He walked cautiously down the street alone, listening to the language he didn't understand at all, and he felt a little nervous.

And from time to time there are dragonmen who pay homage to him, which makes him wonder what to do.

In addition to always encountering inexplicable greetings, Felik also found that some dragonmen with magic staff were also quite respected, although some of their dragonization characteristics were very obvious.

It seems that the mages in the dragon clan are also very respected, and this time I am here to find the magic of the dragon clan, so is it better to become a dragon mage?

As soon as he thought of this, Felik went into a remote alley, and then rubbed the storage ring on his hand, and a staff appeared in his hand, this staff is quite superb, and there are three other superb, it was Felik who picked up the staff of several other great sages by the way when he went down to find the staff of Black Bone last time.

"Not bad."

Looking at his outfit, he felt satisfied.

So he walked out of the alley and walked out into the street, not to pretend to be a dragon mage to find some magic, but to learn about the places where dragon mages often go, and in order to go to the same place with them justifiably, he could only disguise himself as a mage.

But for some reason, as soon as he walked out into the street, he sensed that something was wrong, and all eyes were on him, and Felik saw respect in their eyes, but there were still doubts, and everyone's expressions were very strange.

As soon as he walked out, those dragons moved out of the way one after another, vacating a small path in the middle, which surprised Felik, this level of respect is already very strange, although he is disguised as a mage, but he looks at other dragon mages more than that!

Swallowing his saliva, Felik walked up in fear and said thank you in the standard dragon language that he had repeatedly contacted.

As soon as he took two or three steps, he couldn't continue to move forward, because there were three dragonmen in front of him, all of whom had obvious dragon characteristics, and they all held magic staff in their hands, and all three of them stared at him, and Felik was uncomfortable.

What's going on?

Exposed?

Felik's heart tightened, his brows furrowed, he was ready to fight at any time, and then flee, the dragon clan is not something he can afford to provoke now, not to mention that this is still someone's territory.

“&￥*&*……##*……&~~”

The other party spoke, but Felik did not understand it at all, he could only keep smiling and listening silently, his eyes narrowed carefully to observe the other party's expressions and movements, trying to see something from it.

I have always heard that words only account for 20% of people's expressions, and more are expressed by expressions and body language, etc., at this moment he also hopes that he can see something from the other party's body language or expressions, and try to make himself behave normally.

The dragon mage in the middle was still talking, and it seemed that he didn't seem to have malicious intent, as if he was reminding him of something, so Felik nodded and said thank you, and the other party's terrible mouth grinned, as if he was smiling.

Then the mage raised his hand and pointed to a cloth belt tied to his staff.

Felik turned his gaze to the ribbon, made of silk, with a very beautiful and strange pattern on it, which should be a very expensive decoration, but what did he mean by this? Could it be that he is showing off to himself?

The puzzled Felik glanced at the other two dragon mages again, and the other two staff were also tied with the same cloth belt, but the material was a little different, and the pattern was also a little different, as soon as he saw this, Felik immediately understood.

This ribbon is a decoration that represents the mage's rank.

And the other party wants to wear such decorations for himself.

But how can he tie it up? He doesn't have that kind of thing at all!

Damn dragons, why would you want to do such a thing? Do mage levels have to be so clearly divided? Did you consider the dignity of those low-level mages?

The dragon man mage was still chattering, listening to his tone seemed to be a little impatient, from his expression can also see that the other party's friendliness is gradually fading, it seems to be faintly annoyed, at this time, if you don't take any measures, I'm afraid it will cause chaos.

Damn it!

Something had to be done.

Felik quickly thought through the words of the Gig, hello goodbye, and stupid thank you, and let's fight, these things didn't seem to work, what could he do to get the other person to stop the chattering reminder?

After a lot of thinking in his head, Felik finally came up with a good idea.

He smiled wryly and sighed, then pointed to his staff and shook his head, saying thank you, then turned around and said goodbye again.

Although this is strange, if you are a smart dragonman, you should be able to understand that he does not have a mage-level decoration, so that he will not be troubled.

As soon as he turned around, and within a few steps, Felik understood that the other party did not belong to the intelligent dragonmen.

Felik looked at the five claws covered in cyan scales on his shoulders and frowned.

Turning around, the dragon man was staring at him, and Felik was silent, staring back at the other party with a very serious and displeased expression, trying to make the stupid dragon understand his displeasure and get out of his way.

“￥&%*）（**&”

Another incomprehensible dragon language, and then I saw the other party untie the decoration from his staff, and carefully handed it to Felik with one hand, this act seemed to make him accept this level decoration.

The dragonmen around them were also muttering something, and their expressions seemed to be quite excited.

At this moment, Felik was a little moved, was the dragon family so friendly?

He smiled and sighed, reached out to pick up the ornament, and tied it to his staff, saying thank you in his standard dragon language.

In an instant, everyone around was quiet, and the atmosphere became extremely strange in an instant.

Felik also realized that something was wrong, and looked around, those people were staring at him, and the dragon man in front of him was completely stunned, and the long tongue even drooped at the edge of his mouth, which was quite ugly.

I don't know if it was his delusion, Felik felt the other party's paws hanging in the air tremble slightly.

Don't...... Is there anything wrong with that move just now?

Felik's smile froze on his face, and he didn't know how to react for a while, but the other party had come to his senses, and there seemed to be light spreading to the amber iris in the pair of vertical pupils similar to snakes, and he seemed to be extremely angry.

I saw that the dragon man mage turned around, walked to a distance of ten meters, stomped the ground with his staff, pointed his finger at Felik, and said a few words.

At this moment, Felik finally understood, these were two words, and he had learned them on purpose.

The meaning of dragon translation is - start fighting, stupid!