Evil dragon roars ~ woo woo

"His Majesty, is he okay?" Oreo asked concerned.

"Your Majesty is fine." Captain Thain waved his hand and asked the knights below to lift the Mirror of Reality to their side.

He looked at Xiaolong with complicated eyes, and Xiaolong was the first to discover the rescue of the Mirror of Reality this time. Compared with them, the knights seemed somewhat useless.

"Let's go." Thain led the knights to go to the main hall.

Long Ming followed behind him.

The Mirror of Reality suddenly sighed: "The time when the sun shines on my mirror is so short."

The knights who had been carefully carrying the Mirror of Reality looked at each other, what's wrong?

"This is easy to handle. When you get to the top of the tower and open a window for your room, you can enjoy the sunshine to your heart's content." Long Ming gave the magic mirror an idea in a very considerate manner.

Captain Thain also nodded, thinking that this idea is very good.

Magic Mirror: ...haha.

Not long after, Long Ming and the others returned to the main hall.

There were still wet bloodstains on the snow-white steps, which looked extremely glaring. Cardinal Di Fei knelt on the ground, his head drooping, and the long sword in his hand was still dripping with blood.

His Majesty the Pope was standing not far from him, his face was shrouded in white mist, and he couldn't see his expression clearly.

Long Ming walked in, feeling that he should not be in a very good mood.

"Get up." The pope raised his hand to make Bishop Di Fei stand up.

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Bishop Di Fei put the long sword back into the scabbard, and said with a tall and straight posture: "Alger attacked you just now. Although I killed him, I suspect that there is someone behind him. For you For safety, please check thoroughly."

"Hmm." His Majesty the Pope said lightly.

"Your Majesty, the Mirror of Truth has been found, and it was discovered by the little dragon in the process of searching for the fire spirit Seria." Thain came in, followed by two knights carrying the mirror, bent down and said respectfully: "It was hidden in the basement of the house by Alger Inside."

His Majesty the Pope looked at Xiaolong, stretched out his hand and rubbed his hair: "Thank you, Xiaolong, I will also send someone to look for Celia."

"Thank you, His Majesty the Pope." Long Ming took the Pope's hand and comforted him: "Don't be too sad."

His Majesty the Pope sighed inwardly, just wanting to retire.

"Alger's matter will be thoroughly investigated by Bishop Di Fei for the time being." He paused and looked at Priest Allen again: "It's freezing cold, in a few days you will send someone to invite Bishop John from Satoye , Satoye has given full authority to the little priest Adam."

Priest Allen was stunned: "I would like to obey His Majesty the Pope's words."

"After Bishop John returns, we will thoroughly investigate Alger's betrayal with Bishop Diffy."

"Yes." Bishop Di Fei replied with his head bowed.

"As for the mirror of reality." His Majesty the Pope looked at the interview mirror and rubbed his forehead: "Stay at the top of the tower."

"Warded by the Volpra Knights."

"Your Majesty." Bishop Di Fei said, "Although Alger stole the Mirror of Truth, why did Xiaolong find it so easily?"

Long Ming blinked and looked at Bishop Di Fei: "Perhaps you can find the answer to this question more easily by asking the Mirror of Truth."

Everyone present looked in the mirror.

A layer of water mist appeared on the surface of the mirror: "That's because I felt the call of Lord Dragon, and I couldn't help but respond to him."

Long Ming: "That's it."

His Majesty the Pope twitched his lips.

Bishop Di Fei put his hands into his sleeves: "Your Majesty, I have already learned from the former Judge Knight Commander about the prophecy of the dragon and the mirror of truth will encounter disaster in 18 years."

"Although there are various signs that the prophecy has deviated, His Majesty should not take it lightly."

"Then what do you want?" Long Ming looked at Bishop Di Fei, feeling that he was really annoying.

"I don't want to do anything, just remind His Majesty according to the true thoughts in my heart." Bishop Di Fei retreated after finishing speaking.

Looking at his back, Long Ming really wanted to spray him with anger.

His Majesty the Pope looked at the angry little dragon, and laughed suddenly: "I believe you will not become the evil dragon predicted."

Long Ming didn't expect His Majesty the Pope to say this, he was a little surprised and warm-hearted: "Do you really believe me?

"Of course." His Majesty the Pope squatted down, rubbed Xiaolong's soft face, and explained his reasons: "The mirror of truth is very different from that recorded in the history books of light, and the veracity of its predictions is too low."

Thinking about the noble and glamorous mirror of reality that he used to think, His Majesty the Pope felt that his brain had been taken out, and he was stingy with words in front of him, and he just opened his mouth and babbled endlessly in front of Xiaolong.

Gao Lengjing's heart shattered in the pope's heart.

It was as if the originally untouchable white clouds had been torn apart and turned into mud spots.

Long Ming was amused by the words of the Pope of Light.

"Okay, let's go back, Celia, I will also send knights to look for it."

Before leaving, Long Ming looked at the figure of the Pope in the main hall, and thought, or the debt would be reduced by half.

He really likes this miserable but warm pope.

"Your Majesty, do you not believe in Bishop Diffie?" Allen waited for the door to close and everyone left before boldly looking at the Pope.

Bishop Diffey was young and promising, and he was His Majesty's left hand and right arm, entrusted with important tasks. Allen always thought that Bishop Difei was His Majesty's confidant. He even thought that His Majesty might make Bishop Diffey his son. Then inherit the Pope's throne.

