Emhardt, the "volunteer explorer", silently passed through the trees, somewhat boredly surveying his surroundings, but nothing seemed to interest him.

As a relic, Emhardt doesn't actually need sleep, sleep is more of an option for him to "skip" this time, which makes him more energetic, but completely unnecessary.

Emhart is a coward through and through, and unprotected sleep makes him very insecure, so most of the time, he doesn't need to sleep, except when traveling with Fisher.

As a result, the nights were extraordinarily long and boring without Fisher by his side.

But who told the hungry dragon queen to return to his side, the two sides don't know how long it will last, and he can go back later.

Why don't you do it yourself?

Emhart thought as he flew, and even wanted to just crouch in an unknown corner until dawn.

He hesitated to stay among the trees, and at that moment, he didn't know what he could smell that only he could smell. His one-eyed eyes widened slightly, as if he was being led by the invisible smell, and involuntarily turned his book cover towards that side.

"Hmm, this smells. Is there anything valuable in this kind of deep mountain and old forest? ”

He thought for a moment, then flew over the corner. It wasn't long before he saw a faint glow of fire in the middle of the forest, which warmed the dark woods around him.

Emhart carefully clinged to the backs of the trees, using them as cover and slowly moving forward, quickly catching a clear view of the firelight.

It turned out that someone had lit a fire there, and there were four figures of different races and clothes sitting around it, but judging from their outfits and weapons, it should be the army of the Red Dragon Court, I don't know if it was the night guard team responsible for patrolling.

At the head was a yellow dragonborn man sitting next to a boulder, dressed in full linen, with a great sword at his side, and he himself was smiling as he held a dagger engraved something on the stone.

"Boss Boole, what are you carving?"

Emhart blinked, and soon realized that the thing that had scented to attract him was the yellow dragonman carved into the stone.

Is that

Listening to the inquiry of another werewolf with a musket behind him, the yellow dragon race smiled heartily and turned back to answer,

"It's [Dragon Song], just record it."

"Long Ge, what's that? I've not heard of it. ”

"According to my wife, it's a very old art form of our dragon race. I hadn't heard of it before, but I heard it from my wife and the Queen Mother. ”

"Let me hear what you say."

Next to the werewolf species, a black-haired human woman with long hair who seemed to have not been combed for a long time smiled and coaxed at the dragon species named "Boole".

"Hey, some of the things that Long Ge recorded in my heart can't be on the table."

"Come on, isn't Mill's sister-in-law about to have a third child, could it be that it has something to do with it?"

The werewolf smiled and looked at the coat of arms carved into the stone, which was similar to the magic engraved by humans.

"Hey, no, no, don't make a fuss"

Hiding behind the tree, Emhat stared closely at the dragon song that shimmered from the stone, and sure enough, he found a clue.

Since when he was wandering in the Southern Continent before, the dragon songs he saw were all left by the dragon race from a long time ago, although he could read some of the above content, he only felt that it was just some kind of poetic art engraved on the wall, and he couldn't associate it with the concept of "soul song".

Until now, there was a dragon race who had carved the dragon song, and he immediately thought of the magic that Fisher had engraved.

It turns out that this group of dragon people used the soul energy contained in their dragon horns to express their thoughts and thoughts!

Emhart squinted his eyes and peeked over, only to see that the words on the stone were full of brilliance, distorted slightly, as if they were slowly floating in his eyes, forming a scorching light.

At the same time, out of nowhere, he heard the high-pitched song of the dragon race.

"Fight, fight, fight!"

The scene in front of Emhart's eyes changed abruptly, into two black and white shadows, one of which had a distinctive double horn and a long tail, and Emhardt thought of Fisher's good friend Rafael at a glance!

Who is the other one?

Emhart couldn't see clearly, as if because the figure was wearing a heavy, shimmering gold armor that obscured many of the figure's features, and it was only clear from the outline of the armor that she seemed to be a woman too.

"O friendship like gold, fighting for freedom; Friendship like a flame, for each other's troubles! ”

The scene in front of him kept changing, and Emhart seemed to see the two women facing various problems together, and the connection between them emitted a glittering golden light, and the flags of the countless dragons behind him sang loudly, as if they were about to turn into a real dragon and rush into the sky.

Just by looking at the dragon song, Emhart could feel the deep camaraderie between Rafael and that partner. Even for others, like Boole, they were grateful for the two leaders who fought together.

