to stay and look for others, he might not be able to do so.

What is more embarrassing is that when the sandstorm first came, Abel's movements were too urgent, and he turned back into a dragon before he could take off his clothes. At this moment, the clothes were all in pieces and he didn't know where to throw them. Negrim had to throw the blanket Lifted it down and wrapped it around him, squinted his eyes, covered his mouth and nose and said, "It's okay with me, I can breathe like this."

In fact, this is not the first time this has happened, but Abel's face couldn't help but feel a little hot, but then he thought, his master is also his lover now, so what's the point?Sooner or later, we will lay eggs together...

However, the more he thought about it, the redder his face became. In the end, he could only wrap the blanket tightly around him without saying a word, squatted down in front of Negrim again, and said, "I'll carry you on my back, faster."

Nigrim nodded, and after groping for a while, he lay down skillfully on the ground. Abel stood up. Under the smooth skin were raised muscles, exuding a warm temperature. Nigrim put his face on his shoulder. If it wasn't for the fact that there was so much dust in the air, he would almost have fallen asleep on the spot.

Abel carried him on his back for a while in the wind and sand, before Negrim realized that he was circling in an area, and asked involuntarily, "What are you doing?"

"Missing the collar."

As soon as Abel finished answering, he stopped, holding Nigrim's buttocks with one hand, and bent down with the other to grope in the thick sand.

It was only then that Negrim remembered that Abel didn't even have time to take off his clothes, and of course he didn't have time to take off the collar. He reached out and groped around Abel's neck, and it was really empty, which made him feel a little uneasy.

Fortunately, Abel felt the collar out of the sand immediately. When he turned into a dragon, he noticed the position where the collar flew out. After wandering here for a while, he found it.

"I found it, Master." Abel said, and both of them breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

Abel handed the collar to Negrim, frowned and said distressedly: "It's broken."

Negrim squinted his eyes and looked at it. Sure enough, the metal buckle became bent, and the one that Abel usually buckled was also broken from the side. But to be honest, this is already a very good performance of the material, otherwise Based on the speed at which Abel turned into a dragon, the collar of a lower quality may have been broken into several sections.

Abel asked Negrim to grab the collar, and he stretched out his hand to squeeze it lightly, and the metal buckle returned to its original shape. Nigrim helped him put it back on, but it couldn't be fastened to the Adam's apple. It can only be crookedly placed on the neck.

But such a result was already very good. Abel picked up Negrim on his back, told him to hide behind his shoulders, and then rushed towards the frontier fortress at the fastest speed.

The sky was affected by the sandstorm, and day and night could not be distinguished, and Negrim did not know whether they arrived at the frontier fortress during the day or at night.

When the two entered, they were interrogated by the guards, but after thinking about it, they knew what they had just suffered. The guards' tone was not harsh. Fortunately, Negrim always carried the forged ID with him, explaining that he was the first After the merchants who came to the Kingdom of Blades once, the guards let the disgraced two come in.

The frontier fortress was originally a barrier used by the Blade Kingdom to defend against foreign enemies. However, apart from being somewhat unhappy with the Chenxing Kingdom because of its different pursuit of power, there has been no war on the mainland for more than 100 years, and the countries are very peaceful. The monsters in the desert basically didn't come to harass humans, so gradually, the frontier fortress became a checkpoint for businessmen.

However, Negrim and Abel didn't have anything to check, so they were easily put into the town of Hina, which is located behind the frontier fortress. This is usually the first stop for traders to stop and supply after entering the Kingdom of Blades Edge. The liveliness and prosperity that are incompatible with the desolate Gobi.

Of course, Negrim did not forget to report to the guards of the frontier fortress what happened to Meile and the others, and asked them to tell them that it doesn't matter if the goods are lost. Alba and his loyal servants will always wait for them in Hina Town .

Conscientious businessmen like Negrim who miss their companions are rare, and Abel also got some clothes that didn't fit well from the guards because of this.

The frontier fortress didn't have any additional places for them to wash their bodies, so Negrim and Abel had no choice but to enter Hina Town in disgrace. Fortunately, there were many people caught up in the sandstorm like them, and the two of them were not too Suddenly, he found a place to stay.

The proprietress of the hotel was very enthusiastic towards them. Negrim guessed that the other party probably didn't see the exquisite embroidery on his dirty coat, but mistakenly thought that the necklace around Abel's neck was inlaid with real emeralds. Graham did have a few gold coins on him, and the enthusiasm of the proprietress was not in vain.

The water here is very expensive, and it costs three silver coins to fill a bathtub. Fortunately, Negrim made it clear to Abel in time the night before, and the two of them could make do with washing together. Wasted on bath water.

It was Abel who felt a little miserable, feeling both happiness and pain. When Negrim fell asleep, he would get up and wash clothes for his wayward master.

The two had a good night's rest, went out the next day to buy some food and drinking water, changed Abel's clothes and repaired his collar, and went to the frontier fortress to inquire again, but there was still no news of Meile and others.

Abel said to Negrim: "Meile has to take into account the speed of others, and with three ordinary people and several carts of goods, I am afraid that he will not reach the frontier fortress so quickly."

Negrim frowned and said: "Then we can only inquire about the news in Xina Town first, and we have to contact Weiss, he said that he will send someone nearby to respond."

Abel nodded.

But Negrim couldn't help but said: "I still hope that nothing related to that medicine will be found in Xina. If there are examples in such remote places, then the current situation of the Blade Kingdom may be worse than I expected. It's..."