The bronze-colored light melted into its chest with red lava before Gordon let go of the corpse of the Assassin, which had been half melted by the magma.

After a while, in the field of view, the data of the light blue panel scrolled smoothly.

【Talent Fragment ...... Detecting】

......

[Detected successful!] Detected as a third-order talent [Ring of Silence]. 】

[Yes/No to activate talents!]

Talent [Ring of Silence]: In this realm, you will be the master of sounds, as low as the gentle cry of mosquitoes, as high as the roar of dragons, and these creatures will be under your aura, unable to make any sounds, including yourself, of course.

Field: Within 30 feet.

Notes: It's a fair duel!

Gordon's pupils contracted slightly.

This talent is also too restrained by those spellcasters who can't [Spell Silence], as well as those high-ring spells that need to be chanted to release.

Don't overdo it.

But...... It loves!

Gordon Meizizi included the talent in the talent list, and after seeing that there was an extra [Ring of Silence] (1/10) in the third-order talent, it bowed its head slightly and began to close its eyes to digest the power brought by the talent fragment.

Soon, the skill of using the [Ring of Silence] was easily engraved in Gordon's blood.

For Gordon, this absorption method has the feeling of inlaid chips and implanted programs.

As long as it wants to be used, just click the start button in the bloodline.

Just as Gordon struggled to digest the memories brought by the talent fragments, Nina's anxious call was heard in his ears.

"Sister Celia, what's wrong with you?"

Gordon followed the sound and looked away, and found that because the ring bearer was dead, it seemed that something was wrong with the warlock girl in front of him.

Sluggish and dazed, his eyes lost focus, like a puppet.

Even Liz, the pseudo-dragon, was on Celia's shoulder, calling out "Murmuring", its psychic connection was broken, and it was unable to communicate with Celia with the collar on.

"Mr. Gordon, why is this happening?"

"Psychic Warlock's abilities! Her mind has been locked in by the ring's control, and she can't respond!"

Gordon, who has the inheritance of the dragon, naturally saw Celia's current state at a glance, and the death of the ring holder put her into a standby state.

"What then, Mr. Gordon?"

Along with Nina's plea, the pseudo-dragon Liz looked at the real dragon it was a little scared, its roasted black pine sturgeon......

"It's easy! Just find another master for her! Or you can go find a sixth-order or higher psychic warlock and untie the collar. ”

Gordon pursed his lips and gestured that the corpse directly below had taken on the green ring on his white ossified finger in the magma.

"Can Mr. Gordon wear it?"

Nina looked at Gordon with pleading eyes, she didn't want to be the master of her former sister, if she had to have one, then she felt that Mr. Gordon was indeed a good candidate.

"Uh, are you sure?"

Gordon looked a little strange and looked at the dragonborn girl, who was less than ten years old.

"You can take her to find the Psychic Warlock, just untie the collar, it's easy!"

"Karando may not have one, but in the more remote mountain underground, there will definitely be powerful psychic magicians. ”

"But Mr. Gordon can also take Sister Celia to look for it, can't he?"

"At least for Sister Celia to recover, I trust Mr. Gordon, and besides, it's good for Sister Celia!"

"After all, she won't betray you, and you won't have to worry about her leaking your news, will you?"

Nina may be young, but she has seen many things very thoroughly, from the previous adventurer to Lovive.

She already knew the real dragon in front of her, and she would definitely not give up any hidden danger that might expose it.

However, Gordon was something she grew up looking at.

She was still reassured of Mr. Gordon's character, at least Sister Celia was better in his hands than in that odious thief.

Nina said it all, and Liz didn't object, but looked at herself with hopeful eyes.

Gordon didn't pretend anymore, and took off the green seal ring from the corpse directly from the hot magma.

Set it on its own scale-covered middle finger,

"This is the ring that enslaves people's minds?"

Gordon stared at the emerald set on the seal, and his consciousness moved slightly.

With the infusion of soul energy, the remnants of the previous owner of the ring were instantly emptied.

Immediately after, as the soul completely occupied the green seal, Gordon's vertical pupils shrank slightly.

It looked at Celia, who was as stunned as a puppet.

Suddenly, I felt that there was a sudden extra thread between myself and the warlock girl in front of me, linking it to her.

There is a sense of dominance that arises spontaneously, as if as long as it gives commands.

A human female with a Psychic Warlock creation in front of her will think by it.

Become a marionette, and even your mind can change for it.

"Wake up!"

It gave the first command, and then almost at the same time, the sluggish black-robed girl came back to her senses, the first time.

In front of the hideous and terrifying black dragon in front of him, he made a courtesy with the most humble posture.

"Meet the Great Master!"

Her thin lips groaned softly, and there was no emotion in her voice.

Then he returned to his previous indifferent expression, but his eyes were struggling, obviously regaining consciousness and unable to control his body.

Gordon could only helplessly feel that the designer of this collar had too bad taste.

"Lift the physical control restrictions and move freely. ”

Gordon removed some of the commands stored in the ring and replaced them with the simplest and most effective language.

To be obedient is to obey exactly what it says.

Celia's tense face suddenly relaxed, and she looked at her hand that could move again, and then at the young dragon in the distance, her eyes full of panic and shock.

She could hear the outside world when she was in a state of stupor, so she listened to all the words of Gordon in her heart.

It turns out that it is the one who took in Nina?

"Sister Celia!"

Nina threw herself into the arms of the girl who had regained consciousness, tears streaming through her black robe.

Apparently what the thief had just said frightened the dragonborn girl.

If it weren't for Mr. Gordon, she wouldn't know what to do.

Not long after Nina cried, she sobbed and got up from Celia's lap, wiped her tears and pointed to Gordon, who was searching for equipment, and introduced to Celia.

"This is Mr. Gordon, and it has always been the one who has protected me from harm. ”

"It's a lava dragon, but it's not hot-tempered at all, don't be fooled by its vicious appearance!"

"Song...... Master?"

Celia tries to pronounce Gordon's name, but finds herself confronted by the real dragon who is greedily holding a dagger.

The only name she had for it.

Only the hosts......