How to use the Dragon King correctly

Chapter 15 Dragon Scale

Oro hasn't returned to the capital for two years.

After leaving Ruby City two years ago, he ran around the border and came to Mufa Town.If so many strange things hadn't happened, according to his original plan, the next step he would set foot on is the neighboring Art Kingdom.

Ruby City is very lively early in the morning.

As the most important and prosperous city in the entire kingdom, people always say that you can hit a nobleman with just a random bump on the road of Ruby City.This is of course an exaggeration, but it's not too far off.

Al was very excited to see so many people at the beginning, but as more and more eyes fell on him, he shrank his head a little bit, squeezed against Oro's neck and whispered: "Oro, why are they all look at me?"

"Because few people here will bring their pets into the street," Oro added after a pause, "aggressive pets are not acceptable, but ordinary puppies are fine."

But the power of this dragon is no different from that of a puppy...

Al had an "I see" appearance, carefully observing the people around him with mung bean-like eyes.

Not long after, they arrived in front of the Magic Association.

The Magic Association built a building like a small castle, with two small towers on both sides, and the pointed tops of the towers reflected light in the sun.The building is on the west side of Ruby City, very close to the royal palace.

There were two guards in front of the association. Oro took Al and walked over. The guards were surprised when they saw him: "O, Mr. Oro!"

The sound at the door quickly attracted the attention of the people inside.

"Aurora is back?"

"Oro with a dragon!"

"Huh? Oro raised a dragon?!"

"Really Oro?!"

There was a chattering noise inside, and the ground shook!

Al opened his eyes wide, watching a group of people pushing each other and rushing out. He was frightened and hid behind Oro's neck, flapping his wings, and grabbed Oro's collar with his claws. .

The group of people came together in front of Oro, and they said it one by one.

"It's really Oro!"

"Why did you come back suddenly?!"

"Where did you go before? You didn't reply to our letter!"

Oro: "Let me in..."

"Eh? There's a dragon behind you!"

"Wow, what a small dragon!"

"Is it scared by us?"

Four or five hands stretched out to the back of Oro's neck, and the little flying dragon hissed in fright, flapping its wings and flying up.

Oro gave a "tsk", stretched out his hand and grabbed Xiao Feilong back, hugged him in his arms, and frowned at the group of people: "I have something to do with the president, isn't the president here now?"

"President?"

The group looked at each other, and one of the women said, "He should read in the old place behind."

Oro dodges the warm embrace and walks back around the group.

Al was fixed in Oro's arms, stretched his neck and tried to look over from under his armpit, and saw twenty or thirty people watching them, someone noticed that Al was observing them, and even waved with a smile. wave.

"Oro, who are they?"

"A group of guys who have nothing to do and panic!"

"..."

At the back of the association, the noisy voice gradually faded away.

They came to a yard, and a tree was planted in the yard. The tree was very tall, and an old man was sitting under the tree, holding a book in his hand, but he was dozing off.

Al felt Oro lighten his steps.

After approaching the old man, the old man woke up by himself.

He rubbed his eyes, yawned, and looked up.Seeing the person in front of him, the old man was surprised and said, "Auruo?"

"President." Oro stopped and nodded politely.

"You...you really came back?" The old man put away the book, stood up and patted his trouser legs, and muttered, "You came back for that?"

"Hmm...well." Oro replied ambiguously.

"That matter may not be resolved even if you come back. It was Jin who insisted on writing to you. He said that you will always have a clue..."

"But you have to tell me what happened first." Oro smiled helplessly.

The old man glanced at him and said, "I didn't expect you to come here specially for this kind of thing. I thought you were all focused on having fun."

The corner of Oro's mouth twitched, and his smile became a little embarrassing.

The old man picked up the book and walked over, noticing Al as he passed Oro.

"You raised a dragon?"

"Well," Oro turned and followed the old man, hesitated, and asked, "President, do you know what happened under Mount Most?"

