Food Reserves on the Dragon's Back

Silas laughed: "I have nothing but this flesh and blood body that can feed the dragon. Everything now is given by him. There is nothing in me that he can plot."

"Maybe he just wants to use you to make a statement." Alista showed the thinking look that Silas is very familiar with, "Since the last time he was raided by the Giant Eagle Knight, King Heather has You should start worrying, the dragons have the magic to deal with the giant eagle knights, the existence of the dragon knights becomes irrelevant, and the relationship between humans and dragons also needs to be redefined, I dare say he must have thought of reducing the number of dragons to balance The strengths of both parties may have already done so. Since then, Salanar has openly entered into a pair with you, and gave you the position of Dragon Knight Captain, wishing to announce to the whole world that you have great respect for him. How important. I think he just wants people to see that even if the dragon knight's fighting ability is not needed, there is still the possibility of continued peaceful coexistence between him and humans."

Silas was silent for a while before saying: "You have always been smarter than me, and you think farther than me. I am indeed inferior to you in terms of brains. I have a doubt that I hope you can help me answer."

"Tell me, and I will try my best to answer."

Silas looked at his former friend sharply: "From your standpoint, what good will it do you to provoke our relationship like this?"

"...Really not, I'm just a little...not reconciled." Alista lowered his head and smiled faintly, "You don't know how much I envy you, rushing towards your ideal without hesitation, what kind of No difficulties can stop you, you will never believe how much I yearn for your...simple persistence and firmness."

Silas looked at him with guarded and distrustful eyes: "I would rather believe that in your eyes, this is just a kind of stupidity and stubbornness."

"Indeed, sometimes I think so, but most of the time I'm just envious." Alista smiled wryly, "My fate is different from yours. Every time when I am almost exhausted by those intrigues, I especially miss the days when we trained together in the Dragon Knight Preparatory Camp, such a relaxed and simple time, I am afraid I will never have it again in my life."

When Silas was still about to say something, there was a guard talking to someone else at the door, and a person broke into the small room regardless of the guard's obstruction. Silas recognized that it was an officer from the Military Intelligence Department, the butcher Sarah Ka's younger brother Damik.

Damic's face was somewhat similar to his brother's, as if someone owed him a lot of money, but at least he said politely on the surface: "Dear Your Highness Alista, according to the itinerary, You should have already set off to return to your country at this time, and acting without authorization will make it very difficult for us."

"I just suddenly wanted to chat with an old friend from the past. Anduocia's hospitality is not so strict that I don't even have this little freedom." Alista stood up and looked at it with complicated eyes. After looking at Silas for a while, "I don't know when the next time we meet, take care, my old friend."

"I wish you the best of luck, Your Highness Alista." Silas resumed his cold manners, and watched the heir to the throne of Testara leave the room. Although he was full of distrust towards this "old friend", he He had to admit that Alista's words really disturbed his thoughts.

"Lord Silas, if you don't mind, can you tell me what His Royal Highness Alista told you?" Damick asked politely but without doubt.

"He's building a new dragon lair in Testara," Silas said. "And I don't like your attitude, Lord Damic."

"I will try my best to improve, Lord Silas." Damic said with a half-smile.

"What did your sinister old friend tell you?" Sarannar asked him the same question that night.

"Haven't you been watching me with magic? Why do you need to ask more." Silas' tone showed that he was not in a good mood.

"You don't think surveillance magic is really that magical, do you?" Sarannar laughed.

"……if not?"

"I found that people who don't understand magic always tend to imagine that magic is omnipotent, but in fact magic is just a more complicated tool, just like a fire." Saranal felt that he had found a very good one. The metaphor, on which he continues, "Humans have learned to use fire, and even the weakest of humans can master it for lighting and cooking, so people know that fire actually kills Powerful enough to incinerate everything living and dead, and not afraid of fire. But to beasts that don't know fire, this elusive mass of pain and death is as terrifying as magic , the only thing we can do is to run away from it.”

"...I have to say, I don't like that metaphor." Silas sighed. "But you're right, I still know as little about magic as a beast knows about fire."

