How to use the Dragon King correctly

Chapter 10 Angry

Al fell into a dream again.

In the familiar and empty cave, the shining red crystals are quietly shining on the mountain wall, and there are slight, slowly approaching footsteps from the side.

He raised his head, waiting for the person in the hole on the right to appear.

A familiar figure came into view.

The long black hair drags the ground, and the scarlet eyes are like the red crystals inlaid in this cave.The man stopped and looked up at him with a smile in his eyes.

"Long time no see, Al."

Al looked down at the other party, the huge golden dragon body and the human-like friend formed a strong contrast.

"..."

Al closed his eyes and turned into a human, then leaned over and picked up the clothes on the side and slowly put them on his naked self, asking in a low voice, "Why did you come here?"

"Al, are you going to live in this place forever?" the man asked.

"There is nothing wrong here." Putting on his belt, Al lightly jumped off the dragon seat, sat on the stone steps and looked at each other. "You should also find a quieter place to live like me."

The man smiled, walked over and sat down beside him, looked up at the cave and asked, "Do you live here alone?"

Al paused and shook his head.

The man narrowed his eyes slightly: "Is there anyone else with you? Who?"

"I picked up a human baby when I came to the mountain, so I took him with me."

"Human babies?"

"Well, he's 20 years old now."

"What about others?"

"It should be at the bottom of the mountain."

"How do you know how to raise humans?" The man raised his eyebrows, "Didn't you have no interest in things like humans?"

Al glanced at him, and didn't answer the question directly, but asked, "What exactly are you trying to do here?"

The man stared at him, obviously still a little concerned about the question just now.However, Al didn't respond at all, so the man could only give up, and said lightly: "You have been on the mountain all the time, so you must not know what happened down the mountain."

"whats the matter?"

"Over the past few years, a special power has appeared in some humans. They can call the wind and rain, and manipulate the elements in nature. Humans call that power 'magic power'."

"..."

Al's face was calm without any waves, and the man continued: "That kind of power is not the same as the power of the dragon clan. We can indeed spew out flames when we become dragons, but our main power is still the power of dragons. Then This so-called magical power seems to be generated from the depths of human beings...the power that belongs to them," the man asked after a pause, "Did you already know?"

Al nodded, and said flatly: "There is nothing surprising. If only dragons really have power on this continent, then there will be no balance at all."

"So even if the dragons start to be hunted down by some humans who have gained power, don't you think it's a problem?" The man looked at him, "If humans don't stop this trend, let alone become slaves of the dragons, the situation may even be the same as it is now. completely opposite……"

"Do you think so?" Al turned his head to meet the man's eyes, "Although I think it is impossible for the dragons to be suppressed by humans, I have to say that if the dragons were not too cruel to humans, humans would not be so cruel to dragons." There will be so much hostility. Why can’t creatures who have the same thinking and can communicate be treated as equals?”

"Because that's just a peaceful situation that can only appear in the imagination," the man held his hand and asked, "Al, can't you come with me? I don't think it will be long before humans and dragons will come to an end." A war broke out."

"..." Al avoided looking, "I will think about it."

"Okay, then I'll wait for you," the man didn't force, he let go of his hand and stood up, and asked after a pause, "Do you think the way you get along with the human beings you adopted is what you imagined? Are they treated as equals?"

Al was taken aback for a moment, then lowered his eyes and said, "...Maybe."

"So you must have never imagined the possibility of being killed by him jjj," the man said softly seeing Al looking up at him, "but for a dragon king with infinite power like you, this kind of environment is That human has the best chance of killing you."

"..."

"Goodbye, Al, I look forward to our next meeting."

When the man disappeared, Al sat in the cave alone, staring at the light and shadow floating in the distance in a daze.

There is a figure dancing in his mind, but that figure is very vague and far away.

Al faintly felt some sour emotions in his heart, but he didn't know what was going on with him at all.

Suddenly feeling a sting on the right wing, Al woke up from the dream and opened his eyes.

He is lying on the bed.

A bed in a tavern.

His body was covered with a quilt, and the place where he was lying had been moved from the side of the pillow to under the pillow.

Al let go of the crystal in his claws, slowly got out of the quilt and sat on the pillow, and moved his wings slightly.

The right wing appears to have fully recovered.

He turned his head and tried to bite the bandage with his teeth, but it took a lot of effort to completely break the bandage due to the limited angle of twisting of the neck.

Al flapped his wings and walked around the room. Seeing that he was all right, he finally felt better.

But there was no sign of Oro.

Thinking of what happened at Rustov's house, Al became angry again.

Hmph, that hateful human actually used a dignified dragon king like this!

Xiao Feilong flew to the head of the bed, found a piece of paper and a quill pen from the hanging bundle, and flew tremblingly to the desk with these two things in his arms, and put them down.

He grabbed the end of the quill with two paws, dipped the ink on the corner of the table, and then struggled to draw something on the paper.

After finishing the painting, Al felt extremely happy.

He dropped the quill, pushed open the window, and flew out of the window.

Oro pestered Leo to complain outside the tavern, and after encountering Leo's indifference as usual, he had to walk back to the room in a daze.

