"Good day, the black dragon who lives in the Northland."

When they saw the black dragon, they were not shocked by the fierce strength of the dragon king, but greeted Caesar very calmly, unmoved, and their mentality was very stable.

At first, Caesar thought they were righteous men who had come to Garcia's rescue, but soon he realized that he had guessed wrong, and that these guys were not from the Northlands.

Their accent is slightly different from the lingua franca spoken by the humans of the Northlands, and their words are a little awkward, which can be heard from the regional differences with the Northlands, and the skin color and appearance of these humans are also different from the Northlanders - the Northlanders are mostly black and gray skinned, and most of the guys in front of them are white.

They didn't come for the Elven Queen.

Caesar thought that Garcia, as a Tiya elf, was unlikely to have human friends from a distant region that was unknown from the Northlands, and traveled a long way to the Northlands to rescue him.

"It's an honor to meet you, Black Dragon. I am the Knight of the Court of Kohor, Ned Yamanti. ”

The knight who spoke wore an intricately carved set of enamelled white scale armor, which was as brilliant as a white earth covered with the first snow, and the white silver threads and locks glittered in the sunlight.

The knight's physique was tall and burly, and his shoulder-length black jade curls set off his well-groomed face, a powerful knight, but more like a nobleman.

The mouth said that it was honored, but there was no sense of honor in the words, even in the face of a real dragon, its tone was vaguely full of condescending meaning, with a sense of superiority.

Speaking of which, he has already revealed his origins, Kohor, one of the nine free trade city-states, in the vast and fertile central part of Eladia.

For such a barren and narrow remote corner of the Northland, of course, they look down on it and have a disdainful attitude, whether it is to the people of the Northland or the dragons of the Northland.

They have also fought against dragons, and they have also beheaded the head of a real dragon, and in this team, there are three people who carry the halo of "Dragon Slayer Warrior", a black dragon, and it is a black dragon that has not yet stepped into the legend, and cannot be respected by them.

You must know that in the middle of Eladia, there are active true dragons everywhere, powerful red dragons, majestic golden dragons, beautiful silver dragons, nobles of free trade city-states and even some free people, most of them have dealt with dragons, at least they have seen things on the body of real dragons.

In Kohor, fresh dragon blood and dragon meat are circulating in the market almost every day, and many merchants with relatively large plates will mostly come into contact with the business related to dragon bones and dragon scales.

Times have changed, and it is no longer the time when dragons ruled, they overthrew dragons and trampled orcs under their feet. Human beings are the protagonists of the Third Age.

Ned waited for the other party's answer, but unfortunately did not wait. The Black Dragon Lord looked at them like this, its scarlet vertical eyes seemed to penetrate everyone's body, causing the air flowing in the field to quickly freeze.

Carefully evaluating each person's combat ability and choosing the appropriate order of kills, it was not until much later that the black dragon said, "Human, what are you here for?" ”

"We swear to the King of Kohor, to whom we are allegiated, that we will hunt down the murderer for him."

The paladin looked up at the behemoth: "We trace the grotesque and twisted evil, Wren Shamir, and all traces show that it has fled here. ”

The grotesque twisted evil, the lich who failed to transform?

Caesar remembered that when the guy from Wren took refuge with him, he had stated that he was trying to avoid being chased and seeking refuge, but the guy said that he had thrown off the pursuers behind him, but he didn't expect the other party to come to the door so soon.

The black dragon thought for a moment and said, "I haven't heard this name. ”

The paladin and his companion looked at each other and smiled, "Yes, you may not have heard of that name, but let me remind you that it looks impressive at first sight, it is an extremely cruel, untransformed half-lich. ”

The big black dragon shook his head and denied: "I haven't heard of it, I don't know, don't ask me." ”

Knight Ned Yamanti seemed a little unhappy when he heard this, his lips twitched for a moment, suppressed the anger that was gradually rising, and said calmly: "Black Dragon, this has nothing to do with you, please don't hide it. Our compass can pinpoint Wren's location, and as long as it's alive, we'll be able to find this evil twisted monster wherever it hides. ”

As he spoke, he showed the black dragon the compass he had said—a wonderful, miniaturized magical artifact, called a compass, but there was no pointer on it, but a layer of glass-encased object with frequent ripples on it.

The body is made of stainless steel, shimmering with blue light, and the square shape is finely finished, with leather on the side, and a realistic lion head at the bottom.

It seems more appropriate to call it an "induction device" than a compass.

"Really? To make sure you're not tricking a dragon, show me. Caesar said in a commanding tone that the greedy nature of dragons was rising.

"That's not going to work, Black Dragon."

Ned said, seriously refusing, looking behind the Black Dragon Lord, and then changed his words: "Of course, if you are willing to give enough kindness to your visiting friend to stop sheltering and hand over the murderer, we will also thank you for your sincerity and thus give a gift." ”

"Okay." Caesar's eyes shone with pleasure, and he lowered his head and said to Erha, who was following him, "Go and find Wren." ”

After hearing this, the corners of Ned's mouth curled up, and he smiled politely, and his heart was full of mockery, sure enough, evil dragons are all the same, whether it is a powerful red dragon or a cunning black dragon, they can't restrain their greedy nature, and do something harmful to themselves for the treasure without knowing it.

The knight stood still, waiting with his companions.

The half-lich who had migrated to the habitat of the ordinary clan soon arrived, and when he saw the Black Dragon Lord, he stopped and bowed, and then Caesar came to his side at his signal, and when he raised his eyes again, he immediately noticed a group of fifteen people waiting quietly on the opposite side.

"They're coming for you." Caesar said at the right time, but the meaning of his words was unclear.

to kill yourself.

The half-lich's face was silent, but his heart shook irrepressibly, the half-lich's perception ability was not weaker than that of the forest elves, and as soon as they met, it deeply felt the horror of this pursuit team, there were few familiar faces among them, but Wren knew that each and every one of these pursuers had the ability to kill it.

The Pursuit Force was strong from the start, and every encounter required it to use its near-lich body to barely escape after paying a huge price, and as the pursuers continued to be replaced and strengthened, Wren didn't know how many times he would be favored by Lady Luck.

That's why he, a half-lich, knowledgeable spellcaster, is willing to become a dragon minion.

However, such a team was a little stronger than expected, and it was more than enough to kill it, and it stands to reason that Jon Arthur and King Kohor would not be able to send such a force to hunt it down, unless ...... Unless they already knew that they were hiding in the nest of the Black Wings, so they transferred more powerful subordinate supplementary forces, and only came to ask for people after they had enough confidence.

With such a threat, will the Dragon King hand himself over?

Wren wasn't sure.