How to use the Dragon King correctly

Chapter 27 Hunting Dragons

"Oro?" Seeing that the man didn't respond, Rhodes frowned and shouted.

"..."

Rhodes looked at Mira lying on the bed, and hesitated, "Is it related to the dragon clan that Mira became like this?"

Oro didn't answer.

...is this the default?

Rhode glanced uneasily at the direction the little flying dragon was flying away, then squatted down silently again, put his head on his arms, and sighed long.

After a relatively silent period of time, other members of the Magic Association came back from outside. After hearing the news, they came to this room to check on Mira's condition.

Oro leaned his back against the wall, listening to the deliberately lowered voice of conversation from the side in silence, feeling more and more irritable.

When Rhodes No. 30 secretly glanced at him, he suddenly stood up straight.

The other two magicians who were talking softly stopped, looked at Auror, and said hesitantly, "Auror, is there anything I can do?"

Oro just turned and walked out without a word.

Oro walked across the corridor without a word, walked up the tower, went straight to his room and opened the door.

The room was empty.

Recalling the back of the little flying dragon flying out of the courtyard just now, Oro closed the door again with a "bang" and went down the tower.

When they walked into the courtyard, members of the Magic Association shouted suspiciously behind them: "Oro, where are you going?"

Oro ignored it, walked directly to the back of the courtyard and opened the door.

The blond hair was neatly tied behind his head, and the man in the court magic robe was raising his hand to push the door, but when he saw Auror appearing behind the door, he put his hand down silently.

Oro frowned and said, "Why are you here?"

Hai Wen said lightly: "The magicians from your association are all back, and they all gathered at the front door. I don't want to talk too much nonsense with unrelated people."

"Even if it's the back door, you can't just open it if you want," Oro took a step, closed the door behind him with his backhand, and asked expressionlessly, "You came to find me?"

Haven nodded.

"what's up?"

"Are you going out now?"

"It's none of your business."

Haven paused and asked, "How much do you really know about the Dragon Clan?"

"What do you mean?"

"...You don't think I believe everything you said, do you?" Haiwen stared at Auror and said, "I believe you know how serious this matter is, so I hope you don't treat me badly." concealed."

Oro stared at Haven for a while, then looked away, and said softly, "What do you want to ask?"

"I heard there was news about the Dragon King from Mufa Town," Haiwen turned around, leaned against the wall, glanced at Oro and said, "You should have happened to be in that town when that happened, right? How much do you know about the Dragon King?"

"The palace should have sent someone to investigate, right?"

"Well, but I couldn't find any useful information. When the three magicians died, no one saw it, and no one knew what happened to the dragon's paw print."

"I don't know what happened to the dragon king's eyes sold by those three magicians, but I talked to them, and they said they were given to them by a man wearing a cloak," Oro said after a pause, "That man wearing a cloak The man in the cloak later appeared in front of me, that is, the man we fought against just now."

Haven's expression was complete.

"So I guess the three magicians might have been killed by him too."

"Why?"

"Why?" Oro twitched the corner of his mouth, "Maybe it's because he didn't want us to think that the Dragon King was really killed by humans?"

Hai Wen was silent for two seconds, and said: "Can I understand that the Dragon Clan gave the pair of Dragon King eyes to the three magicians for what purpose, and then his purpose was achieved, and the three magicians disappeared. use value?"

But there are many ways to kill human beings, but the other party has chosen the most conspicuous and exaggerated way.

Moreover, according to the letter report of the magician who investigated in Mufa Town, only the Dragon King could match the paw prints of that size.

In the end, I still don't want humans to think that the dignified Dragon King was really killed...

Hai Wen looked at the man beside him and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Auruo, you said that that man appeared in front of you to ask you about the Dragon King... If he is the Dragon King, why would he do such a thing?"

Auror turned his eyes slowly, landed on Hai Wen, and said lightly, "Who knows."

"Did you really not see the Dragon King on the top of Mount Most?"

"Do you think it's possible for me to come back alive if I meet the Dragon King?"

"You're able to get to the top of that mountain, that's incredible enough in itself."

"Really? You can try it next time." Oro sneered.

"Besides, I also heard that you brought a young dragon with you when you came back." Haiwen narrowed his eyes, "Why do you want to raise a dragon all of a sudden?"

Oro looked at the sky in a daze for a while, and then said slowly: "Why do you all ask me this question?"

"..."

"Do I really not look like someone who can raise dragons?"

"Not like." Haiwen lowered his eyes.

"……yes?"

Why is that?

Oro didn't even know himself.

But the back of the silver-haired man emerged in his mind.

The man was walking in the wilderness and kept going away.That figure in the setting sun made Oro faintly feel uneasy.

He regretted letting Al leave just now.

Thinking of this, Oro said impatiently: "I have something to do now, so let's go first."

Hai Wen's eyes followed Ao Luo, watching him walk into the street quickly, thinking about something in his heart.

Al felt rather disheartened when he left the Magic Association.

