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Ever since Frius appeared, I've been restless and in a daze, letting them finish the whole ritual at the mercy of them, thinking about how to meet him and how to get his attention.
But I couldn't even make a sound.
Until the ceremony was over, I watched Frius stand up and resign to the patriarch of the Golden Dragon Clan, and the entire dragon clan stood up again to send him away. The people from the Golden Dragon Clan also prepared to escort me away to the so-called "new house".
I stood there still, my feet rooted, and watched as Frius flung his cape and turned away. The scenes of the past are constantly replayed in front of him - a poor and white lord who was bullied by others found a dragon on the beach that was too proud to even speak; the two armies were fighting, but the dragon fell from the sky; Go back to your own small treasury; rush to the front in every battle; foolishly take the poem to see the crying little lord flying in the sky; face the curse of the Snow Maiden and fly back to block in front of the little lord...
The little lord gradually became the largest lord in the entire Vanas Continent, but the dragon flapped its wings and flew over the sea of death.
Then all the pictures lost their color, and I sat on the vast land, but spent every day waiting in vain. Andy's betrayal, drifting alone in the turbulent sea of death in a small boat, trying his best to find out more information in the mercenary union, King Ander's calculations, the panic of being trapped in the Golden Dragon Race... all of this can't be counted. What, and I put up with all this just to see that dragon again one day, put my arms around his neck and tell him I miss him.
You see, being a lord is quite boring, my brother has grown up, and the people of Vanas are living happily now... Having said so much, um, actually I just wanted to ask, if possible, can I be my replacement this time? following you
In the dead of night, I rehearsed these words countless times, but I didn't want to say it too late one day. I was so close to him that I didn't have a chance to speak.
It was as if a fire was burning in my internal organs, and another cold air gradually spread to my whole heart. I heard the surprised voice of the Golden Dragon Clan next to me saying, "Why is this human being so immobile?"
They stretched out their hands to forcefully pull me away. I closed my eyes, put my hand on my heart, and said the name silently in my heart.
Aver.
Having been through so much to get here, I am not willing to miss it.
The unbearable chill of ordinary people gradually filled my whole body, my teeth rattled involuntarily, and the Jinlong people who came to pull me were so excited by the chill that they let go of their hands. , an ice dragon with full beard, hair and scales condensed from the cold air roared out of my heart.
All the dragons looked at this change in shock, and looked even more shocked at the ice dragon I created, whispering.
They said that the dragon and the prototype of His Highness the Ice Emperor were very similar.
They say, a human being, how is that possible.
Nearby dragons began to join hands to try to deal with me. The ice dragon formed with the power of the Frius Dragon Ball stubbornly blocked in front of me and blocked a series of attacks for me.
I saw Ivi Zebo finally stopped, turned sideways and looked in my direction, lips moved slightly, and a faint light flashed in my eyes - since the light was restored, my eyesight has become better than before Much more than the normal level of ordinary people. I didn't understand why before, but I probably understand now - the world in my eyes should be the world that Frius can see.
The power of urging the Frius Dragon Ball far beyond my own ability made me feel cold all over my body, but my inside was very hot, as if there was a fire burning again, a strange and familiar power suddenly rose up - I With open arms, the flames rose and burned with me as the center, separating me and all the dragons present. The fire is raging, burning the sky, and I can feel that it is from my own power, the power of fire.
The surrounding dragons turned into prototypes and vacated to avoid the flames, but the territory of the golden dragons could not be rescued and fell into a sea of fire. The dragons present tried to use ice and snow spells to put out the fire, but they couldn't.
"How is that possible," they looked at the ice dragon in front of me in shock again, "... This kind of ice and snow suppression power is His Highness the Ice Emperor..."
All eyes turned to Frius for a moment.
He didn't realize it, just strode towards me with a hint of caution.
The moment the ice dragon touched the main lord, it turned into a mist of water and dissipated.
Then I saw Frius walk through the layers of fire and step by step towards me.
My fire can't hurt him.
Because I would never want him to get hurt.
Just like in the past, every time he rushed to the front, I would be nervous.
He stood in front of me with his eyes closed, lowered his head slightly to "look" at me, stretched out his hand to touch my face, and whispered, as if carefully confirming something: "You..."
I bowed my head and couldn't say a word. I could only shake my head desperately and not cry.
I also feel that it’s okay for me to cry. Anyway, I’m so old that I haven’t read Heigl. It must be because of lack of venting, not because of lack of heroism.
His voice suddenly froze: "...What's the matter? Why don't you speak? What's wrong with your voice?!"
He rubbed my throat with his hand, and after a while, he seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and drew a small seal on my Adam's apple with his finger, unlocking the seal of the Golden Dragon Clan.
I felt a loosening in my throat, and suddenly thousands of words poured out. Finally, I raised my head and looked at Frius's very beautiful but unfamiliar face. go back."
Frius honestly turned into a dragon in an instant.
I stood on tiptoe and wrapped my arms around his neck, and the tears came down with a "swoosh". After holding it for a long time, I finally choked and muttered: "What's wrong with your eyes?"
Frius stroked my cheek and the top of my head with his kiss, and said lightly: "It's okay, this is not very good. I will be your wings in the future, and you will be my eyes."
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