Dragoon Sentinel

In just one day, Nuo Lei, who was full of food and drink, returned to normal. The wolf aunt who took them in was very happy, and danced and gestured at him.Nuo Lei stared blankly for a while, and Ferth who was beside him immediately stepped forward and said a few words to the aunt. The aunt smiled and nodded, and turned away from the sight of the two.

Nuo Lei relieved his stiffness, turned around and asked, "That aunt..."

"She is dumb and can't speak." Ferth was always patient with Nuo Lei, "She is a relative of the warlock named Savardin. After the fall of the wolf shaman, the power of the wolf clan dropped sharply, and finally The expected successor changed his beliefs and left this land. The situation of the wolf clan has plummeted. Not only were they driven to the land on the border of Wagner, but even the communication with other races was almost cut off. Even if you talked to her just now, She can't understand the Common Tongue either."

"Then you just spoke in orc language? What did you say?"

"Thank you for her care and tell her we will stay here for a while to keep her safe."

"So that's the case. I didn't expect you to understand the orc language."

Ferth puffed out his chest proudly: "Of course, I don't know all the languages ​​on the mainland."

Nuo Lei asked casually, "When did you learn it? Is it difficult?"

"I learned it before studying," Ferth replied ambiguously, and suddenly walked out with his arms around Nuo Lei's shoulders, "...Do you want to go out for a walk? See the customs here?"

"Of course." Norley agreed, "By the way, where are the priests and knights?"

"I sent them out to talk to the survivors about the dragon." Ferth paused and added considerately, "Shall we go and have a look too?"

Of course Nuo Lei would not refuse. Before leaving, Ferth shook his thick cloak and patted off a thick layer of ash before putting it on Nuo Lei's body. He frowned and said, "Hold on Shinobu, there are no new ones for now."

How could Norley, who had been a mercenary for so many years, care about this? He put on a cloak without pretense, and put the hat with ear protectors on his head without any teacher.Seeing this scene, Ferth lost the battle, supported his chin with his index finger and kissed him forcefully: "It seems that I was too worried."

Norey licked his lips and said, "Let's go."

Ferth's expression was darkened by his unconscious actions. He stretched out his hand and wanted to kiss Fangze again. Nuo Lei, who was already familiar with his routine, easily avoided his hand and walked to the door as if nothing had happened and looked at him with a smile. Ersi smacked his mouth angrily, walked to his side and reminded: "The temperature in the desert is very high during the day, so be careful."

After finishing speaking, Ferth pushed open the heavy door, and a wave of heat hit his face. Nuo Lei sensitively sensed the large temperature difference between indoor and outdoor. He rubbed his arms to get used to it for a while, and followed Ferth's footsteps.

The village where they took them in was called Feile. The village was small in size. It was a small village built on weathered rocks. The clay huts were next to each other. There was a deep well in the shade. The source of water is rarer than gold, and the bowl of porridge for Nuo Lei is almost unimaginably luxurious.

Walking out of the door, Nuo Lei had almost seen the barren village clearly after looking around. Ferth covered his head with a cloth hood, with only a pair of eyes exposed. He pointed to the west, and Nuo Lei Immediately comprehend and follow in his footsteps.

Within a short distance of dozens of steps, the two stopped in front of an unremarkable square clay building. Ferth rang the copper bell on the door. After a while, a notch was opened on the door, revealing only the position of the eyes. After being stared at for a while, the notch was closed suddenly, and the door opened with a "squeak."

A lame wolf orc stood staggeringly by the door, still looking at them vigilantly: "Come in, it's windy and sandy outside."

Ferth directly translated the orc language and presented it in Nuo Lei's mind. Nuo Lei hurriedly walked in, took off his cloak and mask, and thanked him.The old man seemed to understand the simple lingua franca. He nodded to Nuo Lei and muttered again: "Your companion is upstairs, go up by yourself."

With Fiers' automatic translator, Norley didn't have any worries about not being able to understand. He nodded to the old man, turned around and stepped on the same mud-built stairs to the second floor.Before going up to the second floor, a faint smell of blood came along the passage. Nuo Lei took a breath and walked up.

The height of the second floor is very low, and you need to bend over to walk in. There is only an area in the middle for people to walk on the ground. There are more than a dozen straw mats on the left and right. The wolf orcs lying on it have suffered serious injuries. , Some of them can barely maintain their human form, and some can only transform into beasts and lie upright on the straw mats. The blood soaks the wounds they bandaged, and the bloody smell lingers in the space on the second floor, lingering.

Norley glanced at the seriously wounded and moaning orcs, and his eyes fell on West. The cleanest priest seemed to have neglected to tidy up his appearance. His robe was not changed, and sand was still stuck in his blond hair. The next time they chanted the holy prayer, the holy light healed their wounds, and when encountering those wounds that the holy light could not heal, Betisno, who was good at bandaging, immediately wrapped their wounds and fed them medicine.

Norley didn't interrupt their treatment. He didn't greet them until they finished a round of work: "West, Bettisno."

"Why are you here?" West's mana was consumed so much that his healthy complexion turned unnaturally pale. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and shook when he stood up.Norey avoided the orcs lying on the ground, grabbed West's arm, and slowly pulled the man out.

The four of them exited the cramped second floor and stood on the stairs to talk.

Norley asked, "Who are these orcs?"

With trembling eyelids, West said unbearably, "They escaped from Fermont Village. There was an attack there a few days ago. These orcs came here through the desert. Most of them are dying. I don't know if they can make it through."

