Dragon's Professionalism

John was a little skeptical, but he still applied the medicine to Richard, and the effect of the medicine... Naturally, it was immediate.

He leaned over and looked at the swelling on the back of Richard's head for a while, and after confirming that it was shrinking rapidly, John suddenly turned his head and asked Ning politely: "How long will it take for him to wake up? Since his injury It will be all right soon..."

"Five minutes, probably." Ning made a slight estimate and replied cautiously.

John pondered, and nodded: "Then, thank you very much... and thank you sir." He turned to the guard and said sincerely: "If you hadn't saved him in time, Richard would probably have made an unforgivable mistake You are a hero, and I thank you for those noble gentlemen." He said, tightly holding the guard's hand, and shaking it vigorously a few times.

"I just threw a helmet." The guard murmured with a little embarrassment, his face flushed. Ning smiled softly and squeezed his arm comfortingly: "Not everyone will choose to stand up like you out."

John also agreed: "Maybe it's just throwing a helmet for you, but for those noble gentlemen, you really saved their lives."

Hearing this, the guard's face turned redder involuntarily: "I didn't do anything either..."

"I must say that you have done enough." John nodded vigorously: "The next step is what I need to do."

He let go of the guard's hand, turned around and called for a few men to tie Richard up before he woke up.One of the youths happened to pass by the guard when he was leaving with the extra rope, because the guards and the giant dragon were too dazzling in appearance, the youth glanced at them subconsciously as he passed by, and then stopped in his footsteps, As if glued to the ground, the young man stood there firmly, his eyes staring at Yang's body vigorously.Ning frowned unhappily, and stood sideways between Yang and the young man.

"What can I do for you?" He asked politely, secretly preparing to blow this bastard into the sky.

"Ah... I..." The young man seemed to have just woken up, and finally realized what a disrespectful thing he had done.He scratched his head in embarrassment, and said embarrassedly: "Sorry... I was just excited when I saw the idol..."

As he spoke, he straightened up abruptly, and looked at Yang excitedly: "Dear Dragon Slayer! Please forgive my impoliteness! I... I really admire your deeds! Villiers is The most notorious dragon that ravaged the mainland, and you actually killed him... I never thought I would have the opportunity to meet you!"

"How did you know me?!" The guard was completely taken aback by this, the young man scratched his head again, and said with a smile: "On the day you returned triumphantly with the princess, I was lucky enough to see you in the city... you brought the princess That dragon skin is huge! How did you peel it off? I remember that even an arrow could not pierce the thick scales of that evil dragon!"

"I...that..." The guard immediately fell into a dilemma, he looked at Ning for help, Ning coughed lightly, and stopped the conversation halfway: "It is obviously difficult to skin a living dragon, but if the dragon is skinned when skinning Already dead, that would obviously be a lot easier."

"Actually, we have many ways to make the work of skinning dragons easier."

"For example... well, do you know the devil mushroom? It is the kind of mushroom that grows under the dead tree and is covered in black? It is dried, crushed into powder, mixed with ground bull horns, soaked in water, and peeled The scale armor of the dragon was soaked before..." Ning talked endlessly, and soon completely attracted the young man's attention.

After Ning satisfied the young man's curiosity with hundreds of methods of skinning the dragon, he shook the guard's "hands that used to slay dragons" a few more times, and then reluctantly left under John's urging. up.If Ning hadn't been on the sidelines to guard against death, maybe he would have wanted to take off the guard's armor as a souvenir.

Looking at the figure of the young man going away, the guard secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but soon his face became heavy, and even when he was talking to Ning, he couldn't control his expression, showing embarrassment. Words of melancholy and distress.

Ning saw that he was wrong, and quickly found an excuse to leave with John. After walking a certain distance, he found a safe corner and stopped, and asked Yang with concern: "What's wrong with you? My dear? Your face looks like Not feeling well."

"I..." The guard hesitated to speak, he bit his lower lip sadly, and suddenly sat down on the ground, buried his face deeply in his hands: "Ning... I think I'm a liar, A deceitful liar...the way that person looked at me just now...as if I really slayed a dragon..."

"But I didn't slay a dragon! I didn't do anything! I...I don't deserve his gaze...I don't deserve the title of this dragon slayer..."

