The black steed chirped softly by the river, and then lowered its head to drink from the river below. At the side of the carriage, a wild wolf with no hair was roasted until it was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, but it was a pity that Fisher did not carry any spices, and he tasted a little dull, so he did not eat much.

However, these dragonmen, especially the little dragonman named Ral, ate a mouthful of oil, and most of the wolves went into her stomach.

He leaned against the carriage and made sure that the fight with Rafael had not damaged the entire circle.

If the spatial magic of the carriage collapsed, he was not sure what would happen to the creatures inside, and it might be possible to be crushed by the objects that were crushed in an instant.

The yellow-scaled dragon named Mill ate as little as Fisher, and sat down early next to the carriage to watch a few young dragonmen enjoy their food.

"How old are you?"

Fisher caught a glimpse of her yellow scales gradually turning from close-fitting smoothness to sharpness, slightly protruding on the surface of her skin into a small armor-like shape, so she became interested and asked.

Mill's pointed ears lifted slightly, and she turned her head in some surprise, just in front of Fisher's direct gaze, and she immediately lowered her gaze a little to stagger his.

"Two... Twenty-two years old.."

"So... How long does it take for the dragon race to mature? ”

"Cheng.. Ripe!? ”

Mill opened his mouth, not knowing what was in mind, his head lowered even deeper, and his voice became much smaller, "Big... I guess I'm old enough to have children..."

“...”

Fisher's eyes turned into dead fish eyes, and he was speechless for a moment.

Is this guy stupid?

The language bonus of Yaren Niang's completion of the manual was poured directly into his mind, which was a novel experience. In just an instant, Fisher's mind had a lot of strange grammatical and linguistic thinking, but it was clear that he couldn't use it very well, and sometimes he would come up with an ambiguous sentence or two.

"I mean, how long to be an adult."

He rubbed his eyebrows, then adjusted his wording, and searched in his mind for a long time to find the corresponding dragon words.

"Ahh Yes! That... That.."

Mill's scales stood up slightly, she was even more embarrassed, her tail was sweeping behind her, and the movement of her body language was very loud, but the words that popped out were still whispered,

"Two... Twenty years old.."

"That's it."

Well, Rafael's age should be close to twenty.

"That's... What's your name? ”

Mill glanced at Fisher beside him, hesitated for a moment, and asked. For some reason, she always felt that the humans around her were different from other humans, and she couldn't explain why. If it were any other human, she would have been so frightened that she couldn't speak, after all, her mother had said that she was the most timid of all the Yellow Dragon sisters.

And I haven't been back home for a long time, and I don't know if Bull has married another dragon...

Thinking of this, Mill suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

“... Fisher, Fisher Benavides. ”

"Ahh Fisher.. Fisher..."

She was dragged from her thoughts, then muttered a few words of Fisher's name, glanced at the tall human man, and then hurriedly looked away and said no more.

Fisher didn't say anything more, he looked in the direction of the fire, where Lal was still eating. One person was able to rob the two White Dragon Sisters, which shows the strength of their combat effectiveness. Rafael, on the other hand, held a wolf's leg in his hand, and looked vigilantly at Fisher, who was talking to Mill, as he ate, for fear that he would secretly do something bad again.

Fisher smiled slightly, took a cigarette from his bosom, lit it and moved a little further away from the carriage. He's going to call the two horses back, and it's almost night, and he's almost going to set up defensive magic, so as not to encounter some uninvited guests at night.

"Drop~"

"Hoohoo..."

He whistled, and the two foals immediately galloped back with joy and returned to the carriage behind them.

"I command you, the doom of the attackers, to shelter us."

Fisher then tapped on the edge of the carriage, and with a low incantation, one of the intricate magical patterns inside was awakened, lit up with a deep purple glow. If you look closely, the deep purple light is full of layers of ring-shaped magical words, symbolizing the profound magical strength of the owner of this magic.

This magic was not arranged by Fisher, and he did not possess such a level yet.

Fisher looked at the purple light in front of him, and suddenly thought of the figure of a certain witch, and couldn't help but smile softly.

It wasn't until the purple glow completely enveloped the space around him that he relaxed.

Several dragonmen couldn't help but be shocked as they watched the purple light cover the nearby space like an aurora.

Although only Rafael could see the terrifying level of magic in it, the other dragonmen only felt that the purple light was ominous and the color was terrifying.

"Have you eaten enough?"

Fisher snuffed out the cigarette butt he had smoked, and as soon as he asked a question, he saw that there were no bones scattered next to the fire, and Ral was clutching his stomach and picking his teeth on the ground, but Hill and Farsher were not too similar.

It seems that the answer is already obvious.

"You can move around here for a while, Rafael and I first."

“....”

Rafael pursed his lips, knowing what he was looking for himself, about "research"... Although it is not known what this human means by "research", Rafael has tacitly classified it as a bad thing.

In her eyes, everything Fisher did was bad.

She glanced at her partner and instructed,

"Don't stay outside for too long, and don't get out of this purple aperture, you're optimistic about Ral..."

After receiving the nod from her partner, she jumped into the carriage and entered the space inside.

Outside, Mill glanced worriedly at the back of the vanished Rafael, and then turned to ask his partner,

"Why did Fisher only ask Rafael to go in, because he knew that Rafael was the daughter of the patriarch? Or is it for some other reason? ”

Lal pointed at Mildaw with a shocked expression,

"Fisher? Fisher? Is that the human name, Mill, you know his name? How would you know? ”

Fasher and Koshir also turned their heads to look at her, causing Mill to wave his hand in a panic instantly,

"It's... It was he who told me... I'm worried about Rafael.."

As soon as she was nervous, her tail wagged around behind her.

Fasher groaned,

“... Mill, where do you say he's taking us? ”

"Probably sold.."

“... Take them to their homeland, I've heard other dragonmen say that humans came from another far away...", but Hill added.

Ral shouted, "No, we have humans here too!" And goblins! ”

Fasher glared at Ral, "No, Ral, don't interrupt!" I mean, those who are dressed in nice clothes, hold..."

"Guns!" Lardau.

"That's right! Yes, guns. The humans with guns and magic came from another place... It could have come from the sea, or it could have flown over, who knows... I mean, he's not going to bring us back the same way..."

As soon as these words came out, all the dragonmen were frightened.

After being silent for a long time, Lal raised his hand pitifully,

"I... I can't swim.. Even if he had to go by sea, Mill would have to carry me on his back. ”

"Shut up, Ral!"

The flames of the fire flickered, and several dragonmen guessed Fisher's itinerary, just like they did in a final exam, and they couldn't guess or get the answer.

But at least they still had something to gain, which was the roast wolf meat that had entered their stomachs, and the fact that the human name was Fisher.