Paladin

"Evan, am I wrong?"

Evan didn't turn his head back, nor responded to Hewitt, but murmured prayers to the Holy Light.

The light of divine magic continuously flowed towards Huitt.

Hewitt closed his eyes and tried to wrap his arms around Evan from behind.

Mr. Master has never coaxed anyone in his life, so he was at a loss for a long time, racking his brains and said: "Is it really wrong? I... I promise to listen to you next time? I..."

"You're a pig." Evan continued coldly.

... Hewitt felt Evan's great anger.

The wise mage almost lost his mind this time, but he instinctively felt the sweetness and heartache. This feeling literally tore him in two, and he didn't know how to say a few more words to Evan, okay? After a long while, he clumsily echoed, "I... am a pig?"

Evan: "..."

Hewitt breathed a sigh of relief, and tentatively said: "Overdrawing the magic power to stop the flood, and even forgetting to leave a way out for myself, it's just...incredibly stupid? Hmm... IQ is all eaten by Keriser, why not as good as a mountain giant? "

Evan: "..."

Mr. Mage gradually regained his composure, folded his hands in his sleeves, and said to himself plausibly and viciously: "I have been an arcanist for so many years and I still don't know how to measure it. It's better to go back and grow potatoes. Farmers also know that they have to leave a few days' rations for themselves in times of famine." The behavior of directly overdrawing the magic power is as stupid as a pig, and I can't find a suitable word to describe such a low IQ when I add up the Common Language, Elvish Language and Dragon Language."

Mr. Mage finished his venomous tongue expressionlessly, and this time it was Evan's turn to be at a loss.

Evan was almost stunned for a while, and then he came back to his senses, and touched Huitt's forehead with his backhand.

— No fever.

"...I'm sorry." Hewitt whispered again.

Evan sighed - Hewitt suddenly felt relieved when he heard his sigh.

They sat on Phoenix's back, Evan turned over, stretched out his hand to caress Hewitt's side face, and after a while, gently touched his pale lips.

Hewitt lowered his eyes slightly, and his heart gradually settled down.

They clumsily touch each other like a pair of kissing fish, absorbing each other's warmth and affection, fear and worry are gradually melted away from these delicate kisses.

Hewitt secretly thought: he is so angry because he is afraid, he has never been so afraid...

"...I'm sorry." Evan said in a low voice, "but I don't want...to have another 23 days like this. Hewitt, don't do this...to me."

After a while, Evan hugged him again.

This time he was finally convinced of his real existence.

"What's wrong with your eyes?" Evan asked in a low voice.

"It's nothing, it will be fine soon." Hewitt said vaguely.

Evan frowned slightly, and observed Hewitt's pupils carefully: These are not like human pupils, but more like some kind of magical beasts. dark color.

"This isn't snow blindness..." Evan murmured, "Switt, is this due to overdraft of magic power, or was there an accident? Or do you... have the blood of a magical creature?"

Hewitt pondered for a while, then sighed, "It's a long story."

Evan said angrily: "Be honest, or I will throw you off Phoenix's back!"

Hewitt: "..."

It was indeed rare for Evan to get angry. Mr. Mage gave up for a second and was about to explain, when suddenly the two of them sank and felt that Phoenix slowed down.

Evan said, "We're at camp."

Hewitt suddenly said: "Wait, I can't be seen by outsiders..."

"It doesn't matter. The Knights Templar left three days ago. Hugo returned in a hurry. They needed to inform the Cassa Empire of the rebellion in Nestor Province, the cause of the flood of the Onyx River, and inform the Holy See and determine the Holy City. The situation." Evan explained, "There are still the last batch of highlanders left in the camp, and there are no paladins, we just need to be careful, your mage identity will not be discovered."

However, Hewitt still insisted: "I can't appear among humans now, Evan, let's go back to the White Dragon Valley, there should be a place to stay there."

Evan faintly sensed his difficulties, ordered Phoenix to stop in mid-air and asked, "What's going on with you?"

He stared at Huitt seriously, and at this moment, he suddenly felt something soundlessly protruding over, gently wrapping around his wrist.

Evan didn't expect that something unexpected would appear in the sky, and he was caught off guard by his wrist——

It's a slender... tail.

It is covered with fine silver-white scales, and under the scales is a dark purple hard skin. When it is wrapped around Evan's wrist, it seems to be able to move slightly-this is definitely a living thing.The tail ends in the familiar arrow-shaped bony bone, which ensures that the long tail can wrap itself tightly around its prey, and is also responsible for maintaining the body's balance.

Evan shrank his pupils suddenly, looked in shock, and saw this long tail coming from under Hewitt's skirt.

