"God! Slow down Dos!" Roland leaned on the dragon saddle and said with some concern. After all, Dos was jumping like he was in heat. Because the space was constantly changing at high speed, Roland had obviously felt stomach discomfort.

At this moment, Roland probably didn't know that he had successfully led Caslo and Ajax. Dos, who jumped forward in space, was much faster than the two giant dragons flying with flapping their wings...

Roland was immersed in the stimulation of flying. As a real dragon knight, it was the first time he flew on the dragon's back. He had never ridden Dos before. After all, Dos is still a young dragon. If he wanted to ride, he needed to use the power of his ancestors. He became the one who asked him to do the same thing as he is now.

"Slow down..." Roland, who was holding the dragon saddle, finally couldn't help but vomit. With the continuous twist of space, Roland, who could not adapt to the environment, turned into a jet warrior...

"Wait!" Roland, who controlled Dos to fall into the forest, covered his mouth and rolled down from the dragon's back, lay on the ground and started vomiting.

Roland, who vomited for a long time, finally recovered. Sure enough, the Dragon Knight is not something that ordinary people can do. Roland, who has not undergone any Dragon Knight training, just wants to say that he regrets it at this moment.

The seemingly cool dragon knight's combat skills actually have very high requirements for the dragon knight's sense of balance. Doss's simple rolling and soaring made Roland complain.

"Let's go!" Roland, who wiped his mouth, climbed up the dragon saddle again. As a dragon knight, if he couldn't even conquer the sky, he would just terminate the contract and continue to be a mud-legged person.

"My friend? Are you okay?" Although Dos, who is still very childish, has inherited the memories and knowledge of his ancestors, his mental immaturity is still very obvious. In his impression, the promise of playing house between the dragon cavalry is similar to that between friends.

"Hmm? Can you speak?" Roland leaned back with a tactical attitude, never expecting Dos to speak!

"Well, I am already talking in my youthful body." Dos proudly shook his delicate and noble dragon horns. Once the dragon leaves the juvenile stage, all the structures of the body will develop and mature. At this time, dragon language or mouth speech are normal.

"Okay, Dos, let's go!" Roland nodded.

"Where are we going?" Dos's words were obviously awkward. At this moment, he changed to the Dragon Word, which he was best at.

"Lion Leader!" Roland was also a person who learned the Dragon Language, so there was no problem communicating with Dos.

"Okay!" Doss's big head was aware of it.

"Go!" Roland grabbed the reins.

"But...where is the lion's neck?" Dos asked, twisting his slender neck.

"Aba Aba..." Roland was stunned.

"Then you just..." Roland pointed to Dos bitterly.

"Oh? I flew with those two tribes just now!" Dos said for granted.

"What about them?"

"I don't know! They are so slow, I'll hurry up by myself. The power of the ancestors can't last for that long!" Dos shook his head.

"..." Roland stared at Dos in despair.

"You know the Mist Mountains!" Roland thought for a while and pointed out a general direction first.

"Of course!" Dos raised his head proudly.

"Then go towards the misty mountains!" Roland ordered.

"But where is the misty mountain?" Dos, who scratched his neck, was stunned.

"Don't you know?" Roland stared at Dos with big eyes.

"I know! The memory I passed down from generation to generation contains all the maps of Middle-earth, but I don't know where it is?" Dos, who spread his claws, said confidently.

"What a talent!" Roland almost laughed angry. It was so amazing. He only now knew that there was a map in his mind and no location. Just as you remembered the territory of China, but you didn't know where it was a truth.

"Then do you know where we are now?" Roland narrowed his eyes and said, looking for the next best.

"I don't know..." Dos was very innocent when he shook his tail.

"Then let's go!" Roland gritted his teeth, very well, he thought he wouldn't get lost again in this life... It seems that he was too worried, so he could even ride a dragon and get lost.

Roland almost made himself angry. The first human king in Middle-earth history who was lost and starved to death is about to appear, and he is also a sacred dragon knight.

"Think about a way, can you still go back to the place where we just set out? Do you still remember the space anchor?" Roland knew that space jumps require space anchors, and skilled space attribute users can find space anchors to where they want to go.

"Forgot..." Dos said with confidence, I am just a young dragon, I am so capable. Do I have that kind of ability? Please give me the ancestors' strength, not mine.

Roland is now well aware of the unreliability of the power of the ancestor. As expected, you can't control it after over-controlling the power! Guess how outrageous the space power of the young body Dos, the Golden Holy Dragon who inherited the bloodline of his father's Silver Dragon and his mother's Golden Dragon? I'll flash all the way, and God knows where they are now!

"System? Help me check where I am?" Roland could only ask for help from his system's father.

“…”

Well, the system had no hope. He put away the Wanlong Fans singing helplessly, and wasted his interest in becoming a dragon knight.

"Aren't we leaving?" Dos raised his tail and tilted his head.

"Go to the Endless Sea?" Roland was angry and laughed. As you fly at your speed, everyone can see the sea in a while.

"Swish!" Roland pulled out the Dragon Sword and took out the Holy Shield Aliar. After all, he could only rely on himself at this moment, and Dos could no longer count on him.

"Change back to your original body shape, and you can save some energy!" Roland shook his head helplessly.

"And!" A platinum light and shadow flashed, and a little dragon with an arm ran out and crawled into Roland's arms.

"Crack!" Roland sighed after slashing over a branch blocking the road with one sword, and advanced in the forest where countless rotten leaves were piled up.

"This is either a foggy mountain range or a dark forest!" Roland grabbed a handful of rotten leaves and looked at it. Only a large area of ​​forests could have such a situation. The forest in early spring has not sprouted yet, and Roland cannot judge his location by trees.

Fortunately, the sun began to tilt westward. Roland had found a sense of direction along the trajectory of the sun, but the next choice made Roland difficult...

There is no other reason. Just look at Roland's current shit-like position. The north of the Mist Mountains is the territory of orcs, the south of the Dark Forest is the territory of orcs, and Roland's allies are in the corresponding south Moria, and the other is the magical jungle in the north...

Half of them are correct and straightforward, but if you don’t choose well, you will start the seat. Roland has considered going to the east and west, but because the span is too large and it takes too long.

But in the end, what prompted Roland to make up his mind was Dos in his arms. After glanced at the unreliable dragon in his arms, Roland decided to seek stability. In the choices of north and south, he chose to go west!
Chapter completed!