How to use the Dragon King correctly

Chapter 3 Dragon King's Eyes

After leaving the hotel, Oro entered the market.

Before he took a few steps, a black-feathered carrier pigeon flew over from a distance, flapped its wings, passed the crowd, and landed on his shoulder.

Oro took out a roll of letter paper from under its feet and unfolded it.

My friend Oro:

Something strange happened in the capital, and neither the court magician nor the Magic Association had a clue.I don't know where you are now, can you come back soon?

Put pen to paper "gold".

After a moment of silence, a flame ignited in Oro's palm.The flames burned the letter paper into ashes, which were blown away by the wind.

After sunset, Oro went into a tavern.

He picked a round table in the corner, and after drinking four glasses of beer, the number of people in the tavern gradually increased, but they all gathered in one corner.

There were quite a few people gathered around, discussing something loudly.

"What does the Dragon King look like? Does it look exactly the same as in the "Warcraft Illustrated Book"?"

"Didn't you come across the monster created by the ten dragons..."

"Speaking of which, I tried to go up Mount Most today, and was almost trampled to death by a flying dragon..."

"Hahahaha!" A burst of laughter interrupted the whispers of these people, "Dragon King... hiccup, the dragon king is not so scary... it is completely different from the one in the illustrated book, hiccup!"

"Eh?"

"what happened!"

Those people became curious.

"Dragon King, although he looks as tall as a mountain!" The man gestured, and Auror could still see his waving arms through the crowd, "But it's easy to belch...we will solve it It's gone!"

"Oh!"

"awesome!"

"What about the other parts of the Dragon King? Why do you only sell its eyes?"

The man didn't answer immediately like before, and after a few seconds he said impatiently: "Because the Dragon King is too big, hiccup, we can't transport it!"

"Then you can find someone to go up the mountain! What a pity!"

"That's right, now on Mount Most, those nasty dragons are all back!"

"But the Dragon King's eyes look like this..."

"Speaking of which, we can organize a group of people and follow you up the mountain again! No matter how big the Dragon King is, as long as there are enough people, we can transport them all down!"

"Oh, yes! The Dragon King is so big, it can be sold for a lot of money!"

"In this way, won't our town become famous!"

"It can still become the richest town on the whole continent!"

"Hahaha! Mr. Magician, what do you think of this idea?"

"As long as you want, we can gather the whole town now!"

"Hey, Mister Magician?"

"and many more……"

Surrounded by people, the magician suddenly stood up staggeringly. Under the persuasion of those people, he threw a few copper coins in front of the boss with a smirk, and then staggered out of the tavern.

"What's going on?" The few people who were left in place looked at each other in blank dismay.

"I just don't want to tell us," someone whispered, "The Dragon King is so precious, those three magicians must want to monopolize it."

"Don't be kidding, once the Dragon King is subdued, it is not the property of the entire country!"

"If only I could do magic, I really want to see what the Dragon King looks like with my own eyes..."

Oro hiccupped, left two copper coins on the table, and walked out of the tavern.

There was another batch of vendors on the street at night, and jjjs also appeared on the street one by one.

Oro leaned on the wall and sat down slowly on the side of the road after crossing a street.

The magician who was sitting on the side of the road with his head up and almost fell asleep was awakened by Auror's breath. He shook his head and wanted to stand up, but Auror held his shoulders and sat back on the ground abruptly.

The magician came to his senses a little bit, waved away Oro's hand and said coldly: "Hi...what are you doing?!"

Oro also hiccupped, propped his chin on his hand, stared at the street in a daze, and murmured, "You... hiccup, where did those dragon eyes... come from?"

"What, what?" The magician stared at Auror for a while, and sneered when he confirmed that he was too drunk, "Of course we snatched it from the Dragon King... Hiccup, why, you want to get news too? Yes If you have the ability, hiccup, if you have the ability, go up Mount Most by yourself!"

After speaking, the magician got up again and wanted to leave.

However, before taking a step, a gust of wind blew past.When he came back to his senses, there were already four or five bloodstains on the left and right sides of his face.

The magician froze in place, not daring to move.

"Sit down." Oro yawned.

"..."

The magician silently sat back beside Oro, sitting upright with his hands on his knees.

"Those eyes, hiccup, are they fake?"

Oro asked lazily without even looking at the people around him.

"...No, it's not a fake," the magician gritted his teeth secretly, "How could it be a fake... You are a magician, you must be able to feel it?"

