Medieval Empire Soldier

   Chapter 64 Sixty-four · The secret of a barbecue for a dragon

   After enjoying the delicious barbecue, the well-fed people fell asleep. The sergeants were responsible for the follow-up cleaning, while the wood elves and the kingdom knights took advantage of the night to walk along the outer forest.

  The night in April in the north is slightly cold. The dark night adds a hazy feeling to the dense forest. The sky is cloudless and the stars are bright.

The   Wood Elf was dressed in a strong suit, with high waisted breeches that framed his well-proportioned thighs, a dark green ranger cape draped over his shoulders, and his long brown hair that shimmered down to his waist. His beautiful appearance was particularly attractive under the moonlight.

   "You asked about the level of the dragon's strength?" Katarina was slightly taken aback after hearing the question from the kingdom knight.

   She frowned and said: "The lifespan of giant dragons is much longer than you think, Lailun, their strength becomes stronger with the increase of lifespan."

   "The Lieyang Dragon, the Silver Moon Dragon, and the Yaoxing Dragon, these three different appellations correspond to the infancy, adulthood, and prime of the dragon, respectively."

"A pastor friend of mine has collected several documents about dragons, but there are three different groups of dragons recorded in it, which seems to be a little different from what you said." The grass made a salsa sound.

"The ignorant anthropologist has never seen the scene of a giant dragon flying in the sky. Most of the documents circulated in your human empire are copied from the short stacks in the mountains, which are excessively demeaning and add a lot of imaginary sentences, and nothing to do with a lie. The difference." The wood elf rolled his eyes at Leren.

   "But well~"

   Her eyes moved, she tilted her head, and the curvature of the corner of her mouth seemed to tease him: "The Elf Eslai next to you knows a lot about dragons~"

   "Oh? Then please, this noble Eslai, give me a detailed answer."

  Katarina took a few steps to the front, turned her arms around her chest, and looked at Laren with a smile: "If you beg me, I'll tell you."

   "What if I choose to refuse?"

   "Hum, then I won't tell you~"

  “.”

  Lairn showed a helpless look, raised his head and looked at the moonlight quietly, to express his silent protest to the wood elves.

   "Forget it, I changed my mind." Katarina's crisp voice sounded from the side of the kingdom knight: "You agree to a request first, and I will tell you the dragon's secret."

The    Kingdom Knight guessed Katarina's thoughts and followed the words: "Tell me about it."

"The barbecue you made just now is delicious. I have never eaten such delicious food in Lauren Loren Forest." Katarina pursed her cherry lips subconsciously. It was obvious that the barbecue was very tempting to her. force.

  Lyren smiled and said: "So, your request is to eat barbecue again?"

   "Not once, but three times! That's the dragon's secret. Compared with the dragon's secret, roast meat is insignificant!" Katarina's cheeks were hot, and it was the first time she made such a request.

   "Once." Lallen raised an eyebrow.

   "Impossible! Three times!" She gave Laren three fingers angrily.

"once."

   "Human, you're going too far, so those two times are okay!"

   "Just once." Lallen pretended to be impatient. "I can ask other scholars for help on this question."

"you!."

  The wood elf was fed up with the bargaining. Katarina turned her head away and said angrily, "Just once, what's so great."

The    Kingdom Knight smiled silently and walked to her side: "All ears."

"In Thor Litaner's Palace under the Gold and Silver Sacred Tree, the history of the rise of the giant dragon is recorded in detail, and the reason why this great creation that once dominated the sky and covered the sky is becoming rarer and rarer." Kata Lina pondered for a while, then slowly said: "Since thousands of years ago, during the reign of our cousin Asur's Phoenix King 'Slaughter' Titris, a mysterious indolence has caused more and more Many dragons have fallen asleep, and only the ancient dragon song can wake them from their deep sleep."

   "Dragon Song?" Lallen asked curiously.

   "Accurately speaking, it is the song of Caledor." The wood elves explained: "This mysterious song is an ancient and closely guarded belief between our elves and dragons."

  Kingdom knight nodded and motioned her to continue.

"According to records, giant dragons in ancient times were distributed all over the world, and many subspecies dragons emerged, such as bipedal dragons, forest dragons, and frost demon dragons, but no matter in terms of strength or wisdom, subspecies dragons can never be compared to pure dragons. Blood dragon."