"O Queen, thou wilt fight with thy sword; O priest, thou shalt gather medicine and be at ease! ”

The image in the Dragon Song is once again noticeably changed, divided into two ends, with Rafael fighting bloodily in front with a blade, while at the other end, an unknown subhuman race wearing golden armor stays in the dragon court, organizing production and maintaining order.

One after the other, the two looked at each other in the air and supported each other.

"But ah, how many obstacles we have; But ah, how much confusion we have. ”

The picture suddenly became dark, and above, a pure golden sun rose like a bloodshot hideous eyeball, which was supposed to be a radiant sun, but in an instant, it swallowed everything around it, enveloping the land of the Southern Continent and Rafael and the unknown female subspecies.

The raging war fueled by blood continued to spread, and among the countless corpses piled up, a yellow dragon man looked at his tired comrades, looked at the queen and priest who were crying blood, and at the same time couldn't help but ask,

"When will the war stop, and I will be able to put down my weapons; When will the swords and soldiers rest and I can lift the farm tools and hug my wife and children? ”

At the moment when the dragon song stopped, Emhart also crashed into the nearby tree in a daze, and suddenly fell uncontrollably from mid-air.

"Smack!"

The few people over there also looked at the dragon song engraved by Bull on the boulder in distraction, perhaps this Bull did not have any experience in composing dragon songs, and was far inferior to the ones that Emhart had read before, both in terms of technique and experience.

But dragon songs are dragon songs after all, and it focuses on the resonance between souls, rather than the technique of creation.

The other comrades-in-arms were all soldiers of the Dragon Court in the quagmire of war, and of course they were deeply touched by what Bull was thinking, so they were completely immersed in it, until the sound of something falling from the grass not far away.

At the edge of the fire, the human woman with long black hair was slightly stunned, then wiped her moist eyes, looked over there vigilantly, and asked,

"Who is it?"

“.”

But after a moment's pause, there was no sound from there.

The woman glanced back at her companions, and then they all raised their weapons and walked over there, alerting them for any possible attack from the Northern Pseudo-Dragon Court.

However, after waiting for a while, they saw only a book with one eye and lying dizzily on the ground.

"That's it. Dragon Song. My head is so dizzy."

"Boss Boole, this is a . Book? And also can talk? ”

The voice of the woman's voice came and pulled Emhardt's already vague consciousness back. He looked in front of him in a daze, but all he could see was the outline of a woman with long black hair.

Hey, this figure

I think I've seen it somewhere

In the dim blur of the sky, a memory suddenly popped up in front of Emhardt's eyes as if it didn't exist.

He seemed to have seen a human woman with the same slender black hair, long enough to cover her face and features.

She was dressed in rags, and there seemed to be a smile on her lips that she couldn't see.

It was as if she had spoken something to herself a long, long time ago

Well, what's that

"Little thing, do you know that you are precious?"

"Of course, I'm a great book sir!"

"Hahahaha, hello hello, great book sir, I'm great Ultraman."

"What's that?"

"Something slightly better than you."

"There's nothing better than me in this world."

"Really?"

"Really."

"Then what are you looking for here, if you are so powerful, won't you find everything?"

"I'm looking for the sanctuary where my Saints and their lives were created, do you know where they are?"

"Oh Mo, I don't know."

"Aren't you a little better than me, why don't you know anything?"

"Because I'm a madman, chances are I know, but I forgot."

"Huh."

"But I can help you with something else"

The vague figure in front of him was getting closer to him, as if he was very similar to someone from a long, long time ago

As if before leaving, she said to herself,

"Hey, little one, I can make the unknowledgeable not notice your preciousness. In the eyes of most people, no matter what amazing words you say, no matter how amazing you are on the outside, they will only find you mediocre and show your friendliness unless you think to it, no one will beat you for your crooked ideas. In this way, you can go wherever you want, and one day you will find your sanctuary, how about it? ”

But then no one knows my greatness! If others could see my greatness, those who knew the greatness of the Descendants would tell me the clues about the Descendants! ”

"So, it would be nice if you said it yourself, great book sir~"

"Hmm, I don't understand"

"It's okay if you don't understand, you just need to know that this will help you a lot."

But these fragmentary memories were almost fleeting in Emhart's mind, because one day in the past, they had been ruthlessly ripped and stripped away by their smiling owners.

"Tear up!!"

That ruthless monster is.

"Bymun!! Uhhh ”

The thought of the smiling vague figure, the extreme fear that made Emhart instantly shake himself out of his stupor, and he was so frightened that he screamed, as if he had just woken up from an endless nightmare.

But when he opened his eyes, everything in the dream was gone, and he forgot why he was afraid and what he remembered.

