I, Lich, Can Raise a Dragon [Western Fantasy]

Sang Ni was suffocated in her heart, and did not say a word along the way, and Yaslansa also followed her silently.

In this way, she arrived at Sang Ni's residence without embarrassment and looked at the two neat rows of maids in the parlor. She waved her hand to tell them to go out and wait, but the door was open to avoid any bad words from outside.

"Please sit down." Sang Ni said stiffly, took the tea made by the maid and offered him a cup.

Aslansa sat across the coffee table, took the tea cup and put it aside, but still did not speak.

If you don't speak, don't speak, this guy still expresses a bit of grievance, as if she did something sorry for him.

Sang Ni's head is big, and at this time he can only bite the bullet and say: "Anyway, thank you for helping me out today. I got the news a bit late, so I didn't make it."

Aslansa: "...Hmm."

I can't talk anymore this day! The smile at the corner of Sang Ni's mouth was stiff as if it were made of plaster.

"I owe you another favor this time." Sang Ni tried to act as if nothing had happened.

"Do you really think that I am going to help you out?" Yaslanza suddenly got up, the heavy seat was suddenly turned a corner.

Fortunately, there were blankets on the ground, and the movement was not too big. The maid outside just took a subconscious glance.

Sang Ni was taken aback by him, and in order not to be abrupt, he could only stand up: "What's the matter? I didn't see you refuting anything when I said just now."

Yaslansa was about to be succumbed to death by her. Just before the emperor, Sang Niming clearly stated that he did not want to be the master of marriage. Of course he did not want to persecute her.

But he backed down and she took it for granted!

"In that case, I have nothing to say." He lowered his eyes and started to walk outside.

"You stop for me!" Before Sang Ni's mind turned around, he instinctively grabbed him by instinctively, "I haven't finished talking yet, what are you going for?"

Then she watched Yaslanza stop again, but lowered her head and refused to look at her.

"I'm sorry." Sang Ni felt that no matter what, it's always right to apologize first: "I...I really want to thank you for coming." At the end, his voice became smaller and less confident. It made her want to smoke herself.

How can you be so hypocritical? Which friend can help you so heartily, really or not?

Sang Ni silently spurned himself inwardly.

are you……?

Sang Ni opened her mouth and closed it again. She just couldn't ask for a simple sentence.

"Don't go." She finally said softly.

Death will take away a lot of things, and more and more, her face, conscience, vitality... The future of the Lich is very long, she does not want to go to the end and even no longer have basic humanity.

But there are always some obsessions that will not change.

For example, to have an existence that can be by her side forever.

The undead survive in the world by obsession.

It's just... "Don't go." She repeated, under the illusory brown eyes, a deep and terrible soul fire was burning silently.

"Do you only have this sentence?" Yaslansa didn't look back, and his tone was faint, but Sang Ni took a closer look and found that his ears were red.

"What else do you want to hear?" Sang Ni coaxed in a good voice, "I'll tell you."

Aslanza froze for a moment, and muttered a word in dragon language very quietly.

Sang Ni leaned closer: "You speak louder, I can't understand." She can speak a little dragon language, but it's mainly magical, and she doesn't understand daily conversations.

He said it again, and his voice became even smaller.

Sang Ni listened carefully, and finally only understood one word.

flame.

For the dragon clan, the extended meaning of flame is "companion".

"I don't understand it at all." Sang Ni deliberately shook his head: "Is it okay for you to talk humanly."

Aslansa: "...Ignorant human beings."

Sang Ni stepped on the toe of his shoe: "Shut up if you say bad things."

There was a maid waiting outside, and Sang Ni couldn't make too much of an artificial movement, and after stepping on this foot, the previous ambiguous atmosphere was almost destructive.

"Sit down, I have something to discuss with you." Sang Ni took the lead to sit back and pointed to the opposite chair.

Yaslan Sutton paused, and returned to where he was just now: "Are you trying to talk about the border defense meeting?"

In fact, his memory has not been fully recovered, but the crown prince who has been there for so many years is still sensitive to some things. During this time, Sang Ni had a good life in Xia, and he did not accept much in the Dragon Empire. .

Sang Ni nodded: "That's right, I participated in part of Shia's army deployment with the improvement of weapons some time ago, and I also understand the situation in the north."

In the winter of the previous two years, the orcs had not waged a large-scale war, but this year...

"According to the offensive law of the orcs in the past, this year's situation is definitely not optimistic." Yaslansa said: "The twelve-year polar night year, plus the two-year troop of the orcs, the scale of this war will be unprecedentedly expanded. ."

