The spirit is the origin of all things.

The first spirit of heaven and earth is born, so heaven and earth are safe.

Since the spirit is born, the heavens and the earth walk, so all things are peaceful.

This is the way of tranquility too.

-- The Holy Book of the Worship of the Dragon: The Sutra of Tranquility

Yu Jian will never forget the autumn of the 996th year of the Xianglong Era three years ago.

It was a pruning autumn. The beacons of the nine provinces of the Xianglong Kingdom were all lit with green flames to celebrate the great harvest of the whole territory, from the Dragon Wall to the Zedi, from the Fortitude Fort to the Thousand Lakes City, all the boxers were immersed in great joy. The men, women and children of the royal capital gathered under the statue of the holy king in Shenmu Square to thank the dragon god for his protection and praise the dragon king's wisdom.

It was also a happy autumn. In the ocean of national celebration, Long Jun added fuel to the fire and married the eldest princess Long Dailan to the Qin family in Jinju Province. Yu Jian attended an unprecedented lavish wedding in Jinbao and witnessed the sacred ceremony of the eldest princess and her husband Qin Ming taking their vows in front of the Grand Elder of King Kong Temple. The wedding was a sensational event for the whole country, but in the wave of national celebration, he was out of the way.

What could be more painful than watching a woman in silent love marry someone else?, and it was he who escorted the woman he loved all the way to the Golden Castle and into the bosom of her husband. Happiness belongs to others, and has nothing to do with oneself.

No one knows how much suffering he went through on the way from the royal capital of Dragon City to the Golden Castle.

But he could only endure it. As the chief guard of the Dragon Monarch, his duty is to protect the Dragon Monarch and the royal family. This is something that has been doomed since the day he made a blood oath in front of the dragon god and the dragon king.

So in the past three years, every sleepless night, he could only stroke the "Tranquility Sutra" with his hand and pray to the dragon god, praying that peace would one day enter his heart, and he would not be tormented by longing one day. There are many troubles in the world, but there is also peace in his heart, and peace will teach him how to forget.

However, an unexpected summoning of the Dragon Monarch dragged him back from the shore of his near-liberation back to the quagmire of pain.

On September 15, at the time of the afternoon sword, Yu Jian was resting in the guard house of the West Palace, and received an order from the eunuch to go to the Longjun's dormitory immediately. His duty would not begin until the time of the stove, and before that, the second guard, Yan Ji, would be in charge of the safety of His Majesty the Dragon Monarch. This password made Yu Jian feel uneasy.

In the past two years, the king of the dragon, the dragon walking heavenly dragon, has been in poor health. The condition may seem simple at first, but it does not heal for a long time, and then it becomes more serious. The chief imperial physician has changed six people in two years, and all of them are helpless, and even the great elder of the Iron Fist Temple is helpless. Now Long Xingtian spends most of his day in bed recuperation, and two months ago he was no longer in government, and the major affairs of the state are handled by the cabinet, and he listens to reports from the head of the cabinet every few days. The sudden call-up of the sword means that something special has happened.

When Yu Jian arrived, the chief imperial physician An Qing happened to come out of the dormitory, holding a yellow porcelain dragon pattern bowl containing medicine in his hand as usual. An Qing was about to close the door, when he saw Yu Jian, he nodded and smiled, closed the door, and said, "Your Majesty is waiting for your lordship, come in quickly." ”

An Qing is short and thin, born with a poor appearance, forty-eight years old this year, only entered the palace three years ago to become the imperial doctor, half a year ago after being promoted to the chief, has been guarding Long Jun's side, day and night hard work, the temples already have silver threads.

It is for this reason that Yu Jian has always respected An Qing, and immediately bowed in return: "Your Majesty is afraid of light, can you get better after drinking the medicine?"

An Qing shook his head, his expression was solemn, and he just said, "My lord, go in quickly, Your Majesty seems to have something very important, don't let him wait." ”

Yu Jian didn't say anything more, pushed the door and entered the dormitory.

Long Jun's spacious room was sprinkled with warm gold and yellow, with a thick white wool carpet on the floor, and openwork lattice sash windows with golden gauze curtains on all sides, and intricately carved crystal lamps placed between the windows, which were not lit. The room was filled with a faint scent of lavender, which the royal physicians used to repel the mosquitoes of autumn. The room was a little dimly lit, with three curtains closed, leaving only a small half-gap in the one closest to the door, allowing some of the afternoon sunlight to leak in. The ruler of the Xianglong Kingdom was lying on a dragon bed surrounded by a thin and almost transparent golden silk curtain, and Yan Ji stood in front of the bed.

