Volume 1: The Land of the Dead Chapter 133: The Flying Dragon Hunt (1)
"Those guys of the Silver Saint Clan are really boring, they have nothing to do to decorate the exterior walls of the buildings here so brightly, and they haven't done anything in the past three hundred years, just to study how to fight the Sun Fist? ”
Squatting at the door of Camp Augin, Roger rubbed his painful eyes that were shiny by the reflection, dizzy for a while, and couldn't help but complain.
Seeing that the mentor was deflated, Lilith said with a teasing expression: "No one has to ask the mentor to keep an eye on it, I heard that these buildings are part of Alexia's defense system, and Lord Gilson agreed." ”
That was to say, but as soon as Lilith gestured, the abundant water vapor in the air condensed into a trickle under the influence of the magical element, and then her slender hand led down, and the water quickly condensed into translucent ice crystals.
Taking the cool ice crystals and applying ice to his red and swollen eyes, although Roger's vision was blurred, he could also see the magic released by Lilith, and asked casually, "Is this a joint release of water balloon and freeze?" ”
Wiping away the water stains on her hands, Lilith nodded and said, "This technique was indeed taught by Master Alley, but it was not given to me alone, but in her public class on advanced magic theory.
The simplest type of ice spell also belongs to the category of first-order high-level magic, which is quite expensive to use, and although the water balloon and freezing spells are slower, they can achieve the same effect. ”
Speaking of this, Lilith somehow chuckled, "Speaking of which, Sister Alley has been talking about you lately. ”
"What are you doing with me, she had been wishing I had disappeared in front of her. ”
It wasn't until all the ice water melted in front of his eyes that Roger barely opened his eyes, his eyebrows were full of water stains, "If I have to say it, I feel that Elway's housekeeper will think that I am real, and I always feel that he is waiting for me to have a forbidden love with him." ”
Choked by Roger, Lilith shook her head helplessly, I haven't seen her for a long time, the mentor is still the same old picture, no wonder Sister Alley has always had no way to take the mentor.
"Although I don't say it, Sister Alley is actually very grateful to your mentor for providing this base, according to Sister Alley's words, 'In this current time of withering magic, it is really not easy to find such a place where you can discuss and exchange magic to your heart's content. Despite the teacher's impropriety, Lilith conveyed Alley's words to Roger.
Roger paused as he rubbed his eyes, and muttered to himself, "That woman has this in mind, and it's not in vain......
"Anyway, if I let Alley change into a suit suitable for work with this favor, do you think she can agree?" Roger's eyes lit up, and he said suddenly.
Although Lilith didn't understand Roger's dirty thoughts, she still knew the evil smile on the tutor's face, so she had to shake her head helplessly and walk into the camp, just muttering in a tone that Roger couldn't hear: "Really, the tutor is really a stuffy piece of wood, and she doesn't know the girl's mind at all......"
"Hey, don't go, it's negotiable. ”
Seeing this, Roger, who pretended to be innocent, hurriedly got up, followed Lilith in a hurry, and visited the Aujin camp, which had changed a lot.
The periphery of the Aujin camp is actually a living area, and it does not restrict the entry of outsiders, and the warrior families of the Black Armor Knights have multiplied for nearly a thousand years, and they have naturally developed into the size of a small town, so Lilith and Roger are not blocked, and the real core location is the central military camp where the two of them will go.
The busy Aujin camp does not change its rhythm due to the arrival of one or two people, but pedestrians are rarely seen in the huge camp, but the shouting in the central barracks is becoming more and more noisy, and faintly, some kind of roar that does not resemble human voices can be heard.
Just after studying the buildings built with the aid of the Silver Saint Clan, Roger lost interest, the materials of these buildings are not rare, they should be a cheap synthetic material, but its smooth surface like glass allows it to better reflect the brilliance of 'Cando II', and many factors make the building have a different sense of science fiction.
"Cut, I thought the spaceship materials of those wild men made me excited. Roger muttered as he stroked the smooth outer wall.
Seeing that Roger's thief was still in place, Lilith urged: "Mentor Roger, please come here, listen to the voice, Lord Gilson's actual combat performance should be about to start." ”
"Daddy, when did the old man have this Yaxing?" asked Roger, puzzled.
Lilith responded as she led Roger to the entrance of the central military camp, "I heard that Lord Gilson will hold such a combat exercise in the camp at the beginning of every trade wind month, and will invite the high-ranking of the Holy Clan to participate, in addition to showing the strength of Camp Augin, it is also to prepare for the upcoming Wyvern hunting season. ”
"Wyvern hunting season, what's new about this?"