He was deeply aware of——

This time he completely annoyed his good friend who has always been mild-tempered... For the first time in his life, Oro felt tremendous pressure. Xiao Feilong's continuous sleep and his friend's cold war made him completely paralyzed.

It's already the fifth day... He was mentally abused by one person and one dragon for five full days!

Oro pushed the door open feebly and glanced at the head of the bed.

—Wait a minute, where is the stupid dragon? !

Oro went to the bed and touched the quilt, only to feel a pile of hard stones under the quilt.

When he turned his head, he saw the window was wide open, and a piece of paper was lying on the desk, with a corner pressed by a quill.

Oro had a bad premonition in his heart, walked over and picked up the paper to have a look——

"Lord Dragon King hates you!!!"

"..."

Oro didn't know how he recognized such a crooked line of characters.

There was a twitch at his temple, and the whole paper crumpled as soon as he pressed his fingers.

Closing his eyes, taking two deep breaths, Oro turned and walked out of the room, leaving the tavern.

Al was flying aimlessly on the street, and encountered many surprised eyes from passers-by along the way.

It was evening, and soon night would fall.Thinking of the blond man's furious look when he saw what he left behind, Al felt a little... um... scared, and also a little excited.

Anyway, this time, if Oro doesn't apologize to him, he will never forgive him!

So that stupid human better hurry... find him!

Aryan flew proudly among the crowd with his chin down, when he suddenly smelled a familiar smell.

He has been in contact with it three times, and he is already familiar with the smell.

Moreover, the dream he had just now made him understand that the scene in the dream was not a simple dream, but a memory of his past.In that fragmentary fragment, he also gradually became clear about the identity of the black-haired man.

After hesitating for a moment, Al made a decision. After confirming the direction of the good smell, he flapped his wings and flew there.

Leaving the busy street, Al flew into a seemingly deserted building.

He flew to the third floor following the smell, and saw a familiar figure at the corner.

A large part of the wall on the side of the abandoned building was smashed, and the sunset light shone in in large areas.

The black-haired man sat with his back against the wall under the orange sunlight, and turned his head as if feeling something when Al flew past, his scarlet eyes suddenly lit up.

He straightened up and held out his hand to Al.

Al hesitated, landing on his arm.

"Al..."

The man called his name tenderly, hugged Al into his arms, and stroked his head with a smile.

Al rubbed the other's palm contentedly, thinking that he and Oro were very different.This man is so nice to him.

"Why did you come here? Where's Oro?" the man asked with a smile.

Al tilted his head, looked at the man's warm face under the sun, matched it with the face in his dream, and said, "Luther?"

The man's expression stiffened.

Al asked suspiciously, "Are you Luther?"

"..."

Although the memories in the dream were intermittent, Al felt that he should have guessed correctly.

The man opened his mouth, as if he didn't know what to say.

After a moment of silence, he asked, "...Have you recovered your memory?"

Al said, "No, I just saw something in my dream."

"Really..." The man pulled the corner of his lips, "How much do you remember?"

"I just recalled that I left everyone, went to a mountain, and picked up a baby on the way," Al recalled, "And you came to the mountain and asked me to go down the mountain, and the rest was gone."

The man's hand touched Al's back again and again, thoughtfully.After a pause, he admitted, "Yes, I am Luther."

Al became excited: "You are also the Dragon King! You are also the Dragon King! Luther!"

"Are you so happy?" Luther laughed.

"Luther, why have you been following us?" Al asked puzzled, "Why didn't you just tell me that you are Luther?"

"I have my reasons."

"What's the reason?" Al asked tentatively, "Is it true that Oro said you killed a dragon king...?"

"...That's right, I killed my brother," Luther lowered his eyes, "but it was because he did something wrong, so I had to kill him."

"Really..." Al whispered, "Then if I did something wrong..."

"I won't do that to you, don't worry." Luther rubbed Al's head.

Al breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly put the matter behind him, muttering: "Why didn't you tell me who you are earlier?...so I can be with you..."

"Really?" Luther's eyes flickered, "As long as I identify myself with you, will you go with me?"

"Yes!" Isn't this a matter of course?

Luther will give him delicious food and a lot of gold coins!

Luther chuckled and lowered his eyes.

"...If it were really that simple, things wouldn't be where they are today."

"……What's the meaning?"

"Al," Luther hugged him, lifted him up and stared at him, "I will always be by your side, but you can't leave Oro just yet."

"……why?"

"Because...he still has something you need."

Al was stunned: "What...something?"

"A very important thing to you, after your memory recovers, you will be clear."

Luther put him on the ground, then stretched out his right hand, and pointed his index finger on Al's forehead.

A golden spot of light condensed on Luther's fingertips and slowly melted into Al's body.

Al felt dizzy and asked in a daze, "What are you doing, Luther..."

Luther didn't answer him.

……

Al became weak and sleepy as if he would fall asleep in a second.His body softened, and a pair of cold hands slowly lowered him to the ground.

Seeing Al fall into a deep sleep at his feet, Luther lightly touched the little flying dragon's head with his fingers.

"Only by taking back that half of the dragon core can you become complete..."