The dragon was keenly aware of Richard's malicious intentions and quickly swung its tail to block Richard's sight.
Richard had no choice but to look at the airspace behind where the dragon had flown, and found that there was no wake.
This is a little weird.
Generally speaking, when an aircraft using a jet engine flies through the air, the engine will eject high-temperature gas containing a large amount of water vapor backward. If the ambient temperature is relatively low, these high-temperature and high-humidity gases can quickly mix with the surrounding ambient air, causing the temperature to drop rapidly and the humidity to increase sharply. Coupled with the ejected granular dust, they can quickly condense to produce aircraft contrails, that is, Talk about the often-talked about airplane pull cord.
But the giant dragon does not have this phenomenon. It may be because the surrounding temperature is not low enough, or it may be because... it uses an unknown third way to fly, such as... magic.
There seems to be a record in "Chapter of Monroe" that among the first-level high-level spells, there is an anti-gravity spell that allows creatures to fly.
So the dragon is really...
Richard looked at the giant dragon and asked: "Gregory, let me ask you a question. Did you use dragon's breath when you breathed fire just now, or was it a so-called spell? If you used a spell, it means you are also equivalent to a spell caster. or, right
In this case, the structure in your body should be similar to that of a wizard, with structures such as a source of magic, so your flight uses magic? "
"Roar!" The giant dragon said, but did not answer. He asked instead, "The boy named Richard, you have asked me so many questions, can I ask you one question first?"
"Huh?" After hearing this, Richard's eyes flashed and he nodded: "Of course."
The dragon was about to make a sound.
But the next moment, I heard Richard say: "But your first question has just been asked, Gregory."
"..." Silence, the giant dragon named Gregory remained silent for a long time, as if he was reacting to Richard's words, or as if he was enduring a roar. After a long time, he buzzed again, "Then can I ask you two questions?"
Richard said: "Okay, but... this is the second one."
"...Then can I ask you four questions!"
"Okay. But you've finished asking again."
"Nonsense, when was it? I asked you three questions in total."
"Right now."
"..." Silence, a long silence, Richard could clearly feel Gregory's huge body shaking. In fact, Richard already knew what the other party wanted to ask, and he did this deliberately because he didn't want the other party to succeed.
However, in the face of setbacks, Gregory did not want to give up easily, and simply shouted: "Then can I ask you ten questions?!"
From Gregory's point of view, there is nothing he can do now, right
But Richard's method was very simple, and he said lightly: "No."
"I... ho ho ho!" Gregory was about to go berserk. He originally wanted to solve the problem in a gentlemanly way, but now he was too lazy to think about it so much. He shouted, "Damn boy named Richard, I don't care about you. Okay! I have to tell you again, you are my prisoner now, I kidnapped you! I will bring you to my daughter, if you dare to disobey and talk nonsense again, I will roast you first When you’re done, I’ll throw you from the sky. Do you know?”
Richard raised his eyebrows slightly. Just when Gregory thought that Richard was honest, he heard Richard speak slowly: "In other words, the kidnapper should be called a hostage, or a victim. Because he failed in the battle or surrendered , those who are captured by the enemy are called prisoners. The two should not be the same concept, right
In addition, if there is a threat, it is nothing more than a threat to life. But a person only has one life. If you cook me well and throw me down again, I will not die twice. So why duplicate work? It should be easier to choose one of the methods to threaten.
besides… "
"That's enough! Roar!" If he could cover his ears at this moment, Gregory would do so without hesitation, but he couldn't. He could only roar to cover up Richard's voice.
At this moment, Gregory regretted why he kidnapped Richard. Maybe it would be a good choice to throw Richard down immediately. In this case...
Gregory's vertical eyes moved slowly...
…
In the afternoon.
The red sunset sank toward the western horizon.
In the sky above a forest, the giant dragon Gregory was flying, constantly buzzing: "Shut up! Roar! Shut up! Roar..."
This is a method he finally came up with - if he wants to prevent Richard from speaking or asking questions, he just needs to make sure that his voice is louder than Richard's.
Richard, who was sitting on his back, had a slightly helpless expression. He looked at the lush forest below, his eyes flashed, and he said to himself: "We are almost thousands of miles away from the Blue Lion Kingdom now. This should be considered some other kingdom or empire. Well, in this case..."
"Ho! Shut up! Roar! Shut up..."
“…”
"Puff puff-"
Suddenly, Gregory flapped his wings and dived downwards. Richard turned around and saw a small hill standing in the forest. There was also a huge black castle built on the hill.
"Huh? Doesn't the giant dragon live in the cave, but in the castle? Although it is different from the legend, but... it is reasonable..."
"Ho! Shut up! Roar! Shut up..."
“…”
"Whoop, poof!"
Gregory's huge body landed on the top of the hill, and his limbs left four huge depression marks on the ground. The first thing he did after that was to shake his body hard and throw Richard off his back.
It would be better if he fell to the ground in a panic. Gregory thought vindictively.
But he was disappointed.
With the lightness of the wind blessing him, Richard gently landed on the ground with his suitcase in hand.
Gregory glanced at it, turned his head disdainfully, and then shrank his whole body. Under Richard's slightly surprised gaze, he transformed into an adult man in his forties. His face looked a little sallow, but there was a bulge under his clothes. Explosive muscles, menacing momentum, and a majestic gaze.
"Is this... a transformation spell among spells?"
"Ahem, shut up!" Gregory rubbed his dry throat and said.
But in his human form, his voice was obviously not as loud as when he was in the dragon form, and he couldn't cover up Richard's voice.
I heard Richard ask: "This kind of change from one life form to another, the volume and structure should be completely different. Moreover, the most important thing is that the mass is also different. In this case, it does not comply with the conservation of mass." Law, I'm afraid that Mr. Lomonosov's coffin won't be able to be covered. Then... "
"Shut up, kid..." Gregory shouted a few more times, but found that he couldn't stop Richard from talking. He gave up and turned around and walked away, muttering in his mouth, "Wait, someone will deal with you." "
Just when Richard thought the other party was going to the black castle not far away, he didn't expect that the other party turned around and walked towards a cave nearby.
"So... still living in a cave?" Richard's eyes flickered.
The next moment, he frowned and suddenly sensed something. He turned around suddenly and saw a slightly petite figure walking up from the bottom of the mountain.