The atmosphere in the forbidden place suddenly became tense, and everyone held their breath, and the eyes shot at me, making me feel quite uncomfortable.

After a moment of silence, I said, "Aren't there a lot of puppet knights in your tomb, they should be able to stop the evil dragons." ”

"They're just a means I've used to stop tomb robbers from sneaking in," Fred Alexander was a little helpless: "It's impossible to use them to stop the dragons." ”

“...... Didn't you put in place any more effective measures? For example, traps, traps? ”

"Unless it's the legendary Gaiboga, or the giant puppet mecha handed down from ancient times, but the former only appears in legends, the latter has been completely destroyed in the melee, and the technical craftsmen have been killed, and the blueprints have been lost, and it is impossible to restore it again, besides, even if it is actually made, it can't be put into the mausoleum, it's too big......"

"In other words, is there no way to stop the resurrection of the evil dragon?" I made an exaggerated look of horror.

Alexander shook his head gloomily.

The atmosphere of the forbidden land is even more dignified.

At this moment, Master Dewey, who had been observing my expression, suddenly smiled and said, "Xiao Yi, don't scare the old man anymore, let's tell the truth." ”

"I still can't hide your old man's sharp gaze," I scratched my head and stuck out my tongue mischievously.

Everyone was stunned, and they all looked at Master Dewey.

A few seconds later, the dwarf king who came back to his senses laughed: "Haha, old Hall, you are right, I'm afraid my brain is already full of muscles, otherwise I wouldn't have been teased by my son-in-law, but then again, your brain is not much better than mine, eighty percent is full of paste." ”

When Master Hall heard this, he was furious, and he glared at the dwarven king for a long time, but he couldn't say a word—he hadn't come back to it until now.

The Goblin King also followed the Dwarf King, and figured out the meaning of Master Dewey's words with me, and couldn't help laughing: "You, you, Xiao Yi, will scare the elderly, do you know, I was almost scared to faint just now." ”

I was embarrassed to laugh.

In fact, not only Master Hall was stunned, but His Royal Highness Fred Alexander was also confused.

Master Hall was stunned, simply because his mind hadn't turned around - he had a horrified look just now, how could he become a hippie smile in the blink of an eye?

And Fred Alexander was confused purely because he didn't believe I could kill the dragon.

Not to mention him, I don't believe I can kill the dragon myself—I can't do it anyway.

Because of doubt, I can't believe it.

So, I will add fuel to the battle with the dragon, and the dragon's surprise at the ancient writing on my left arm, and what the dragon said before he hung up, but ignore all the matters related to the tyrannosaurus king Bakar.

Silence returned to the forbidden place, and everyone fell into deep thought.

After a long time, Alexander said: "Although the process sounds very strange, but maybe this is the most real situation, even if the soul of the evil dragon is strong, it is impossible to compete with the collection of ancient words, and abandoning the skull may be its only choice, but in this way, it has lost another chance to completely destroy it." ”

"It's a fluke to survive," I retorted, "You don't know, I was almost scared to pee, the slave summoned by the evil dragon attached itself at a speed that I couldn't escape, and exploded, if it hadn't been for the Mithril armor that my father-in-law gave me, I might have been killed on the spot!" ”

"Slave...... Well, the speed of that kind of thing is indeed amazing, but they have no other means of attack except for attachment explosions, and they are also weak themselves, attacking them with the power of fading, and they can be wiped out with almost three or two swords. ”

"Is it that easy?" I widened: "I've slashed more than a dozen times in a row, and I still haven't been able to kill them!" ”

"That's because you're weak," Master Hall said with resentment.

I smiled and counted as a default.

His Highness Alexander added, "In addition to the dragon's resentful servants, you also encountered a bright yellow monster floating in the air, didn't you?" ”

"Yes," I said, "but I didn't see the monster's attack, but during the battle, a bright yellow light smashed into my body, and the explosion was very powerful, almost similar to the large Jack bomb, I guess, that one might have been made by the bright yellow monster." ”

"Your guess is completely correct" Alexander said: "The bright yellow light cluster that can explode is indeed its means of attack, it is called the Spirit Eater, it is the natural enemy of the magician, that kind of bright yellow light cluster, when it explodes, it will consume the magic value in the body, because you are a warrior adventurer, you don't need magic as a means of attack, naturally you will not be affected by it, which is another reason why I let you sneak into the mausoleum and destroy the evil dragon." ”

"But the fact that you didn't even make the decision for me without taking precautions really makes me feel very uncomfortable......"

As I spoke, I frowned, feeling a little more negative.

Alexander knew that this matter was wrong, and he didn't quibble with me, but just smiled and said: "This matter, it is indeed my thoughtlessness, but it is really a helpless move, it is difficult for non-my people to step into the depths of the tomb, in addition, even if it is my people, it cannot be a person who is good at magic, otherwise it will be led by the spirit eater, fall into passivity, if you are not careful, you will die on the spot, in addition to these two constraints, the only suitable person is only you, and I think your strength is not weak, and there are ancient words, It is expected that even if the evil dragon sees it, he will definitely be afraid of three points and dare not kill you, so that even if you are seriously injured, at least you can save your life. ”

"It's not unreasonable for you to say that," I said, and seeing that Alexander breathed a sigh of relief, I suddenly became angry again, and said angrily, "But why do I still feel so unhappy?" ”

"Maybe it's because you're stressed," Alexander's smile was kind: "You've had a hard time, it's time to take a good rest." ”

Frowning and staring at him for a while, I exhaled, forget it, there is no need to be angry anymore, he is just a memory, and I have to make myself uncomfortable when I am angry.

Although I didn't think he was going to think about it that well from the start—probably all that lengthy explanation he had just come up with on the stroke of his head!

He just wanted to find a proper excuse to cover up his reckless mistakes!

This is the most common imperial technique!

Maybe it works for some admirers, but I don't like it!

silently sneered in his heart: Heh, it turns out that the Holy King will also lie.

(End of chapter)