"What happened to the Dragon King? I heard that the palace also sent people to investigate," the old man said, "Human beings are pretending to be ghosts. If you really kill the Dragon King, you can't feel it. The whole continent has been shaken awake."

Oro thought for a moment, and decided to put aside the matters of the Dragon Clan first, and wait for the immediate problem to be resolved.

The old man led them to a room in the corridor.

After opening the door, the old man put his hands behind his back, looked at Al, and said, "Leave your dragon outside."

Al froze for a moment.

Oro glanced at Al and patted his head lightly: "Don't run too far."

Al flapped his wings obediently and flew out.

The old man entered the room, and Oro followed.

After closing the door and turning around, Oro met the old man's scrutinizing eyes.

"You didn't have the patience to keep this kind of pet before. Where did you get that dragon?"

Oro walked over and sat down, lowered his eyes and said, "He was injured on a mountain, so I picked him up."

"Oh?" The old man narrowed his eyes.

"What is the strange thing that King said in the letter?" Oro avoided the topic and went straight to the point.

The old man snorted softly, didn't pursue it further, and said: "It started half a year ago, but it has been very frequent in the past two months. It is said that it is a strange thing, but it is just that someone has disappeared."

"Missing?"

"I can't find a trace of the entire king, even if I go to a neighboring city, there is no news, it's like it evaporated out of thin air."

"Who are the missing people?"

"People who are not related in any way, have no intersection at all, and even their identities are completely different. Some are ordinary people, some are magicians, and some are potion masters."

Oro stroked his chin.

"There are more than 20 people so far." After a pause, the old man frowned. "Because of this incident, the number of soldiers patrolling the capital has also increased a lot, but it seems to have no effect on those people at all."

Oro was silent.

The old man glanced at him and asked, "Any clues?"

Oro shook his head.

"Hmph, let me just say, there's no point in bringing you back!"

Regarding the old man's unkind comments, Oro raised his eyebrows and said, "How can I have a clue just knowing these things? At least take me to the homes of those missing people."

"Look for Jin to take you there."

Oro was taken aback: "Aren't you going with us?"

"If I could see something, I would have seen it long ago. Anyway, I'm just taking you there. Jin can't wait for him to do this kind of thing by himself."

"Then, don't you have any countermeasures for this matter?" Oro was a little surprised.

"There is no countermeasure?" The old man glanced at him and said with a sneer, "Can't you see it?"

"what?"

"When there is no countermeasure, the only way is to wait," the old man narrowed his eyes, "that person, or a group of people's courage is getting bigger and bigger, and their goals are slowly rising from ordinary people to nobles. Potionist, magician. He's challenging and provoking us, do you think...they'll ignore this whole magic association?"

Oro frowned.

Al was flying bored in the courtyard, spinning around.

When he was almost dizzy, he stopped and landed on the branch to catch his breath.

He raised his head and looked upstairs to Oro and the others, and saw a figure swaying in front of the window of a certain room upstairs.

Al was a little curious, and flapped his wings and flew over.

As if he was a thief, Al was a little nervous and guilty, and flew under the window sill and listened to the movement from the window above.

Someone is talking to himself.

Al ascended slowly, slowly... and saw a teenager.

There was a small can in front of the boy, the can was floating in the air, and there was a ball of flames underneath.

There seemed to be something boiling in the can, and an unspeakable smell permeated the air.

The teenager held a glass bottle in his hand, which contained a red liquid.He was about to pour the liquid down, when he raised his eyelids, he met Al's gaze.

"..."

The boy froze for a moment, then let go of his hand, and poured the whole bottle of potion into it.

The next second—

With a loud "bang", the can exploded and spread to Al, stunned him!

The roof shook, and hearing the sound of a suspected explosion, Oro hesitated: "...What was that just now?"

The old man said angrily: "It must be Rhodes making potions again!" Then he stood up angrily, walked to the door and opened it.