   Katarina briefly described the black dragon, the two cousins ​​of the dark elves and the high elves, in her eyes, they are all ulterior motives.

The birth of the black dragon also meant the division of the elves and the irreversible hostility: "The dark elves have some black dragons of their own, but they are black-hearted monsters mutated by dark magic and twisted by hatred, compared with the truly noble dragons, they are nothing but A miserable existence."

   "The wyvern is actually a subspecies of the dragon race?" Laren recalled in his mind the kind of beasts that gathered in the badlands of the south, and were wild and bloodthirsty by nature. It would be more appropriate to call them flying lizards.

   Wyverns have dark green and khaki scales, with mottled patterns on the scales, and the fangs of the beasts spread from the back of their bloated bodies to the tail hammer.

   "Noble dragons despise Wyverns very much, even the forest dragons dormant in the abyss, the Frost Demon Dragons in the extreme north, and any adult dragons are enough to kill Wyverns in their prime."

The wood elves sneered and said: "Their intelligence is only higher than that of ordinary beasts, which makes other dragons not admit that they are members of the dragon family. Wyverns are violent and savage, and only green-skinned orcs have a strong interest in them. ."

   "There should be a lot of dragons living in the vast Lauren Loren forest." Laren walked side by side with her, and his understanding of dragons was very shallow.

  The closer you are to the west, the more different the colors of the trees. A few tall trees with two people hugging each other have died. The mighty force of nature cannot drive away the corruption that spreads from the deep forest.

   "Are you talking about forest dragons? There are a few near the golden and silver sacred tree. The mount that Queen Marist rides in battle is a strong forest dragon Savannaha Friedrich."

Katarina raised her face and looked at a dying eucalyptus tree, she stretched out her palm and pressed it against the trunk: "It is certain that there are no more than twenty forest dragons living in Lauren Loren. , and they sleep most of the time, hibernating in the depths of the jungle or on the steep rock walls, and only a small amount of time to assist in the battle of Eslai."

   "How do you tell the difference between the Sun Dragon and the Silver Moon Dragon? By the color of their scales, or by the size of the dragon?" The Kingdom Knight stood a few steps behind her and asked.

After the   wood elf finished speaking, she closed her eyes and murmured to summon the spirit of the eucalyptus.

  After more than ten seconds, a trace of pale green luster slowly fell from the canopy and submerged into the withered and yellow trunk.

  The knights of the kingdom noticed that the branches of this tree sprouted new buds and radiated a new round of vitality. The branches of the surrounding trees rose without wind, as if expressing gratitude for the behavior of the wood elves.

   "Fantastic power, no wonder Eslay and Woodland Dryads live in harmony." Laylen said sincerely.

  The forest is the home of the wood elves. Katarina looked up at the eucalyptus trees that radiated vitality, and showed a shallow smile: "No matter what Eisley does, it can't make up for the kindness of the magic forest for taking in the elves."

   "Human, you seem to know Eslai very well." The wood elf exhaled lightly, calling out the spirit of the tree, which consumes a lot of physical and mental energy, but all the effort is worth it.

  Lyren smiled and said, "'The barrels are half full and swaying.'"

   "What do you mean?" The wood elf didn't understand what he said.

   The stream in front is surging, and the river flowing from the central mountain range is rushing along the river, nourishing the land on both sides.

   "A dwarf saying." The kingdom knight shrugged: "The translation in human language is a word 'show off'."

   "Showing off?" Katarina looked Laren up and down with amber eyes, and nodded her head in agreement: "Repeat the question you asked just now."

   "How can you tell the difference between dragons, from the color of their scales or their size?" Laren repeated.

The wood elf walked beside him and continued to walk: "The color of the scales is one aspect, the size of the body and the temperament of the dragon itself are also very important. The stronger the dragon, the more calm the nature, and their wisdom is not weaker than any creature. Legend has it that the wisest Dragon King of the Shining Star once communicated with the **** of knowledge, Hos."

"The youngest giant dragons in their infancy are called "sun dragons" by the elves. They have hot tempers, and their scales are colorful and warm; those dragons that surpass the fierce sun dragons in strength and wisdom are called "silver dragons". "Moon Dragons", they can skillfully use sharp claws and terrifying dragon flame breath to kill in the enemy's line; and those the oldest and most powerful dragons are called "Star Dragons", because they are really like the sky as old as the stars."

