In the case of having a lot of feelings, during the meal, Caesar was happy to speak, and talked to Garon for a while, and occasionally chatted with Blackthea about whether he had a match or not, until the meal was over, and he asked them seriously about their future plans.

"Of course, I'm staying to help you."

Blackthea said excitedly and bluntly, the tail behind the little female dragon swayed: "You see that you are in charge of such a large place and command so many clan armies, there will definitely be a steady stream of bad seeds coveting your treasure in the future, how can you do it without two helpers." ”

"You don't have a title yet, do you? We're talking about taking one, and in the future we can help you guard the borders, expand your territory, conquer the Quartet, and even fight all the way to the Northlands, just like when you were a child. ”

The little female dragon has really grown up, and she actually fooled her brother who suppressed her IQ at the beginning.

"It's all gratuitous!"

Blackthea jumped up and down, waving her paws, and then smiled flatteringly at Caesar: "All you need is a small handout of the mountain of treasure to your poor sister, so insignificant." ”

The gilded floor of the little female dragon's Jade Palace rubbed: "Just like you gave to the gnoll." ”

Caesar laughed wildly, a series of indecipherable laughter, startling the wyverns who were standing by outside the Emerald Palace, and they quacked and crawled respectfully.

After laughing, the Black Dragon Lord was noncommittal and ignored her, but leaned down slightly and asked Garon, "What do you mean?" ”

This scene is just as it was back then.

Garon was stunned, glanced at Blackxia, who kept squeezing his eyebrows, and then at Caesar, who was like a mountain, and agitated his throat.

"I'm afraid we won't be able to help you until you're an adult, Ortorenzo."

He understood what Blackthea meant, but still said, "If you don't need it, I'll leave." ”

This is normal among dragons, there is nothing difficult to talk about, even their common mother, Nesarria, will banish her own children when she feels threatened, and it is not surprising if the big black dragon drives them away, and it is also reasonable.

"Roar."

Blackthea let out a suppressed low roar, I really don't know what this idiot is thinking, she has tried her best to stay, but as soon as Garon's retarded mind spoke, she only felt boundless anger and dissatisfaction in her heart, if it weren't for the presence of the powerful Black Dragon Lord, she was afraid that she would rush up and tear this guy's face again.

"Alright, you idiot."

However, when Garon said this, Caesar wanted this guy to stay, and he still had some feelings for this stupid brother.

He nodded to Garon, then looked at Blackthea, who was grinding his teeth and full of anticipation, and warned in a stern tone, "It's okay to stay, but follow the rules of the Blackwing Nest." You will do everything I say. ”

"Uh-huh—" The little she-dragon nodded excitedly at once.

"Alright, Wyvern."

Caesar shouted, and waited until the two attendant Wyverns appeared outside the hall before saying, "Go and fetch Wren, the half-lich." ”

Caesar is still Caesar after all, and he will not affect his rational judgment because of some emotional factors, in addition to his subjective will, the reason why he will let the two little dragons stay, of course, there are other reasons.

What Blackthea said actually makes some sense, these two guys are real dragons, and according to the current situation, they are not as simple as pure black dragons, and they may also have the blood of other powerful five-colored dragons on their bodies.

This allows them to develop faster than other black dragons, and their strength is much stronger than that of normal juvenile dragons.

Although the two little ones were still weak in Caesar's eyes, they will grow stronger over time and become an indispensable force sooner or later.

But proper nurturing and guidance are needed.

If it was just Garon, Caesar would not hesitate to consider it, and would gladly accept it into the nest of Black Wings, and it was Blackthea who caused Caesar's attitude to waver.

After getting along for several years, the black dragon lord knows the temperament of this little female dragon very well, and Blackxia's character is not as simple as being arrogant and willful, arrogant and domineering, she really wants to be that leader, and she has been trying to challenge Caesar's position since she was a child.

Now it is observed that after entering the youth, Blackxia's temperament not only did not converge, but intensified, intensified, and became more thoughtful.

Caesar hated this, and he was reluctant to even let Blackxia stay with him.

If he could, he wanted to leave Garon behind and let Blackthea pack up and get out, but it could be seen that Garon seemed to be quite concerned about this female dragon, otherwise with the arrogance and domineering nature of the little female dragon, no matter how good the temper of the true dragon was, I am afraid that he would not be able to stand it and stay with her, not to mention the already evil black dragon.

Caesar doesn't believe it if there are no special feelings, and Garon obviously likes Blackthea and wants to mate with her.

Okay, let's all stay, but not in Blackwing's Lair.

Caesar found a good place for them, and a moment ago, he chose a special person for them, who was responsible for teaching Blackxia strictly, and the reason why he called the half-lich Wren who had made meritorious contributions before was also to let this guy who was keen on necromantic magic go to open his eyes.

……

The Theron Gobi is a long sight.

Although Wren Shamir had passed through this place before, he could still feel the harshness of the environment when he revisited it, he was a half-lich and had not been transformed into a pure energy body, so he was still affected by the scorching heat.

It had left the Blackwing's Lair the day before, along with the Black Dragon Lord and the two weak dragons, braved the scorching sun to cross the wilderness that had been reduced to a place for livestock breeding, and crossed the ape-guarded Mosterle Gorge from the air.

Since then, the weather has gotten hotter and hotter, and the surrounding area has become even more silent.

Wren didn't know where the Black Dragon Leader was taking it, did he want to find a secluded and uninhabited place, slaughter the two little dragons, and create a necromantic dragon?

It's possible, but not so far, right?

The surrounding area became more and more empty, and in the distance spread this rugged and steep dry rock hill, and they followed this path until the terrain gradually flattened, and the flat wilderness stretched infinitely until the end of the pole.

"Where do you want to take us? Why not fly? ”

Blackthea followed behind the huge black dragon, full of grumbling and resentment: "Caesar is deliberately torturing us. ”

She guessed correctly, but unfortunately she didn't dare to tell the Black Dragon Lord.

The Mosterle Gorge was to the north, and the road was to the southwest, and it was not until night that they reached their destination, a lonely castle and dead city, half-hidden in the yellow sand, like a deep yellow giant with sand and storms on its shoulders.

Caesar was the first to step into the dead city. 8)