Please, Stone!" she pleaded.

"This is our only hope. We've got the Dragon Slayer Spear, and we've got the Dragon Balls in hand!"

The knight looked at her, then at the dragon that was slowly growing in the eastern sky.

"All right," he said at last. "Flint, you and Tys go down and gather the knights in the square, hurry up!"

Tysokhov gave Lolana one last worried look, and jumped off the stone where he was standing with the dwarf. Flint walked down the stone slowly, his face solemn. As soon as he stepped off the stone, he immediately walked towards Stone.

Do you have to do this?" Flint asked in silence as he looked at him.

Stone nodded. Looking at Lorana, he smiled sadly. "I'll tell her,"

He said softly. "Take good care of the Kande, goodbye, buddy. ”

Flint swallowed a mouthful of saliva and shook his head. Then, with a sad face, the dwarf rubbed his eyes with his calloused hands and gave Tess a push.

"Hurry up!" shouted the dwarf.

Tess looked back in surprise, shrugged, and ran briskly towards the various fortifications. His shrill voice startled the knights.

Lorana's face lit up. "Come too, Stone!" she pulled Stone like a child trying to show his father a new toy. "If you want, I can explain it to those people, and then you can order them to start arranging-"

"You're in charge, Lorana," Stone said.

"What did you say?" Lorana paused, fear taking the place of her previous hope, making her heart sick.

"You said you needed time," Stone adjusted his belt, avoiding her gaze. "You're right. You've got to put the people down there in a fighting position. You also need time to use Dragon Ball.

I'll help you buy time. He picked up a bow and an arrow.

"No! Stone!" Lorana shivered with fear. 'You don't mean it, do you!I can't command them!I need you!Stone, don't do this to yourself!'" her voice became weak. "Don't do this to me!"

"You can command them, Lorana," Stone said, taking her into his arms. He leaned forward and kissed her tenderly. "Goodbye, Elf," he said softly. "The light of your life will illuminate the earth. And it's time for the light of my life to be extinguished. Don't be sad, dear, don't shed tears. He hugged her tightly. "In the Dark Forest, the King of the Forest has told us that we should not mourn those who have completed their mission. My mission has been accomplished.

Now, hurry up, Lorana, you need every minute and every second. “

"At least bring a dragon slaying gun," she pleaded.

Stone shook his head, his hand resting on his father's ancient sword. "I don't know how to use it. Goodbye, Lorana. Tell Tannis—" He paused, sighing.

"No," he said with a smile. "'He'll know what's going on in my heart.'" ”

"Stone ............" Lorana's tears kept her from continuing. She could only be silent, adoring him and looking at him.

"Let's go," he said.

In a state of dizziness, Lolana miraculously descended the stairs to the plaza below. Here, there is a strong hand holding her.

"Flint," she began, sobbing in pain, "he, Stone ............"

"I know, Lorana," replied the dwarf. "I saw it in his face. I think I've seen that look since I knew him. Now it's all up to you, don't let him down, Lorana. ”

Lolana took a deep breath and wiped away her tears, wiping her tearful face as much as she could. After taking another breath, she looked up.

"Alright," she kept her voice composed. "I'm ready. Where's Theis?"

"Here," said a faint voice.

"Come on. You read the text in Dragon Ball once. Read it again this time to make sure it's absolutely correct. ”

"Yes, Lorana. Tyce immediately ran away.

"The knights have assembled," said Flint, "and they are waiting for your command. ”

"Wait for my command. Lolana said absent-mindedly.

She looked up hesitantly. The red glow of the sun shone on Stone as he slowly climbed to the center of the tower. She sighed and turned her gaze back to the square where the knights had assembled.

Lolana took another deep breath and walked over to them, the red tassels of her helmet fluttering in the wind, her blonde hair reflecting a fire-like glow in the morning light.

The cold, pale sun slowly rose, staining the sky a blood-red color, gradually banishing the velvety deep blue of the night. Although the sun was already shining on the flag fluttering in the wind on the spire, the whole tower was still in shadow.

Shi Lai walked to the top of the city wall. Overhead are towering minarets. The high wall he was standing on stretched nearly a hundred feet to the left, without any cover, no place to hide from the attack.

Stone looked east and saw the dragons.

They are blue dragons, and on the back of the blue dragon at the head are dragoons wearing black and blue dragon scale armor. He could see the ugly mask, the black style fluttering behind the dragoon. The other two blue dragons on their backs followed the dragoon. Stone glanced at them. They have nothing to do with him. He was only targeting the one who took the lead, the dragoon.