Oro happened to see the little flying dragon that fell down in a daze, and was taken aback for a moment, then his face darkened.

Al fell to the ground, seeing stars, and the whole world was spinning.

At this moment, a black shadow descended, just in front of him.

The boy's face was pitch-black, but his eyes were staring at Al.

Al shuddered with fright, and suddenly woke up.

The boy stretched out his two paws towards Al, and his eerie voice was accompanied by a trace of inexplicable excitement: "You are mine—"

A hand quickly grabbed Al up.

As soon as Al saw Oro, he immediately grabbed the hem of his coat with his claws.

The boy stood up and turned around to see Auror, and asked unhappily, "Who are you?"

The old man ran over and slapped him hard on the back of the head, angrily said, "What are you doing again?!"

The young man scratched his head and said sullenly, "I'm making potions..."

"Is the potion you made drinkable by humans?!"

"..." The boy looked at Al, and said loudly to Auror, "Is this your dragon?"

"So what?" Oro narrowed his eyes.

"Give me its dragon scale!"

"..." Al turned his head and quickly shrank into Oro's arm.

Oro's temples jumped.

He asked with a dark face: "President, whose child is this?"

"My father is not in the Magic Association, I am Lal's apprentice!" The boy said proudly, puffing out his chest.

"Lal?" Oro sneered, "When did Lal accept such an apprentice?"

"You know the teacher?" the boy asked suspiciously.

"Apologize to me quickly!" The old man interrupted them and said angrily, "If you make that kind of explosive again, I will drive you out, Rhodes!"

The boy was startled and felt aggrieved. After reluctantly saying "I'm sorry" to Auror, his eyes kept wandering back and forth on Al.

Oro became upset, and asked the old man, "Is that room still reserved for me?"

The old man nodded, frowned and said, "Jin will probably come to you at night."

"I see, then I'll go first." Glancing at the boy, Oro turned around and left with Al in his arms.

The boy shouted behind him: "Can't you just give me a scale?!"

Oro ignored it for a while, and walked towards the end of the corridor.

After turning the corner, Oro took Al up the tower and opened a room on the second floor.

The windows of the room were facing the courtyard, and the sunlight came in.

The room was clean and seemed to have been cleaned all the time.

Al flapped his wings and landed on the bed, heaved a sigh of relief, patted his chest with his paws, and muttered, "Are all potionists like that, Oro?"

Oro folded his hands on his chest, and said angrily: "I still want to ask you, how did you meet that kind of brat?"

"I was just curious, so I took a look." Al whispered.

Oro frowned: "I told you before, there are all kinds of people in this place, why are you curious about that kind of thing."

Al was a little aggrieved and kept silent.

Seeing Xiao Feilong's silent appearance, Oro felt a little uncomfortable.

Hanging the burden on his back to the bed, he asked in a low voice, "Are you hurt?"

"...Nope," Al flapped his wings and shook his head, "I just feel dizzy."

Oro took out a piece of red crystal, walked to the bed and sat down, passed the crystal over, and said, "Take it and go to sleep."

Al hugged the crystal with his paws, and nodded obediently.

Oro opened the quilt at the end of the bed, and covered the little flying dragon under the quilt.

Al lay down holding the crystal, glanced at Oro again, and asked, "Aren't you sleeping, Oro?"

Oro sat by the bed and said, "I may have to go out later, if you wake up and don't see me, don't run around, you know?"

Al nodded and closed his eyes.

The room fell silent.

Oro watched the little flying dragon slowly relax his body.

After a while, the golden glow lit up, and the little flying dragon turned into a human, half of his body was outside the quilt.

The silver-haired man curled up, his mouth slightly opened to breathe, and he fell asleep defenselessly, holding the crystal in his right hand.

Oro covered him with the quilt, stroked his hair, and always felt that he seemed to be taking care of the child more and more.

...It's a really weird feeling.