Food Reserves on the Dragon's Back

"Sometimes I'm like you, I hope everything can be as black and white as in the story. But many times you don't know whether the path you think is right or wrong, whether you stick to it will lead to glory or fall into the abyss .” Sears sighed deeply.

"Why are you always so sentimental like a boudoir." Silas put a small flower he picked at random on Hills's head and compared it, "If your eyes are more affectionate and melancholy, it will be more similar. Right, that is it."

Hills took down the wild flower and crushed it in his hands: "Sentimentality at least shows that I have been thinking...Did you see that person over there?"

Following the direction he pointed, Silas saw two candidate dragon knights escorting several prisoners who were handcuffed together with iron chains to the kitchen, where a special "cook" would "process" them clean. Wait for the dragon riders in the lair area to feed the dragon.

"I've seen her," Silas said, looking at one of the gray-faced, middle-aged women. "She tricked me into a mill so that the big guy who was lying there knocked me unconscious and kidnapped me."

"Yes, she is not the servant of the evil mage, but a mother with three children who are waiting for food. In order to feed them, she took money from the mage and did bad things. Then, the military intelligence found her from the slums, The court sentenced her to death." Hills looked at the woman with a complicated expression, sighed slightly and said, "Actually, many times you see 'bad things', there are difficulties behind them."

"But... bad things are bad things, even if there are difficulties, it can't be a reason to forgive bad things." Silas was a little confused about the logic behind Hills' words.

"...Yeah, she murdered a person who went to help her for money, and you were almost tortured to death by an evil mage. For you, she deserves to die." Hills said with a wry smile, "But for her To the children of the world, their mother is the hero, and the dragon and the country that condemned her are the worst villains, aren't they?"

"...Why are you telling me this?" Silas was confused.

"It's just that I suddenly want to teach you a way of thinking... other than black and white." Hills continued to look into the distance and said.

"I won't even ask you to teach me this." Silas said dissatisfiedly, "I thought about this issue carefully when it was rumored that dragons were going to break with humans last time."

"So have you figured out the result?"

"Still not." Silas shrugged his shoulders with a smile, "I can only say that no one can tell what is right and wrong in general principles, and small people like us can only think from our own point of view. Whoever treats me well is a good person, that's all."

Hills smiled bitterly: "Then your master Sarannar must be the best person in the world in your eyes."

"Him? He was nice to me." Silas smiled unconsciously when he thought of Celeste.

"Although you have rejected me a long time ago, I still feel a little unwilling." Hills lowered his head, took a deep breath, and asked Silas with a normal expression, "Can you tell me, are you When did that relationship develop?"

"...What do you mean?" Silas subconsciously wanted to deny it.

"This morning, when I came to look for you, I found that you were not there. I thought you had gone out so early. When I walked inside, I found that you were lying on Saranar's bed with your clothes disheveled, and you hadn't woken up yet." Hill Si sighed and said, "If you can tell me earlier, I can give up."

Silas opened his mouth in embarrassment, but in the end he didn't say anything, silently acquiescing to Hills' guess.

"I was expecting you to deny it." Sears smiled helplessly and patted him on the shoulder, "Don't feel sorry for me, whoever you like and who you want to be with is up to you Your choice, you don't owe me anything just because I like you."

"...I'm sorry." Silas could only say these three words in the end.

That night, when Silas awoke in the middle of the night, the black dragon in human form was sleeping soundly beside him, one arm still draped over him.

In addition to breathing too long, Sarannar looks no different from ordinary people when he is asleep. The magic stone emits a faint light on the top of his head, indicating that the black dragon can continue to use it even when he is asleep. Magic, this alone is enough to make Silas, who has just started learning magic, admire him.

He gently pushed Saranal's arm away, and got up in a daze to go to the toilet.

Today's moonlight is very good, even if you don't need to light a torch, you can walk outside. The toilet for humans is still some distance away from the black dragon's lair. When Silas came out of the toilet, he happened to see a hurrying man As the figure approached, the blond hair was faintly discernible under the moonlight.

Silas greeted casually: "What a coincidence, you also come out to go to the bathroom?"

"Uh... yeah." Sears obviously didn't expect to meet him here.

Silas noticed that he was holding a ball of sackcloth that he couldn't see clearly, and asked curiously, "What are you doing with a sack when you come to the toilet? Are you catching mosquitos?"

"I picked it up on the road and took it with me." Sears urged, "Go back to sleep quickly, and don't get in the way."

Silas gave way to the side with an oh, and Sears walked into the toilet cubicle and stayed for a while, then poked his head out to have a look, confirmed that Silas had gone back, and then hurriedly walked in another direction.

