Son of the Olden Days

After entering the woodland, the speed of the wolves has obviously improved. Relying on his own sense of crisis, Thor succeeded in avoiding the attacks of these short-haired beasts several times.

However, luck didn't seem to be on his side today, and he didn't find any trees suitable for climbing along the way.

After reaching the foot of the mountain on the side of the forest, Sol could only continue running along the mountain.

I don't remember how long it took to run, but a huge depression suddenly appeared on the mountain wall, and Thor rushed in directly. It's not because he judged that there are more chances of survival here, but because he can't run anymore.

Running for a long time consumes too much, and my physical strength is almost reaching the limit, at least I have to leave some strength to swing the sword.

The space in the col is wider than expected, with an open-air circular, semi-enclosed structure.

It didn't go deep, and Thor quickly touched the mountain wall after rushing in, without any accidental dead end. He didn't get too frustrated, and he didn't waste time looking for other outlets that were almost impossible to exist.

Turning and leaning against the mountain wall, Thor bends down to support his knees and gasps vigorously, cherishing every opportunity to breathe.

After his breathing became slightly stable, he pulled out the long sword behind him. Since the battle is unavoidable after all, let it be here. Leaning on the mountain wall is at least much better than encircling the pack of wolves in the wilderness.

The wolves didn't get close immediately, but Thor knew that they were watching him in the darkness not far away, and he could even vaguely see their fluorescent eyes in the darkness.

After waiting for a while, Thor suddenly realized that the wolves were a bit strange. They seemed to be far away and did not attack. They just made some wild beasts in the darkness outside of his field of vision.

Demonstration? alert? Still waiting for an opportunity? He could not tell.

Just when Thor secretly wondered, something seemed to be moving on the right side beside him. As he instinctively tilted his head, Saul suddenly saw a large flame appearing out of thin air in the darkness.

The flame was hard to describe. It was not a small cluster or a ball of fire, but flew past Sol with strong wind and high temperature like a wall of fire, blowing his hair and clothes flying.

what is that? For a moment, Thor's head was a little confused, and this question popped up subconsciously. But in the next instant he had the answer in his heart, because he remembered that when the flame appeared just now, he actually saw it in the blink of an electric flint.

It was a huge head, to be precise, it was the head of a dragon.

It is not a legend that there is a dragon named Teles living in the sleeping forest, but a real thing.

It is said that many years ago there were a few idiots who were overpowered, clamoring to slaughter the dragon to prove their bravery. Since they reunited with their ancestors, people finally saw the reality and adopted an attitude of staying away from the dragon.

Thor had heard adventurers talk about the dragon Teles more than once, but he never cared, because he never thought he would have the courage to provoke such a big guy.

And now, after a panic escape, he seemed to have broken into the dragon's lair, and the dragon Teles was by his side, not far away.

Didn’t the book say that dragons usually entrenched themselves in caves, occasionally collecting some gold and silver, and having to harass the village? But now it's what's going on in this open-air mountain col.

Well, those **** authors are deceptive.

The scorching dragon's breath just sprayed out in time, and the magic horned wolf pack died at least half of the time in a large area of ​​flame coverage, and the rest had already clamped their tails and wailed and fled.

An orange-red demon soul was swaying on the ground not far away, wondering if it was left by the poor scarfaced old wolf. It turns out that they have been hiding in the distance and have not attacked themselves, obviously realizing that they have entered the dragon's territory.

It was a group of guys with very hard heads. After laughing at the group of stupid wolves, Thor suddenly had cold sweat behind his back against the mountain wall.

After a while, he felt something, and silently stood up straight, let his back leave the place where he was relying, and then quietly stretched out his hand and touched behind him.

Some are rough and some are smooth, there seem to be irregular edges and corners, like large...scales?

It turned out that I didn't lean on the mountain wall I thought, but kept leaning on the dragon.

There was silence around, but Thor always felt that there was some invisible oppression entwining him.

For the better, maybe this giant dragon is wise. After all, if he rushed into the mountain col and it spewed indiscriminately attacking dragon's breath, then he must have been cooked.

Of course, it's also possible that the dragon's mind didn't care about which ant came first and which ant came later, but when a bunch of bugs gathered there buzzing, it drove away a little impatiently.

The point is, what should we do now? How did you get out of this mountain col?

Assuming this dragon is wise, would it be impolite to leave without saying anything? But if someone else is sleeping, will he step up and beep, will it bother and irritate the other person?

After struggling for a long time, Thor finally followed the dragon's slender neck and walked to the huge dragon head.