Ride up and look at the square below. The sun was shining right on the wall. Stone watched as the sunlight reflected red on the tip of the dragon-slayer's silver spear, and the sunlight shone on Lorana's hair as well. He saw people looking up at him. He clenched his sword and raised it high into the air.

The blade of the blade, which is carved with a delicate pattern, reflects the light.

Although she couldn't see Stone's appearance clearly in her teary eyes, Lolana, who was on the ground, also raised her dragon slayer spear in response - saying goodbye to him.

Stone felt calm when he saw her smile, and he quickly turned to face his enemy.

He walked to the center of the wall, looking like a small figure hanging between the sky and the ground. The dragons could fly past him, or bypass him, which was not what he wanted. They must see him as a threat, and they must spend time fighting him.

Stone sheathed his sword, put an arrow on his bow, and carefully aimed at the dragon at his head. He waited patiently, holding his breath. This arrow is not to be wasted, he thought. Wait...... Await......

The blue dragon goes into range. Stone's words pierced the morning light, and his arrow hit the target, hitting the blue dragon's neck. It was bounced off by the hard scale armor, causing little damage, but the dragon looked up in exasperation - slowing its flight. Stone quickly shot another arrow, this time the quasi-second dragon.

The arrow hit one side of the wing, and the dragon screamed in rage. Stone fired another arrow, and this time the dragon dodged it. But his purpose has been achieved, to get their attention, prove that he is a threat, and let them come and fight him. He could hear hurried footsteps from below, and hear the slamming of the gates.

Now Stone saw the dragoon standing up on the dragon's back. This saddle imitated a horse-drawn chariot and allowed the knight to fight standing up. The dragoon will hold a spear in a gloved hand. Stone dropped his bow and arrows, picked up his shield, drew his sword, and stood on the wall, watching the dragon fly closer and closer, his eyes burning, revealing the white fangs in his mouth.

Then, from far away, Stone heard the clear, rousing sound of a trumpet, like the frozen peaks of his homeland in the distance. The pure voice touched his heart and lifted the curtain of despair, death, and darkness that surrounded him.

Stone responded to the music with a wild battle cry, raising his sword to meet his enemies. The sunlight stained his blade red, and the dragons swooped down.

The horn sounded again, and Stone answered again, but this time his voice hesitated, for he suddenly remembered that he had heard it.

The dream!Stone paused, his sweaty hand under his gloves gripping his sword. Dragons hovered over him, and on the back of the dragon was the dragoon, the fangs of the mask glowing blood-red, his spear held high.

Fear simmered in Stone's chest, and his skin became cold. The trumpet sounded for the third time. It rang three times in his dream, and after the third time he was defeated by his fear of the dragon. That's all he had in his mind.

No!, Stone told himself. Everything was shattered: his ideals, his hopes, his dreams. The Order is splitting. The rules of knighthood have long since fallen out of step with the times. Everything in his life became meaningless. His death must not be repeated. He must buy time for Lolana, exchange his life for this precious time, for this is the only thing he can do, and he will die in accordance with the knight's creed, because this is the only faith he has left.

He raised his sword high into the air and saluted his enemies with knightly courtesy. To his surprise, the dragoon would return the salute with the same reverence. Then, the dragon swooped down, grinning wide, ready to break the knight with Bai Sensen's teeth. Stone swung an arc to force the dragon to tilt his head back or move his head. Stone expected to interfere with the dragon's flight, but his master guided him steadily with one hand and a sharp spear in the other.

Stone faces east. Blinded by the sun's rays, the dragon was a dark shadow in Stone's eyes. He saw the creature swoop down to a height below him, and he realized that the dragon was ready to fly up from underneath to give his master enough room to attack. The other two dragons kept their distance, waiting for their master to finish off the daring knight.

For a moment, the sky was empty, and then the dragon flew up from the wall, and the terrifying cry tore through Stone's eardrums, giving him a splitting headache. He took a few groggy steps, his feet still steady, and swung his second sword. The ancient blade slashed into the dragon's left nose. Black blood sprayed in the air, and the blue dragon roared in rage.

However, the cost of this blow was too great. Stone didn't have time to regain his defensive stance.

The dragoon will raise his spear, the tip bathed in a gaze as hot as a flame. He bent down and thrust his spear deep, piercing through armor, flesh, and bones.

Stone's sun was shattered.

