Chapter 51: The Filial Piety of Transformation
Inexplicably, in Orondo's small fortress laboratory, there is an extra dragon maid, and it is also a powerful adult guardian dragon dragon maid!
The dragon maid's name is Amoris and she is a powerful adult green dragon. The Lady of the Guardian prepares to tie her with an arcane collar. The spells and arcane arrays used on the collar, Orondo, with the help of the Eye of Truth, could only distinguish three or four.
"You will be punished by nature!"
"Ysera's wrath is coming!"
"The Green Dragon Legion will tear you apart!"
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With her expletive, the collar was placed.
After making sure that the green dragon was completely controlled, Egwen explained the ins and outs of the green dragon maid.
"This dragon has come for the beasts above it. She wants to release them, and she also wants to punish you. She happened to meet me when she came down. β
The beast overhead?
Orondo thought of the roof of the fourth floor of his fortress laboratory, which had been initially converted into the roof of the Botanical Garden, and was now imprisoned by many captured owls.
The green dragon seemed to have come for the owls, for which Orondo thanked him heartily: "Thank you, Mentor. Without you, I would have faced the dragon's wrath. β
"What are you doing with those beasts? It's very noisy. Egwen asked nonchalantly.
Orondo hadn't told her that he wanted to remodel the domesticated owl and start a plan for an Azeroth Specialty Courier Company.
He didn't shy away from Emerys, who was sitting paralyzed in despair, and spoke his thoughts.
"Let the owl deliver the letter, be the messenger? Raise an owl to become a mage's pet? Not...... It's a bit ridiculous, but it's not impossible. Egwen commented.
"I looked at the books in the library, and some of Karazhan's books. It was found that mages rarely had pets, and even if they did, they were often some arcane elements or something. Orondo spoke eloquently, speaking his mind.
"Pets like arcane elementals are great, but they're elementals, and there are a lot of things you can't do. If you have a normal pet, it will help the mage a lot. β
"For example, they can help mages send messages and send messages, and if they are blessed with some enhancement spells, they can also be used as battle pets. If you can't do it, you can also release the Mage Eye on them, which can become our third eye. β
"If you look closely, there should be more to them to explore."
"Plus ......"
Orondo smiled shyly, he knew that what Egwene liked most about him was that he was a very young man who smiled!
"Didn't I run my own magical monthly? I promised to have it delivered to my door. There are thousands of copies of each monthly issue, and it may take tens of thousands of copies in the future, and if you send them one by one, I don't know how long it will take. So I'd like to train these owls to work for me for the time being, and deliver the Magic Monthly to the Mage's Mansion where I placed an order. β
Egwene nodded noncommittally, looking at Orondo with a pair of ice-blue eyes, satisfied and thoughtful.
So far, she's getting more and more satisfied with the tools she's picked out.
First of all, she is very young and her body is very energetic, and she values this most - a young and energetic body can better fulfill the requirements she envisioned.
Secondly, the ability to acquire magic in arcane qualifications is rare for thousands of years, and she is a little worse than she was back thenβin this way, it can make her envisioned plan more perfect.
And secondly, very, very smart. Others can draw inferences from one case at most, and she herself can draw inferences, but he can even draw inferences from one to ten - being smart is a good thing, and being smart is a trade-off.
Finally, very well-behaved. While having these talents, she also knows how to take care of her own emotions and is very considerate - so that she can carry out her plans while also experiencing the feeling of being cared for by the opposite sex that she has never experienced in hundreds of years.
It's simply the perfect tool man.
This made her idea clearer and clearer, and she had even begun to make plans so that she could better complete her inheritance plan.
That's why he was allowed to climb Mount Hyjal with his hands a few days ago.
Thinking of this, her heart lake, which had been stable for hundreds of years, rippled because of this, and her face was slightly hot.
It's true that her age and experience are already the grandma of Orondo's grandmother, but with the blessing of arcane and guardian power, her physical condition is still the peak state of a human woman in her twenties - so the first time she has contact with a young person of the opposite sex, she will naturally react physiologically and physically.
It's just that she controls this reaction with great self-control and perseverance, and she won't sink for it.
"Come here." Igwen, ignoring the dragon maid Emerys on the ground, waved at the student, "Keep pressing me for a while, and this time I'll allow you to put your hand into your clothes." β
Little Orondo suddenly flared up again.
This old goblin!
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The next day, Orondo went up to the fourth floor with Emerys, a maid with a dead mother on her face.
On the top of the fourth floor, about 1,600 square meters, Orondo has brought in a lot of soil, and has planted some herbs and small trees. The botanical garden on Solanlian's side is an indoor botanical garden, and it is mainly planted with plants that are protected from light and light. The botanical garden on the roof of this building, of course, he plans to plant plants that like light and hate darkness.
But because of his owl domestication program, he has temporarily halted the construction of an outdoor botanical garden, temporarily converting the roof of the building into a birdshed for domesticated owls.
As Egwen said, the top of the more than 1,000 owls was very noisy, especially after seeing him and Amoris coming.
They were screaming, and there was no one who didn't want to run away.
Orondo was expressionless and pointed to the owls around him, "There is no job for you downstairs at the moment, your current job is to take care of these owls, and it is the keeper who acts as them." β
Emmoris kept her head down, not reacting at all - it's strange if there is! From the guardian dragon soaring above the nine heavens, she suddenly became a prisoner of the "enemy of nature", and she was already very qualified if she didn't continue to scold.
Orondo didn't care about her, he simply said, "The first thing you have to do in your job is to make these owls not so noisy!" You are a green dragon born to communicate with nature, which should not be difficult for you. β
The practice of him catching so many owls has long been known to the Violet Academy. And because the place is too small and there are too many owls, his little castle has been making a lot of noise lately.
If it weren't for his super genius and previous research results, the Kenrito Council would probably have come to the door and asked him not to disturb the other students!
Amerys still didn't react.
"Humph!" Orondo was not polite, he simply threatened: "Don't think it's useful not to speak!" I decided that if these owls continued to quarrel like this, they would be noisy with other people. Then I'll kill 100 a day until I kill them all! β
"You dare!"
Amorys raised her head instantly, her eyes widened angrily, her whole body exploded with green light, and the breath of a desolate beast rose up on her, oppressing the surrounding noise and quieting down in an instant.
Even Orondo was shocked by the momentum of this power, and he couldn't help but take a step back.
However, in the next moment, a stronger arcane power reverberated around Amerys, who was surrounded by natural aura, instantly dispersing her natural power, and the terrifying dragon power was suppressed as soon as it was raised.
"Heh~ Prisoner, you can't do anything now! So if you don't want them to die, listen to me! Make them quiet! Orondo forced his composure, looking at the guardian dragon who was about to run away but was crushed by Egwene's device, and turned away as soon as he left the threat.
The Guardian Dragon is terrifying!
If it weren't for Egwen's spells, Orondo would never have doubted that his current self would be easily torn apart by her.
So...... Orondo decides to go downstairs again and do his best to hug Egwen's big white legs, ah, no, golden thighs.
As for the deterioration of filial piety?
Who cares?