When the door of the hall was pushed open, Long Jun sat up, and his haggard face barely showed a hint of joy. There were almost no bones left on one of his faces, two deep holes under the towering cheekbones, and he was so thin that his beard was dull.

Yu Jian landed on his knees: "See Your Majesty." ”

Yan Ji put up a golden silk pillow for Long Jun and let Long Jun lean against the head of the bed.

"Flat. I announced that you are coming, because there is something for you to do. Long Jun was weak to speak, since the day before yesterday, he suddenly began to be afraid of light, and his condition became more serious.

Long Jun seemed to hesitate: "This matter is not trivial, and it is not easy, I am afraid that only the two of you can complete it." Yan Ji has recently become a father, so it is not suitable to travel far. ”

Yu Jian immediately said: "Although Your Majesty has orders, your subordinates should do their best to solve problems for Your Majesty. ”

"Yesterday, Yuan Dawei from Baihua Province came to see me, and he said that there might be a plant that has been refined into medicine and can cure my body. I've taken all kinds of medicine in the past few years, and it hasn't gotten better, since there is such a panacea, you might as well try it. ”

Yu Jian heard it, Long Jun hesitated like this, it seemed that it was very dangerous to get this plant, and ordinary people could not succeed. Long Jun has always cared for him, and almost treats him as his own son, and it is difficult to say dangerous and difficult things for a while.

He was moved in his heart and knelt down again: "Your Majesty regards your subordinates as if they were sons, even if the sword mountains and the sea of fire, your subordinates will never give up!"

Long Jun nodded, as if satisfied with his words: "Yuan Dawei said, the name of this thing is Ice Mushroom. There was a Kamon man who had the same strange disease as me, and it was after eating the elixir of ice mushrooms that his body was cured. I asked Anqing that there is indeed such a thing, but no one in my country seems to have obtained it, so I don't know what the actual effect is. It's not hard to get hold of what is produced elsewhere, but this ice mushroom grows on the top of Storm Mountain. If you want to find someone who can make a trip, you have to be. ”

Storm Mountain is located in the Great Wilderness, which is the territory of the barbarians. The barbarians and the boxers are old enemies, they have been fighting each other for a thousand years, and to climb the Storm Mountain is equivalent to going deep into the enemy's lair, and the difficulty can be imagined.

"Protecting His Majesty's well-being is the meaning of the minister's life. His subordinates' meager skills are now put to use. Your Majesty can leave at any time. ”

Long Jun looked tired: "It's been a long time since I've said so many words in one breath, and I'm tired of talking these days." Whatever people you need, just say. ”

"Your Majesty, in the opinion of the ministers, the fewer people who know about this, the better. If it reaches the ears of the barbarians, I am afraid that the ice mushrooms will not be able to get it. Therefore, it is enough to have one subordinate, and it is inconvenient to have more. ”

Although the entire Ruifeng Continent knew that the King of Boxers was sick, the true illness had not been announced to the public, and the ordinary people of the kingdom did not know about it, let alone the barbarians who were far beyond the dragon wall.

"From now on, you don't have to be on duty, Yan Ji has already arranged the rotation. The departure time is yours. Remember, you have to go to the Golden Castle first, Qin Wei will prepare the necessary materials for you, and he should have some knowledge of ice mushrooms. If you can't get to Storm Mountain, you will come back, and don't die in vain. Let's get out. Long Jun waved his hand and announced the end of the meeting. Yan Ji carefully helped Long Jun to lie down, and the two of them exited the dormitory together.

There is a side hall on each side of the dormitory, on the left side is Anqing residence, which is convenient for taking care of the dragon king, and on the right side is the dragon monarch to guard the night vigil. When the two came out, Yan Ji patted Yu Jian's shoulder and went to the right hall, and Yu Jian willingly followed. The sun outside the temple shone on their silver gold scale armor, glittering. The Dragon Monarch's guards were all in silver-scale armor, with the second guard armor rolling around with gold edges, and the chief guard rolling around twice.

