After driving Ruidan away, Diarrando rested his head against the door and listened to Ruidan's footsteps walk away. He hopes that this time he can successfully pass all the tests, successfully complete the task, and act as an omnipotent big brother in the eyes of his younger brother. But......

After emptying his head for a while, his stomach seemed to realize that it was empty, and he gurgled and turned his head to call Dino out to eat, but found that the little boy was curled up in a chair and had fallen asleep.

After thinking about it, he gave up and sat down in the seat next to him, holding his young self in his arms. Let him sleep more comfortably, if he had to cut off part of Namuantor on Reseth's body, it would inevitably anger the young dragon, and the life created by the young dragon would definitely be wiped out with it.

Although this is also himself, he has an independent consciousness, but he is actually a real ten-year-old child, since he came to this shijie, he has been living in hunger and pain, but he is powerless to change anything.

Dino relaxed because he felt something to rely on, his whole body was tilted, and the hand holding the star box was loosened a little. Diarlando sighed, took the box and opened it to look at it. Sure enough, Rysaith also fell asleep.

Carefully counted the black scales on Reeth's left shoulder, twenty-one, two more than the original nineteen. Obviously, the more black scales there are, the more polluted the baby dragon becomes.

Gently stroking the sleeping young dragon with his fingers, Recys, who felt the caresses, rolled over and exposed his belly. The little dragon who couldn't see the black spots on his shoulders was no different from before, and he was still so cute.

A sudden knock at the door interrupted Dearlando's distraction, and he quickly closed the box and put it away close to him, and then asked, "Who?" ”

"It's me. Fayer's voice rang out, and he pushed the door open and walked in. Just now, he was called by Ruidan to check Elena's mental condition to see if there were any signs of self-consciousness and whether he could untie the demon sealing device for treatment.

"I just went to see the woman you brought back, and the conclusion I brought back should be what you want to know. ”

Dearrando didn't move, just looked at the mage. Motioning for him to continue.

"Faykelen's curse is divided into two parts. Buried like a seed in the mind and heart. But the ones are currently dormant, and when I probed them slightly, they were slow to respond to the magic of the outside world, as if they were frozen. I'm curious. What did you do to Fay Karen. Even the magic he put on someone else was affected. ”

"Can I wake her up for a moment, then? Even if you can only say a sentence or two. Instead of answering the mage's question, Diarlando threw him a question.

"Ah, it's a bit dangerous to wake up. Because I don't know if Fikaren gave her a hint, sometimes even the Curse of Sleep activates due to certain triggers. ”

"Are you saying it's possible that Fikelen will activate the curse when she sees me again?

Fayle was embarrassed and said, "You can take a risk, but from what I know about him, he will never set such a trap." Zuihou may seem normal, but when she sees you, she will harm herself or attack you. It is even possible to activate the fragments of Fekelen's sleeping consciousness. ”

"Like controlling you?"

Fayle's face was a little unpleasant, and he said sullenly, "Yes, that's me, but that woman doesn't have magic and doesn't use anything related, so even if Fikelon manipulates her, it won't do much harm." How could I be so stupid at the time, I didn't expect him to do a consciousness shift!"

Speaking of being stabbed by Elena, Fayle felt that he completely deserved it, and if he hadn't lived in peace in a comfortable place for too long, he would not have made such a low-level mistake. How ridiculous and stupid it is to leave the back to a man who is controlled by the enemy.

The mage touched another extra scar on his chest, and his heart was churning with resentment, no wonder the pot of truth said that he would be half dead and half alive. At that time, I really don't know how Dearrando turned things around.

“...... Well, how the hell did you defeat Faycalen, capture him alive, and get us back, I don't remember very well after I was stabbed. ”

Dearlando thought about it for a moment and asked a question, "Do you know the magic of time?"

"Time Magic...... It's the magic that can control time and turn the future and change the past? It's so amazing that only the legendary dragon can use it, and even then, no one has ever seen a magic like that......"

Fayl stopped abruptly in the middle of speaking, opened his mouth wide and stammered, "You, you mean...... Reeth can cast time magic? Is this the first time it has released it? Oh my god, I've never seen a dragon king release time magic, although the record says that not all dragons do, but ...... Oh...... God, it does seem that there are dragons!"

The mage shook his hands excitedly, talked to himself incoherently, and after a while suddenly ran up to Deirlando, and asked expectantly, "Can you show me once?" Of course, dragons are also legends, but after all, our shijie already has a two-headed dragon, but time magic ...... Think about it, you can go back in time and kill that summoner before the Demon Dragon King appears in this shijie, and all this disaster will not happen!"

Diarrando rolled his eyes, and had to interrupt the mage's rambling conversation, "Hey, I can't control it, how can I show you?" and so far, I feel like I've only been able to freeze some of the objects in a part of the area, and I can't go back in time or jump into the future. ”

“...... Can't control it?" Fayle repeated, and then asked curiously, "Then how do you release and stop?"

"When there's an emergency and I have a strong desire to stop something, it can happen...... Of course, it doesn't work every time. Otherwise, in the Golden Dome Palace, I wouldn't have to fight so hard. ”

"Stop......" the mage asked in a somewhat hopeless tone.

Sighing, Diarlando scratched his hair and replied helplessly: "Stop when the magic runs out......"

