"Feige, let's go. The blue dragon Festan stretched out his claws, spread them out, and reached out in front of Feizi. "I've rested, and we're going to kill monsters in other parts of the Model Territory!"

"Don't worry, I see those knights are using the lighthouse collar insignia. Aha, it's Andrew! Great, it looks like he's okay, and he's starting to support the rest of the model leader. "Feige's Eagle Eye was the best of all the people present—except for the dragons—so he was the first to see the knights. Seeing Andrew, a big stone in his heart was put down, and his excitement was overflowing, and he couldn't help but wave his fist. "It's great! All three of us survived and were able to help each other, which is great!"

"Well, they're all here to help me. Gresham's expression was a little complicated. On the one hand, he was grateful for the help of his allies, and on the other hand, he was ashamed that he could not help. He had always considered himself the leader of the young generation of the Patriarch, but now he has not been able to do his best. "It's humiliating that I've been dragged to death in the castle by the demon and the monsters she summoned, and the best cavalry of the model leader hasn't moved. ”

"Don't think so, we don't even have an enemy in Minas Ihir, and it's clear that we're not taken seriously at all. Looking at Didlet's expression, she wasn't joking, but she really thought so. "Ah, don't get me wrong, I'm not done yet. It would be best if the monster did not land in the city but in the wilderness outside where no one could hurt. ”

"Haha, that's a funny statement, but don't pray for monsters, because monsters can really be around. Festan the blue dragon shook his huge head, flicked his tail, and then held out his hand to Feizi. "Shall we go kill the other monsters?"

"Your wounds are still bleeding, and you are waiting for the priest's treatment. Feige shook his head at Festan. "Hurry up and crouch down, don't you see the elf druid over there treating you? crouch down and let him touch your wounds...... You don't know Elfish, do you?"

Festan turned around, and indeed two elven spellcasters in green robes were waving at him. "Don't wait, there's nothing wrong with this wound, I'll be able to recover slowly on the way. ”

"Why do I think you're a little weird? What if you meet Beamon again? Feige didn't understand why Festan was in such a hurry, but asked in Elven language, "How long will it take to complete the treatment?"

"If it hadn't been using the dragon's bloodline to resist healing spells, it would have been healed long ago!" the elf complained, "It's been very nervous, keeping it in fighting shape, and we estimate that it has been mentally stimulated during the battle." ”

"Oh, that's very likely, after all, we don't know about the battle in the Holy Three Castle, it may be really miserable. Feiqi sighed and said to Festan: "Why don't you do this, the model leads the other territories and the three of us to support, how about you go back to the Holy Three Castle?"

"yes, that's a good idea. Didrite also nodded: "Even if Beamon is dead, the Holy Three Castle can use your power." After we have patrolled the territory, we will also go to the Church to join you. Your current state is better suited to rescue than to continue fighting. ”

This proposal was also endorsed by Gresham. Each of the Lords of the Model Leader has relatives or friends in the Holy Trinity Castle, and most of their classmates and teachers are from or are in the Holy Three Castle. Emotionally speaking, both Didrite and Gresham have the need to go to the Holy Three Castle immediately, but their duties make them have to deal with the affairs of the territory first, because there are still people here who need their care and protection.

"That'...... Come with me, Feige. Festan stretched out his claws to Feige for the third time, and his attitude became more and more resolute, which made Feige more and more incomprehensible, but aroused his "rebellious mentality". "No, I changed my mind. You go back to the Holy Three Castle, and at the same time I follow everyone to the various territories, this is a more reasonable way to distribute. And my brother is coming, so I want to see him too. If you're in a hurry, you can do it yourself. ”

The blue dragon narrowed his eyes and raised his head slightly. The cavalry led by Andrew Hall was coming along the road towards Saddle Castle, and the corpses lying on the road had been removed, and they would be able to join together in a minute or two at most. It figured it out, and it seemed like it had one last chance left to kill the demon.

Yes, the Blue Dragon's psionic officer saw through Feiqi's disguise, and it decided that Feiqi in front of him was the culprit who used a spell ritual to summon the fog demon in the sewers to wreak havoc, and that it was an intruder who arrived from another world through a meteor shower. From Feige, Festan smelled the smell of fog demon spells - notes from the ghost woman, the smell of the second world - the smell of space from the war knights, and the smell of hell - the body odor from the demon desire. These three flavors "unquestionedly" had two capital letters written on Feige's back, "enemy". The blue dragon's heart was full of chagrin: Why didn't I see that Feiqi, a guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes, also betrayed his faith?