Slowing down, Lilith said embarrassedly, "I'm sorry Mentor, I haven't been here for long, so I'm ......."
Rodger frowned and thought for a moment, sure he had never been a moth like this in Alexia for so long.
Suppressing the doubts in their hearts, the two stepped into the heavily guarded central barracks, where the security level was not the same as the living quarters outside.
The barracks are separated from the living area by a thorny fence, and the pure black hue is depressing, even in the daylight.
It seems that beautiful women are popular everywhere, and Lilith is also a star in Camp Augin, and at this time it is two young men who are guarding the central camp, and they all show cramped expressions when they meet Lilith - yes, it looks like Lilith has taught the two of them and didn't run away.
While Lilith was still communicating with the two young men, Roger had already walked straight into the gate, and although the gatekeeper complained about it, for Lilith's sake, he didn't pay attention to this savage man.
"Hey, there are still a lot of people, and it looks like the people outside are in this place. Muttering this, Roger's eyes drifted to the flag fluttering on the school field not far away, and on the brand-new blood-colored flag, the hideous mark of the Black Armored Knights was fluttering in the wind.
In the open central barracks, men, women, and children were gathering on the edge of the school field, and the excited shouts were endless, mixed with some kind of suspicious roar and crashing sound of fierce beasts, but the layers of crowds made it impossible for Roger to see what was going on there.
"Teacher Lilith," while another young man was giving Lilith a certificate for outsiders to enter the camp, another young guard asked very gossipingly, "Wait a minute, you'd better take your boyfriend directly to the room, the barracks are open today, and all the core positions are guarded, if Instructor Gilson catches it, he will inevitably be scolded." ”
"Boyfriend?"
Lilith repeated suspiciously, seeing this young young pouting Roger, her already delicate cheeks blushed again, "What do you say, he's not my lover, and if you have so many mouths, I'll copy the Gu-Mei classic magic model ten times next week." ”
Here Lilith put on the majesty of a teacher, but her heart trembled slightly.
Let's leave Lilith's thoughts aside for the time being, Roger, who is trying to squeeze into the crowd here, has been thrown out by the crowd several times, and is scratching his ears and cheeks to think of countermeasures.
Watching this kind of thing seem to be a common disease of all human beings, old and young burst out with the greatest enthusiasm, even if Roger added a stone skin technique to himself, he felt that his lungs were about to be squeezed out.
"No, I'm going to be a 'mage's eye', why do I have to squeeze in? Could it be that I've become an idiot after following Senua's stupid girl for a long time?" Roger said with a sudden slap on the head after being squeezed out again.
With this in mind, Roger constructed a magical model of the Mage's Eye in his mind, and a transparent eyeball appeared above the school field, overlooking the situation inside, and Roger could finally see the battle in it.
"I'll go, Daddy is violent. ”
Although he knew that his father had the strength of a fourth-order flame-streaked knight, the scene of a small human fighting a giant beast with his own flesh and blood was still very shocking no matter what time it was.
The center of the school yard was full of broken stones, and a behemoth was once again struck to the ground, spiderweb-like cracks tearing the ground apart in an instant, and its dirty blood splattered from its mouth and nose onto the ground, and there was a sizzling sound of corrosion.
It was a bipedal wyvern, with the blood of a dragon and a griffin in legend, but for some historical reasons, the dragon refused to recognize the wyvern as a branch of the dragon family, so it was generally considered a high-level magical beast.
Adult bipedal wyverns have the strength equivalent of a second-order high-level, they are dragon-like and small, with only two feet, claws and toes like birds, wings covered with scales and feathers, and a snake-like tail with barbs, wielding a meteor hammer alive. Can attack any enemy with their razor-sharp claws and teeth, and their image is similar to that of a "chicken-bodied snake-tailed monster".
The scarred one in front of him appeared to be a wyvern with the blood of a green dragon, twisted by an unbelievable force of evil, its claws, sharp teeth, and jaws more ugly and massive than usual, its skin mottled and wrinkled, and its eyes blood-red with resentment.
The Corrupted Wyvern is more aggressive and vicious than a normal Wyvern, and will play around for a while before finishing off its prey. It harasses its enemies for days or even hours in a row using hit-and-run tactics, using the dirt wounds it creates to continuously weaken its victims.