The scorching sun hung high in the air, and white clouds floated by.

A huge black dragon flew high in the sky with black wings, and under the sunlight, a silver light shone on the black dragon's jet-black back.

Dressed in silver armor, Sir Colin sat on the back of the black dragon, holding a thick bridle in his hand and his feet resting on the fixed dragon pedals. A few days ago, as they were passing through a small town, Sir Colin hired a master craftsman to tailor a saddle and legged dragon pedal for his mount, the Black Dragon.

Sir Colin has become a true dragon knight soaring through the skies, a dream he once dreamed of, and now it has come true. And now he just needs to protect the honor of the knight and protect the oath he once made.

The Dragon Knight is born. Ancient power slumbered in the body of the dragon knight Colin Red, and when he needed it, it was fully revived. And the power of the dragon clan also awakened all the power of the knights......

On the flat and wide road, Knight Quentin Sweet led the way on his own horse, followed by Jason Sebas and Paul Greer, and Roy the Ranger on a dark horse, followed by Grea and Blackface Wick.

"What happened that night?" Roy asked, "why are you covered in blood?"

Instead of answering the ranger's question, Glia turned her face to look at the other party and said in a cold tone, "Does this have anything to do with you?" She didn't hate him, but she didn't want to have too much to do with the other party.

Roy chuckled dryly, grinning bitterly, "I just want to know who hurt you like that." ”

Glia's pale green eyes kept staring at him, and after a moment of silence, she said, "My leader, Lick the One-Eyed. ”

"Isn't he blind?" Roy asked, puzzled, "and his sword-holding hand was also nullified by Brandt." He saw with his own eyes that Brant had taken the one-eyed man's other eye and his right hand holding the sword. What is the threat of a wasted man? Or does he have other abilities?

"He's the go-getter. Glia's voice answered his doubts. "He can have many pairs of sharp eyes and murderous bloodthirsty helpers if he needs to. ”

Roy looked startled, this answer was not what he expected. The Easy Walker is an extremely rare being, and the powerful Easy Walker is a formidable opponent. "Then why didn't you tell Sù Brandt at the time, maybe he wouldn't let him go so lightly. ”

"Kill him?" asked Glia, "Mistress Tyrell himself promised to spare his life. ”

Roy stressed, "His promise doesn't bind me, I can do it." "He's not Brandt's subordinate, and he doesn't need to follow Brandt's orders.

Glia told him, "He's dead, dead at Wick's hands." "If Rick hadn't been blind and his sword-wielding hand hadn't been abolished, Wick wouldn't have been able to kill him. Even if he was blind, if it weren't for Wick, he would have almost taken my life.

Wick, a black-faced man wrapped in a gray linen cloak, rode alongside him, and he heard the conversation between Roy and Glia clearly. But his dark face was expressionless, and he didn't interject a word from beginning to end.

"Are you getting better?" Roy changed the subject.

"Are you concerned about me?"

Roy was overwhelmed by this sentence for a moment, he scratched his hair, hesitated for a moment, and then said slowly, "We are companions and should take care of each other." ”

"I'm not a companion with you, and I can't be a companion, and I don't need a companion. Grea said expressionlessly, "Now I have only one identity, Lord Tyrrell's guard. She said this in her mouth, but in her heart she told herself, I have a companion, and Wick is my companion.

"There's more than one guard with Brandt," Roy reminded her, "and the other guards will be your companions." He was accustomed to the other party's cold expression, but he knew very well that the more people who were cold and ruthless on the surface, the more they longed for warm care in their hearts.

"The knights?" pointed Glia pointedly, "don't you notice that they don't bother to be with me at all?"

Roy was lost in thought, and he was speechless for a while, and he suddenly remembered a wise saying. He coughed dryly, cleared his throat, and said in a calm and steady tone, "If things can't be changed, then change yourself; you can't change the facts, but you can change your attitude, you can't change the past, but you can change the present," he spoke at an unhurried pace, "You can't control other people's thoughts and attitudes, but you can control your own mentality and destiny, no one knows what will happen tomorrow, but you can grasp today." The first half of the sentence he said was as he said, and the second half of the sentence was his own thoughts.

"You're telling me a big deal?" said Glia.

"I just want to tell you that time can change by a qiē. ”

"Time only makes people get used to it, and it deepens the distance. Gria retorted stiffly.

Roy said categorically, "If you want revenge, you have to be among them, and knights value honor as much as friendship between fellow soldiers." ”

"Did he sue you?"

"I asked him," Roy told her, "perhaps one day Brandt's identity could command the knights loyal to him to avenge you, but the knights only obeyed the orders of the lord, and were not willing to avenge you." Only by thoroughly integrating into them and becoming their recognized companions can we get their help without hesitation.

She said with cold politeness, "Thank you." She could feel that the other person's words were almost all about themselves, and at the same time full of concern. She is not a cold-blooded and heartless person, but her long-frozen heart is unbreakable.

Roy smiled slightly, and said a little casually, "Who is your enemy? Maybe I can help you too." ”

Glia didn't answer, and after a long silence, she said coldly, "Duchy of Roland." "She hated the country and hated the Roland soldiers who had taken away her family and home.

Roy turned his head and didn't say anything, his expression was a little embarrassed, he didn't know what to say at the moment, he couldn't help her, it was far beyond his ability.

She is not talking about an aristocratic celebrity, nor a family power, but a military power. Roy was surprised that what kind of background would lead to hatred with a country.

The Kingdom of Bunoa and the Duchy of Roland were allied states that had signed a treaty of 'mutual advance and retreat, life and death', and even if he was a prince, it was impossible to break the military alliance that the two countries had concluded as early as 500 years ago in order to resist the invasion of the Virginian Empire.

Sir Colin sat on the back of the black dragon and flew far ahead of the sky with the black dragon in flight. The Knight Quentin led the team in pursuit along the path, and not far in front of him a tall, sturdy wall was already in sight.

"Jason, it's not far up Rocky Harbor," Paul asked with some sudden curiosity, "what do you think Brant's reaction will be when he sees us, and what will his expression be?"

Jason asked him in a somewhat mocking tone, "If you saw him, what would be your reaction, what would your expression be?"

"Of course I'm going to be excited, happy. Paul blurted out. In his heart, Brant and Jason are his own brothers, and no one can replace them. The youngest, Brandt, is his younger brother, and Jason, who is a year older than him, is the eldest brother. He firmly believes that Brant and Jason also see themselves as brothers.

Jason commented, "Maybe he'll be like you." But he might hide his joy and excitement, and Count Brant could not be rude in front of everyone, which would undermine his lordship.

"What are you going to call him then?" Jason threw out another topic. A seemingly unimportant, but sensitive topic.

"Count Brandt," Jason replied with a serious expression, "or Lord Tyrrell." ”

Paul seemed to disagree with both titles, "Brandt he won't like it," he reminded, "Have you forgotten what he said to you that day?"

"I haven't forgotten, but didn't we say it?" Jason stressed, "and he has to be treated with enough respect." He also fantasized about going back to the past, when the three of them were like brothers laughing, chatting, and jousting in martial arts.

Paul frowned and reminded him again, "But you know Brandt, he doesn't need our obedience, he wants ......"

"No, he needs," Jason interrupted his companion sharply, "the power of any lord requires the obedience and respect of the knights, and loyal knights will do everything in their power to preserve the lord's power. ”

Paul acknowledges this. "I see. "Brant Tyrell, his former brother, is now the lord to whom he is allegiant. The difference in identity makes Paul feel the existence of distance. It's like a rope, two people each tugging at one end, and then constantly stretching in opposite directions.

Fate is always incomprehensible and unpredictable.