This devil is really able to speak, and in a few words he can turn the situation around! Festan knows very well that his condition is not good, and the wound on the surface of his body is only a tenth of the outward manifestation of internal injury. When digging up the ground, it no longer has the mood and ability to play with its prey, and the thunder breath that exerts all its strength is actually a sign of lack and powerlessness. The safest way is, of course, to let the demon into the claws and pinch it to death!

But Feige first "shirked", then "changed the topic", and finally "revised the plan and reversed", and actually got out of the dead end of entering the claw. With a cunning mind and strong persuasive powers, Faistan thinks he finally understands why Fitch has been able to go undercover in the church without being discovered. But that was going to end today, right now, as Feige watched as "his brother" turned his back on a dragon.

Festan's claws were right next to Fitch, and he lifted his claws, aimed them at his back with the sharpest tips, and stabbed straight through!

"How...... Be careful!" Gresham knocked Feige out of the way with his shoulder, and was hit by the dragon's claw. He flew out like a rag doll, crashed into the stable, and did not know whether he would live or die. When the group turned around, they saw that the dragon was still unrelenting after knocking Gresham away, and bit Fitch who was sitting on the ground. Its sharp teeth snapped shut, and Feige disappeared into the mouth. But when the blue dragon opened its mouth, there were no flesh and blood corpses inside, only an illusion that gradually dissipated. Relying on Gresham's delay and cover, Feige dodged the fatal blow with phantom shifting.

"Festan, how dare you!" Dedellet roared angrily, and immediately drew her sword. But Faisin was still distracted by Fitch. He relied on the dragon's powerful senses to track Feiqi's location, and found that he had "jumped" onto the castle wall. So, the blue dragon stood up and flicked its tail to attack, but swept down the elves and human knights along the way.

Feistang was scared half to death before, and at this time he didn't care about explaining, after all, a thousand-word "mouth cannon" was not as good as a roar: "Attack!" Festan's tail swept over, and he could only jump backwards to dodge when he couldn't fly high. If you look at it from Andrew's point of view outside the city, it is Feige who was knocked down by a blue dragon.

Andrew drew his rifle from the saddle and shouted, "Charge, Knights of the Lighthouse Leader!"

The shouts of killing suddenly exploded into the sky, and Festan only shouted half of the words "The devil is ......" before he was drowned in the spells of the elven priest and the druid. The priests and druids were already next to its wounds, pouring damage spells directly through the wounds.

The elven rangers raised their bows and arrows, and the human warriors and knights all drew their weapons and rushed forward. Festan flapped his wings and tried to take off, but found that there were more earth elemental tentacles under his feet. When Fei Qi heard the blue dragon shout the word "devil", he knew that he had been recognized. If he could explain, he would choose to explain. But the blue dragon chose to make a move, so he could only be ruthless and shoot mercilessly.

So he'd rather jump backwards off the wall and let himself fall to the ground—with his wings and flesh—than cast earth elemental binding. He concentrated his mana on the blue dragon, and his two blood-red pupils were filled with ferocity and decisive power. Festan was entangled for a moment, and this delay for a moment decided the situation.

"Avenge our lord!" the knight of the Saddle Realm rushed forward. "This dragon is crazy! destroy it!" this is the spirit of Minas Ihir. "Help the Brotherhood and destroy the monsters!" these are the reinforcements from the Lighthouse Territory. Feige fell off the wall and rolled a few laps on the wet grass. His view was blocked by the walls, and he didn't know how the battle was going on inside, but he could clearly hear Festan's wail.

The deafening sound of horses' hooves sounded from his side, and the lighthouse leaders rushed in. The flash of spells is like festive fireworks, and the noise of battle is like the drumbeat of death. Feige felt his whole body go limp, his heart pounding, and it took all his strength to get up from the ground. He looked at his clothes covered in mud and shredded grass, and he had never felt so embarrassed. The blue dragon's struggles and shouts came from the other side of the wall, and Feige could occasionally cross the wall to see its wings waving and its long tail fluttering. It was a dragon that wanted to destroy the devil, and it was just doing its duty and doing nothing wrong. Feige took a step forward, then bit his lip and closed his eyes tightly, and stopped. He wavered and hesitated, but finally decided to do nothing, or "wait for the blue dragon to be killed".