His voice was muffled, and his beautiful red hair was messed up by himself. Ning sighed softly, sat down beside Yang, and stroked his messy long hair: "Why do you think you are Are you cheating? Just because you didn't kill the dragon?"

"Isn't that enough? They call me a dragon slayer, but I... I don't even..." The guard tapped his hand on the ground irritably, not even noticing that the edge of his wrist was scratched.Ning frowned slightly, stretched out his hand to hold his hand, and dripped two drops of potion on the broken skin: "Do you mean that you want to kill the dragon? Become a legitimate dragon slayer?"

The guard wanted to answer "yes" subconsciously, but then he realized that Ning was the dragon he was going to kill, so he swallowed back the words he was about to say.

"Maybe there are other ways... We can go from place to place, clarify the facts with everyone, and tell them that I didn't really kill the dragon..." He racked his brains, trying to find a feasible solution. The way to clarify the reputation, but Ning just shook his head when he heard this:

"Do you think those people care if you actually slay the dragon? They're just listening to a new saga. As long as it's good enough and good enough to pass another long boring day, And who would ask whether the source of the story is convincing after listening to the story... To put it bluntly, as long as everyone is happy after listening to a story, who cares whether it is true or not? ?”

"I care." Yang said calmly, but Ning, who was eloquent, was speechless for a moment.

He was silent for a while, and finally sighed helplessly: "Okay... since this is what you want."

Then Ning lowered his head and began to grope in his bosom. Under Yang's puzzled eyes, Ning took out a dagger from his bosom.

"This dagger was forged by the Queen of the Elves, to kill her betrayed lover Dzogne... Dzogne ​​was a black dragon, a very powerful black dragon, and she slew him with this dagger: before he became When he was in human form, she found an excuse to have sex with him! Love, at the moment when he reached the peak of bliss, she took out this dagger from under the pillow, and stabbed it directly into Drowboni's heart."

The guard frowned and looked at the dagger. He shook his head and asked suspiciously, "What do you mean? Ask me to find a humanoid black dragon? This dagger will never pierce the heart of a giant dragon. It's not long enough..."

"Honey, I think I have to remind you that I am a black dragon, and I am in human form now." Ning said softly, holding the dagger in his hand, and handed it to the guard.

"Come on, take it—this dagger is very sharp, not only poisoned, but also engraved with powerful runes. As long as you stab me lightly here in the heart, it will penetrate easily by itself Go in, pierce my heart, let the venom run through my veins... and I will soon fall into a long sleep, without even a little pain, and in all relevant records, the dragon killed by it It's as if An Tian is still living in a dream..."

The guard jumped up all of a sudden, as if the dagger was a black and shiny poisonous scorpion, he stood in the distance, staring at it with disgust: "You are not joking! How could I use it...use it ..."

He couldn't say the words "kill you", but stood a little further away from the dagger.He looked around, stuck tightly to a big tree, spread his hands back against the bark, pressed his hips on his hands, and repeated emphatically: "I swear not Hurt you! Absolutely—absolutely not!”

Ning lowered his head, the smile on his lips was fleeting, and the speed was so fast that the guards didn't even have time to notice.

He sighed leisurely.

"You also know, dragons, warriors, heroes, beauties... This kind of old-fashioned story is very popular on the mainland. According to the speed of the bards, in the past few days, the story of the guards slaying the dragon to save the princess The deeds must have already spread throughout the continent, and in the days to come, it will soon be transformed into all kinds of more outrageous, sensational, and more attractive stories, and then spread, spread, and more on the mainland. Propagation. You might be able to clarify one or two of them, but you can't clarify that much anyway. Besides, as time goes by, the variants of this story will also grow exponentially. Wanting to completely clarify the facts, almost It's impossible."

"So, since the facts cannot be clarified, the only way to make you true to your name."

"Dragon Slayer... To achieve this title, you just need to kill a dragon, right?"

Ning said softly, and handed the dagger to the guard again.

The guard was completely taken away by his words, and retorted without thinking: "Even if a dragon must be killed, it doesn't have to be you..."

"No, it's necessary." Ning raised his head, showing a smile that was so elegant that it could be called indifferent: "I think I need to explain... the one standing in front of you is the only giant dragon on the mainland."

"...in the true sense, the only one."