When he arrived at the right hall, Yan Ji closed the door of the hall before he spoke: "There is no fourth person present today, you know, this is a highly confidential mission. ”

Yu Jian nodded and said, "This is nature. Yuan Dawei and An Qing will be able to guess, but it's okay. Brother, if you have anything to say, just say it. ”

Although the two have different official positions, Yan Ji is Yu Jian's deputy, but in private they are called brothers, and the thirty-four-year-old Yan Ji is seven years older.

"From the royal capital to Storm Mountain, your last stop is the four-leaf clover sentry on the dragon wall, my old brother Rong Lifeng is there, you know his skills. Once you're in Clover, don't forget to talk to him about the barbarians. I've been away from the Dragon Wall for nine years, and the area north of the four-leaf clover used to be where the Wind Camp and the Blood Drinking Camp were stationed, but now it shouldn't have changed. Yan Ji's chin was bare, and there was a rare hint of worry on his broad face.

On weekdays, Yan Ji is always expressionless and unsmiling, and he looks the same as his standing posture, giving people a feeling that has not changed for thousands of years, so he has also won the title of a stone lion. But when it comes to the Wind Camp and the Blood Drinking Camp, even the stone lion feels dangerous.

The Clover Outpost is not only the northernmost point of the Dragon's Wall, but also the northernmost point of the entire kingdom. To the north from the four-leaf clover is the customary area of the Tempest Camp and the Blood Drinking Camp. The barbarians used battalions to divide different tribes, with the Tempest Camp being the most powerful, while the Blood Drinking Camp had a talkative camp owner, Agaza, known as the first man in the wasteland.

The historians of the kingdom have come to the conclusion through research that Agaza is a descendant of the evil god Goshawk, the lord of the sky. However, most boxers tend to believe that Agaza is a demon from the Boundless Abyss, with blood-red hair, a foot tall, and an immortal body.

If the Blood Drinking Camp is still active in Storm Mountain, then it is inevitable that you will run into Agaza if you climb the mountain to get ice mushrooms.

"Don't forget, brother, for someone like me, this couldn't be better. Yu Jian smiled instead, "Since I started practicing boxing when I was a child, I thought that one day I could defeat him. ”

Yan Ji looked at him coldly: "This is a task, and it has nothing to do with dreams." You have to come back alive, you are the first samurai of the boxers, and everything you have learned in your life is for your majesty. ”

"I understand. Yu Jian put away his smiling face, untied the sword from his waist, and handed it to Yan Ji, "When I leave the royal capital, the dragon mark will be handed over to you for safekeeping." I want to come back, you give it back to me, if I don't come back, Your Majesty will hand it over to you, and then you will use it for me to protect Your Majesty. ”

Yan Ji did not take the sword. "You're crazy. ”

"Dude, you have to take it down. ”

"No, you have to take it on your way. ”

Yu Jian suddenly said sharply: "Yan Ji, I order you to accept it." ”

Yan Ji's hand raised and trembled, but he still didn't catch the sword.

"As a member of the Guardian Corps, you dare to disobey?"

"I'm a member of the Guards, not a fool. Only a fool would leave it alone. ”

Yu Jian reached out and untied the saber from Yan Ji's waist, and then hung up the dragon mark. Yan Ji refused to take the sword, but he didn't dare to resist Yu Jian's movements. This rebellion is equivalent to taking action. The iron rules in the Escort Regiment are tantamount to rebellion and a felony.

"You have to understand, you are here to complete the task, not to send you to death!" Yan Ji glared at Yu Jian, his eyes seemed to be on fire.

Yu Jian avoided Yan Ji's gaze and turned his head: "The dragon mark was built by His Majesty's personal order, which lasted three years, and it is a divine soldier of our country. Your Majesty gave me the dragon mark as a great trust in me, but it does not belong to me, it belongs to Your Majesty, symbolizing Your Majesty's majesty and our natural duty. If it falls into the hands of the barbarians and becomes their trophy to show off, it will not only be a shame for me, but also a shame for the kingdom and your majesty. If I was defeated by the barbarians in the wasteland, it would not be because the sword in my hand was not sharp enough. Do you understand?"

