Chapter 177: This Thing...... Is it a dragon?
When the Prince of Leicester raised his hand again, ready to make a gesture to give the order to attack, Arthur drew his sword. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info
He thought he was simply drawing his sword, but in the eyes of Prince Lester, Arthur's action of drawing his sword was cold, wild, full of strength ready to strike, but also steady and focused protection.
Prince Leicester, who is brave and good at fighting and killing countless people, was shocked when he saw Arthur draw his sword.
Because of a simple action, he knew that Arthur was a killer with precise killing intent.
Seeing Arthur draw his sword, Salina picked up the double-edged axe, and Witt prepared his bow and arrows, but almost at the same time, he drove his horse to Arthur's side and reached out to hold Arthur's arm.
Witt was well aware that Arthur's eyes had locked on Prince Leicester, and his body was about to attack.
A second too late, he couldn't hold his arm.
"Arthur!" shouted Witt, anxious, but his strength to hold Arthur was not strong, "are you really going to kill the prince of this country!?"
Arthur turned his head to look at Werther, and before the killing intent in his eyes had time to subside due to the change in the people he saw, he replied to Werther, "I will only kill those who stand in our way." ”
Witt blinked helplessly, took a deep breath and said, "There will be countless people who will stand in our way in the future, will you kill each one? Is that you? Arthur, a killer?"
Arthur was stunned for a moment, and the killing intent in his eyes began to fade.
Prince Leicester's gaze turned to Werther, and he began to really look at the handsome and gentle boy.
"You can't kill everyone here, and if you kill the prince in front of so many people, you'll become a forever wanted condemned prisoner, and so will we with you. You and I are just nameless boys from the border forest, but Salina is different, she has her life, her fame, she still has Shirayuki, and you, you still have Nayin. ”
Arthur looked at Nayin, then back at Werther, "I'm worried that he'll cause us more trouble in the future. ”
Witt tilted his head: "If both roads are dead ends, then take the longer one." ”
Hawkins also stretched out his hand and put it on Arthur's sword-holding arm: "To live means that there is hope, there is a turnaround, you let me remember." In return, I want you to remember, whenever you use your brain!"
Arthur glanced at Hawkins, then he looked back at Prince Leicester with a disdainful sneer.
The smile looked like it said, "I'll spare your life." ”
Prince Lester suddenly realized that if he hadn't killed the black-haired boy at this time, his smile would forever remain in his memory, and the courage that guided him to invincibility would be tarnished by it. He clearly had a hunch that if he let it go, he would pay a terrible price for it.
So although it was not necessary, he still completed the gesture of giving the order to attack, and the soldiers who surrounded the crowd immediately attacked, and the church personnel also rushed forward, but Ozhivich's priests did not want to protect anyone, and forcibly taking Hawkins by force was an acceptable result for him.
Arthur had to lift his sword again. He smiled helplessly at his companions, who responded with a determined look.
Just as the battle was about to break out, Arthur suddenly felt something moving in his right pocket, and when he looked down, a sharp howl suddenly appeared, as if on the edge of the limit of what human hearing could accept, and everyone was so shocked by the sound like a magical explosion that they couldn't move, and they only covered their ears with their hands.
A sense of familiarity suddenly came over Arthur.
Arthur wondered, what was this sound? He seemed to hear it, but he couldn't remember it. When he turned his eyes, he saw that he was on the other side of the stream of life, and there seemed to be something ahead.
He entered the river and walked forward, only to find that what caught his eye was a black mass.
Arthur continued to get closer, and he noticed that it was what appeared to be a man floating on the surface of the river in a leisurely and comfortable sitting position.
Arthur wanted to see what he looked like, to see who this person was, and why he was above the flow of his life, but he suddenly heard Nayin's shout, and he turned around and saw Nayin standing on the other side.
"Arthur, what are you doing!? They're coming!"
In a flicker, Arthur found that he was clutching a ball of cotton cloth in his hand, which was propped open, revealing a red dragon cub that had broken out of the egg and was only the size of a palm.
The rock-solid eggshell softened as the baby dragon broke out of the egg, and shattered with the birth of the young dragon, and a large amount of blood-like, but very viscous liquid wrapped the baby dragon, and now this slimy liquid flowed down Arthur's hand.
Arthur instantly remembered his "deal" with the dragon, the scene when the dragon was dying.
The young dragon in his hand was red all over, its eyes were closed, and its nostrils were so small that it was difficult to make out that it breathed weakly. It was so weak that it looked like a premature human baby, and it looked like it was going to die in the next second.
In fact, it was indeed a premature baby.
Arthur did not know that the egg was alive, and out of respect for the dead dragon and his attitude of completing the "deal", Arthur wrapped the egg in cotton cloth and placed it in his waist bag.
When he was shot by five bows and arrows, blood flowed all over his body, pouring into his waist bag, the dragon eggs were soaked in blood, and the hatchling young dragon was infected beyond resistance.
As a result, its birth was greatly advanced, and with the constant weakness of the premature baby, the dragon roar at birth was its only strength and the only way to protect itself. Now that it has exhausted its strength, life is out of control, and it has given itself to the owner who hatched it, just as it had last died.
"This thing...... Is it a dragon?" Arthur muttered, turning his head quickly, but not seeing his stream of life or the black figure floating above the river.
Instead, he saw the reality he'd been watching, angry princes, attacking soldiers, ill-intentioned priests, and anxious wizards.
The companions were also shocked to see the dragon in Arthur's hand, but now was not the time to be shocked, and Witt suddenly shouted, "Arthur be careful!" and quickly fired arrows to attack. Arthur quickly turned his head, dodging the arrow, and the next second he saw the image of the archer being shot in the chest by an arrow.
After Naine and Salina shouted "Arthur" at the same time, Arthur wrapped the weak baby dragon in cotton cloth again, pulled open the neckline, and put it into his neckline along with the slimy liquid, allowing the baby dragon to rest against his chest.
Arthur reminded Hawkins behind him: "Hold on. ”
Then he took the reins and led his companions into flight, and he cut off the arms of the soldiers who stood in his way, and the tips of their spears, and he gave the order to Nain, and in an instant a strong wind rose and swept up the rain against everyone.
However, as soon as the attack began, Hawkins looked at Nayin in the air and asked her, "Arthur is a contractor, and you are her ghost, right?"