"Hey, Allegri, why don't you hear from my cousin?"

"Oh?"

"These days, I always have a sense of foreboding. ”

"Hmmm......"

"Hey, did you listen to me?"

"Huh?"

"Why don't you listen to me?" said Althea, angry, snatching Allegri's staff and striking him on the head.

"Don't, don't, I'm going to fall like this......" Allegri grabbed the staff with one hand, and clung to the thick trunk with the other, for fear of falling.

They sat on the branches of a large tree outside the manor, under which was the only way to enter the manor. Allegri leaned cautiously against the trunk of the tree, while Althea sat boldly at the outer end, swinging rhythmically.

"Huh?" Althea smirked and slapped him a few times, looking at the half of the staff in her hand with some confusion.

This half of the staff, with Allegri, has experienced more wind, frost, rain and snow than any other. It was his only weapon when he mightily charged at the Hunny, it was used to cut through the grass when he spotted Illo, the Ember Mountains, his climbing crutches, and the Redstone Terraces, where he ......

Allegri was accustomed to having it by his side, and after a difficult journey, he remained in his original form and never left it.

"What's wrong?" Allegri glanced at it, but didn't notice anything out of the ordinary.

This is an ordinary magic staff, only the slender end of more than three feet long remains, it should be carved from a hard branch, I don't know what kind of tree it is, but I can see the natural texture of the tree. The thickening section was broken so hard that it should have reached a length of four feet, but the top section was gone. That part was supposed to be the most important part of a staff, the magic rune stone inlaid at the top.

"Don't you feel it?" Althea was a little puzzled, carefully stroking the half of the staff, moving gently, "There is a kind of magic in this that echoes me......"

Allegri put his hand on it as well, but shook his head for a while, nothing happened.

"If only my teacher had been here," sighed Althea, "he must have known the secrets." ”

Allegri scratched his head, he still thought it was just Althea's nervousness.

"How about giving it to me?" Althea asked Allegri for advice.

"Huh?" Allegri was a little reluctant.

"If you don't want to, forget it. Althea threw the staff into Allegri's arms, turned her face away, and puffed out.

"No, it's not ......," Allegri said hurriedly, leaning cautiously on the side of the branch, "just take it." ”

"I'm sorry, this girl doesn't want it anymore. Althea snorted angrily and turned her head away from him.

"Then why do you have a 'give it to me, I'll cry if you don't give it to me'?" Allegri wondered.

Thump!

- The sound of a heavy object falling to the ground.

"Little Nizi is too bad," Allegri lay on the grass, his aching ass not allowing him to lie comfortably.

Illo, whose thoughts were disturbed, looked at him boredly, and snorted,

"If Nacini fails, are you going to take this little girl to the end of the world?"

Allegri, who was lying there like a toad, suddenly widened his eyes. Before he could reply, Illo continued,

"If he succeeds in ascending the throne, are you planning to elope with this queen?"

"I ......" Allegri hesitated, and finally shook his head helplessly, and slipped into the grass with a sullen face.

"What's wrong with you two?" Dios walked over from afar.

I haven't seen him for a few days, and he has obviously changed a lot. The momentum of the whole body seems to be condensed, giving people the feeling of a majestic green mountain that will never fall. Through a thin layer of clothing, you can faintly see the dark red magic lines as if they are about to burn, and then you realize that where is the green mountain in front of you, it is obviously an explosive lava volcano.

"You've advanced to the top rank?" Illo glanced at him, then hung his head listlessly, frowning at some wonder what he was thinking.

"I didn't even say a word of congratulations, little friend," Dios shrugged, "What's the matter, you two?"

"He's caught up in a whirlpool of feelings," Illo snorted, "and of course I'm more troublesome than that. ”

"I'm not an expert on feelings," Dios said as he rubbed Allegri's hair and looked at Illo with a smile, "Tell me about yours." ”

"Remember what I said about the legendary legacy 'Dragon Stalker'?" Iroh whispered.

"Of course, this lineage alone is absolutely epic, aren't you working in that direction?" Dios added with a smile, "Although, I don't see much of your so-called effort. ”

"Well......" Illo sighed, too lazy to fight, "I only recently discovered the problem......

"What?"

"I am the one hundred and second cultivator of this ancient lineage since it was created," Illo said with a bitter face, "There are only three ...... who have succeeded in obtaining the title of 'Dragon Stalker'"

"What about the other ninety-eight?" Allegri was also intrigued.

"Hehe," Illo smirked roughly, "they've also earned a title that has been passed down through the ages—"

"—'Dragon dung'. ”

"Eh, is it really that difficult?" the two were speechless for a moment.

"I'm really hesitant," Illo sighed, "this legendary legacy is my only reliance, I really didn't know it would be so difficult before. You also know that this kind of cultivation of qi can never be stopped once it begins......"

"Is there a legendary legacy that isn't dangerous?" or 'Infernal Barrier'? or 'Fire Rider'?" Allegri sighed as well, "You can feel the changes in my body now, I'm going to look more and more like a big bomb ......"

"As for me......" Dios also took over, patting the magic pattern on his chest, "I am no longer a human body. ”

"yes......" Illo took a deep breath, "it's not like three out of a hundred is out of chance, is it?"

"It's up to you, Illo. Dios patted him on the shoulder. "Yes, I'm going to choose ......" Illo stood there, his face cloudy, constantly stroking his chest but not wanting to reach in.

Gradually, he gritted his teeth, threw away the bow and arrow in his hand, and slowly took out a heavily wrapped cloth bag from his arms, as if it had a thousand weights. "What is this?" Allegri wondered. Illo shook his head and didn't answer, grinning and making a crying and laughing face. He turned to look at the two of them, then turned back and walked forward, his steps becoming more and more determined. Slender fingers uncovered layer after layer of cloth, and the treasured crystal bottle with a strange pale golden glow, in which a small cloud of dragon phantoms curled up and slumbered.

"Oh my God...... It's the spirit of the dragon......" Dios whispered in disbelief in the distance.

Standing tall and half-elf on the horizon, Allegri felt for the first time his silhouette dashing and handsome. He raised the delicate crystal bottle in his hand high, and the dragon phantom in the bottle woke up, roaring angrily to the sky, and the dim golden light suddenly became brilliant as light.

Radiant and roaring.

"Even Dios has been promoted to a high rank, and if you don't make a choice, you won't be able to keep up with your progress......" He uncorked the bottle and drank it all, a strong golden light shuttled into his body, and the endless pain made him look up and roar, but his heart was at peace. Countless knots were completely broken in an instant, and this choice to cut everything off gave his soul a real support. The elves gave him much longer life than humans, but they couldn't teach the half-elves how to deal with this worldly realm. The two very different bloods in his body had tormented him for decades, and it turned out that the courage needed to change came from a partner who could move forward together. Irlo fell to his knees and whispered quietly, "My mother, after fifty-six years, I finally have the courage to open your gift......"

In the long history of elves and humans, the fourth and last "Dragon Stalker" was named "Illo Ringo".

(At the end of the double shift, I will correct the previous "Dragon Hunter" to "Dragon Stalker.") Thank you, the blue butterflies, the day of the encounter, the blade of the heart, and everyone who is willing to read my work. ）