UU Book League: Interpretation of the text of Ban Yue

Text Chapter 36 Dragon Ball Dragon Slayer Word Count: 8907

The knight rushed past Lolana and swarmed into the Tower of the King, ready where she had told them. Although they were skeptical at first, when Lolana began to explain, the flame of hope began to ignite in their hearts.

After the knights left, the square became empty. Lolana knew she was moving faster. She should go to Tyth and prepare to use the Dragon Balls with him. However, Lolana is inseparable from the lonely figure waiting quietly on the wall.

Then, she saw the dragons, bathed in the sun.

Swords and spears clash in the sun.

Lorana's world stopped turning, and time slowed down like a dream.

The long sword pulled out a fountain of blood, and the blue dragon roared angrily. The spear seemed to be eternally still. The sun stands still in the sky.

A spear strike.

A shiny object slowly fell down the wall and landed on the square. It was Stone's sword, flying out of his lifeless hand. For Lolana, it was the only moving object in the entire stationary world. The knight stood upright, pierced by the dragoon's spear. The blue dragon's wings spread out and hovered overhead. Nothing was moving, everything was still.

Then the dragoon will draw his spear, and Stone's body will fall in place. The dragon roared, spitting out a bolt of lightning from the corner of his bleeding mouth, striking the Tower of the King. There was a question, and the rocks scattered. Flames burst. When Stone's sword fell to the ground with a thud, the other two dragons pounced on the square.

Time is running.

Lolana saw two dragons swooping down on her. The ground around her began to shake, and stones splashed and rained down on her, scattering smoke and dust everywhere. Lolana was still immobile, and for her, just one move would make that tragedy real. There was a voice inside her that told her: If you stand still, nothing has happened.

But the sword was a few feet away from her, and she saw the dragoons with spears above her head waving at the troops waiting on the horizon, signaling them to attack. Lolana heard the sound of the horn, and in her mind she could see the dragon legion advancing through the snow.

The earth shook again beneath her feet. Loranado hesitated for a moment, silently saying goodbye to the knight's soul. Then she ran forward, the air glowing with lightning. The earth shook incessantly. She bent down, picked up Stone's sword, and raised it high into the air, vowing revenge for the ride.

"ediasiArth!" she shouted in Elven language, her voice drowning out the pulsating pulses of destruction around her, challenging the attacking dragon.

The dragoons laughed, answering her challenge in a mocking tone. The dragons screamed to enjoy the pre-killing pleasure, and the two dragons following the dragoon swooped down and flew into the square.

Lolana ran to the open-mouthed iron gate, into the perverse entrance to the tower. The stone wall moved back vaguely, and she could hear the dragon's wings flapping behind her. She also heard the dragon rider order the blue dragon not to follow the command to fly into the tower, and it was good, she smiled to herself.

Passing through the wide aisle, she scurried through the second iron gate, where the knights stood, ready to put it down. "Don't lock it up!" she said breathlessly, "remember!"

They nodded. She continued to run. Now she had entered the narrower passageway with sharp fang-like pillars on either side. She saw the pale faces under the shining helmets behind the pillars, and the flickering light of the dragon slayer spears everywhere. As she ran over, the knight looked at her suspiciously.

"Go back!" she shouted. "Hide behind a pillar. ”

"Where's Stone?" asked one man.

Lolana shook her head, too tired to speak. She continued to run through the third gate, a gate with a special design and a large hole in the middle. Flint and the four knights stood here. It's a key point, and Lolana wants to be guarded by someone she can trust. She didn't even have time to exchange glances with the dwarves, but that was enough. The dwarf had seen what had happened to her friend in her face, and Flint lowered her head for a moment, her hands plucking her eyes.

Lolana continued to run forward, through the small room, and behind the two sturdy steel doors was the small room where the dragon balls were kept.

Tysokhov wiped the dragon balls clean with a handkerchief. Lorana could see inside, a faint red mist swirling inside. The Kander stood in front with magic glasses on their little noses.

"What am I going to do?" said Lorana, gasping for air.

"Lorana," Tess pleaded, "don't do it! I've read - if you can't control the dragon nature inside, the dragons will still come, but they will control you!"

"Tell me what to do!" said Lolana firmly.

"Put your hands on the Dragon Balls," Tess said hesitantly, "and- don't, Lorana!"

It was too late, and Lolana had already placed a pair of slender hands on the cold crystal ball.

The balls flashed with various colors, and Tess was forced to cover his eyes.

"Lorana!" he spithered