"Oh my God...... I'm ...... I don't know what to say. No, you can't give up such powerful magic. We must immediately start researching how we can control this ability, and with it, ......"

"No, I don't want to use it unless I have to, this magic can easily get Resis into a high state of excitement, and when you didn't see it just now, it got out of control again. And the second head that popped up began to have its own consciousness......"

Fayer's face really turned pale at this moment. He didn't say anything when he opened his mouth several times, and when he realized the seriousness of the problem, he immediately said, "No, I don't want to look at it." It's better that the opportunity to use its time magic never happens again. This must be the ultimate magic of the Starlight Dragon. For a dragon as small as it. It must have been too difficult to release, which is why the problem arises. ”

With that, the mage collapsed on his chair like a punctured swim bladder. He was injured one day today, controlled and almost suffocated. He was also physically and mentally exhausted, the excitement passed, and the deep tiredness came up from his bones, easily drowning him. And in such a torturous day, I don't know when it will be the end.

Fayir...... If, I mean, the pact between Resis and me is transferred to someone else, what will happen to your pact? What about the pact between humans and dragons that I have made through me?"

The mage said emotionlessly, "The greatest possibility is that I will die." Because under the master-servant contract, my life is completely under the whims of Resace, and if something happens to you, Resis should go crazy in anger and wipe out everything around it, and then I will probably be the first to suffer its wrath. ”

"As for Luna and Achille, who you care about, you are their middleman, and if you are missing, there is a risk that the contract will be broken, which means that they will no longer enjoy the protection of the dragon. Of course, it was up to their luck to die at the wrath of the dragons. ”

"I see. Diarlando nodded, not asking anything more. Fayle rolled his eyes, thinking to himself that you know a, dragons are domineering and cunning by nature, don't ignore Reseth's nature because it looks like a good pet. However, such thoughts just rolled through his mind, and the dragon mark in his chest burned with pain.

Not long after, Ruidan returned with a message from the king. Reeth was still sleeping, but Dearlando went to the next room to talk to his father, whom he hadn't seen in days.

It had only been two weeks, and Layton's already gray hair had turned white, but his resolute eyes still looked at his eldest son majestically through the magic projection lens as before.

"I hear you're about to embark on a new journey. Layton was not good at such parent-child communication, and after being silent for a long time, he began with such a dry sentence.

"Hmm...... I'll try to clean up the mess I messed up, don't worry, Dad, I know my fault. You don't have to lecture me anymore......" Dearlando is usually criticized by Layton no matter what he does, because he always feels that he is not good enough, and this time he really screwed up, but even so, he does not want to hear other people's accusations again.

"I don't want to blame you......" the white-haired father paused at this point, and then the expression on his face softened a little as he spoke again.

"Because I asked myself if I could do better than you in your place. Son...... The terrible thing about failure is not that you are momentarily knocked down by reality, but that it will take away your self-confidence, blind you, and make you lose the courage to get back up. ”

"Two years ago, when I got the news of your death, I said to Kenda, Martin, and Flynn what I had never said to you......"

Leighton's voice paused for a moment, then he looked at Dearlando with almost gentle eyes and said, "I've always been proud of you, and although you grew up in exile, you haven't become a mediocre or bad character. Your integrity and bravery are inherently precious qualities, and though I have always used severe lashes to push you to become better, you have done a great job, and in ten years you have accomplished everything that other princes would have taken twenty years to learn. ”

"I scold you and treat you harshly because I know what a terrible fate your future holds. I want you to be ready for that challenge, so no matter how good you are, I don't think it's enough. It's me who is too greedy...... Maybe I should make your life a little more comfortable, so that we can get to know each other a little better and spend a little more time with each other. ”

“...... Father ......" Diarlando was completely shocked by these warm words that he had not expected at all, he had never thought that there was such an emotional side under his father's stern and cold exterior.

"Ruidan has already told me about you, and no matter what you do in the future, I want you to know that I will be your strong support. If Resace really can't be purified, then let's go with the flow and don't have the foolish idea of sacrificing ourselves to pass the contract to someone else, I don't believe anyone else can do it better than you. ”

"But......" Dearlando was about to retort, but was interrupted by Layton again.

"Nothing, Bran hasn't existed for a thousand years, even if it's a half-blood dragon, is it worse than the Demon Dragon King himself? Don't discipline it, try to guide it. ”

Diarlando tilted his head, and then was aroused in a state of resistance as before: "Father, just listening to your teachings, you are really a great educator and psychologist, weishenme is not so skilled in your own personal practice?"

"Hmph, you bastard, it's uncomfortable not to talk up to me for a day. All I have to tell you about my decades of experience are the lessons I have learned from my own painful failures. If it weren't for my wise discipline, would you be as good as you are now?

The two people with similar silhouettes and bodies stared at each other through the small magic projection mirror, and Zuihou finally laughed out loud at the same time.

Diarlando covered his face with his hands, not wanting his father to see the tears that couldn't help but welling up in the corners of his eyes: "Oh my God, the end of Shijie is really coming, my dad actually talks like this, and tears come out of his laughter." ”

A few hundred miles away in Donseldeburg, the king, who looked much older than his real age, coughed and wiped a little wetness from his eyes with his fingers. (To be continued......)

PS: There are still two hours, and it seems that there is still time to finish writing 1w, haha