Yan Ji wanted to speak and stopped, Yu Jian continued: "Brother, I know you're worried about me. But you also know that from the day we made the blood oath, this life is Your Majesty's, and my go, whether I live or die, is my glory. He patted the dragon mark hanging on Yan Ji's waist, and regained his smile, "I'm just like you, I'm a lion, what's the fear of death." ”

"Don't disgrace our Dragon Guards. Yan Ji's voice sounded cold, but he knew that this stone also had feelings, but it was not easy to reveal it.

He chuckled and strode out of the temple door.

He certainly doesn't fear death. Even more terrible than death is the torture inflicted by the looming pain in the heart. This mission given to him by His Majesty the Dragon Monarch has awakened the shadow of the Yiren in his heart.

This trip to the four-leaf clover post will inevitably pass through the Golden Castle, and he will inevitably see the eldest princess again.

and her husband.

Only then could he be sure that even the dragon god he believed in, even the path of peace he had been searching for so hard, could not alleviate the pain in his heart at this moment. Forgetting is a cure for pain, but who can truly forget?

Such suffering, once generated, will stay with him for the rest of his life. He was just a small bodyguard, and he could never be compared to the eldest son of the provincial governor and the heir to a wealthy family. The eldest princess of the dignified kingdom could not have belonged to a little person like him.

Being able to be the martial arts teacher of the princess and the crown prince for so many years, he has been favored by the dragon god, and he really can't expect more, even if it's just to think about it.

With a heavy responsibility on his shoulders, he didn't have anything special to prepare, so he decided to leave tomorrow morning, and before leaving, he wanted to see his students again.

Located in the middle of the inner palace, the dragon king's dormitory, flanked by the east palace and the west palace, the first hall of the east palace is the prince's Yingwu hall. The crown prince Long Zixing is the youngest son of Long Jun, and he is also the only son, he just turned thirteen years old this summer, and the eldest princess was born to the same mother, the two look very similar, they are both generally delicate, with a quiet face, slender eyebrows, clear eyes, pure as a mountain spring. Since His Majesty Longjun lingered on the sickbed, the royal court privately believed that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince would ascend the throne earlier and take over the throne. His Majesty Long Jun saw that his body was deteriorating, and he did have this intention. After the end of the year, the Dragon Day is followed by the grand ceremony of the 1,000th anniversary of the founding of Xianglong, the Dragon King will usher in the day of the Dragon Face, accept the favor of the Dragon God, Yu Jian believes that on that day, the Dragon King will pass his dragon head golden scepter to the prince in front of the Dragon God.

Long Jun made preparations early, and when the prince was nine years old, he took him on a tour of the whole country, covering the nine provinces in the north and south. The prince is very intelligent, and when he comes back, he can explain the customs and customs of various places, which makes Long Jun very happy.

Yu Jian is the prince's martial arts teacher, deeply loved by the dragon monarch and the prince, he does not need to be announced to enter the Yingwu Palace, he went to the open-air courtyard, and saw that the prince Long Zixing was practicing swordsmanship, so he signaled the prince's attendants not to alarm the master, he stood under the eaves and watched quietly, lest the sunlight form a reflection on his scale armor and disturb the prince.

This is a set of original swordsmanship evolved by Yu Jian based on the ancient boxing skills of boxers, and the prince named it "Imperial Spirit Sword Technique". The basic skill of boxing is to resist qi, and the way of tranquility emphasizes the "spirit", the so-called spirit, that is, all spiritual things in heaven and earth. The crown prince got his name from the meaning of both.

The prince was so oblivious that he didn't notice that the teacher had come in, he spun his body sharply, and danced his sword into countless sword flowers, and when the sword flowers surrounded him, the sword suddenly came out of his hand, shot out, and crashed into a four-foot-high stone tablet in the courtyard, and fell to the ground.

As soon as the sword hit the ground, the prince stopped, as if exhausted, and sat on the ground.

"Zixing, you're still in too much of a hurry. ”

Only then did the prince know that the teacher was coming, so he quickly got up and stood still, and then bowed and saluted: "The student didn't know that the teacher was coming, and he couldn't greet him, so please forgive the teacher." ”

"What is the foundation of boxing?" Yu Jian looked at the stone tablet, which was full of sword marks.

"The foundation of boxing, Goya. ”

"Who is the one who is the one who is the king?"

