After feeling the world spinning for a while, he was frozen into a popsicle, and even his thoughts stagnated. When he regained his ability to think, he saw two huge eyes shining in front of him.

Pale yellow eyes, black pupils, soft light, but big terrible.

He didn't dare to speak, he didn't dare to move, he leaned against the stone wall in a daze, and behaved very well-behaved.

Smaug didn't know what to say, he wanted the "reward", but he didn't know what to do with the human in front of him who saw him.

He is as pure as a child, and he can't think of the method of "killing people and killing people", and his mind is full of "Why don't you hide this guy?" Or "Let him lie with me?" "These ideas.

What to do? The dragon fell into thought.

……

Minutes and seconds passed, and Deres roughly calculated that fifteen minutes had passed. He feared that the flares would be released, and then a large army rushed over to disturb the dragon, and then gloriously became dragon dung himself.

Well... It sounds like a good thing, and I've heard that dragon feces are also expensive, so this kind of death is not bad......

Damn it! What is your mind running for?

Despised his rough nerves, and he decided to beg for mercy first.

There is no shame in begging for mercy from a dragon!

However, as soon as he opened his mouth, he was stuck, what should he call this dragon? Lord Dragon? Honorable dragons? Damn, Mr. Dawn's class seems to have talked about primitive human dragon beliefs, but I'm asleep......

Fortunately, Smaug also thought of a countermeasure.

"Humans." The dragon spoke.

"In!"

Deres stood solemnly and straight.

"Get out of here, don't tell anyone you're here."

"Huh?"

Dreas felt dizzy when he was hit by surprise.

"Really, really?"

"Smaug never lied." The dragon said solemnly, his voice deafening, but deafening to Deres.

Dres swallowed, and despite the injury on his leg, he jumped to the mouth of the cave in two or two times, and saw that he could escape.

"Wait a minute!"

It's over! Sure enough, you're kidding me!! Deres closed his eyes in despair.

However, in the next second, a trace of coolness attached to his thigh, and there was an itchy feeling from the wound that had been pierced before.

Stunned, he opened his eyes to find that the wound on his leg had healed completely.

"This is ......" He couldn't help but look back, just in time to see two huge eyeballs glaring at him.

Is this a warning? Or is it the "grace" of grace and power? Dreis only hesitated for a second before jumping off, afraid that the other party would change his mind in the next second.

Smaug was relieved to see the humans leave, staring at the other party just to urge him to leave quickly.

A second later, Deres's voice poured in with the mountain breeze.

"Hey! Big! Your tail is exposed! ”

The voice gradually faded away, and Smaug realized why he was discovered, and Mu Yan had clearly said that he had arranged the enchantment before leaving......

He deftly curled his tail in, curled up at the mouth of the cave, and soon covered it with snow, becoming one with the surroundings.

……

Returning to the ground with a rudimentary parachute, Dres put away the flares and looked up at the mountain, which he decided to hide.

The dragon's eyes felt familiar to him.

Like Big Silly Sam, he thought. His father was a farmer and had many hired farmers, and Sam was one of them. Sam was a premature baby, with a permanent age of ten but a lot of strength. As a child, Deres was very skinny, often riding on Sam's head and directing him to bully the children around him, and Sam later became his only friend.

Later, Dreas went to study at Garland Academy, and when he came home, he often chatted with Sam, because he knew that Sam couldn't say it, so the latter knew all about his heart.

He promised the dragon that if he wanted to keep it a secret, he would abide by it.

It was already dark when Dres returned to the group, and he had calculated accurately, and the place where the team was resting was only a few hundred meters away from where the three scouts had scattered to explore.

He was the last to return to the group, and luckily the other two guys didn't notice anything, and the snow hid everything.

He saw that the poor countryman had also been taken, and heard that his mother had fainted three times crying for her son's intercession, but the elf had refused with a blank face.

"That kid's name is Martin, isn't it?" Deres said to himself, "It turns out that elves also like to use cannon fodder to find their way. ”

As a seasoned mercenary, Dreis has seen many similar things. Everywhere the expedition party went, they hired guides, mostly hunters and young people who were familiar with their surroundings. The commission is high, but it is also dangerous, because once in a dangerous environment, they are forced to walk at the front of the line, and some compare them to raw meat tied to a stick, to find their way and to attract wild beasts.

Now this young country boy, most of the characters are similar roles, everyone has long heard of the evil of necromancers, and heard that they can manipulate corpses, and such a poor boy, even if he becomes an undead, should not be very powerful, right?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but sigh a little: Maybe in Martin's eyes, our group of people is as terrible as dragons.

"Hey, what are you thinking?" Hans came over and patted him on the shoulder.

This guy is one of the few shooters on the team and one of the few friends of Deres. It was a familiar name, and it was used by most of the peasants his father hired in the countryside, and they were called "red-haired Hans", "big-nosed Hans", "tall Hans", and so on.

He thought that he would stay away from these "Hans" after coming to Jialan, but he didn't expect that there were also in the city, for example, the teacher who led the team in the academy this time was called "Hans of Jialan", plus the "shooter Hans" in front of him, he almost didn't recognize this name.

Hans the Marksman was a wealthy man whose bow was enchanted with "Secondary Aim" and "Light Body", which sold for 2400 gold in Kane's Horn. This price is about half a year's tuition fee for Dereis.

"Nothing." He shrugged his shoulders and acted as if nothing had happened.

"Okay." Hans didn't say anything, handing him a large piece of gingerbread. "Did you find anything?"

Deres took the gingerbread and whispered after confirming that there was no one around, "Before that kid was captured in the morning, I confirmed from him that the necromancer did exist. ”

"That's all?"

"What do you think?" Deres pouted, "You expect him to say something else?" ”

Hans put his arms around his shoulders and looked like two drunkards.

"Do you know, I heard that the mastermind of Morningstar's incident is the Xenophobia," he lowered his voice and said, "This kid's father is a follower of Garton, and he still has Mora's "Theory of Faith" at home, do you think he didn't tell the truth?" ”

Deres raised an eyebrow, "You mean ......"

"Lord Mishua of the Elemental Tower plans to let him explore the path tomorrow, I'm afraid something will go wrong here, so I'll warn you." Hans frowned and said, "With your skills, follow this guy, you will definitely be able to discover the secret, that is a great merit, and it will be ...... then."

"Forget it, the big men of the Elemental Tower didn't say anything, let's not worry about it." Deres smiled, stuffed the gingerbread into his mouth, and waved goodbye to Hans.

Seeing him walk away, the regret on Hans's face turned to a gloomy.

He held a random teleportation scroll in his pocket, which was an expensive life-saving item, but he was about to continue just now, but he was blocked by the other party, and the thing was not sent.

"If you can get Dreis to take the initiative to die, I might be able to have dinner with you."

As soon as he remembered Emma's words, he felt a thirst in his mouth, and even his breathing was short.

"Damn fellow!"

He snorted and walked away.

On the other side, Deresi, who had returned to the tent, was munching on gingerbread while contemplating the smell he had just smelled.

It seemed to be the smell of perfume on Emma's body, but it emanated from Hans, and he could say with certainty that Hans had come into contact with Emma not long ago.

It's coming for me, right? He thought, are these people so cautious?

Pouting helplessly, he quickly put these things behind him.

There's one less friend.