The battle did not last long. With the thud of a heavy object falling to the ground, Feige knew that Festan was dead, killed by the Goddess's Paladin's sword, the priest's thunder, and the druid's fire and curse, as well as by the devil. Feige walked around the walls to the door, but didn't go in, he really didn't want to see the final ending of the blue dragon Festan.

In fact, it didn't take long for Andrew to walk out, and he still had the blood of the blue dragon on his cloak. "Feige, are you alright?"

"It's nothing, it's just that I fell from it and shook my internal organs, I've already treated it. Feige looked up, his ugly face was not pretending. "How's it going inside, is anyone hurt?"

"Gresham was the most seriously injured and was being treated - his entire back armor was shattered. Hey, wait, let's go over together. ”

Feige knew very well that Gresham had been attacked by the dragon for himself. Had it not been for his blow, Feige would have been cut in half by the dragon's claws, or at least exposed the wings that clung to his body underneath his clothes. What would happen then? Feige didn't dare to think about it.

Festan fell to the ground, lifeless. Several warriors, as was customary on the battlefield, stabbed it with spears. The once proud dragon didn't react to the stab, only its body shook, and more dragon blood flowed from the wound. Feige's body trembled, and he walked quickly past the corpse. On the other side of the courtyard, the collapsed stables had been turned over, and priests gathered around Gresham.

The lord of the Saddle Lord's face was pale, and there were fresh blood stains on the corners of his mouth and chin, but he was still awake, which was at least a good sign. "Move your left foot, okay! Move your right foot. An elven priest spoke a lingua franca that he didn't quite know, "Human lord, as long as you stay in bed, it shouldn't lead to paralysis." Also, pain is normal. ”

"Then I'm trying not to let myself get hurt to death. When Gresham saw Fitch approaching, he immediately reached out and motioned for his knights to pull him up. However, this attempt was stopped by the elven priest: "You can only lie down, in fact, it is better to lie on your stomach." Rip off his inner armor. ”

"No, there's nothing in there. Gresham said quickly. He glanced at Didrite and Feige, and explained with a helpless expression, "When the meteor comes down, I don't have time to put on all the clothes!"

"Understand, understand, understand. Didlet told him not to take it to heart. "Feige, do you know what's going on with Festin, why did he attack us suddenly?"

"It should be stimulated. You also heard that the Holy Three Castle was attacked by Beamon, and only one of the three dragons remained. Such...... Alas, I can understand its state. ”

Gresham narrowed his eyes, his gaze back and forth between Feige and the blue dragon. Previously, the Blue Dragon's primary target was Feige, and before launching the attack, Feistan also asked Feige to enter its claws several times. There was something strange about this, how did it feel like the blue dragon was afraid of Feiqi? He wanted to continue thinking, but a wave of dizziness from his injury interrupted his train of thought. Gresham bit his lip and said, "What next, report to the Sect that we killed one of the three guardian dragons?"

"How sad Archbishop Mackintosh is! All three dragons are dead. Didrite sighed.

Fei Qi thought for a while, followed the elf lord's train of thought and said: "Since this is the case, then don't mention this matter, just say that the blue dragon came to help, and then fought to the death." It's a good dragon, and you can't let the last few minutes of its life affect the evaluation of its life. ”

"I'm okay with that. Andrew stood beside Feiqi, and the two brothers looked together, very similar in appearance, but a little far worse in temperament. Feige was clearly lacking in energy, and the word exhaustion was almost written on the door of his head. However, considering that Feige had just fallen from the city wall and had been hit by lightning in the well before, everyone thought that his state was normal.

"Gresham, you're definitely not going to be able to fight now, but can you lend us some horses?"

"Yes. I have the soldiers of the Saddle Collar to join you for the time being, and Sir Marlene will command them in my place. Gresham waved his hand vigorously: "What are you waiting for, hurry up! ”

"Okay, I'll let my people prepare first. Dedriet turned his head towards Andrew, "I didn't expect you to come quite quickly!

