"Dragon Knight?" Celia asked in disbelief.

"Yes, don't you like to be a knight?

Celia was still a little incredulous, and covered her face with her hands for a moment, and then said to herself: "I'm a dragon knight, I'm a dragon knight......"

Sawan tapped her head with his hand and said, "What are you doing! Would you like to?"

Celia nodded vigorously and said excitedly, "Yes! Of course I do!"

As soon as Savan sat down to see Selia away, there was another knock on the door. Sawan said please enter, and the door creaked, and the dwarf Voss walked in with heavy steps.

Sawan immediately stood up and said, "Welcome, Master Voss. ”

With a roll of drawings in his hand, Voss came to the table and put the drawings away, and said, "I have probably drawn a sketch of what you want, so I'll show you first." With that, he unfolded the drawings for Sawan to see.

Sawin looked down and saw that it was the design of the saddle and the halter used on the Wyvern's body, which Sawin didn't know much about, and Voss asked him to show it mainly to determine the size. Voss pointed to the drawings as he explained them to Samin. Sawan looked at it for a moment, and finally said, "This saddle seems to be a little bigger......"

Voss looked at Samin's stature, and then said, "It should be about the same, just right for you." ”

Sawan laughed, "It's not for me, it's for Celia." ”

"What? Why didn't you say it earlier!" Voss said with a grunt.

"I just decided. Sawan said, pouring Voss a glass of fruit wine.

Voss took a sip of the wine and said, "Then I'll have to modify it again." But I don't quite understand, why do you want that little girl from Seliya to ride a dragon? Why don't you ride it yourself?"

Sawan poured himself a glass of wine and said, "Well, naturally, it's for the sake of the overall situation. A flying dragon is just an extra leg for me, but for Celia, the impact is very different. ”

Voss shook his head and said, "What you said is too profound for me to understand. You have to go into more detail. ”

Savin knew that Vos cared little about these political matters, but now that he had made Vos a member of his team, he didn't intend to hide something from him.

Sawin sorted out his thoughts for a moment, and then said: "There are several advantages to making Selia a dragon knight, first, it can quickly help her establish her prestige, she wants to lead the Holy Knights as a girl, if she doesn't have some special means, I'm afraid it will be difficult to do it in a short time."

Second, there is no precedent for a dragon knight on the continent, and once Celia becomes a dragon knight, she will definitely be able to improve her status in the family, and if she wants to cooperate with the El Hira family in the future, this is a good foundation.

Thirdly, it is naturally good for the Holy Sect of Light, and with the Dragon Knight, it can just enhance the authority of the church, and this is a golden signboard in the future. ”

Sawin was drinking wine and talking eloquently, and Voss only felt that his head was as big as a bucket when he heard it, and he shook his head again and again: "Human affairs are really too complicated, and we dwarves don't have such trouble. ”

Early the next morning, Sawan took Selia to the basement of the castle where the Wyvern was being held, because the castle had been partially demolished, and some places were in disrepair, and the basement had accumulated a lot of rain, barely up to his ankles.

"Bang, bang, bang......" The group walked to the depths of the basement through the stagnant water, and heard the sound of wading water, and there was a sound of iron chains shaking in the darkness, and a little fire suddenly appeared in the dark space.

Sawin smiled and said, "What, do you still want to breathe fire on me?" Hearing that it was Savan, the small flame disappeared immediately.

When the group came to the dragon, Sawin ordered a torch to be lit, only to see that the dragon was firmly locked to the stone pillar by a dozen iron chains. Sawan was not in a hurry to speak, and carefully looked at the wyvern with his hands in front of his chest, and the wyvern saw that Savin looked unfathomable, and involuntarily retreated a few steps back.

Sawin said to the others, "Leave the torches behind, I'm going to talk to this guy alone." The soldiers looked at each other with some concern, and seeing that Sawan was resolute, they planted their torches and exited the basement, leaving only Sawin, Celea, and Wyvern.

Seeing that everyone had left, Sawin said, "You're a giant bee wyvern, right?"

The flying dragon was shocked when he saw Savin call out the name of his race, this name is only known within the dragon clan, why does this human in front of him know?

Seeing his astonishment, Sawin continued: "You don't have to be so surprised, in short, I know your details very well, now you answer my question honestly, otherwise you will wait for this invisible place to rot slowly." Savan's tone was calm, but the content was threatening.

The wyvern slowly curled up his body, but his eyes were full of deep hatred, Sawan didn't care about his attitude, dealing with such a guy could only completely tame him, and using a probationary attitude would not have any effect.

Sawan said, "First question, what's your name?"

The wyvern thought for a while, but still said honestly, "Fiorno." ”

"Fionor?" Sawan thought for a moment and reacted, which in the ancient dragon language means wind. Sawin decided to scare him, saying, "Your name is Hurricane, but it's a pity that you don't fly fast enough." ”

When the flying dragon heard that Sawin actually knew the ancient language of the dragon clan, he immediately revealed the meaning of his name, and his eyes immediately widened in shock. Sawan broke through the other party's details twice, which made the wyvern already have a deep fear psychologically, and he seemed to be transparent in front of this human being, and he couldn't hide any secrets from the other party's eyes.

The psychological defense line was easily broken by Savan, which made the dragon's determination to resist collapse in an instant, and the fierceness in his eyes weakened a lot. Sawan secretly observed Fionor's reaction, knowing that his plan had achieved good results.

"Okay, second question, why are you here to attack Haydonnes?" said Savan's tone became stern.

Fionor didn't speak, and Sawin saw that he was still a little resistant, so he raised his voice and asked again: "I ask one last time, if you don't answer honestly, I won't give you another chance! Why do you come to attack my territory?"

There was an unmistakable majesty in Savan's tone, and Fionor suddenly felt a chill all over his body, which he had never encountered before, and the last trace of resistance finally collapsed. The Wyvern Fionor slowly raised his head, looked at Sawan and said, "It's Mesolino of the Dragonclan, he sent us. ”

"Mesolino of the Dragons?" Savan recalled, remembering that he had never heard the name, and asked, "Who is Mesolino, and why did he attack Hydonis?"

Fionor looked at Savin in surprise, as if he didn't quite believe Savin's words, and hesitated for a moment before he replied, "You should know him, he is Golim's father." ”

"Golim!" Hearing this, Sawin suddenly understood that these wyverns had come to avenge Golim for a long time.

When Fionor saw that Savin had come to his senses, he continued: "When Mesolino heard that you had killed Golim, he was very angry and said that he must avenge his son, so he sent us everywhere to inquire about your whereabouts. Our clan is a vassal of the Dragons, and we can't refuse his orders, so ......"

"So you don't know how to destroy my territory, right?" asked Sawin with a sneer.

Fionor trembled with fear when he saw Savin's murderous eyes. Sawan saw that he was frightened, and knew that this guy was really scared, and this fear was probably not only because of himself, but also because of Mesolino. Sawan continued, "You have failed, and you probably won't have a good life when you go back, right?"

Fionor didn't answer, but Savan knew he was probably acquiescing. Sawan silently guessed that this Mesolino was probably a brutal guy too, otherwise these wyverns wouldn't be scared like this, and they couldn't be too tough, otherwise Fionor wouldn't really work for himself......

Happy New Year 2017!

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