Just as Diego was thinking, he heard Dezko talking to him.dt.com

"I'm sorry, Diego, I'm afraid I'll have to leave first," the minotaur rolled the parchment back and stuffed it into the bag around his waist, "Genya?" The Rune Totem will send you to Thunder Bluff. ”

"Where are you going?" Diego asked.

"Thunder Bluff, I have to send this information to Kane about what's going on here? In the hands of the Bloody Hoof, this may be related to the safety of all the Minotaurs. He said with a hurried expression.

"I'll go too, you'll need my help," Diego began, "and a fool would have expected your journey not to be so smooth." ”

Dezko hesitated, but he also knew that this information could not be missed, and he had been impressed by Diego's strength for so long.

"It's going to be a good helper." He thought to himself.

"Let's go to Bloodhoof Village, and fly from there to Thunder Bluff." He and Diego said it was the fastest route, saving at least three to five days.

They hurried through the mine and towards the outside of the cave, and Diego only had time to briefly explain to Masrae, and then left Guan Haifa in his care.

They rushed down the hill to where they had left their mounts, where a minotaur was working on the big guys.

"Dezko, we should have won, right?" Personally, he asked anxiously, "I just escaped from the cave and went up the hillside in the distance. ”

"Yes, a big win!" Dezko replied, and he leaped nimbly onto his Kodomon and galloped toward the hills to the west, "We'll have to walk for a while, and you'll be ready for a while." ”

The Minotaur let out a cheer and handed the reins of Diego's mount, impressed by the human Kodomon, and found it among the herd.

The two of them hurried non-stop and sleeplessly. Soon, the forest at the foot of the mountain was left behind by them. They raced between the hills and valleys, and Diego was sorry to bet that no one had ever treated such a slow-moving beast so roughly.

"I'm sorry, I'll make it up to you, man!" He whispered, holding his mount's neck. He knew that Kodomon was better at trekking long distances than any other mount. But they are not used to this kind of high-speed running, because it is a heavy burden on their hearts and blood vessels. After all, they're just too big.

Kodomon cocked its head and mooed as if it understood.

"There is a proverb among us Minotaurs that 'a man's conduct can be found in his relationship with his mount', and I dare say that the best Minotaur could not be kinder to his Kodomon than you!" Beside Diego, Dezko complimented him loudly, taking a carrot from his saddle bag and stuffing it into his mount's mouth, while throwing one at Diego, "But don't worry. I know of a potion of troll blood made from live roots and bone-setting grass that can relieve their fatigue and repair the heart and blood vessels caused by rapid running. ”

"Wow~!" Diego couldn't help but admire, when it comes to understanding herbalism, there is hardly any race that can compare to the Minotaurs.

They galloped across the vast plains of Mogaure, and thanks to the presence of the locals, Dezko, they did not make a mistake or take a detour. When the early morning sun once again shone on the land of Mogaure. On the shores of the azure Shiniu Lake, a beautiful village named after the Minotaur chieftain came into view.

Instead of entering Bloodhoof Village, they galloped towards the south of the village. There, Diego has a huge wooden trellis on which six bipedal wyverns are perched. Under the scaffolding, a minotaur dressed as a caretaker is filling the sink with water.

"Hey. Tucker, prepare us two bipedal dragons, I need to go to Thunder Bluff. Dezko jumped down from the Kodomon and shouted eagerly.

"Hey, Dezko, you're here at the right time, these kids have just woken up. I haven't had time to eat breakfast yet. The administrator shouted with some displeasure.

"I can't care about it so much, I have something urgent." Dezko ran to the trough, picked up the water and splashed it in his face, then plunged into the trough and drank the cow, running all night, he was now tired and thirsty. Diego grinned.

"Alright, well, everybody says so," Tucker said helplessly, pulling out a little whistle and blowing it. On one side of the whistle is engraved the ancient Minotaur script, which glistens in the morning light.

Two griffons leapt from the trellis and came to the caretaker. They couldn't wait to search behind him, as if they were looking for something to eat. After finding nothing, they turned their heads, and the only creature that was not a minotaur seemed to wonder how today's breakfast was alive.

Medivan took one of the beasts by the hand and grabbed the reins on its head: "You get on the other one, and we're going." ”

Diego was taken aback, and he pointed at the beast in disbelief: "Are you sure it won't bite me?" ”

The lioness-like beast with its massive bat wings, dagger-like teeth and long, scorpion-tail-like spikes was so ferocious that Diego didn't feel like a rideable creature at all.

"Hey, man, hurry up, we're in a hurry!" Dezko, who had already ridden a wyvern, urged loudly, but Diego felt himself clearly gloating from the minotaur's eyes.

Diego trembled and rode on the back of the two-legged wyvern, he had thought that riding a two-legged wyvern should be no different from riding a griffin, but when he Ziko's expression came, he instinctively realized that things were not so simple, but before he could decide whether to really make this trip, the wyvern under his crotch jumped sharply and left the ground. The two bipedal wyverns flapped their wings vigorously and climbed high into the air, and soon Diego realized what it was like for Dezko and Nazaire to ride griffons in the Dust Swamp.

He had never imagined that riding such a majestic beast would be such an ordeal. Because the two-legged wyvern was always writhing, as if the guy on its back who didn't look like any minotaur was making it uncomfortable, and whenever Diego turned around, he could shake his poisonous scorpion tail behind him little by little, as if he might sneak in him at any moment. This worries Diego, you know, the tail of the bipedal wyvern that Dezko is riding is as straight as a dragonfly!

Moreover, his experience with the griffin was completely unapplicable to the two-legged wyvern - as he tightened the reins and tried to slow down, the wyvern tightened its wings and made a high-speed dive towards the ground, and when he snorted the wyvern's ribs and tried to climb, it spun to the left again, as if to avoid an enemy who was not left behind it, and nearly threw Diego off its back.

Diego wasn't sure, though, that the wyvern was deliberately torturing its rider. Because when he gave up control of this beast in despair, it flew steadily and freely. Without a saddle, Diego had to sit on the back of the wyvern, where the hardest and most prominent bones of the wyvern were located. In the flight of the two-legged wyvern together, Diego really experienced the pain of chrysanthemum remnants and full of injuries. When the wyvern finally landed, Diego was almost hunched off its back, wondering how the orcs and minotaurs could endure the pain of their skin being worn out.

They had landed a few miles from Thunder Bluff in what appeared to be a place for Wyverns to land, with many trellises. A Wyvern keeper greeted him and took the reins of the Wyvern.

"We didn't report in advance, so we can't land directly at Thunder Bluff." Yago's puzzled eyes, Dezko explained. (To be continued.) )