Andrew nodded: "We met a giant with three arms, and the hand that grew out of his chest was very strong and could crush stones, causing wounds and toxins. But the monster can only fight hand-to-hand, and we fight it with the help of cover, and it doesn't have much to do. And our alchemist, Mr. Scaran, set the monster on fire with an explosive flask of flame, and healed the poisoned soldier with an alchemical potion. So we didn't lose much on the whole. ”

"This is one of the best news to hear today. Dededrite said to Andrew, "Do your people have any strength left, my plan is to help the other territories destroy these monsters!"

"That's what I mean, and I'm willing to serve the ladies. But I haven't seen my brother in a long time, so give me five minutes so I can talk to him, okay?"

"Your brother is always secretive, and I haven't seen him in a long time. But please, hehe. The elven lord waved his hand: "Check the equipment, fill the quiver, and get ready to go!"

The knights of the Saddle Collar were also preparing to go, and only Feige and Andrew seemed to be more relaxed in the castle. "I heard you've been missing for a while, what's going on?"

"It can't be considered a disappearance, just a monster hunter mission into the Sunset Mountains. Something went wrong, and it took longer than expected. What, are you looking for something with me?"

"Nothing urgent, except that I wrote to tell you that Carol was pregnant, and the priest prophesied that it would be a son. I'm wondering why you didn't react at all, and you didn't reply. ”

"I only came back yesterday, and that's only now that I found out the news! Oh my God, that's great! Wait, the three-armed giant didn't affect your wife and children this time, did it?"

"No, they're all safe. Andrew wanted to see Feige's look of surprise. "Have you forgotten that you once promised me that I would get married after I had a child, get rid of those bad problems, and live a down-to-earth life?"

"Yes? I'm completely unimpressed. "Feige is absolutely telling the truth.

"I heard that my father is giving you a marriage proposal, but I don't have a clue who the other party is, and you don't say that I told you. Andrew stretched out his hand and straightened Fitch's collar: "Fitch St. Hall." I didn't believe in miracles before, but the fact that you can become a saint made me believe a little bit. ”

Feige smiled and didn't reply, he felt that Andrew still had something to say. "Feige, write a letter home and find out what your father is talking about. I always felt like he was planning something. ”

"I think he's been planning something, and you think I'll be able to ask?" Feige looked at Andrew and asked with a frown, "Well, I can write to ask, after all, I was taught to make plans." Still, how do you see a plan?"

"Since Feinberg's operation, I've had a few more people around me. Most of them were self-noised, and the rest came here through introductions from my former knights. I found that these people are very good, and it stands to reason that they should not be unknown, so it is strange that they have not been in the office. Later, I looked at them and found that these people seemed to be old friends, and they knew each other before they came to me. And these people live and eat a lot like ......"

"Looks like they lived in the Hale family, so you suspect that they were arranged by Lord Earl?" Feige thought for a moment and said, "Actually, this is not surprising, after all, you are also the person whom His Majesty King Aria once wanted to assassinate, and it is not surprising that the Count has arranged some protection by your side." ”

"Do you have one with you?"

"Probably not, I've been acting alone. And then again, I just came back, and I just heard the news that you have a child, so what else can I know?"

"That's why you've always been reluctant to call him father, but the Earl?"

Andrew's words made Feige stunned for a moment, and he didn't know how to answer for a moment. Emotionally speaking, Earl Hall is not the father of this soul, so it is understandable that those two words cannot be spoken. Previously, Feige was an exile who was stripped of his surname and became "Ice Peak", so he had no problem addressing him as "Lord Count", and could even be seen as a sign of caution. But now he has not been excluded from the pardon list, so the crime is gone, and with the title of the church, the name has been changed back to Fitch St. Hall, so there is no need to use "Lord Count" de jure anymore.

"I ...... I'll take notice. Feige's answer didn't satisfy Andrew, but the brother just clicked and didn't force him, just like in the past. He never used force to keep Feiqi away from those fox friends and alchemy poisons, but only kept persuading, and even betting. Andrew regrets that he didn't make up his mind, but I'm afraid he can't change it.

"Ann...... Brother, I feel that I am not in a good state, so I will not follow you to kill you. It should be a problem of falling down before, and it must be that you can't ride a horse bumpy. I tell Didrite to use the spell to go back to Minas Ihir to rest, and I wish you all the best in your battle. ”

Feige finally called out "brother", which can be regarded as a bit of progress. Both Andrew and Didlet saw that Feige was not in good shape, so they advised him to hurry back and get some rest. There is nothing wrong with his body, but he really needs to think carefully about what to do next.

Because the world around me has changed.