If it weren't for the mountain wall on the left and the cliff on the right, there was only one way to go, and he really didn't want to be caught by Silas.

Now it is the middle of the night, and the moonlight is pouring softly on the entire dragon summit. The dragons are sleeping in their lairs, and the surroundings are so quiet that only the sound of the wind is left.

Since the deputy head of the Dragon Knights is currently suspended from duty, many alternate dragon knights and staff in the barracks area have also been reviewed by the Military Intelligence Department, and the defense of the entire Dragon Peak has fallen into unprecedented emptiness and chaos. .

This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and it might be his last chance. Hills felt that if he didn't make a move, the irritable Harrog would trample him to death at some point.

He didn't dare to act rashly before, because he knew that the dragon must be monitoring his knights in some way, and this monitoring can only be one-on-one, so each dragon only takes one knight at a time, and would rather die Another novice who had never been on a dragon's back would not be willing to find a few more and put them in the lair as spares.

Now he has deduced through long-term observation and previous reminders from Silas that the pass emblem should be the means used by the dragon to monitor his knights, because there are only a dozen dragon knights who are qualified to step into the lair area. Even Dragon Peak recognized those faces, so there was no reason to set this rigid rule of not being allowed to enter or leave without wearing the emblem.

Although he was not 100% sure of his guess, he could only gamble now.

Silas didn't lie down and continue to sleep after returning, but sat on the edge of the bed and stared blankly.

Although he is usually careless, he is not stupid. A piece of news accidentally revealed in Hills' words during the day made him always a little concerned.

Hills is usually a very well-behaved person, but today he said personally that he didn't see Silas at the entrance of Sarannar's cave, and when he walked inside, he found Silas sleeping on Sarannar's bed .

Dragon knights are not allowed to enter the caves of other dragons without permission. Hills usually just looks around at the entrance of the cave. Since he didn't see Sarannar and Silas, he should turn around and leave according to his character. Why is he in the cave? During this sensitive period when everyone was in danger, the dragon knights violated the rules and walked into the depths of Sarannar's lair?

Silas didn't want to doubt his friend, but once the suspicion started, many details of the past came to his mind one by one.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that Hills might really be planning something terrible.

Otherwise, who would go to the toilet in the middle of the night wearing leather armor, hanging a weapon, and holding a sack?

After thinking about it, he still couldn't help pushing the sleeping black dragon: "Sarannar, wake up."

"Hmm..." Sarannar obviously didn't want to wake up, so he answered him vaguely.

"I think there is something wrong with Sears. I just met him outside. His behavior is very suspicious."

"Well... don't think about it, we'll talk about it tomorrow." Sarannar turned over and put an arm on his lap.

Silas hesitated for a moment, but still stuffed that hand back under the quilt: "Go to sleep first, I'd better go out and have a look before I can rest assured."

I don't know what kind of psychology it was, when he left the cave, he took his sword with him.

Just before he left the cave, Hills in the distance bit the sackcloth bag in his mouth and scrambled up the cliff on all fours.

Although he has been observing carefully and inquiring about relevant information as much as possible, Hills is still not sure which cave is where Silas said that the dragon eggs are stored. After rummaging through two caves that obviously didn't fit the description, the third cave he climbed into was exactly what Silas had said, hot, narrow, and damp.

He groped in the dark and moved forward cautiously. The quiet and closed cave amplified his breathing and heartbeat countless times. Hills wiped the sweat from his face. He felt that if he stayed here longer, If he didn't die from dehydration caused by the heat, he would die from his own fear.

It wasn't until after two turns that it was confirmed that the light of the fire would never seep out, that Hills took out the flint and oil-soaked dry cloth that had been prepared, and carefully lit a small torch.

The moment the fire light lit up in the dark cave, Hills couldn't help but took a deep breath.

A total of seven dragon eggs lay quietly not far from him.

Hills' heart was pounding nervously. Silas was too busy telling him about Sarannar's younger brother, but he didn't tell him how many dragon eggs there were. He thought it would be about three or four according to common sense. I thought there would be so many!

And the bag he prepared was obviously not big enough, Sears warned himself not to be too greedy, time was running out and he went back to prepare a bigger bag, he could only put dragon eggs into the bag as much as possible, and after packing four He tied the bag firmly behind his back, picked up the egg with black spots in his left hand, and left the cave in a hurry.

However, just as he grabbed the rope he had tied before with one hand and was struggling to hang himself down from the cave on the cliff, a pair of eyes were already fixed on him from a distance.