"Ah...chirp!" Yingdira, who had fallen into a deep sleep for nearly three years after swallowing too many elemental hearts, opened her eyes in a daze and let out a big yawn.
The little girl who was somewhat similar to Muria's original form rubbed her eyes, and then looked at the boy with black hair and golden eyes who was waiting there with a confused expression. She immediately stood up and jumped up, "Murea.
"
"Boom!" Muria, who came here to wait after being notified by Taring Ino, felt like a shell being stuffed into the barrel of a cannon and then fired, hitting Yingdira's sleeping head directly at a speed that broke the sound barrier.
On the wall of the room.
"Crack!" Muria, whose back was half sunk into the wall, heard the sound of the wall cracking in his ears, and looked down helplessly at Indira, who was holding her tightly like an octopus in her arms.
"Indira, be careful to control your strength. If someone is hugged by you like this, they will be seriously injured even if they die."
"Except for other lower-level creatures, I won't touch them." Indira, who had a childish face and just woke up from sleep, looked a bit cute and muttered dissatisfiedly, "They are just food.
,I just want to eat them”
"That's not possible!" Muria rubbed Indira's little head, "I just want to give you a task, which is to take care of a little girl about your age."
"No." Indira refused without even thinking, "I want to follow you, and I don't want to take care of any little girl."
"You not only have to take care of her, but also protect her." Muria smiled and said her arrangements for this extraordinary void creature, "Indira, she is very rich, if you play well with her
, you don’t have to worry about food at all, someone will bring a variety of different foods to your mouth every day for you to eat.”
"Really?" Yingdira's golden eyes that were almost exactly the same as Muria's were shining brightly, and her heart moved. Although in her eyes, all living things except Muria were food, she didn't mind passing on food.
Get more food.
"Would I lie to you?"
"Where is the person you want me to take care of?"
"Get off me first. What do you mean by looking like this?" Muria pulled Yingdira's tail.
When Muria took Indira, who came down obediently, he did not take her out of the demiplane immediately, but took her around to a martial arts hall with hard walls and a wide space.
"Drink!" "Roar!"... The boy's war cry and the roar of the red dragon echoed in this hall that originally possessed the destructive power of the experimental metal golem.
"What do you want me to do? Keep fighting." After seeing the golden knight who was fighting fiercely after he came in, and Kleist, who showed his true form as the red dragon and was full of firepower, there were signs of a truce, Muria suddenly spoke out.
scolded.
After hearing Muria's words, Leon, who was about to stop, held the big sword in his hand, rode the magical war horse under his crotch, sprinted to the red dragon Kleist, and headed towards its thick and slender neck.
Cut it off.
"Qiang!" A harsh metal friction sound sounded. Just when the demon-hunting sword in Leon's hand was about to hit Kleist's neck, a crimson spiritual light shield appeared, blocking half of Kleist's breath.
He calmly dodged the blow, then flapped his dragon wings and hit Leon.
Even if he puts on the demon hunting armor, Leon has the power to fight the red dragon in close combat, but with his size and the armor, he only weighs so much. How can he carry a body that is more than thirty meters long?
Red dragon's wing strike.
So it was no surprise that Leon was whipped away by Kleist with both men and horses. However, with the protection of the armor, this guy immediately stood up again, carrying a big sword and continued to fight with Kleist.
According to the description of the combat power of the witcher knight in the legend, Leon should have pressed the red dragon Crest to the ground and rubbed it at this time, but the reality was that Leon, who was wearing the witcher armor, was pressed and beaten by the power of Crest.
.
One of the reasons for this is that Kleist is one level higher than Leon. But the more important reason is that Kleist is not a red dragon that can only fight hand-to-hand. It is proficient in all the spells it can master at this stage.
And when the red dragon masters spells, its combat power increase is not as simple as one plus one. It has almost no shortcomings and weaknesses. Therefore, the Demon Hunter Knight, which has been passed down by the human race for thousands of years and praised by countless people, will be suppressed and beaten.
In the corner, the twelve young five-color dragons who had taken refuge with Kleist were huddled there, trembling as they watched the confrontation between the knights and the red dragons. No matter which side they were, they were all beaten individually.
strength.
"Your Highness Muria." The extremely old green dragon Fiona, who was watching the battle and giving instructions to these five-color dragons, came over to pay homage to Muria very wisely. Her main task now is to manage those who have been exiled in the demiplane.
Human villains, by the way, teach those five-color dragons that grow wildly.
"Well!" Muria looked at the beautiful green-haired woman in front of him, nodded, and pointed at the five-color dragons who were brought with him because he had taken refuge in Kleist, "How are these guys studying?"
“Pretty good.”
"Rubbish!"
At this time, Muria heard two different comments and turned her head slightly. Muria looked in the direction of the sound and saw the red-haired young man walking in - Red Dragon Auston.
"Trash" was what he said.
"Your Highness Muria." Auston, who has been "tempered" and has no desires for the time being, bowed slightly to Muria and saluted, and then stared at the group of five-colored people in the corner with a look of arrogance and disdain.
Cage dragon.
"These guys are stupid, ignorant, and lazy. What I taught them one day, they will forget the next day. They are just a bunch of rubbish. It's really shameful for me to be the same dragon clan as these guys."
"Ahem, Mr. Alston, compared with their kind outside, they are already very good." Fiona, who felt that she was also being scolded, coughed and said. When she was young, she was not much better than these guys, and she also did not learn.
No skills.
"What's the point of comparing yourself to those rubbish from the outside world? You have to compare yourself to dragons like us." Auston said with disdain. He already knew what level he was and had the full confidence to despise those of the same kind.
"Okay, Auston, be patient. After all, their growth environment is different from yours." Muria said with a gentle smile, "You can find ways to increase their learning motivation, or use some punishment methods appropriately. As long as they don't hit
Just die.
Well, I suggest using some punishments such as peeling off scales and bleeding, so as not to hurt their lives, but also make them feel pain, but remember to collect those dragon blood and dragon scales, I can use them."
Auston and Fiona looked at each other, then nodded silently, remembering Muria's request.