Chapter 113 Parting

"I'm asking, why do you want to separate me from Zoya. Diarlando had no choice but to pick out the topic, no wonder he felt that something was missing from his neck, it turned out that Zoya's necklace was missing.

"Hmm...... You can't be more emotionally involved with them. The first is that it is easy to cause violent emotional swings, and the second is that you are too self-willed, and you will make unwise choices for the people you care about, and as an individual with almost the same strength as me, this is too unsafe. ”

The young dragon hesitated, but was honest. Although it is said that it is almost an adult, emotionally, it is still very dependent on Deerlando. It knew that what it said would make Diarlando upset, but its sanity told it that it was necessary.

"However, it is precisely because of my affection for them that I have persevered through all kinds of hardships, including you. If I say that I don't care about anyone from now on, no one cares, what's the difference between me and a monster? If it has to be like this, I might as well not have your abilities!"

Resis moved uneasily, lowered his head slightly, stared at his symbiote with watery eyes, and said aggrievedly: "It's not something I can control, our connection is too close, even if I want to remove your right to use, I can't do it." ”

The young dragon's emotions were transmitted directly to Deirlando's mind through the connection of the soul, and a slight sense of uneasiness and dissatisfaction filled his mind, on the one hand, Reeth felt that he had taken Deirlandor's attention for granted, and on the other hand, he was afraid of being rejected by Deirlandor.

"Can't even keep family affection and love?" Diarlando sighed heavily. The young dragon raised by himself is like his own son, and he is like another self. This complex feeling is really difficult to describe and difficult to let go.

The tips of Reeth's claws unconsciously pointed at each other, apparently a little overwhelmed: "I'm too connected to you...... If you feel something, I will feel it too......" The young dragon said a little hesitantly, and Diarrando glared at it for a long time before he suddenly realized what it was talking about.

“...... Isn't it just that I can't have sex with Zoya and do things...... Don't you dragons mate?"

Resis shyly covered his eyes with his tail and muttered, "We observe and record the reproduction of other creatures, but we don't have such behavior ourselves, our inheritance is through the division of energy......"

"Cut! shy whatever. It's a normal biological instinct, is it good! Why am I so miserable? You need to worry about the feelings of a virgin dragon, and you can't even have a girlfriend. Slow down...... Reeth, are you male or female?"

The young dragon flapped its wings in dissatisfaction and protested loudly: "We have no gender! The emotional impact of your human reproduction activities is too great, do you want to see me blow up half of Bai Modi!"

"Good, good...... Let's not talk about this topic, until you are an adult. Such a big one. It's still a milk dragon with an eggshell in the ass. I'm miserable. Diarlando wailed and dropped the subject. lest the angry young dragon really do something out of the ordinary.

"So what should I do now? I've learned how to control my power, can I go back? If we don't go back, the people below will go crazy. "Diarlando projected the images of Fayer, Achilli, Luna, and Shacorin one by one. found that the group of people was in a mess, and apparently their sudden departure left everyone scratching their heads, thinking that something was wrong again.

He carefully increased the objects of perception little by little, and as a practitioner with a very high level of understanding, he quickly mastered the trick, and it didn't take long for him to establish all the projections of the entire crowd.

It was a strange feeling to watch everyone have a heated discussion, to listen to what was going on in their mouths and what was going on in their hearts, as if I had truly become an omnipotent god.

Reeth replied to him in a low voice: "We can go back, the echo of thoughts like that just now should not disturb you anymore, and in the future, as your proficiency in this power increases, you will eventually be able to listen to the hearts of thousands of people effortlessly, and at that time, you will know what it means to be a god." ”

As she spoke, Resis spread her wings and motioned for Dearlando to sit on its back and return to the surface together. At this time, Deirlandor realized that he had forgotten to flap his wings for a long time, and he had not fallen, and it was obvious that the so-called flight was no longer a physical operation, but had become an act of pure energy. This kind of flight is almost exactly the same as the way of flying in the Dragon Realm.

"You can fly without wings...... "He muttered, retracting the handsome and sleek wings behind his back.

Reeth nodded in agreement, "yes, our wings aren't really meant to fly, a lot of the time they're just for aesthetics. Look at my brothers, each one has such a unique image, like Ivadellou has six pairs of wings, but in fact, even Matthirien who doesn't have one wing can fly. ”

The flight back was extremely fast, and Resaceus almost swooped to the ground, only to spread his wings when he saw the Sea Emperor, reducing his speed slightly, and when they landed on the deck, the anxious and confused crowd immediately surrounded them.

The heavy rain was still falling, and the people who had been hiding from the rain in the cabin were all pouring out of their bodies despite the rain. Dearlando looked up and thought, "Let it be sunny, let it be sunny", and sure enough, a gust of sea breeze blew, and the dark clouds in the sky dissipated as suddenly as they came. It's faster than Fayel's magical storm dissipated.

Sighing loudly in his heart for this terrifying new ability, Deirlandor had to reassure everyone.

"It's okay, it's okay, I just couldn't adapt to my new abilities for a while, so Reeth took me to the high altitude to get used to it. He smiled and downplayed what had just happened.

Fayle looked at him for a moment, and thought to himself: "I don't know what kind of ability this guy has gained, because he can't tell the amount of energy for him." ”

"It's just that my hearing has become better than before, so I can hear distant conversations, which is a bit noisy. At first, Deirlandor didn't notice that Fayl was thinking about the question in his heart, and naturally answered him, but after he said it, the mage's surprised expression made him realize that he had inadvertently exposed his ability to peek into the inner thoughts of others.

But fortunately, except for Fayle, no one else noticed.

Shaklin's ship docked smoothly at the Artist's Wharf, and he had already prepared his carriage to take the tired group back to the Governor's Palace, and arranged a comfortable resting place and a sumptuous dinner.

In the gap between lunch and dinner, Ruidan contacted Kenda and Martin on the Western Front via a teleporter, as well as his father in the Provisional State of Donseldeburg. Dearlando gave a brief explanation of the situation, and Layton nodded with satisfaction, telling them to prepare for the liberation of Bran's army immediately.

After the official talk, the white-haired king faintly complimented Diarlando: "I am proud to have a son like you. In this world, there has never been a father-son conversation before he left for Hovland, so today's compliment is almost the most indulgent expression of emotions that a father who is not good at words can give himself.

Through his new abilities, he heard his father's heart, the unspoken concern and concern, and the strong desire that he would return safely and accept the country. However, he knew that the time he could stay in this world was running out, and although Resis did not directly identify it, it was impossible for his body to survive if he used his soul as an indicator for the two dragons to return home.

Parting is just around the corner, and victory is clearly in sight, but you still have to let go of those things that make you deeply nostalgic. When he thought so, Reseth's emotions gently leaned up, pestering him and soothing his loneliness.

Parting is just around the corner, and victory is clearly in sight, but you still have to let go of those things that make you deeply nostalgic. When he thought so, Reseth's emotions gently leaned up, pestering him and soothing his loneliness. Parting is just around the corner, and victory is clearly in sight, but you still have to let go of those things that make you deeply nostalgic. When he thought so, Reseth's emotions gently leaned up, pestering him and soothing his loneliness. (To be continued......)