"It's just because I can feel it, I feel strange," Oro rubbed his temples with some headaches, "That's why I asked where you came from!"

"I told you, we brought it after we went up the mountain to defeat the Dragon King!" the magician said angrily.

"Then how about this—question one!" Oro suddenly pointed at the magician, and a spark floated from the tip of his index finger, scaring the magician into a cold sweat. "What color are the dragon king's scales!"

"Red!" said the magician firmly.

"Question [-] - Does the Dragon King have one tail, two tails or three tails?"

"Two!"

"Question [-] - Is the Dragon King a square face or an inverted triangle face?"

"Inverted, inverted triangle!"

"One last question—is there one horn, two horns or three horns on the Dragon King's head?"

"Two horns!"

"So you are lying, your description is exactly the same as in the "Warcraft Illustrated Book"! You have never seen the Dragon King at all!" Oro withdrew his hand and came to a conclusion.

The magician stood up angrily: "Don't make fun of me, I don't have time to deal with drunkards like you!" Then he stood up.

The next second, another gust of wind blew by, and the magic robe on the magician's body turned into strips of cloth, which hung loosely on his body, attracting the eyes of jjj on the street.

Magician: "..."

"Sit." Oro turned his head, and the moonlight fell on his light blue eyes, turning into a sharp light.

The magician sat down again in silence.

Oro played with his fingers, and the flames were constantly changing at his fingertips. The first moment was a heart, and soon it became the shape of a dragon.

The magician sneaked a few glances at him while sweating, he was completely sober from the wine.

"Tell me, how do you know that the Dragon King's cave has been broken into?" Oro asked softly, "Have you followed the people who went up the mountain?"

"...No..." The magician lowered his head.

"Then what's the matter?"

"..." Gritting his teeth, the magician said in a low voice, "We did come here for the Dragon King, but the magic power of the three of us is not very good at all, so we didn't expect to see the Dragon King... During the day before yesterday, the three of us came down halfway up the mountain, and that night, a stranger in a cloak appeared in front of us."

Oro withdrew the flame and glanced at the magician.

The magician wiped his sweat with the back of his hand: "He told us that someone has entered the Dragon King's cave, and the Dragon King has awakened... We don't know what happened to him, we thought he was joking with us, but he put A box was handed over to us. That box, the one you saw this day...we took it out intact."

"You, you saw those eyes today!" The magician became excited, "That kind of magic power is not man-made! That kind of magic power, that kind of eyes, only the king of dragons can have!"

"And then?" Oro asked.

"We asked that person why there was such a thing...he said that if he wanted to know, just do what he said..."

"He asked you to sell these eyes for him? Ah, no," Oro touched his chin, "No one can afford these eyes, he just wants to use you to let others know that the Dragon King has contacted humans. "

"I, we don't know either," the magician shook his head, "We just want to know something about the Dragon King..."

Oro let out a long sigh, which made the magician's face ugly.

"What, what's wrong? Is there a problem?"

"You hold those eyes in your hands, and you refuse to reveal anything about the Dragon King's Cave," Oro said contemptuously. "Have you thought about it carefully? How many people are targeting you now?"

The magician froze.

"Compared to going to Mount Moster again, it's always faster to kill you first and take away the body part of the Dragon King you have now, right?"

"But, but we only have one pair of eyes..." the magician swallowed.

"Those people don't think so. Even if the Dragon King is too big for you to transport, it's always okay to take a few more scales besides the eyes, right? It's always okay to cut off some of the Dragon King's flesh? You must have more There are many things—ordinary people should think so.”

"Then, what should we do?!" The magician panicked completely, "We really have nothing but those eyes!"

"Get out of this town quickly." Oro yawned and stood up.

"You, who are you?" the magician shouted.

Oro turned sideways, raised the corners of his lips and said in a low voice, "Maybe he is the one who wants to rob you."

Magician: "..."

Al sat by the window, looking at the moon and stars in the night sky, and suddenly smelled that familiar smell again.

He closed his eyes and sniffed desperately, then turned over and lay down on the window sill, looking downstairs.

The window of their room faced a path.

This trail is very deserted, but at this moment, a man wearing a cloak is standing in the middle of the trail, as if...waving to him?

Al didn't lose his mind because of the smell this time, he just lay by the window and stared at the man in the cloak in a daze, the bat wings flapping behind him.