Now it seems that he is thinking too much.

Recently, His Majesty the Pope frequently called him into the main hall to discuss things with him, which made Allen really confused about what His Majesty the Pope wanted to do.

Bishop Di Fei is much more capable than him, there is no doubt about it.

His Majesty the Pope glanced at Allen, patted him on the shoulder and said nothing, just sighed: "I want to believe it too."

Allen's heart trembled.

"Go back too." His Majesty the Pope waved.

Oreo held the sound transmission conch in his hand, and turned Celia's name into a beautiful song that spread throughout the Temple of Light, looking for Celia.

Gru led Satan and the little dragon cubs, going back to the yard to see if the big dragons had received the goods.

Without Celia, Long Ming always felt empty in his heart.

When they returned to the compound, the big dragons also came back, but they didn't find Celia either.

This news is not good news for everyone.

During dinner, the One-Eyed Demon Monarch landed on the tea coaster, and the bud-like tentacles lost their former crystal clearness.

"It's my fault."

"I should have watched Celia."

Long Ming hugged it and kneaded its small tentacles: "Don't say that, One-eyed Demon Monarch, no one wants this accident to happen."

Celia usually goes out to play many times, and no one would have thought that it would disappear.

"Let's look for it tomorrow." Gru cheered up, and touched the little tentacles of the pink octopus comfortingly: "No one blames you, One-eyed Demon King."

The meal ended in a depressing atmosphere.

Long Ming and Little Satan went to bed early, planning to get up early tomorrow to find Celia.

Ludvia was alone in the yard, the cold moonlight covered his white bones with a layer of frost and snow, and the gloomy soul flame was quietly burning in the snow-white skull.

He was as quiet as a handful of snow.

Hillier stood on the corridor looking at his friend.

Ludvia felt the eyes turn to look at him.

"Why aren't you sleeping, Ludvia." Hillier walked to the bone dragon and sat down.

"I don't need sleep." Ludvia lowered her voice, not wanting to wake up her son.

"It turns out that the bone dragon doesn't need to sleep yet." Hillier learned a lot.

"What do you want from me?" Ludvia cut to the chase.

"Cough." Hillier coughed lightly, still wanting to confirm: "After you find that fire elf, you and us go to Dragon Island to celebrate the New Year."

"Anyway, according to your bad temper, you definitely don't have any good friends in Abyss. Why don't you go back to Dragon Island, Abyss might not even have a Chinese New Year holiday." Hillier babbled, and finally expressed his thoughts.

Ludvia sneered: "Whoever said there is no Chinese New Year, Lord Demon King also granted public officials a one-month paid vacation."

Hillier was stunned and choked: "Then do you want to go back to Long Island?"

"My son will go, I will go." Ludvia glanced sideways at Hillier, his tone still indifferent.

Isn't that just going, Hillier felt relieved.

"Do you know that the Dragon Clan has not had a cub for a long time."

"do not know."

Hillier looked at his good friend resentfully.

Ludvia was unmoved: "I don't think I have anything to do with the Dragon Clan now. I went to Dragon Island this time because Xiaolong also went."

"Are you resentful?" Hillier looked at his friend.

"From the moment you abandoned the dragon egg, I will not forgive the dragon clan." Ludvia was very calm.

"I just wanted to ask you something."

"The final battle, where did you go?"

"Does the great golden dragon disdain to associate with the bone dragon of the abyss?"

Infinite resentment welled up in Ludvia's heart again, almost condensing into substance, Azerek was not worth sacrificing half of his body to save him.

His son was living in exile and suffered a lot. If he was still shining in the morning light, who would dare to disrespect Xiaolong, even if he was an evil dragon.

Hillier felt the cold air all over his body become more intense, and a faint black mist condensed on his friend, and his resentment was astonishing.

"Ludvia, don't get excited." Hillier scratched his messy long hair, and told the secret that had been hidden for thousands of years.

"I know that after you sacrificed yourself to save Azerek, you went to kill Pope Yeti."

The resentment around Ludvia suddenly froze, and the fire of soul burned all over her body in the snow-white eye sockets.

"Don't believe it." Hillier sat cross-legged on the ground, as if chatting about homework: "Do you remember a word you said to me?"

"What are you talking about?" Ludvia had said many things to this stupid friend before, so how could she remember them all.

"You told me, give me freedom or give me death." Hillier looked at his friend and grinned unexpectedly ferociously: "I thought, after your sacrifice, the dragon clan died too much in holy wars, and they are as good as humans. Weaker than powerful."

"Yeti is not a good person. He has always wanted to make the dragon clan a vassal of humans."

"I thought about it all night and decided it would be better to kill him."

Ludvia was silent.

"I have seen true freedom, how can I be willing to let your sacrifice be in vain, and let my kindred wear shackles."

"Also." Hillier looked at his friend with a solemn expression: "Ludvia, no matter you are Guangyao Dawn or Abyss Bone Dragon, you are my only friend."

"Our friendship will never change."

"Your glory is my glory."

"Your son is my son. Xiaolong, I will definitely treat him well..." Before Hillier finished speaking, Ludvia slapped the ground with his paw, cracking like a spider web.

Ludvia's voice was gloomy: "My son is still my son."