Although Alan did not expect the enemy to abandon his weapon, he expected the enemy to attack him.

After this backhand movement of the greatsword, as the scales and claws of the armored dragonman attacked, Alan felt a huge force hit his body.

In the impact of the tremendous force, he could even faintly hear the cracking of the metal edge of the giant sword.

And with this strength, Ailan's legs burst out with strength, and he rushed out and ran in the direction of the camp.

Listening to the faint sound coming from behind, Alan had no intention of stopping or turning back.

From the brief confrontation just now, he could be sure that this group of enemies with armor-like scales and suspected dragons had the strength to fight him.

If you rely on yourself, there is absolutely no possibility for these four dragonmen to fight.

However, the other party will deliberately lure him out, and there is no doubt that he is not sure that he can kill himself in the presence of other people, so he has to lure himself out alone.

Dragons are not dwarves, they will fight their enemies to the death because of hatred, and their enemies will also care about casualties.

It's not just them who humans are rare in life.

Alan's feet burst out with power, and the explosive release of life force that he must master to become a knight of royal power was skillfully used by him.

His unhesitating movements and swift speed made him like a glimpse in the snowy night, and when the deep snow flew and splashed as his feet fell to the ground, his figure approached the location of the camp at a very fast speed.

However.......

"Give me everything you don't want to die! Dragonman Attack!

！ ”

When he approached the camp and shouted, he was greeted not by caravan members who hurriedly walked out with weapons in hand, but by humanoids covered in scales as if they were wearing armor.

Blood was stained on the blades of the spears in their hands......

At this moment, Ailan's eyes couldn't help but widen.

At this moment, he understood something.

No, or rather not just to kill him, the reason for luring him out was that the dragonmen were going to attack him and the people in the caravan at the same time.

But.......

At this moment, he was in the other direction, next to a carriage close to the camp, and saw two figures.

The shivering body hiding behind the frame, the thick leather jacket...... It's the people in the caravan, not the dragons!

Suddenly, Alan's body burst out with strength and rushed towards the two people:

"Cover me!

！ ”

It's just that when approaching the two of them, he didn't have any intention of stopping at all-

Swapping someone else's life for his own, Alan didn't feel the slightest guilt.

But......

At the moment when his body swept past the two figures in thick leather jackets who were "hiding" in the frame, two metal-like, giant sword-like blades suddenly pierced and slashed towards his body as the figures turned.

Although Alan was on guard, the sharp blade that quickly converged from the gauntlet to the end burst out at such a speed that he could not stop it.

Or rather......

Even if he was cautious, he couldn't stop the slashes and thrusts of the two scaly scale spears.

"Ahhh

At the moment of life and death, the life force burst out with all his strength, causing the muscles under his leather jacket to burst.

At the same time as the blood burst out, the fierce life force rushed out, making the giant sword in his hand slash out quickly in the air with incomparably swift force.

It's just that......

Clang! Clang!

In two successive metallic clashes, the two blades of the spear that staggered like scissors did not break as if he could smash everything.

Instead, dense cracks appeared on the giant sword in his hand, which was shrouded in flame-like vitality.

The two attackers, only slightly took a step back.

At this moment, Alan's arm clenching the giant sword burst due to the force of the recoil, and the leather jacket oozed red.

It was also at this moment that Alan's eyes were full of anger and consternation, and two caravan members in leather jackets had a slight scale on their human faces.

It was the two coachmen who were with Mado......

In the faint sound of breaking the air behind him, he seemed to understand something:

"I'll give the eggs back—"

Whew!

A spear blade slashed down from his back.

Broken bones and flesh, the former giant king legion soldier who was expecting to obtain the dragon's blood potion to become stronger, his head separated, and his voice stopped abruptly.

As his headless body fell to the ground, two scaly dragonmen dressed as coachmen also set their eyes on their companions standing in the snow.

The scaly dragon man with the human form known as "Mado".

Seeing the corpse fall to the ground, "Madu" raised the blade of the gun and slashed down again at the waist, cutting the corpse in two.

At the end of the mending, "Madu" looked at his companion:

"Pick up the corpses, torture the humans, and get them to spit out the news."

Immediately, the dragonman bent down and looked into the fur cloth bag carried by the corpse, and took out the oval-shaped blood-colored gem:

"Your Majesty."

In the snow, the long tail of the scaly dragonman wrapped around his waist hung down to the ground.

Just as it was about to say something, the oval blood-colored gem glowed with a slight glow of blood.

Suddenly, the Scaly Dragonman stopped, respectfully tucked the oval gem into the cloth bag it had taken from the corpse, and placed it with the scale emblem, and immediately walked to the tent.

......

Polud's eyes widened as he looked at the group of humanoids standing in front of him.

When half of the scales of their knight's helmet unfurled, the human face was revealed, making Polud want to speak but didn't dare to do so.

Dragon Slave.

The power of the dragon is indeed powerful, but it is also very dangerous-

Lower-level dragons fear and submit to dragons with greater strength.

One of the reasons for the spread of rumors that "the conspiracy is related to the Dragon Empire" is that these subordinates who succumb to and submit to the bloodline class.

Dragon Slave.

Thinking of the words that he often heard in the tavern or from the mouths of other adventurers, with disdain and anticipation, Polud's body couldn't help but tremble a little.

The term was originally used to refer to hybrids who had a physical resemblance to the non-dragon parent race and were subject to dragons.

However, because humans can transform into dragons while they are alive through dragon blood potions, in the Tower, the term is often used to refer to those who wish to become dragons.

However, there was no doubt that the people standing in front of him were real dragon creatures, humans with dragon blood.

What are they going to do? Planning to follow yourself back to the Tower?

Probably not, dragon blood mages are very sensitive to the breath of dragons, as long as they appear in the Tower Kingdom, they will be discovered......

Is it just for the eggs?

While Pollud was nervously, even tremblingly, waiting for the "trial", suddenly, he heard a voice:

"Want to be a dragon?"

At this moment, Polud's eyes widened, and he raised his head reluctantly, and what he saw was no expression of banter or sarcasm, nor eccentricity, only a strange sense of seriousness and piety......

This strange feeling, which he had never experienced before, and which he could only feel from those who delusionally imagined that they would become the sons of giant kings, surprised and hesitated Polud:

"Really, really?"

"Of course."

Immediately, he saw that the other party took out the dark red blood egg that had just been found out of his cloth bag and handed it to himself.

It's just that.......

Before Polud could take it, he saw the bloody egg suddenly crack, revealing a strange form that could faintly discern the outline of the dragon, and pounced on him.

Porud tried to defend himself, but was immediately grabbed by the arms and head of the two scaly dragonmen.

Even, a paw directly pressed him to the ground.

In the next moment, under the gaze of the scaly dragonmen, the wriggling, blood-colored thing with a shape somewhat close to that of a small scaly-winged dragon burrowed into Porud's body through the wound in his arm.

Intense pain spreads through the body.

In a sharp pain, Porud's consciousness fell into darkness.

However, almost at the same time, blood-colored lines showed the trajectory of its invasion.

The blood-colored trail followed the flesh of his body into his body, and after a period of silence, re-revealed on the exposed skin of his body.

Under the watchful eyes of the scaly dragons, Porud got back to his feet.

In the blood vein-like flow, the muscles of "Porud's" neck and throat squirmed a little jerky, and opened his mouth:

"For ...... For the crown ......"

ps: I'm sorry, there was something yesterday that was not done until the evening, and it was already taken care of.