Augusta sat silently and sternly on the sofa in the living room, flipping through an academic journal in the magical world that had just arrived. What annoyed him was that he didn't read a single word of it, and those proper nouns that were already rather obscure at the moment made his head swell like an alien language. And all because Kefir was circling around him like a bee—not only as diligent as a bee, but as buzzing as a bee.
"Your Excellency Augusta, would you like some tea?"
"Your Excellency Augusta, would you like some snacks?"
"Mr. Augusta, would you like a blanket?"
"Your Excellency Augusta, can I open the window?"
"Lord Augusta..."
The magician couldn't bear it anymore and threw the journal out. "It's so noisy! Shut up! Can't you be quiet for a while!"
Kefir made a gesture of zipping his mouth, indicating that he would shut up obediently. He helped Augusta retrieve the journal (like a good retriever would do, Augusta murmured), leaned over to the magician, and kissed it on his lips without any permission from his master. He pecked lightly, and fled into the kitchen before Augusta got angry.
"You, how dare you!" Augusta covered her mouth, blushing.
Kefir poked his head out of the kitchen treacherously: "Aren't we dating? What's the matter with a kiss?"
"Who allowed you to speak?!"
Kefir grimaced, his tail wagging like a spinning electric fan. Augusta thought bitterly, when the next batch of medicinal materials ordered arrived, he would immediately go to the alchemy laboratory to retreat and work out the potion that restored the wolf's ears and tail, so that he would never have to see that furry big wolf again. The tail dangled back and forth in front of him, not to mention being in the way, as if even the tip of his heart was being scratched by the tail.
Ding dong—
Doorbell rang. Augusta sat still: "Kefir, go and open the door!"
The werewolf youth bounced to the entrance, but before he opened the door, the doorbell rang again. It seemed the visitor was getting impatient.
He opened the door, fully expecting Quintina or Mr. Leopold to stand outside, or a unicorn who was too idle to run into the house to take a bath (what body part did it use to ring the doorbell?), The result was unexpected—the visitor was a strange young man.
"Uh, are you...?"
The young man has black hair, which is different from the black hair of ordinary people. His hair has a purple luster, which looks like some kind of strange metal. At first glance, he seemed to be about the same age as Kefir, but after a while, Kefir felt that he might be much older than himself, but he looked younger. The young man's expression was indifferent, showing a trace of irritability. Facing Kefir who came to greet him, he didn't show any gentle expression on his face, as if Kefir was just a sculpture in front of the door. Kefir felt that this young man looked more like a sculpture. His face was deeply contoured, like an ideal handsome man carefully carved by a sculptor, and no one could look away. If there is anything unusual about him, it is his eyes - very different from ordinary people, the irises are amber-like gold, and the pupils are fusiform like lizards. Once you notice his eyes, people will feel creepy. In fact, Kefir was so frightened that the hair on his tail exploded.
"Is His Excellency Archmage Augusta here?" the young man asked indifferently.
"Yes. Who are you and what can you do with him? Hey, wait a minute!"
Hearing Kefir say "I'm here", the young man rudely pushed Kefir away and went straight into the house without even changing his shoes. He had come with a huge trailer, and now he had left it at the door. Kefir didn't know whether to drive him away or welcome him in kindly, he was at a loss at the entrance, and finally could only shout: "Your Excellency Augusta! Someone is looking for you!"
The young man walked into the living room and quickly scanned the surrounding environment, as if a soldier was looking for a favorable terrain that could be used on the battlefield. Augusta raised his head from his magic academic journal, and watched the young man walk to his door in a grand manner, and sat down on the sofa opposite, with a casual posture, as if he was the master of the room.
Augusta looked hesitantly at the young man, then at Kefir in the distance. "Your acquaintance?"
Kefir called: "Isn't it your acquaintance?"
"What are you kidding! I don't know this person at all!"
"What? Seeing how familiar he is, I thought he was your friend!"
"How could I have such a friend?!"
Both of them turned their gazes to the young man. The young man crossed his legs and tapped his knees rhythmically with his fingers, like a customer sitting bored in a restaurant waiting for the waiter to serve the food.
"Are you Augusta Holwich?"
Simply inexplicable! Augusta roared in his heart. Why did a stranger break into my house early in the morning, acting like an old friend I've known for years? Where the hell did this guy come from? What's the matter with Kefir, how can you let strangers in
He closed the journal with a snap and threw it aside.
"I am Augusta Holwich. Who are you?"
"You don't need to know my name."
... I fuck you! Augusta secretly cursed like a unicorn.
"So, what's your business? I've never had a hard time with strangers who broke into my house." Augusta said darkly.
