Wizard: This witcher is not doing his job

Chapter 85

Regarding Wayne's proposal, Borch thought for a while before agreeing.

This is actually a kind of self-confidence. The dragon standing at the top of the food chain, and it is also a golden dragon that knows magic, and has two powerful Zerikan female warriors as bodyguards. He is not afraid of a few people with evil intentions.

And after everyone treated each other frankly, many things and information can be communicated very well, and there is no need to beat around the bush like in the past.

From Borch's mouth, Wayne knew the whole picture of the matter.

About six days ago, the day before meeting Wayne, when Borch and his two female guards were traveling to Temeria, they suddenly heard the green dragon's cry for help from Holeburr hundreds of miles away. Signal.

This is a kind of mysterious magic among the dragons, which can transmit the signal for help within a thousand miles, and is known by all the dragons.

Dragons are becoming rarer and rarer in this world, and purebred dragons that can use magic are even rarer.

As an extremely rare golden dragon, Borch has only seen a few of his own race so far. Its life is lonely, and the only ones who accompany it are those Zerikhan tribes who enshrine it, love it, and protect it.

But because of the unequal status of the two parties, Borch has not had a real friend so far.

It is rare to encounter the help magic of the same family, and it is also hesitating whether to take the risk to rescue her.

It wasn't until he drank and played cards with Wayne, bragging and chatting, and experienced the joy of equal communication, that Borch made up his mind to save that fellow.

"From her distress magic, I know that she is a female dragon hatching a dragon egg, and the child is about to be born."

"When she was hunting sheep on the grassland, she was poisoned by a group of civilians, which made her fall into an extremely weak state."

"She now desperately needs a kinsman to go to her cave and protect her children."

Wayne nodded understandingly. For humans, dragons are inherently dangerous and vicious. Slaying dragons can not only gain honor, but also a lot of wealth, but for Borch and the green dragon who are also dragons Say, maybe humans are the danger.

The four rode for a certain distance and came to a wilderness far away from the town. After making sure that there was no one around, Borch got off his horse and came to an open space.

He nodded to Wayne, and then his figure swayed, as if there was a sound of magic breaking, and he swelled into a giant in the blink of an eye.

This is a golden monster about three stories high.

Its head is not big, without the horrible horns and fangs in fantasy novels, it is neither ferocious nor ugly, but has a strange beauty.

The small head hangs on the round chest, the slender neck draws a perfect arc, and the tail wraps around the outstretched claws.

There's an indescribable elegance to it, a feline air that even overlooks its reptilian appearance.

But it is undoubtedly a reptile, bright yellow eyes revealing a bright and fierce light, the scales seem to have been finely painted with paint, almost the whole body is golden.

When it opened its huge ten-meter-long wings, the beautiful wings covered with golden scales, it was hard to believe that this was a beautiful creature transformed from a short and fat Borch.

Wayne stared at the golden dragon dazedly for several seconds. He has been in this world for several years, and the golden dragon is probably the most beautiful fantasy creature he has ever seen except for the beautiful and holy goddess of the lake.

As a dragon with outstanding wisdom, Borch's every move is more like a well-educated gentleman than a wild beast.

It didn't open its mouth, but a majestic male voice sounded in his mind, which was telepathy, a special kind of magic.

"My real name is Velentre Tanmes, which means Three Jackdaws in the ancient language."

"Wayne, if you're ready, let's go, the two of us."

"Our horses are temporarily handed over to Tia and Via for safekeeping. A group of Zerikan warriors have arrived in the Northern Kingdom, and they will arrive here in about three or four days. Via will join them."

"If swords must be fought when the time comes, these fighters will fight for me."

Hearing this, Wayne looked at the two Zerike girls, who also looked at him at the same time, Tia smiled, and Weiya flirted provocatively. The charming gesture made him unable to help but think. Thinking of the madness of the night before departure.

He nodded, took off his weapons and equipment from Lucifer, carried them on his back, followed the golden dragon's tail, and nimbly climbed onto its back.

The scales and skin folds there just formed a groove, just enough to help him stabilize his body and prevent him from slipping off the dragon's back.

"In that case, let's go."

"According to what you said, that green dragon has been poisoned for many days, maybe it is very dangerous now."

The golden dragon nodded, without any further words, it directly spread its beautiful golden wings, and flew into the sky with a strong air current.