Seeing that he didn't respond, the man gave up waving at him, groped around himself, and found a piece wrapped in cloth from nowhere.

Holding the thing in one hand, he opened the cloth, and a piece of bacon came into Al's eyes.

Al's wings stopped moving.

The night wind blew, sending the smell of bacon into Al's nose.

Al swallowed, and scratched his paw on the window sill.

Who is this guy?Was Oro the one who sent him?It should be... Impossible.

...the cloaked man took the bacon back.

Al felt a little lost in his heart.

In the next second, there were a few crackling sounds, and a few golden coins fell from the cloaked man's sleeve to the ground.

The cloaked man was about to bend down to pick it up, when a gust of wind blew by, a small flying dragon bit one of the gold coins with its mouth, patted the other two with its paws, and raised its head towards the cloaked man, hissing threateningly.

The cloaked man smiled.

"Do you like it? These are all for you."

Eh?

Al let go of his mouth in a daze, and the gold coin just fell back to the ground.

The man in the cloak squatted down, stretched out his fingers and touched the little flying dragon's head.

Al closed his eyes, rubbed his forehead against the other person reflexively, and thought in a trance that this person's body temperature...was much lower than Oro...

"...do you remember me?" The cloaked man's voice was gentle and pleasant.

Al... never met this guy.

Just as he was about to open his mouth to ask, he suddenly remembered the agreement with Auror, so he could only close his mouth obediently.

The man in the cloak didn't know if he was waiting for his answer, but after waiting for a long time, there was only silence. He sighed softly and stood up.

In the moonlight, the face under the cloak was somewhat blurred.

Al only vaguely saw the black hair and scarlet eyes of the other party.

"I really want to see what you look like when you grow up."

After Oro returned to the hotel, he staggered to the bed and fell asleep.

After lying down for 2 minutes, I suddenly felt a little quiet, so I opened my eyes and looked towards the window.

I saw Xiao Feilong sitting on the table by the window, nibbling a gold coin.And there were three gold coins lying beside him.

Oro got up from the bed with a "crack", walked quickly to the table in a few steps, and slapped his hands on the table with a "bang".

"Where did it come from?!"

Looking up at the man with straight eyes, Al said proudly, "Someone gave it to me!"

"Give it to you?" Oro picked up a gold coin, bit it, and asked quickly, "Who gave it to you?!"

"What are you trying to do?" Al looked at him suspiciously.

Oro: "Give you to him, and let him give me all the gold coins on his body."

Al: "..."

Seeing a dragon roll his eyes, Oro raised his eyebrows: "What's going on? Who would give you three gold coins for such a stupid dragon?"

"A strange man," said Al, "in a cape, with black hair and red eyes."

Oro froze for a moment, and frowned: "What... did he do to you?"

"No, just gave me four gold coins and touched my head," Al snorted softly, "much better than you."

"Ha," Oro narrowed his eyes, "if it wasn't me, who would you beg to take you down the mountain?"

"I can go down the mountain myself!" Al was angry.

"Oh, is that so?" Oro smiled disdainfully, threw a gold coin in his hand, turned and sat back on the bed.

Following the man's gaze, Al put down the gold coin in his hand, and suddenly called out softly, "Oro..."

"What's wrong?" Oro raised an eyebrow.

The little flying dragon flapped its wings and flew to the bed, sat next to Oro, drooped its head and said, "I've been thinking about it for a long time today... Is it only the Dragon King who can make ordinary dragons react like that?"

"You mean you look crazy during the day?"

"……Um."

"According to common sense, this is indeed the case."

"So I thought," Xiao Feilong raised his head, "Am I the Dragon King? I always thought I should be...but today I reacted the same way as an ordinary dragon, right?"

Oro just looked down at the little flying dragon and didn't speak.

"Auruo, what do you think?" Xiao Feilong asked tentatively, "Do you think I'm the Dragon King?"

A moment of silence.

"What did I do to make you think you can ask me this kind of question?" Oro said blankly, "If you think I will comfort you and say that you are the Dragon King for your pity's sake, that's impossible! People No matter how desperate you are, as long as you don’t deceive yourself, you can still be saved, and the dragon is the same.”

"...I hate you!" Al flew away from the bed, and sat back by the window with his back to the room.

"Humph!"

Oro lay on his side on the bed, resting his head on his hands, tossing gold coins one after another.

The gold coin flipped to reach the highest point, reflecting a sharp light.

The man in the cloak...