Mentioning Yaoxinglong, the wood elf's tone could not help a little more: "When a Yaoxinglong joins the battlefield, the scale of victory will tend to have the giant dragon, whose sharp claws are the sickle of the **** of death, and they ravage the entire army. A warrior, easily tearing a scorpion-tailed beast, or tearing off the head of a two-legged dragon; Yaoxinglong's physical strength, even the great demon favored by Chaos Evil God, needs to be deeply afraid in the battle with Yaoxinglong ."

   "This is so strong." After listening to Katarina's description, Laren murmured absentmindedly.

   In the last lottery draw, he got a dragon egg! One day in the future, he will ride a huge beast that covers the clouds and the sun, crushing all the enemies with a mighty thunder, just thinking about it makes one's blood boil!

  The knight of the kingdom stopped, grinned and stared blankly at the dark wilderness in the distance, falling into infinite reverie.

   The wood elf who was walking in front stopped. She frowned and leaned over to Lallen: "Hey! What's wrong with you? Are you tempted by Hekati, the goddess of desire?"

   Amber eyes followed the direction the kingdom knight was staring at, and he couldn't find even a nightingale, and Katarina patted the latter's arm hard.

   "Ah? Ah, ah." The tall kingdom knight woke up from a dream and apologized repeatedly.

  Katarina said coldly: "Are you still taking a walk? If you do this again, I will go back."

   She hated the feeling of being ignored. She hated it very much. Laren believed that as long as one of his answers was not good, the wood elves would definitely give him a slap in the face.

   "Sorry sorry, very sorry." Lallen spread his arms apologetically.

   "Bring out some practical compensation." Katarina tightened her dark green cloak and raised her chin slightly, revealing her fair neck.

"for example?"

   "Add one more roast and I'll forgive you." The wood elf blurted out, and she was still haunted by Laren's previous bargaining.

   "Hey, is this a clear robbery?" Lailun muttered: "Deal."

About ten minutes later, the two bypassed the stream in front and walked in the dark black forest. The temperature inside the forest was a little warmer than that in the wilderness. Most of the trunks of the trees were more than one person hugged, and the trees echoed each other. The sound of salsa was heard from time to time, covering up the footsteps of the two.

   "Katarina, how long does it take for a giant dragon to grow from a broken shell to a Shining Star Dragon?" Lailun asked questions as he walked forward cautiously.

The roots of the trees under his feet are intertwined. If he is not careful, his toes will stumble and bulge. Lailen carefully moves along the gap between the trees. He is not a wood elf and can move agilely on the treetops without worrying about falling. .

  Although his Sigma Chosen physique is resistant to beatings and falls, embarrassing himself in front of the Wood Elves will cause her ruthless ridicule.

   "Why do you ask this, does it have anything to do with you?" Katarina stuck her little head out of the treetops, making her feel very happy in the forest.

   "Maybe." The kingdom knight stretched out his hand to open the branch in front of him. He was almost hit in the cheek by the extremely flexible twig, but the wood elf was on top of his head, so he endured the mentality of breaking it.

"As far as I know, there are very few giant dragons living in the old world." Katarina tapped her toes and landed lightly in front of the kingdom knights: "If you want to ask a giant dragon from breaking its shell to its prime, it probably takes. One thousand to two thousand years."

   "Even longer," she added.

  "." Laren's figure was startled, and his face was immediately covered with black lines.

A thousand years? With his current strength, it is Sigma's blessing that he can live to be more than a hundred years old.

"They can live for more than 7,000 years at most. The elves of the long-lived species can't match the long lifespan of dragons, not to mention the two short-lived ghosts of you humans and dwarves." The wood elves walked along the gaps in the trees. Moving through the forest is unaffected.

   "Catarina, come and look at this." Lyron stopped her from behind.

  The light flashed, and a soft fiery red halo illuminated the surrounding dark black forest. Only a few beams of bright moonlight passed through the canopy and reflected on the eggshell that was dissatisfied with the scales.

   "You human, how can you have a dragon egg!" The wood elf's amber eyes glowed with surprise.

   She trembled unnaturally with excitement.

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