"Thank you, friend, you saved my life." Sol said in a quiet volume.

The dragon stretched his neck and lay there, without making any response, not even opening his eyes.

Thor was relieved, he didn't expect the other person to take a high look at him.

After saying what to say and expressing the politeness that should be expressed, Thor faced the dragon, gently walking like a thief, slowly backing towards the exit of the col.

Until the outline of the dragon faded out of his field of vision, he was still staring at the dark direction with his nerves tense, ready to roll at any time.

In theory, wanting to avoid the dragon's breath by rolling is obviously a new joke, but Thor thinks that there is always something to be done. If the dragon's breath is really sprayed over, he still has to roll as much as he can.

For a short period of time, Ruthor retreated in a thrilling manner. Fortunately, the worst result did not appear, and the dragon seemed to ignore him.

Saul hesitated when passing by the orange demon soul.

If the demon soul remains unattended after it appears, it will naturally fade away after a long time.

The big guy was obviously very high in rank, and he probably didn't like this thing, Saul deceived himself to judge.

In line with the principle of not wasting, he took a deep breath, and finally stretched out his sinful paw, hanging above the devil soul.

The whole process was quiet, and in the end Saul walked out of the col safely and completed an ups and downs chapter in his adventure career.

Shuggs may be right, but Saul is not a normal person.

A few days later, he came to this col again.

"Friend, I happened to be passing by, come to see you."

Thor yelled from the back of the mountain into the col, then immediately retracted his head.

No response.

Once again, he fumbled and fumbled in front of the dragon, and Thor poured out some fresh fish he had brought.

The dragon Teles was still lying quietly with his neck curled.

The scene was a bit awkward.

Since the other party had no desire to communicate, Saul did not bother him, and left quietly again.

The next day, Saul was surprised to find that the fish had disappeared. He finally realized how the ghoul who saved the female mage felt in the short story he had read.

That's great.

Now that the dragon has accepted his kindness, it has the basis to become friends.

Later, Sol had been there many times, occasionally bringing some fish or food he thought he could get.

This kind of courage was originally tempered, but later he became more courageous. He often relied on the dragon's neck and talked to the dragon about some life feelings and harassing others.

Is it sleeping or healing? Doesn't it go hunting for food? How long has it slept here? Every time I face the dragon Thor, there are always countless questions.

The dragon Teles never responded to him, it just lay there all the time, not flying or moving, as quiet as a neuropathy.

Fortunately, Saul is not a normal person.

So Suddenly, Sol has a huge friend in his life.

In other words, it is good that a madman has found another neuropathy.

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Saul is satisfied with the life here in the Tombkeeper's hut, he is free in time, and he has enough room to arrange what he wants to do.

The only inconvenience in the cabin is the water problem. After all, it does not have its own water source like the bottom of the well. There is a puddle connected to the underground river.

In order to solve the water problem of the tombkeeper's hut, Sol had to take a bucket to the lake from time to time to fetch water.

The lake is located to the southeast of the cottage, not far or near.

What really worries Sol is not the distance, but the possibility of encountering various beasts or enemies usually near the water source, such as lakes and rivers.

Regarding the lakes and rivers, there are always various rumors that are difficult to distinguish between the authenticity and the authenticity. Some say that there are powerful hosts living in them, and some say that the undead of drowned people will run to the shore to dance.

So every time he went to fetch water, Thor always trembled, for fear of encountering an enemy he could not handle.

He thinks that even if he is going to die, he should have died in a scene of intense passion, rather than the trivial matter of sneaking to the lake to take a bath.

I went more often, and after getting familiar with it, Saul began to test frantically on the edge of danger.

He shoveled the water weeds in the shallow water area of ​​the lake, where there are often some blood-sucking bugs.

After clearing out a clean area, he was no longer satisfied with standing on the shore to pour water with a bucket, but began to bravely enter the water, even holding the shore to learn to swim on his own.

Sol has always believed that what his mentor said was right.

"To overcome fear, go to the most terrible place."

For example, now he is very comfortable, floating naked on the water, sometimes rippling with the water, and occasionally raising his hand to pinch the bugs close to him.

But the days of such ease are running out, and the **** winter is coming soon.

It was late autumn and it was time to make some preparations, and Thor returned to the shore with his **** naked, picking up his pants while thinking.

"shameless!"

A shout of curse suddenly came from behind, and Thor shook his hands in fright, and his pants fell to the ground.

There is clearly a lake behind him, how could there be anyone? Thoughts are fleeting.

Thor bent down, his first reaction was not to pick up his pants, but to grab the hilt and turn backhand to make a semicircle.

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