Ferth asked, "Have you got any useful news?"

Betty Snow gave West a bottle of magic recovery potion, and replied instead: "They said that the attacks of dragons are regular. They descended from the sky, one is responsible for destroying buildings, one is responsible for driving away orcs, and the other hovers in the sky from time to time. The other two dragons heal."

Ferth asked again: "What about the attack method?"

"They all use themselves as weapons."

"That's two red dragons and one green dragon." Ferth said firmly.

Betisno nodded in agreement, and said, "They also said that those who did not escape seemed to have been taken away by the dragon, and they would probably be transformed into night devils."

Nuo Lei asked puzzledly, "Is there no assistance?"

Betisno shook his head: "Now that the orcs are in a civil war, the eagle clan and the lion clan are all threatening to die, and they probably just wait to see the wolves go extinct."

"I told my sister about this," West burped and said dejectedly after drinking the potion, "but my sister said that there is no corresponding mutual assistance treaty, and it is inconvenient for humans to intervene in the internal affairs of orcs. We figure it out ourselves."

Betisno said solemnly: "Miss Martha's opinion is correct, everything we do now can only be counted as personal actions, and cannot be promoted to the whole human race."

West puffed his cheeks unwillingly, and looked at Nuo Lei with hope: "What do you think?"

"I have a question," Norley asked with his chin propped up. "Papa Ed told me that the entrance and exit for monsters to invade the mainland is in the north, so where did these dragons come from? And the one I met outside of Wenger City is also the same." , doesn’t necessarily appear out of nowhere, right?”

Ferth pondered: "The dragon on the outskirts of Wenger probably escaped by itself, but it's unknown where it appeared from. As for the orcs... we can find out where it came from. Let's catch the dragon Come and play."

Is this your attitude towards your own race?Nuo Lei looked at him dumbfounded, and Ferth looked at him with disdain. How could this kind of corrupted guy be considered as his kind?Simply dismantle his desk.

"So... shall we capture the green dragon?" Bettisno asked.Being a dragon, Ferth had the most right to speak, and he nodded casually.West then asked again: "But why is it a green dragon? Can't you do anything else?"

Ferth replied: "Green dragons have healing powers, so they can probably resist the red dragon's red flames."

West asked in confusion: "Wait, are you going to let the three dragons kill each other? But those red dragons have been eroded, where did the red flame come from?"

Ferth pursed his lips, took Nuo Lei disapprovingly and said, "Don't worry, I will discuss it with Nuo Lei. You two should talk to the village chief."

West rolled his eyes, and secretly spurned the dragon who left all the dirty work to himself and the knight, reluctantly said: "The village chief is downstairs, you can ask directly."

"That lame old man?" Ferth asked in surprise.

West said angrily: "That's right, otherwise, who do you think would accommodate so many wounded people in their own home?"

As if he understood what they were talking about, the old man slowly appeared at the stairs, staring at them with sharp eyes: "What do you want to say to me?"

How could Ferth let go of this opportunity to show himself in front of his partner? He went downstairs and said with an unquestionable attitude: "We want to build a defense line in the village to capture the eroded dragon."

"You guys?" The crippled old man shook his head slowly and said with a disdainful expression, "I have to declare that there are not many young and middle-aged people in the village, so I can't find any extra people to help."

"No need," Fierth said indifferently, "You just need to ensure that they stay in their own room quietly."

The crippled old man squinted at him, and even exuded strong hostility. Ferth seemed unable to feel it, and raised his chin arrogantly. The invisible pressure made the old man shrink back. This guy... is not good. provoke.

Just when the crippled old man was thinking about Ferth's identity, the brass bell outside the door rang, his pupils constricted violently, and he staggered to the only window with his disabled legs. When he was trying to look out through the narrow window, those outsiders had put on their cloaks again and opened the door of his house.

"Where are you going?!" The crippled old man's voice seemed to be distorted by a sandstorm, West glanced at Noley and Ferth who had already walked out, put on his mask and hurriedly replied: "Catch the dragon. "

Betisno, who was at the end, closed the door forcefully. Behind him, the crippled old man issued warnings through the window, telling them not to meddle in their own business. They ignored them and ran to a relatively open area in the village, showing their weapons.

Not far away, billowing dark clouds suddenly piled up in the brightly white sky, and the wind and sand rolled up along with it blew towards Feile Village uninterruptedly. Looking at the place where the storm and the sky border, the black spots that formed a line gradually disintegrated into Three separate shadows: triangular wings, black to purple body, if it weren't for the strange deformed tumors on their bodies, I'm afraid they would be confused with black dragons.

West, who was standing at the end, couldn't help but clenched his staff tightly, and secretly swallowed—the dragon is coming.Just when he was tensing up, Nuo Lei's voice suddenly pierced through the dancing sand and fell into his ears accurately: "West, try your best to protect yourself and help us at any time."

"Yes!" West pulled off the mask passionately, and answered loudly regardless of the sand pouring into his mouth.

"Knight, is it okay to contain a red dragon?" Ferth looked calmly at Betisno, who had shown his shield, and added arrogantly, "If there is any danger, you can send me a signal."

"No need." Betis Nuo slammed his shield down on the ground, accumulating faint sacred energy.

"That's the best." Ferth withdrew his gaze, and communicated with Nuo Lei, "Leave the green dragon to you?"

Nuo Lei looked at him and blinked: "If the green dragon never comes down from the sky, what should I do?"

"What are you worried about? Have you forgotten that your partner and I are also dragons?"