"The one who controls is also angry. ”

Yu Jian's tone was stern: "Since you know that it is qi, the first thing you need to practice is to collect qi." The root of this set of swordsmanship is to resist the qi of the sword, not the swordsmanship moves. If you want to break this stone tablet, you can only rely on qi. The purpose of our boxers is to make the sword an extension of the fist, and you must never forget this. ”

"The student knows it's wrong. Long Zixing knelt down on his knees, his forehead pressed against the ground.

Yu Jian quickly stepped forward to hold his elbow, and his tone became gentle: "Zixing, don't pay attention to these etiquettes in front of me. I came here today to see you, and tomorrow I will leave the royal capital. ”

"Where is the teacher going?" Long Zixing stood up and held Yu Jian's hands.

"Your Majesty has given me a confidential mission. ”

Hearing the word "confidential", Long Zixing stopped asking, and said, "When will the teacher come back?"

"I don't know, maybe it won't be long. Yu Jian touched Long Zixing's head, this kid has grown a lot taller in the past year, almost eight feet. "I know you've always been diligent, but you can't rush to practice martial arts. ”

"The teacher teaches, and the student remembers it. ”

"It's the same with everything else. Everything is gradual, humble and peaceful, in order to achieve success. ”

Long Zixing sighed softly: "Teacher Gu Sheng also told the students like this, the way to govern the country, the art of controlling the people, and the law of diplomatic relations, you can't rush it, it's the students who are too dull, and the teachers' hard work is in vain." ”

"Zixing, this is your filial piety. Your Majesty's dragon body is not safe, so you are practicing so hard, wanting to make Your Majesty happy and at ease. After I leave, you should calm down when you practice martial arts, take your time, you Teacher Gu Sheng is very knowledgeable, follow his teachings, and you will definitely become a wise dragon monarch like your father in the future. He said as he patted the dust off Long Zixing's clothes, "Are your sisters here?"

Long Zixing replied: "Sister Biyue has gone out to ride a horse again, and I don't think she will come back until it gets dark." Sister Qinglian should be in the Seven Fragrance Palace, I haven't seen her for a few days, I really hope she can come out and walk around more...... Actually, I should spend more time with her. ”

"Then let's go see your sister Qinglian together. Long Zixing nodded happily.

The penultimate room of the East Palace is the Seven Fragrance Hall of the Third Princess Long Qinglian. Although they are His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and the princess's teacher, the two still asked the maid Lan Yi to report and wait until the third princess agreed to go in.

Long Qinglian, who was wearing a lilac dress, sat on the swing in the courtyard, holding the long rope with both hands, but did not shake it, just looked at the Tsubaki tree in the courtyard and sat quietly.

She was born to Princess Jinyu, and her mother was a famous beauty in the kingdom, but she was not.

She had an ugly countenance, small, inverted triangle-shaped eyes, a collapsed nose, a stubby neck, a pale complexion—the sickly pale of perennial sunshine, and her body was utterly disproportionate, with her upper body like that of a normal person, but her legs were so short that her hands hung down to her knees, like a gibbon. And she has six fingers.

Six fingers means calamity, and no boxer likes six fingers.

Despite being the third daughter of Ryu-kun, she is still an ominous monster and a dwarf who brings calamity.

Her eldest sister Long Dailan married into the Qin family in Jinju Province; the second sister Long Suyun was a cripple, but the cripple was also better than a dwarf, and she married into a family in Nanshui Province half a year ago; and the fourth sister Long Biyue was already engaged to the son of the governor of Xize Province, and she would be married in a year or two. She is the only one, and none of the nobles have come to propose marriage, and it seems that she will die alone.

It is even rumored that it was precisely because of her six fingers that the second princess Long Suyun fell and broke her knees on a galloping horse when she was nine years old, resulting in lifelong disabilities, which caused her father to contract an inexplicable strange disease.

Of course, no one in the palace dared to point fingers to her face, but Long Qinglian knew when she was probably very young that she was an undesirable monster. Even Yu Jian had seen it many times, those superstitious old palace maids would secretly look at her with frightened eyes, and the eunuchs would turn their heads and whisper.

Others don't treat her as a normal person, and she doesn't associate with others. Since she knew that she was unlucky, she was used to nesting in the Seven Fragrance Palace, and the door was not out of the door. The only one who accompanies her every day is Lan Yi, and she doesn't even want her personal eunuch.

When she saw her brother and teacher coming, she didn't show joy on her face, and she didn't even have the etiquette to stand up and say hello.

