When the little white dragon Ao Xu saw this silver-haired "old woman" for the first time, he was a little surprised.

He said you can't tell how many years there are thousands of years.

This "little guy" also deliberately used you, which was so polite that Wen Qian cried and laughed.

It was also a rainy night, how to say, as if there was going to rain wherever she came, and it was still clear on the Kowloon Pier, and it was raining in a short time.

It was also at this time that Ao Xu came over with an oil-paper umbrella.

She was a little at a loss, because Ao Xu did not have the stinky braids of the day, but wore a black and solemn suit, maybe it was not a suit, it was a school uniform of the Oriental country, and the lower half of the body was also a very clean and neat trousers.

I heard that only Ao Xu studied in the East.

No braids, no kaftans, no cow-soled boots.

With short hair and clean hair, he is like a newborn little dragon, and every part of his body is incompatible with the current kingdom.

However, he said that only by constantly learning from other strengths can he better save the kingdom.

Many people have failed, but he is convinced that he will succeed.

Wen Qian hid under his oil-paper umbrella, holding his embroidered bag, and walked with him in the dripping rain without saying a word, and the alleys with the scent of lilacs, the layers of bricks and tiles and the small shrubs that had just been wet, all drowned the silence of the two of them in it, and there was nowhere to be found.

"I ...... My name is Wen Qian, my surname is Wu, and I have no words. ”

She didn't know that women don't have words in this country, she only knew that people in London often talked about people here, and there were two titles, one for the name and the other for the word.

"My name is Ao Xu, Ziguanghe."

He said his name succinctly and clearly.

"I'm here to protect you."

And the purpose of his coming.

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Wu."

He called her sir, much to her flattery. Because she knew that only a lady of repute could be called a gentleman.

Instead of someone like her, there is nothing but the memory of being a human being.

"Huh? Oh...... Hmmm......"

She looked at her feet, the little leather boots with prints walking in the mud, her skirt swaying in the wind, and she was a little nervous at a loss.

"Hello, Mr. Mitsukawa."

After that, it seemed as if they had nothing more to say, and Ao Xu had been standing quietly behind her, rather than walking with her.

This is completely different from Merlin, who always walks in front of him, and Arthur, who always walks beside him, this seemingly confident ancient dragon boy humilly makes her even more helpless.

Yes......

Everyone is always different, right, Merlin who is always in a hurry, Arthur who is always confident, and Ao Xu, who is always humble, are three completely different people.

"I heard you're from that world? Is that right? Mr. Ng. ”

Ao Xu's words were like a green grass popping up, and the sun just happened to be sprinkled on it.

"You mean the spirit world?"

"Yes."

"Hmm."

There was another long silence.

"I really want to go to that world."

Ao Xu said this, his pace increasing slightly, but he always couldn't keep up with her.

Yes, for him, this "Mr. Wu", who has survived for too long, may really be a figure that he can't hope for.

It's like that world, he's only heard about it from his grandfather.

He fantasized that one day, he would be able to freely transform into his true body and fly aimlessly in the rain, just riding the wind to fly on such a scene.

There is no war, no decay, not so much, empty eyes looking at the dead of compatriots.

Yes, he thinks a lot, is free, and flies.

He must be the whitest dragon, as his name suggests, warm as the sun!

"I haven't been back for a long time...... I'm ...... about everything there. I can't remember ......."

She was a little lost and smiled slowly, as if relieved.

"I don't have the impression that there's anything good there...... Haha......"

The frozen atmosphere swayed in the wind, as if she had smiled, and he dared to laugh a little knowingly.

"Really? Will it be worse than the world it is now? ”

Ao Xu also smiled, as if laughing at himself.

The two of them knew very well that they needed to find the way to that world, and then, they could, go to that world.

War, war......

Yes, where do you flee to......

"Perhaps...... I don't know ......."

She seemed to be afraid of hurting him because he longed for it, or she was afraid that he would know it was bad and wouldn't help her anymore.

"Probably not, I've heard about what happened to this country, it's really regrettable, but it should be okay."

Well, it should be fine.

She nodded, suddenly feeling that she should raise her head in order for herself to look confident and believe what she was saying.

Let him, believe in himself.

"When I was very young, it didn't become someone else's pier, but a place where you could see the sea every day."

He was silent.

Follow her closely.

"Day by day I watched the sky here be covered with smoke, and the ships that came from afar poured down cotton, linen, and unforgivable smoke from other countries......"

"They destroyed the sky here step by step, and I could no longer see the sea and the vast sky, and then this place no longer belonged to us......"

"I know that the so-called theory of racial evolution is the most, but we don't have any action to refute this statement, I went to the East and saw the world that has worked hard after being bullied by them, but I don't think it will be the best state of a country after all."

"I hope I can save the kingdom."

"I love this country, and I want to see the sky of Kowloon again, which belongs only to us, not to cut a piece of flesh from my own body and be pointed out by others, saying that we no longer belong to her."

"I know, I'm a bit of a fool, I'm not afraid of a world where war exists, I just want everyone to live in peace, and if there is really no way to solve the problem, I shouldn't use such cruel means as war."

"A lot of people, it's innocent."

After all, he studied in the East.

It's not like the people here who have braided hair.

He was not afraid of war at all.

And not afraid of failure at all.

He is not afraid of the so-called enemies.

As he said these words, his heart was drumming.

He was really scared of something, but he didn't quite understand it.

She looked back slightly and glanced at him.

He turned out to be a handsome young man, not an old man who could say this.

Yes......

Oh, yes......

What are you afraid of......

She saw a faintly flickering real body behind him.

It was a real dragon with its head held high, its white scales as holy as snow in the rain, and its angry eyes as iron as iron.