In front of him, only a few soldiers who were also looking at him in disbelief on the night patrol of the Dragon Court.

"What is this, it can't be a weapon developed by the puppet court, right?"

When the line of sight became clear, in front of Emhart's eyes, the woman with long black hair gradually changed into a completely unfamiliar appearance of a native of the Southern Continent...

She looked at Emhart, who was flying in front of her, and the first thing she said was that.

"That's right, this guy may be a weapon of the puppet court, we have to take him down!"

"How I feel like he's a relic, like the loophole in my old home that can quickly extract salt from the sea, but it doesn't seem to work"

"Your mother, don't measure me by other holy things, I'm a great book sir!"

Emhardt, who felt insulted, screamed, and his impotent and furious appearance made several soldiers in the camp laugh heartily,

"Hahaha, he still scolds, listen! Hahaha! ”

"Hahahaha."

Emhart glared at them through gritted teeth, and suddenly wished that this group of fellows was the same as the Archangel Remuel in the Sanctuary back then, and he could see at a glance that he was precious, unlike this group of mediocre people.

But the thought of Lemuel spinning himself in his sleeve like a spinning top at that time made Emhardt yawn again.

He blinked, flew towards the Dragon Court soldiers who were laughing and had a stomachache, and after a moment of silence, he looked at Bull who wrote the dragon song, and asked,

"You wrote the dragon song well, can you tell me more about the content in it?"

"Hahaha, he still listens to dragon songs?! Oh my God, I'm laughing! ”

"Your mother!"

"Good, good"

No matter how much Bull couldn't help laughing, he still opened his mouth to explain to the book in front of the fire,

"Our queen and priest are the best and best friends on the continent. You don't know this book when we expelled humanity before."

"Twitter."

It was early in the morning, and the early birds on the branches outside gave vent to their nowhere to put their energy, and began to sing, just as they sang "Spring is coming" in early spring.

Of course, all this may be subjectively far-fetched by the listener, but today is different, because the cave is indeed so full of spring at this moment.

"Hmm"

The birds outside woke Fisher, who was still asleep, and he narrowed his eyes a little, he hadn't slept so comfortably for a long time, and if he remembered carefully, the last time it seemed to be like the last time.

At this time, the cave and the futon seemed to be extremely warm, and he just wanted to move his body a little, but he only felt the weight of a tail on his body. What's even more excessive is that the "Dragon Queen" next to her still seems to be clinging to herself without knowing how to be satisfied.

Her unreal face was pressed against her chest, and behind her was a long hair like a rose waterfall that lay indistinctly on the bed, on the futon, in Fisher's hands.

A satisfied Rafael slept soundly, and I don't know what came to mind in my dreams, and even the corners of my mouth seemed to be unconsciously upturned, telling of the intimacy of last night.

Her scales were completely substantial, so not only were they not at all awkward, but they were extremely supple and pleasant to the touch.

Fisher, who hadn't seen her for a long time, was not satisfied with what he had last night and night.

At this moment, his big hand brushed the other party's back little by little, feeling her heartbeat and temperature, and a touch of satisfaction rose from the bottom of his heart, and he didn't even know when Rafael in his arms woke up

For she didn't say anything, but just enjoyed the time in extreme silence.

It wasn't until Fisher felt the tail lying in the futon shake comfortably that he came back to his senses from the complete emptiness of his brain and noticed that her eyes were open.

"Awake?"

"Ahh

Rafael, who was exposed, was not as surprised as if he was caught peek-a-boo, but stretched like a cat.

Wisps of sweet, gentle steam leaked from the futon, and she opened her mouth unsatisfied, nibbling on Fisher's muscles.

Stimulated by her slightly sharp teeth, Fisher only felt an itch.

He glanced at her in his arms, but heard her say indistinctly,

"Fisher, do you think I've changed?"

"Well, it's getting astringent."

"Smack!"

Rafael glared at Fisher, then patted the bed with his tail in protest, only to get Fisher to change his tune.

"No, you haven't changed, not at all."

Rafael was slightly stunned when she heard this, and the face buried in Fisher's arms didn't know whether it was disappointed or happy, she smiled slightly and said,

"That's it."

"Is it important to change the same?"

"I think, a little bit. I want to be better, even though nothing has changed means nothing has changed, but"

Rafael may just feel that it is not enough.

"Do you think I've changed, Rafael?"

Rafael raised his head and looked at Fisher in front of him, and then his face turned slightly red,

"Become. It's even better."

"What about the other than this?"