The most important thing is that the enemy is strong and we are weak.

Sang Nimo said that the imperial houses of the two empires were in chaos, the magic weapon was broken, and the power of the dark church was destroyed, which made it even worse.

"Although Xia's magical army resisted in the previous blitz, if the scale of the war expands..." Sang Ni only felt a headache.

It's not that she is particularly responsible, but the orcs are a threat to the entire continent.

When the orcs swept the mainland thousands of years ago, it could be said that no grass would grow anywhere they went.

"You don't have to worry too much." Yaslantha was calm: "For nearly a thousand years, the orcs have not breached the defenses of the Alliance. Even if the situation is not optimistic this time, it has not yet reached the worst."

"I know." Sang Ni was silent for a while: "However, the casualties are too great."

"After all, it's a war. It's inevitable." Yaslansa shook his head: "This is something that concerns the entire continent, and it has been the same throughout the years."

Whenever the orcs invaded, the Northern Territory would invest a lot of troops to fight against it. Over the years, it can be said that every inch of the defense wall was soaked with the blood of soldiers.

"But..." Sang Ni paused, and finally just said: "I understand, will you go to the front line to support this time?"

"Of course, at least one of the royal clan of the Dragon Empire will fight each time." Yaslantha replied.

"I will also go this time." Sang Ni tapped the armrest of the chair with his finger: "To treat the army in the name of the Shia royal family, I have already discussed with my father."

Aslansa frowned: "I remember, Shia has not sent the royal family to the army for many years."

Sang Ni smiled indifferently: "That's because the royal family hasn't had a high-level mage for many years. Otherwise, do you think the royal family can let the Magic Association intervene in military power?"

This time the emperor was able to agree to her expedition because of the urgent need for someone in the army who can improve the reputation of the imperial family.

"You don't need to do this level." Yaslanza said: "Your ability is obvious. The emperor will not choose a trash without you. The throne doesn't care about what comes first."

"But, I didn't say I was going to fight for the throne." Sang Ni stopped at the knuckles of the armrest, "Of course, I didn't intend to make Ravenli feel better."

Yes, when she first returned to the royal family, she really wanted to clean up those who had harmed her, but just like she wanted to protect the queen and Mulne more than ten years ago, she is still a rat-catcher.

She didn't want to mess up the entire empire because of her personal grievances. If she did that, how would it be different from them?

And her Lich's body will be discovered sooner or later, and it is obviously not safe to stay in the royal family.

"My sister, Princess Molln of Huiyue, is also a great mage now." Sang Ni lowered her head and smiled: "Her talent is not worse than mine, and in terms of status, she may be more suitable to be the crown prince."

After all, Sang Ni can be said to be a candidate for the crown prince who jumped in halfway in a sense, with more or less unstable factors.

"Do you want to help her attract attention?" Yaslanza instantly understood her intentions: "Have you ever thought about how dangerous it would be to do this?"

How dangerous can it be? Anyway, she can't die again. Sang Ni didn't care much: "Don't worry, I still know it in my heart... Besides, I have selfishness, not all for her."

After hearing this, Aslansa stopped persuading him. After several previous conflicts, he also knew how bad temper Sang Ni was. It was basically impossible to make her give way.

Sang Ni felt a little guilty when he saw that he didn't speak, "I really don't need to worry, don't you want to go too, can I stay next to you every step of the way?"

"Yeah." Yaslanza looked at her seriously: "I won't let you go."

It has to be said that racial superiority is superiority. The golden pupils of the dragon race are the perfect combination of divinity and desire. Even if the indoor light is not very sufficient, it still shines brightly.

His eyes are so beautiful. Sang Ni couldn't help thinking.

Desperate, she stretched out her hand over the tea table in the middle and touched the corner of his eye with her fingertips.

Yaslansa did not hide, but took her stretched wrist with his backhand, pulled it to his lips, and kissed her preciously.

Sang Ni froze, and the back of her hand, which was originally insensible, seemed to be blistered by the fire. She didn't know how to describe this feeling, as if she had been touched by direct contact with an unhealed wound.

"I won't let you go," he repeated.

Sang Ni felt the pain on the back of his hand, and it slowly flowed to the heart, and there was a densely pierced pain in the place where it had no longer beating.

"I... don't leave." Sang Ni replied, but she was at a loss as never before.

There was almost no gap between them at this time, but she felt that she was so far away from him.

The author has something to say:

At this point, I suddenly don’t know how to HE...

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Not only do I like to dig holes for the characters, I even bury myself when I get tough

What should I do? I’m so generous, I just want to write sand glyphs.