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Flying is an experience that every human being has fantasized about. In his previous life, Wayne was a rural kid who had never even been on an airplane. Riding on the back of a dragon and soaring into the sky was a unique and novel experience for him.

The only pity is that it is still spring, and it is too cold to fly at high altitude without any protection.

Borch was protected by scales and dragon skin, so he might not feel it, but Wayne was really chilled by the cold wind high in the sky.

However, he was still a demon hunter after all, and his physical fitness was much stronger than that of ordinary people. Apart from feeling cold, he would not really suffer any harm.

Riding on the back of a dragon, looking down at the scenery below, Borch led him through a forest, climbed up a mountain range, and crossed a wasteland on the mountain. After circling a few times at the top of the mountain, he found a fairly hidden place. cave.

The entrance of the cave is very large, and the field of vision is quite wide. Borch flapped his wings and slowly stopped on the open space outside the cave entrance.

Before he could stabilize his figure, a slightly sharp dragon's roar came from the cave.

Wayne couldn't understand what it meant, he didn't know if it was a threat or a cry for help, but Borch waited until Wayne fell from it to the ground, and immediately took graceful and dexterous steps, and got into the cave.

Seeing this, he didn't care to be cautious, and followed Jinlong into the cave together.

The interior space of the cave is also very wide. The ceiling of the cave is about 30 meters high from the ground. There are some green moss and vines growing on the top of the mountain and the rock wall. Even a golden dragon with a height of more than ten meters walks in the cave. to restraint.

However, the green dragon in the cave was obviously not as civilized and intelligent as Borch. As soon as he entered the cave, Wayne was suffocated by the feces piled up in the corner of the cave and the stench of carrion left over from eating.

It's a pity that in the world of demon hunters, dragon dung is just ordinary dung, which has no value at all. Even dragons, except for their dragon teeth, claws, blood and internal organs, which can be used as magic materials, other parts are also similar to ordinary lizards. There is not much difference.

Borch was not affected by the stench. Hearing the faint roar of the dragon coming from the cave, his footsteps became faster, and he seemed to have a sense of anticipation to run with the netizens.

After advancing for more than 20 meters, Borch and Wayne saw the real master. This is a female dragon with gray-green scales all over the body. Only about six or seven meters.

With her tail and wings coiled, she held a half-meter-tall white dragon egg in her arms. She opened her bloody mouth wide, and with pale yellow vertical pupils, she watched vigilantly at the person and dragon coming in from the entrance.

Such a defensive posture still has some deterrent effect on those ignorant farmers or arrogant soldiers, but as a monster expert, Wayne can clearly feel that this green dragon is very weak and has no resistance at all. It can even be said that he has reached his deathbed.

It has been about six or seven days since she was poisoned, and I don't know what kind of poison the farmer of Holoburr gave her, so even a powerful dragon couldn't bear it, and almost died.

And the dragon egg that is about to hatch in her arms may be the main reason for her to survive as long as she survives.

Golden Dragon Bolch and her looked at each other for about 2 minutes, probably using telepathy to communicate. Wayne didn't say much when he saw this, but looked at the legendary dragon's nest with curious eyes.

Dragons are very rare creatures. Even demon hunters seldom see this kind of beast. In many stories, the dragon's lair often symbolizes wealth. Sure enough, he just glanced around and found the legendary Dragon's Treasure.

Behind the coiled green dragon, a pile of gold coins and precious stones lying on the ground formed a small mountain. The number is not too many, there are about two or three thousand gold coins of different types, and among these piled gold coins Among them, there are also many rough gemstones.

Wayne calculated it, and couldn't help being a little speechless. This treasure must be considered an astronomical figure for ordinary people, but for those princes and nobles, they probably can only buy a luxurious manor.

I just don't know, what's the point of collecting these treasures for these dragons who live in the wilderness, feed on raw and carrion, and never deal with civilized society?
And just when Wayne was curious about this question, the golden dragon Borch next to him seemed to have encountered something happy suddenly. The golden and elegant body stood upright, flapped its beautiful golden wings a few times, opened its dragon mouth, Let out a pleasant dragon cry.

Wayne looked up at the cheerful golden dragon, wondering what happened to it.

But soon, Borch's joyful voice came into his mind.

"My friend, congratulations, I not only have a wife, but also a child."

"Mirgata Brek is willing to be my consort."

(End of this chapter)