Chapter 1042 273. Dragon’s Blood
“No, go and save people!”
Although the Iron Maiden said she would not be affected by the bad luck, the hail destroyed almost half of the forest and the hunter’s cabin Also in range.
But fallen trees lay across the road ahead. In order to seize the time, Annan had to let Maria carry him and rush to the hunter's cabin.
The subordinates were sent to find the place where the red dragon fell. If he was not dead, they would first find a way to maintain his vital signs. Whether Liberty City can get another red dragon depends on them.
The forest was so damaged that it was extremely difficult to find the way. Fortunately, Maria had a keen sense of smell and could smell the way they came out and arrived at the collapsed hunter's cabin.
Seeing the collapsed house, Annan felt half-hearted, hoping that the Iron Maiden would have some talent as a warrior in addition to being a priest.
Running to the location in his memory and moving away a few fallen logs, Annan actually saw the safe and sound Iron Maiden.
When the hunter's hut collapsed, the collapsed roof and the logs that made up the walls happened to form pillars that supported each other, supporting an alternative cage around the Iron Maiden.
However, her skin was red from the cold and she was shivering in the cold wind. Annan would not be so lucky if he came later.
Annan tore a shield scroll for Iron Maiden and asked Lemon to cut the log to free Iron Maiden.
“Didn’t you say it was okay?” Annan complained.
A trace of blush appeared on Iron Maiden's pale cheeks: "Are you concerned about me?"
Annan felt that something was wrong with Iron Maiden...not Louise now.
Her state is like those girls who saw her in Liberty City...
Louise raised her head, sniffed, and narrowed her eyes: "You smell like another woman."
"Uh... you are hurt!"
Annan saw her The skin of her ankle was scratched and blood was flowing out. It must have been that her horizontal leg was hit when the hut collapsed.
Louis lowered her head, but she couldn’t see anything from this angle. She was so weak that she couldn't even take off the powerless torture instrument she wore on her body.
At this time, even the farmer could kill her with a manure fork... But Annan just walked over, took out a handkerchief and stabbed it into Lemon's belly, squatted next to her and wiped the wound with a handkerchief soaked in water.
Louise stared blankly, her cheeks getting rosier: "Um...can you take off your disguise?"
"No, I have made too many enemies in the new capital. If they know I am here, They won't be able to sleep well."
Annan is the same, but it has nothing to do with them.
"Who dares to hurt you?" Louise's tone was cold.
“This kingdom is amazing, isn’t it?”
The torture device was shackled in more than one place, and her legs, hands and waist were all trapped by chains. Let Lemon be carefully cut open, and Annan and Maria worked together to remove the torture instrument from the Iron Maiden.
Louise sniffed at Maria and her eyes turned evil, which happened to be seen by Annan.
What's going on? Could it be that instruments of torture still have the ability to oppress characters? Otherwise, why would Louise seem like a different person...
Annan summoned another small earth elemental and let it pick up the heavy instrument of torture.
This kind of good thing cannot be wasted. Take the mushroom house back so that Dumbledore can study it less.
Louise wanted to stand up, but she fell down as soon as she stood up. Fortunately, Annan held her up.
"You are too weak and need to rest."
Annan took off his mage robe and gave it to Louise
But Louise was filled with warmth and warmth. Annan's touch and breath made her unable to hear clearly what he said until Annan handed her over to Maria to hold her and walked out of the forest.
Louis looked at Maria with increasingly unkind eyes.
Maria carried Louise on her back and followed Annan. When she walked over a tree branch that was struck by hail, she was struck. The tail wrapped around her waist could not be stretched out to maintain balance, and she staggered and almost fell. A wererat, fell down?
Maria has never fallen down since she was a little mouse.
Maria looked at Annan's back in front of her, lifted her up, and deliberately pinched the girl's buttocks, which had little flesh, frowned and said: "Don't make trouble, it will hurt if you fall." "It's you."
"伱..." Louise was ashamed and angry, and continued to impose bad luck willfully
"I have known Annan for three years, and we have experienced conspiracies, life and death."
Referring to Maria setting up conspiracies and death traps for Annan.
Louise's attention was attracted: "You said his name is Annan, is this his real name?"
"Yes, unexpected, right?"
Result Louise looked like she had never heard of it. She has been locked up by the Guardian Church for who knows how long, and it is normal not to know the outside world.
"Then do you know why he stayed in the new royal capital?"
"For revenge."
Louis on her back exclaimed: "It turns out that he was destroyed by the kingdom. , a prince who wants revenge?”
It turned out to be a little girl who loves fantasy?
“That’s true, but he is the king.”
King in the North.
"Young King..." Louise whispered softly as if she was immersed in her own fantasy.
It took some time to walk out of the forest. The team looking for the red dragon disappeared, and only one ranger came back.
"Lord Annan! One piece of good news, one piece of bad news..."
The familiar sentence pattern awakens Annan's distant memory "Did you learn it from Fast?"
"Well, we always play cards together."
"Don't sell it."
"Oh. The bad news is that the red dragon is dead. The good news is that we can bathe in the dragon's blood to strengthen our physique. !" Ranger said honestly.
No wonder he came back first to inform.
The dragon clan is full of treasures, especially the dragons who have just died, the blood of which still retains power. Warriors can improve their physique by bathing in dragon blood. There is even a smaller chance of obtaining dragon blood than Annan's victory over Little Bat. Other professions are also possible, but bathing will cause great pain. No warrior's physique can withstand the baptism of dragon blood. .
Baptism takes time. The longer you can endure the pain, the greater your improvement. Annan thought for a while, it would be fine if the new king returned a few days late, but the promotion of his subordinates was more important.
The forest is not far from the new king, and the movement here is expected to attract the attention of the city soon. Annan led the horse and carriage, cleared away the traces, and came to the place where the red dragon fell.
The adult red dragon overwhelms a forest and rests its head on a pine tree, forming a "bathing space".
It may not be the most miserable dragon to die, but it is definitely the most unlucky dragon this year.
When Annan came, except for one mage who did not join in the fun, a ranger was staring around. All seven warriors took off their clothes and ran to stand under the dragon's neck, feeling pain and happiness.
They were covered in blood, some from the red dragon, and some from their own blood.
"Come on! As long as someone wakes up, I will write you the story of Prince Annan and the seven dragon warriors!" Annan shouted to them.
As if hearing Annan's words outside, the seven soldiers roared together.
"If it were so easy to become a dragon warrior, the dragon clan would have been extinct long ago..." the mage whispered.
Annan glanced at the mage who said frustrated words: "If you have nothing to do, go and build a wooden house."
"Oh."
(End of this chapter)