"Looks like I need to teach my little beast a lesson, let you know what 'fire' can and can't do, come and lie down." Salanar patted the edge of the bed, Silas obediently passed Lying flat on the stone bed, Sarannar put his hands on his forehead, "Close your eyes, relax your mind, and follow the guidance of my magic power."

Silas cooperated very well. He felt that Sarannar injected a surge of magical power into his body, guiding him to use a brand new magic, just like the former swordsmanship teacher held his hand and taught him hand in hand. It's the same as how he should do an action.

Following Sarannar's guidance, he felt his consciousness leave his body, and everything he saw in front of him was a little blurry. Sarannar's voice echoed directly in the depths of his soul: "Remember the steps I showed, Just like this, set a coordinate on my body."

Silas saw Sarannar stand up and go to the study outside, took a book from the table, put it back on the shelf, and then returned to him: "What did I just do?"

"You took a book and put it back on the shelf." Silas opened his eyes, and he realized that he had succeeded, because he couldn't see the outside situation from where he was lying now, "so surveillance magic is like this It works, it's amazing."

"It's just scratching the surface, close your eyes and carry on."

Being able to learn new magic made Silas's depressed mood much happier. He closed his eyes and let Sarannar redirect his consciousness out of the cave.

The dragon knight Yelan was walking up from the steps of the barracks area with a bucket in hand. Sarannar said to him, "As I did just now, set the second coordinate on him."

Silas did as he did, and he did it right the first time, making Sarannar marvel at his magical talent.

They watched Yelan walk all the way back to Sencel's cave, and began to scrub the decorations inside while chatting with Sencel, who had turned into a human form, but the voice Silas heard was also intermittent, indistinct, and very It's hard to figure out what they're talking about.

"Set a few more coordinates, and your consciousness can switch between several coordinates at any time, and then go to find the next one." Salanar led him to a further place, this time he Seeing the Yinlong Xuefeng transformed into a human form, he tried to set the third coordinate on Xuefeng.

Xuefeng noticed it immediately, and looked back to this side. Silas felt as if he had been slapped severely, and his consciousness returned to his body all of a sudden, like waking up from a nightmare. He opened his eyes and panted heavily, "What happened?"

"If you try to monitor someone with stronger magic power than you, you will be discovered and countered." Sarannar asked again, "Guess what I did just now?"

Silas looked at him blankly, and then felt a chill in his chest. It turned out that Sarannar unbuttoned his chest at some point, and also took off the dragon scale hanging around his neck. Come down and play with it in your hand.

Silas touched his neck in surprise: "When...how did I feel nothing at all?"

"Because Yixin can't use it more." Sarannar looked at the scale and gave it back to him, "You already know how to use this magic, but your magic power can't maintain a coordinate for a long time, without me You can't concentrate well, you have to practice more."

Silas took the scale and hung it back around his neck, and said a little depressed: "I understand...it's like learning a set of sword moves, but you don't have the strength to hold the sword."

"I only taught you how to do it once, and you have already surpassed most beginners. If the guys in the Mage Association know that I have acquired such an outstanding apprentice, they will definitely be jealous and go crazy." Sarannar comforted Pat him gently, "Now you can understand the limitations of surveillance magic, and you won't think that you are being watched by me anytime, anywhere."

"With a teacher as good as you, I will be damned if I still don't understand." Silas sat up and buttoned his clothes.

"Then tell me, what did Alistar tell you?" Sarannar asked with a smile.

Silas thought for a while, and tried to restore the conversation at that time in as much detail as possible, lest his subjective impression affect Salanar's judgment.

After he finished speaking, Saranar pondered for a moment: "Well... that's all?"

"That's all about you." Silas said, turning his head to look at a decoration on the wall.

"You're dishonest." Sarannar smiled and turned his face back, "You haven't learned to lie like those old guys, so don't try to deceive me."

"I didn't intend to deceive you... I just think those words don't make any sense." Silas said with a tangled expression, "He said that you are not interested in me at all, and the purpose of being with me is just to make people believe You will continue to cooperate with humans, and you let me be the leader to show that the Dragon Knights can continue to exist."