What Happened to the Dragon? Single for a Long Time is Still the Same Strategy

Did she really cry?

Why are you crying?

"Did you have a nightmare? Or... did you suffer from the necromancer's nightmare technique?"

"I don't know... I seem to have a very long and sad dream... but I can't remember anything... No... It's not a dream... It's a memory inheritance..."

"What dream? What memory inheritance? Sirin, why don't we go to the temple tomorrow and ask the Pope to investigate for you to see if you have been hit by the necromancer's nightmare technique..."

Helena sat aside and looked at Sirin with concern. Sirin was in a bad state at the moment.

Her spirit was also a little sluggish, she didn't know what kind of dream she had that caused her to become like this.

Sirin, who was still a little confused in her mind, shook her head, subconsciously put her right index finger into the water glass, and wrote an ancient text on the coffee table, no, to be precise, it was a rune.

【Light】.

Chapter 67 Light 2/34

The breeze blows, and the bright red leaves fall one by one.

Some landed on the huge body of the young black dragon, and some landed on the sleeping girl.

Although the girl from back then has become a gray-haired old woman, in the eyes of the young black dragon, she is still the girl from back then and has never changed.

The young black dragon looked at the girl who had fallen asleep on his dragon body, and gently put the rune book in his hand on the ground.

Then he used his dragon claws to gently remove the bright red leaves that were flying on the girl's head.

As if afraid of waking up a sleeping girl...

He lowered his head and stared blankly at the girl, motionless...

No one saw the sadness in his gilt vertical pupils...

He just looked at it like this...for several days...

He didn't put the dragon claw on the girl's head until he found that the girl would not wake up as usual.

"You slept a little long this time...are you playing hide and seek with me?"

"Well, you're a little cunning this time. I asked you something, but you didn't answer me with a smile."

"In the past, I hid you to find, this time...you hide...I have found it...It may take a long time for me to find you...This time you have enough time to hide yourself Hide in a place I can't think of..."

"You don't like dark and humid places... I think you will not like it after you fall asleep...so...become light..."

An ancient rune was instantly formed between the claws of the black dragon, appearing on top of the girl's head...

When the light containing the energy rune shone on the girl, the girl snuggling beside the young black dragon turned into a pure white spot of light...

The pure white spot of light circled around the young black dragon's body... and flew towards the sun...

Under the gaze of the young black dragon's gilded vertical pupils, it melted into the pure white light...

After that day, under the towering tree covered with bright red leaves, only a young black dragon remained.

He was still holding the ancient books full of complicated and mysterious meanings, flipping page by page mechanically...

Sirin, who was fixed in the perspective of the young black dragon, knew that the young black dragon in the dream...had read all the rune books here a long time ago.

He has already proficiently mastered the ability to use ancient runes...

he didn't go...

She knows this, but she doesn't know if the girl knows....

The girl keeps him young...he grows with the girl...

Sirin doesn't know if the young black dragon fell in love with girls...

But she knows that this kind of relationship... even if there is no love... there should be other emotions...

Sirin wanted to withdraw from the memory inheritance of the black dragon Nishizawa, but she found that entering this memory inheritance was not something she could withdraw if she wanted to...

In the dream, the young black dragon just sat withered under the towering tree covered with bright red leaves, spring and winter come, seasons cycle, day after day, year after year.

Until the hidden sage who had disappeared from the perspective of the young black dragon for many years appeared in front of the young black dragon...

He was still the same as the first time Sirin saw him, wearing a spotless platinum robe, elegant and easy-going.

He appeared in front of the young black dragon, smiling at the young black dragon's gilded vertical pupils.

Sirin, who was fixed in the perspective of a leisurely black dragon, was surprised to find that what was reflected in the teacher's pupils was not the figure of a young black dragon...

But her figure! ! !

what happened?

How could this teacher's pupils reflect her figure?

"My child... Long time no see..."

He... is talking to me?

illusion?

Correct!

It must be an illusion, she is in the memory inheritance of the black dragon Caesar, and this teacher is just a picture in the memory of the black dragon Caesar.

He couldn't see himself.

Although Xilin comforted herself in this way, the teacher's eyes always made her feel...he was not looking at the black dragon...

but looking at her...

"Teacher...you can see..."

Just as Sirin was tentatively asking questions...a sense of dizziness came suddenly...tore her out of memory inheritance...

Before she was ripped out...she seemed to see the hermit sage in platinum robes...waving...

Like saying goodbye to someone...

.........

"Sirin....Sirin....Sirin!!! Wake up...wake up...wake up..."

Anxious voices rang beside Sirin's ears, and she slowly opened her eyes in a drowsy state...

She saw a figure shaking in front of her...

so familiar...

After thinking about it....a name came to her mind....Helena....

It's her buddy... Helena....

"Helena..."

"Sirin...you finally woke up...you scared me to death..."

"It's okay... I just took a nap... a little thirsty..."

Sirin got up from the sofa, supported her still drowsy head with her hands, and slumped on the soft sofa...

She seems to have had a long dream...

"Just took a nap? Sirin! You didn't take a nap, but slept from noon to night!!! No matter what I call, I can't wake you up! And... you are still crying silently in your deep sleep... ..it scares me...you know?"

Seeing that Sirin woke up, Helena hurriedly picked up the warm boiled water that had been prepared on the coffee table, and poured a cup for Sirin.

She didn't know what kind of dream Sirin had, but the sleeping Sirin... would weep silently and silently from time to time.

"Crying?" Sirin took the warm boiled water that Helena handed her, and her golden pink pupils showed a blank look. She had never cried since she could remember.

She touched her cheek with her hand, and there was a moist feeling on her cheek....

Did she really cry?

Why are you crying?

"Did you have a nightmare? Or... did you suffer from the necromancer's nightmare technique?"

"I don't know... I seem to have a very long and sad dream... but I can't remember anything... No... It's not a dream... It's a memory inheritance..."

"What dream? What memory inheritance? Sirin, why don't we go to the temple tomorrow and ask the Pope to investigate for you to see if you have been hit by the necromancer's nightmare technique..."

Helena sat aside and looked at Sirin with concern. Sirin was in a bad state at the moment.

Her spirit was also a little sluggish, she didn't know what kind of dream she had that caused her to become like this.

Sirin, who was still a little confused in her mind, shook her head, subconsciously put her right index finger into the water glass, and wrote an ancient text on the coffee table, no, to be precise, it was a rune.

【Light】.

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Runes [light].

The moment the word appeared on the coffee table, a warm light radiated, which seemed to warm Sirin's soul.

Helena at the side felt instantly warm, and emotions such as anxiety and worry melted instantly under the illumination of the rune [Light].

Her azure blue eyes showed doubts. This is... a rune?

But Xilin is a powerful hero, she doesn't even want to learn magic, why did she suddenly learn to use runes?

Sirin has a talent for magic, but she is not interested in magic by nature, and even somewhat resists learning magic. Instead, she has a different attachment to power than ordinary people.

She remembered asking Sirin why she resisted learning magic.

At that time, without even thinking about it, she subconsciously replied, because the magician's body was too weak.

Encountered intelligent beings immune to magic, unable to defeat him with overwhelming force.

Sirin's answer is still fresh in her memory.

There are intelligent creatures immune to magic on the mainland, but most intelligent creatures can only be immune to magic damage of the same attribute, and they do not have absolute immunity.

In the entire continent, there is only one kind of intelligent creature that is absolutely immune to magical attacks of all attributes, and that is the pure-blooded black dragon.

Only pure-blooded black dragons have the ability to be absolutely immune to all attribute magic attacks.