The Aine Stone above the boy's head became a bright but not dazzling light on the shore of the lake.

He tilted his head slightly, only looking at the spell arcane master following behind him, and the other party understood, and a few flickered, avoiding it.

So the young arcanist's gaze shifted to Charlie, and then to His Highness, holding her hand.

Clearly, there are no scruples, and you can open the skylight and speak brightly.

"I didn't expect you to come."

In real history, of course, the crown prince of the dragon clan did not make such a trip because of some genius figure of an arcane master.

After reading the letter from the goblins, I did not pay attention to it.

But I still remembered it.

It's not that he cares a lot, but Alfonstain was born with some of the characteristics of the gods, such as being able to remember them.

"You're going to kill Hildurin?"

The red-robed young man looked directly at the dragon prince's orange-gold eyes illuminated by the Ainstone, and nodded, "Yes." ”

"Do you know her relationship with me?"

"Your Highness and the Princess of the Green Capital both have the bloodline of the Evil Dragon God."

Alfonstantin raised his eyebrows slightly.

This answer solved his puzzles, no wonder such a person dared to do something to the goddess of magic.

It's just that a transcendent person dares to hook the dragon prince to slaughter his sister with you, and when you become a legend, leading the arcanists all the way to the rise, and not to hack the stumbling block-like goddess of magic, that's strange.

Alfonstain said directly: "I will not help you deal with Hildurin. ”

The red-robed young man nodded.

He called the crown prince of the dragon clan, also to add an insurance to stability.

Otherwise, Tiamat really went out with an open face and personally went out to repair his little arcanist with a big bully, what is the matter?

With the prince of the dragon clan, it is also very thoughtful.

"Is it convenient for Your Highness to leave tomorrow?"

"Yes."

"Okay, meet at this place and leave at eight." As he spoke, he handed out a rolled piece of parchment.

The proud boy didn't seem to be used to talking to the equally proud dragons, so he hesitated for a moment, but still asked, "Did you find it?" ”

Charlie couldn't help but smile at the corners of his lips.

Alfonstantin saw it, took the parchment roll, did not speak, rolled up his robe, and walked away directly with the people, leaving only the red-robed young man who did not know what was going on to stand in place a little dazed.

Not long after, the Grand Arcanist of the Spell Department teleported back to pick up the person, and asked very solemnly, "How was the talk?" ”

"If His Highness agrees to come, it will be better than expected, so that our troubles will be almost eliminated."

The white-bearded man nodded deeply, "I just didn't expect that His Highness would really ...... with the mentality of giving it a try."

"He's not completely out of the world, otherwise the elves would have died now."

The Grand Arcanist of the Spell Department showed a look of surprise and opened the magic portal for the red-robed boy, and the two of them disappeared into the halo of the portal one after the other.

……

For normal people, it is necessary to get some sleep so that they can wait until dawn the next day.

But for His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, who had just forcibly 'recharged' with the Time Dragon, the jump in time could not have been easier.

Charlie watched as the dragon prince took out the parchment roll, and the paper stretched and folded on its own, and finally became a small paper dragon, flying in front of them to lead the way.

Charlie was curious about such unheard of magic.

However, the dragons' spellcasting is divided into a unique ranks of warlocks, which can be said to be a different system from mages and arcanists.

If you want to learn, you can do it, first become the most devout believer of the dragon god, and then wait for the gift of the dragon god to transform into a dragon descendant!

If you don't want to become a half-dragon monster, then there is no other way but to stare at and envy.

Charlie knew that there was no hope of learning, so he could only withdraw his gaze and bring up his other concern.

"Is the origin of time sufficient? If we all jump in time, we won't have no way to go back, right? ”

In this regard, His Royal Highness was not worried at all, but said lightly: "Here, there are also time dragons." ”

Charlie: "......"

I don't know why, I think that ugly and ugly time dragon is really miserable.

The flying parchment dragon took them all the way to the continent of Mosido.

And the continent where the green capital is located is in the north of this continent.

Originally, that continent was called Lando Continent, but because of a green dragon, it has now been renamed 'Green Capital'.

With the big green as the capital and enslaving all races, it can be seen how huge Hildurin's ambitions are.

The green capital in the Moxido continent is the closest, but the problem is that the Moxido continent is the same as the previous Lando continent, and there is no unified dynasty on it.

"It is inhabited by countless intelligent races, all of which exist in the form of tribes. Therefore, there has been no unified front to fight against the green capital. Alfonstantin explained.

Charlie bowed, she seemed to be accustomed to the fact that she was being held by a cold hand, and instead began to devote her attention to this rare time journey.

"It is understandable that it is estimated that before the problem of the green capital was formed, the tribes here were all twisted. Even if there is a green capital, he knows that it is a threat, but no one is willing to give his back to his former enemy. ”

"Yes, that's it." His Highness said softly.

They walked all the way into a tribe of flower spirits on the continent of Mosido.

The intelligent beings of the neutral camp such as the flower spirits are cute and good-looking, except for the war lizardmen who feed on their clan, and the dragonborn, the other intelligent races are very friendly to the flower spirits.

In a damp forest full of towering ancient trees, huge buds fall from the canopy of the trees.

"Those are the nests of flowers."

Charlie was already mesmerized by the fairy-tale scene in front of him.

The parchment dragon that led the way flew towards one of the huge buds, circled around, and turned back into a crumpled parchment.

Alfonstain led Charlie by the way.

The people inside the flower nest seemed to feel it, and at the same time pushed the door out.

The red-robed young man with slightly messy hair looked up slightly at the small door of the flower room that blocked him from having to bow his head to enter and exit, hesitated for a moment, but turned around and called everyone in the house out.

Charlie originally thought that such a large bud house was like a human tent, and living in one or two people was the limit.

Who knows, it's like pulling potatoes, in the blink of an eye, dozens of people came out of it one after another.

Charlie: "......"

But she also figured out that there was a space spell in this.

These people who came out and were organized by the red-robed arcanists have all races, and Charlie can only recognize them one by one because of his ideal hometown.

Among them, there are seven arcanists, all of whom are in red robes, their strength is extraordinary, and they are very young.

But these people were all led by Louis.

Charlie looked at the age of these people, and knew that these were very talented arcanists, but they had already been impressed by Louis.

Then there are the other races, the most of which catches Charlie's attention is that there is a cloaked man who exudes holiness here.

There is also an even more remarkable, with a pair of incomparably white and divine wings growing on its back.

Angel!

This isn't his own half-blooded half-blood secretary.

The little wings on Pauli's back are miniature like Cupid's bunch of babies.

And this one is a pure-blood angel at first glance!

Awesome, is it so well-connected? Louis seniors?