Hewitt looked directly at Evan with his long and narrow eyes that were out of focus, and said in a low voice: "After my magic power was overdrawn, I fell into the flood and lost my breath. , Spontaneously completely suppressed the human blood... Now that my magic power has not recovered, I am afraid it will be difficult to return to the human appearance."

Evan held the silver-white long tail with his backhand, feeling slightly startled by Hewitt, and tried to take it back.

Evan held it in his hand and looked at the scales calmly—they were in the shape of water droplets, densely arranged, cold and hard in texture, and extremely sharp at the edges.

The paladin is extremely experienced and can identify most magical creatures from a single scale; but he has never seen this kind of scale.

"This is the characteristic of dragon scales, but the silver-white and water-drop shape does not match the characteristics of white dragons or crystal dragons... What kind of species is 'Naiye Daying', Huitt, is it a mutant of a dragon, or is it a hybrid?" Evan road.

"'Naiye Daying' is a dragon language, and there is no corresponding word among human beings, but it may be translated as...'Deep Sea Dragon'." Hewitt took a breath, and continued, "But first, Evan, this is My tail! If you hold on to it again, I will almost lose my balance..."

Evan snorted, and quickly let go of his hand, and saw the long silver tail quickly retracted from his wrist, and swished back behind Hewitt.

Sure enough, the mage staggered a little. He took a step back, stood firmly on Phoenix's back again, and looked at Evan in blank dismay.

Evan's mind was in a mess, and he said after a while: "Let's go to Bailong Valley to find a place to stay temporarily."

……

Bailong Canyon was buried by an overwhelming avalanche, and many buildings completely disappeared in the white snow.Only that hotel has three floors, and the top can barely be exposed.

The Phoenix finally stopped in front of this hotel. When it landed, the high temperature of the Phoenix fire around it melted several layers of snow, and the ice water was evaporated into white thick fog before it could gather.

Evan walked into the room first, and saw that the situation inside was fine, and it could barely accommodate people after sweeping away the frost and snow inside.

Hewitt followed closely behind him, groped and leaned against the door, and then said, "I need a quiet, dark, closed space, it's too bright here..."

It was a rare sunny day in Nestor Province at this time—this also indicated that summer here was coming. The surrounding white snow reflected the strong but not very warm sunlight, and the hotel was very bright.

Evan pondered for a moment, walked around, and found the cellar that most hotels would build.This cellar is very large and covered with straw. Apart from a few barrels of wine, there are only a few frozen vegetables and some fish. In addition, there is even a simple big bed, which is probably used by the staff.

He took care of the cellar briefly, and Hewitt agreed to take shelter underneath.

When the cellar entrance was closed, the underground was pitch black.

Hewitt's eyes were able to adapt to the darkness, he breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "It's good here, give me a few days, and my eyes can recover first. Evan, do you need a candle?"

He groped for an oil lamp on the table, but Evan shook his head and said, "No need, don't forget that I'm an elf."

Elves have excellent vision and low-light vision. Evan's emerald green eyes became brighter after entering the cellar. He can see in the dark better than most humans in the sun.

He could clearly see Hewitt's eyes, the pair of light purple eyes seemed to be glowing with cold fluorescence; when Hewitt took off the outer robe, his long silver tail, which was one meter long, was elegant. Shaking to maintain balance, the cool-toned scales glowed faintly in the dark.

Hewitt felt Evan's focused gaze.

Evan stood for a while and explained: "...I'm not used to the way you are now."

Hewitt gave a low laugh.

Evan moved a simple chair and sat down, pondered: "Should you explain...what's the matter with your bloodline? The eyes of the 'Deep Sea Dragon' can't see anything?"

"...I don't know," Hewitt said lightly, "I don't know much about this species either. In fact, the word 'Naiye Daying' may only be known to two or three people, because it...is a man-made thing .”

Evan was at a loss for words for a while, he couldn't imagine why there are people in this world who don't know what they are.

"It's said that I should have been a simple, pure-blooded human being." Hewitt didn't respond, and continued to narrate, "But before I was born, my father used a forbidden magic to infuse me with this bloodline... maybe not It should be called blood, and 'gene' is more appropriate."

Evan exclaimed, "Why did you do this? Was it because you were worried that it would be difficult for you to survive before you were born, so you specifically chose the dragon race? But why did you choose such a strange dragon species..."

"It's not what you think." Hewitt folded his hands in his sleeves, and his long silver tail swept lightly in the air, "My father is just obsessed with this rare creature, but besides the preserved ancient blood samples, he found There is no trace of it, so I want to find a way to make 'Naiye Daying' reappear in this world - that's all."