Rafael held his chin in Fisher's arms and carefully looked at Fisher in front of him, and after a few seconds said,

"Well, I also think that you haven't changed at all."

"Really?"

"Really."

"If Emhart knew you said that, he would have to roll his eyes"

Fisher smiled helplessly, and then continued,

"Maybe I'm not without any changes, but I just don't feel it in your eyes, because you don't care. On the contrary, Rafael, so did I. I'm here for you, not for any other reason. So, I hope you don't think about anything else, okay? ”

Rafael raised her gaze to look at the serious-looking Fisher in front of her, and then she moved up a little bit, grabbing his lips and tongue again, conveying her own warmth.

After a long time, she stepped back a little, then slowly got up from the futon with a smile, pulled the clothes of her and Fisher next to her, and said,

"We will leave for the rear today, the army of the puppet court is coming, until then, I will take advantage of this last respite to prepare everything."

"Okay."

Rafael smiled slightly, then got up and changed his clothes and armor in front of Fisher.

After last night's time, Rafael looks a little lighter. She put everything in order on a sunny day, and then prepared to leave the cave to make some preparations, and by the way, bring some food for Fisher.

In order to speed up and prepare, only Fisher and Rafael were left in the rear this time, and the rest of the Dragon Ting army, including Lal, was still guarding the defense line of the Dragon Court in the Namphedky Mountains, and they would keep in touch with Rafael at any time to deal with any changes that might arise.

Compared to Rafael, who is light and relaxed, Fisher's movements are slightly slower.

Of course, it was not for such a reason that Rafael had been drained, and in this regard, Fisher had little end, otherwise he would not have been so greedy and excessive.

First of all, after entering the mythical rank, he doesn't need to prepare any bags, nor does he need to eat a lot, his biggest enemy now is the madness and instability caused by the chaos in his body, compared to eating, he may experience the warmth of last night again, and the benefits to him will be greater.

Another reason is, of course, because of Emhart, who volunteered to go on an adventure last night, but because he didn't know what the specific situation was, Fisher didn't agree with him on a specific time to return, and he didn't know where he was going now and when he would return.

Before he can leave Rafael, he has to get him back.

With this in mind, Fisher quickly changed into a brand new outfit. This dress rich in the style of the Southern Continent fits very well, although the appearance is not as luxurious and gentlemanly as Nari's clothes, but it has a wild atmosphere, but Fisher is a natural hanger, naked is not obtrusive, not to mention this garment carefully sewn by Ral.

Looks pretty good.

Fisher looked up and down, then stuffed all his belongings into his clothes and prepared to set off to find Emhart.

Unexpectedly, just as he was about to set off, at the door, a square Emhart flew back.

As soon as he returned, he smiled inexplicably at Fisher, not knowing what he was laughing at.

Fisher raised an eyebrow, not knowing what he was laughing at, was he stupid to run out and stay all night last night and still have such fun?

"What are you laughing at?"

"Am I smiling?"

Emhart flew onto Fisher's shoulder, and unexpectedly, he didn't say a word to complain about Fisher.

You must know that once he was allowed to leave temporarily, after he came back, he would definitely bombard himself indiscriminately, and all kinds of accusations would come

But today, for the first time, he didn't say anything, as if he had suddenly become sensible, which made Fisher a little confused.

Could it be that there is still such an advantage to reuniting after being separated for a period of time in the past?

Would she easily forgive herself after being separated from Rafael for so long, and then telling her about her mistakes?

Fisher, who had been thinking for a long time and couldn't figure it out, could only think that this guy had changed his sex, he didn't care much, he just said,

"I'm ready to go."

"Where are we going?"

"In the rear of the Dragon Court, the Northern Green Dragon Court seems to have made some moves, Rafael needs to make some preparations, and so do I. I want to figure out the possible relationship between that Barbatos and the Demon Dynasty and Nari. ”

Emhart hadn't even heard the second half of the sentence, but when he heard the first half of the sentence "the rear of the dragon court", he couldn't help but laugh out loud, which made Fisher even more confused, and he couldn't help but ask again,

"What are you laughing at?"

"I think of things that I am happy about."

"What do you have to be happy about?"

"I went out last night and found some meaningful knowledge and I recorded it. Well, that's right. Hahahaha"

“.”

Fisher raised an eyebrow, but seeing that he looked happy, he didn't pay much attention to the way he had convulsions after recording some knowledge.

He just walked out of the cave where he had lived last night, and turned his head to look further south of the place, where he and Rafael had been.

The rear of the Dragon Court.

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