Yu Jian has long been accustomed to this, anyway, he doesn't like red tape. When Long Zixing came in, he ran straight towards the six-fingered princess and stuffed something in his hand into her palm.

It was a delicately crafted gray figurine, an eagle with wings spread.

When the third princess Long Qinglian saw this gadget, her triangular eyes showed brilliance, and she took out another small statue from her sleeve and spread it in her palm.

A golden dragon.

"It's already ready, isn't it?" The six-fingered princess raised her hands flat, a small statue in each palm, and a rare smile appeared on her ugly face.

"Yes, third sister. Long Zixing replied happily.

"When you gave me the spirit dragon that day, why didn't you bring the goshawk with you?"

"Because you're going to be happy one more time. Long Zixing stared at his sister with an innocent smile.

The smile on the six-fingered princess's face vanished, and she lowered her head and lowered her hand, holding the statue tightly in her little palm. Long Zixing's expression became nervous.

"Thank you, Purple Star. She whispered. Long Zixing and Yu Jian breathed a sigh of relief.

"In that nomadic tide, the dragon god defeated the goshawk and incarnated into the mountains and dragon walls. Long Zixing said softly.

"My teacher has told this story many times, and I have memorized it all backwards. "The six-fingered princess was in a low mood.

"The teacher also said that Sun Cheng defeated Hulahan. Yu Jian walked to the swing, squatted down, and looked into the eyes of the six-fingered princess, "Hu Lahan looks down on Sun Cheng and thinks that his defeated general Sun Cheng is not worthy of fighting him, but what he can't see is that Sun Cheng not only has martial arts, but also courage and wisdom. ”

The one-armed Sun Cheng is a commander on the dragon wall, four hundred years ago, in a one-on-one duel with the famous barbarian Hu Lahan, Sun Cheng, who had one of his arms cut off by Hu Lahan, took advantage of his opponent's contempt for him, deliberately and frequently exposed flaws, inducing Hu Lahan to attack recklessly, and finally narrowly sought victory. The victory disgraced Hurahan, who and his Black Wind Battalion did not touch the Dragon Wall for thirty years.

"Wisdom comes from learning, and courage comes from faith. If you have both wisdom and courage, you are strong. Therefore, Sun Cheng with one hand is stronger than Hulahan with two hands. Yu Jian gently swinged, "The teacher will leave the palace for a period of time tomorrow, you have to listen to Teacher Gu's words, read more books, the ancients had a lot of wisdom, you are smart enough, you will definitely have a lot of gains." ”

When Yu Jian returned to the guard station, it was almost time. As soon as he entered, his attendant Xiao Zhi, a fourteen-year-old sturdy boy, immediately stepped forward to remove the silver scale armor for him. Like Yu Jian, this is a child from a peasant family, very strong, growing very fast, and already about the same height as Yu Jian.

The attendant of the chief guard of the Dragon Monarch, although this position is not prominent, it is still coveted by the nobles, and many people hope to send their children to Yu Jian to be trained, not only can they practice a good skill, but also have the opportunity to get close to His Majesty the Dragon Monarch and other dignitaries. But Yu Jian chose Xiaozhi with no background.

Under Xiao Zhi's service, Yu Jian took a bath, and after wiping his back, Xiao Zhi retreated. Yu Jian put the bath towel on his head, sank deep into the bath bucket, and rubbed his fingers vigorously on the skin. Hot steam came out and gradually filled the room.

Every time he saw the crown prince, he couldn't help but think of the eldest princess. On weekdays, he felt that he could control his emotions, but now his heart was churning and he couldn't calm down. Tomorrow he will leave for the province of Jinko. Thirteen months ago, Long Dailan came back to visit her father, and that time she came and went in a hurry, he wanted to see her, but he didn't dare to look more.

They would meet again in a few days, and she would greet him like a friend, and she had always been his friend. If she knew he was going over the dragon wall to Storm Mountain, she would have worried about him too.

Goodbye is like a gout patient drinking a glass of cherry honey wine, although it is sweet, but it is more painful. The sweetness of that moment was exchanged for a long period of torture.

He might eventually meet the legendary Wasteland Demon, a duel he had been looking forward to for a long time. What fate will the dragon god arrange for him, and will the sweet and painful reunion be followed by a death that ends all his tragedies?

May the dragon gods bless me in my mission and grant me peace.