"I've come to ask for your help."
Where is your attitude of asking for help! Augusta resisted the anger of blowing up the strange young man, and said sarcastically: "You don't look like you want anything from anyone."
The young man glanced at him strangely, as if to say, "I have already condescended to come to your house, what else do you want?" There was a fishy sweetness in Augusta's throat.
"If there's nothing important, I'll ask you out!" he threatened.
The young man stopped tapping his fingers on his knees. "Your Majesty the Archmage is well-informed, you must have heard stories like 'the dragon captures the princess'?"
"... I have heard of it, but is there any connection?"
"The dragon captures the princess, and the king seeks help from the warriors in the world. Whoever can rescue the princess will get a large reward. The warrior can not only defeat the dragon, rescue the princess, win the bounty, and often win the princess' heart. "
"Well, I know that too. But what's the connection?"
"That's why I came to ask you for help."
Augusta's brain was running fast. The dragon captures the princess, the king looks for the warrior, and the warrior defeats the dragon... Oh wait, since this young man is asking for help, is it possible that he is playing the role of the king in the story
"You mean a woman next to you was taken away by a dragon, so you want me to help you rescue her?"
"...No." The young man looked at Augusta with pity, as if he was mentally handicapped.
"What the hell is that!"
"A man broke into my house shamelessly, and I can't get rid of it. Until the matter is settled, I think I'll have to live with you. I've brought my luggage, let your werewolf servant bring it in. I am helpless, I can only seek help from His Excellency Archmage Augusta, please drive away that man for me."
"Aren't you talking about yourself?!"
The young man looked at Augusta with pity again.
"… no."
The magician had a splitting headache. Is this guy mentally ill? Mental illness in the true sense is not a person like Kefir who goes crazy... All in all, let him be stabilized first, it is terrible for a mental patient to get sick! By the way, you have to call the police to see if anyone in the nearby area has reported missing persons...
"Oh, Kefir, please bring this gentleman's luggage in." Augusta pretended to call.
Kefir muttered and picked up the suitcase that the young man had left at the door. He thought it was just an ordinary box, and there were at most some clothes in it, but he didn't expect the box to be surprisingly heavy! He screamed, and the box fell to the ground with a heavy, muffled sound.
"What's in your suitcase? A box of big rocks?" Kefir wailed and picked up the suitcase. He didn't take two steps, only to hear a "hiss", the suitcase itself couldn't bear the weight of the objects inside , the whole child cracked! A bunch of glittering things slipped out of the box, almost blinding Kefir's eyes!
"This is... gold coins? So many gold coins? A box of gold coins?" Kefir exclaimed.
Augusta immediately prepared a defensive spell. It's over, he thought, this young man must be mentally ill, or a robber, who came to his house just after robbing the bank, what if the police think they are accomplices? No, as a law-abiding citizen, he should call the police immediately!
The young man glanced at the gold coin indifferently: "Don't panic, these are all mine."
"your?"
"My legal private property. Is it weird to take some cash when traveling?"
"It's not strange to bring cash when you go out, but it's very strange to bring a whole box - or gold coins -!"
The young man sighed: "Well, the matter has come to this, I can only tell the truth. In fact, I am a dragon."
An awkward silence.
The young man didn't care about their stares, and said lightly: "I am a dragon. A man broke into my lair rudely, and even lingered shamelessly. I have no choice but to come here for help." Archmage Augusta."
"Wait, wait a minute! Since you are a dragon, why can't you drive away a human being? If it doesn't work, why don't you just bite him to death?"
The young man showed surprise on his face: "What era is it now, how can I kill people casually? That's a crime!"
You are a good dragon who obeys the law!
"Then the story you told about the princess being taken away by the dragon...what does it have to do with your plight?"
"It doesn't matter. I heard that you humans like to beat around the bush when you talk. Before you talk about the real thing, you have to talk about something that seems irrelevant but relevant to arouse the topic. That's why I talked about the story about the dragon who captured the princess."
"You misunderstood humans!"
"Really? But our conversation went well..."
"Successful fart! No, why on earth did you ask me for help? You can't call the police? No, no, there seems to be no police in the world who specialize in dragon clan..."
"Because the person who broke into my lair has a very special status. It is said that the only person in the world who can rival him is Augusta Hollich. Otherwise, I wouldn't have traveled thousands of miles to such a remote place..."
Augusta suddenly had an ominous premonition.
"What was the intruder's name?"
The youth in the form of a dragon uttered a name. After Augusta knew it was him, he didn't feel surprised at all. That guy looks like the kind of guy who would do something like that!
"He is a magician like you. He is called Archmage Cavodian."