He couldn't get Sisi's image out of his mind.Combining Sisi's cold voice and Oro's cold look in the memory, Al only felt endless exhaustion and loss.

He flapped his wings and flew aimlessly, not knowing what to do.

It is very likely that the Dragon Clan will be all arrested.

If Luther and his affairs were known, would those people kill all the dragons?

... Isn't that genocide?

Will they... be wiped out?

Al felt a little heavy.

Oro... Do you agree with this kind of thing?

If the Dragon Clan is to be wiped out, then he and Luther will also be hunted down by humans.Oro... Do you think this kind of thing is indifferent?

No, his attitude is not indifferent.Oro felt that this was the right thing to do, and he had said so plainly.

Al felt his blood go cold.

His mind went blank, but instead of falling into chaos, he calmed down extremely because of the thoughts that flashed at this moment.

The little flying dragon cheered up, looked around, and when he spotted a dragon in a family's yard, he flew towards it.

Qinglong was lying comfortably in the yard, when the little flying dragon rushed in with a "swoosh" and landed in the fence, Qinglong suddenly opened his eyes and looked up, shocked and said: "Your Majesty the Dragon King!"

Al heard the "voice" and stood up staggeringly.

"Your Majesty the Dragon King, why are you here?" Qinglong asked cautiously.

Al looked up at Qinglong, and wanted to say, "Those humans are coming to catch you soon, you run away quickly", but he felt that it was meaningless.

He couldn't tell the news to the Dragon Clan in the whole continent, and where could they escape?

Qinglong bent his neck and approached curiously, "Your Majesty the Dragon King?"

"I'll stay here for a while." Al said softly.

"Hmm..." Qinglong seemed a little cautious.

Al huddled behind Qinglong's buttocks, pondered for a while, then glanced quietly into the room, and murmured: "Is your master treating you well?"

"Master? Well..." Qinglong thought for a while, "Very, very good, they don't travel too far, just ask me to watch the door. They give me a place to sleep, and they will give me enough food!"

"...Don't you want to become a human?"

"Become a human?" Qinglong blinked his eyes, "I did hear that we dragons could become human in the past, but that was a long time ago, and it doesn't feel real to me...but it does. Some dragons strongly wish to be able to lift the seal."

Al was a little surprised.

So there are dragons who are satisfied with this kind of life... It's completely different from those dragons on Gray Street.

But that's right, how many dragons can live from 1000 years ago to the present?Now most of the dragons were born in the era after the seal, and they never had those abilities, so they wouldn't feel aggrieved by losing them.

Al thought to himself, suddenly felt something, and hid behind Qinglong.

Not long after, a person walked leisurely past the fence.

After walking over, the man paused, then quickly stepped back a few steps, squatted in front of the fence, and looked up at Qinglong.

Qinglong sighed helplessly in his heart: "...here it comes again."

Al was puzzled.

Why is Lal here?

The man was carrying a vegetable basket in his hand, and there were a lot of grass and flowers in the basket.

Al knew that there was a mountain not far away. Did Lal go to collect potion materials?He has seen Rhodes playing with these flowers and plants.

The blond man put his hands on his knees, stared at Qinglong with bright eyes, and said with a smile, "Hello?"

Qinglong: "..."

"You really can talk, right? I met your Dragon King yesterday!"

Qinglong: "..."

"Ah, I know, you won't talk to me..." Lal raised the corner of his mouth and said to himself, "That's right, that's right, the two dragons in my house are just like you, never Talk to me, but yesterday I did talk to a dragon! He also turned into a human in front of me... Ah, it's amazing, but unfortunately I didn't see the dragon scales on his body. We must take a good look at the opportunity..."

Qinglong: "..."

Lal stroked his chin and said, "But now your Dragon King doesn't know what's going on, something terrible seems to have happened in the capital... If your Dragon King is in danger, will you speak? Will you become human?" ?” The blond man said with a smile, “If you are willing to say a word, I don’t mind helping your Majesty the Dragon King, anyway, I am a very idle person, as long as you are willing to say a word…”

A man crouched in front of a fence, babbling like this to a silent dragon.

Al was speechless for a moment, then another idea popped up in his head, and he poked out from behind Qinglong.

Lal was talking endlessly, when he caught sight of the little flying dragon out of the corner of his eye, he paused.

At this moment, a familiar voice came from the street: "Lal!"

Al shrank back behind Qinglong again.

Oro ran over to catch his breath.

Lal didn't stand up, but still crouched on the ground, looked up at the blond man and asked calmly, "What's wrong?"

Oro frowned and said, "Did you see my dragon?"

Lal looked at Oro thoughtfully.

"……how?"

"Did your dragon run away from home?" Lal raised the corners of his lips, "I told you that you are not suitable for raising dragons."

Oro's face darkened, and his voice became cold: "I just ask if you have seen my dragon."

"No." Lal turned his head.

"..." Oro turned around and whispered before leaving, "If you find him, help me bring him back... please."

"Yeah." Lal replied casually.

When the blond man left, Lal propped his chin and said slowly: "Come out, Your Majesty the Dragon King."