After getting Saruman's promise, Søren felt a lot more relieved.
Since he promised to complete the task at the end of the month, he would wait for a while. Before leaving, Søren couldn't help but glance at the man-eating plants again. He didn't know if it was his illusion, but he actually found that the plants moved strangely. These mutant plants were a bit special. He hoped that Saruman's research on them would not cause any trouble.
It was almost evening.
Søren walked around the camp, then he was ready to go back and continue to study "Melf's Minute Meteors."
This low-level god-slaying spell was really not a joke. Søren had been analyzing the spell model for so many days, but he still hadn't made much progress. In the structure of the spell model of "Melf's Minute Meteors," there were many quite complicated spell nodes and spell circuits. If the spell model was compared to a circuit board, then the other level three spells were at the level of a calculator, and Melf's Minute Meteors was at the level of a computer. This required quite an amazing memory and analytical ability. According to Søren's estimation, the difficulty of mastering it was almost higher than level six spells.
The sea breeze blew from the side.
Søren walked along the road and then came to the west gate.
As soon as he arrived here, he saw the patrolling guards a little panicked, but it didn't seem to be a big deal.
"Your … Your Excellency! … "
When the guard captain in charge of training saw Søren, he immediately trotted over and said, "Miss! Miss is leading … leading … a dragon for a walk over there! … "
A dragon?
Søren was startled when he heard the words, then he hurried over there.
As soon as he walked around the gate, Søren saw Vivian in front of him, wearing a black princess dress and walking quite happily. Her expression was a little smug. Behind the little girl was a Quetzalcoatlus the size of a hound. It seemed to have just hatched a few days ago. At this moment, she was tying it around her neck with a pink rope, and then walking it like walking a dog. The newly hatched Quetzalcoatlus was not big, but its eyes were full of fierceness. Occasionally, when someone passed by nearby, it would open its mouth and growl. It also raised its dragon wings and pretended to pounce.
The growth cycle of dragon creatures was slow, but they had combat power very early.
The baby dragon could fight as soon as it was born and ate the dragon egg. The pure-blooded baby dragon had a challenge level of 1 when it was born, and it could easily kill an adult man without combat training. In three to five days, the baby dragon would grow fangs and claws, and the challenge level would increase to level 2 to 3, and be able to kill some newly advanced professions. Although the Quetzalcoatlus in front of him seemed to have just hatched, it was still easy to kill one or two adults.
The untamed Quetzalcoatlus was full of ferocity, and it was being pulled forward by Vivian with a rope.
. the little girl's's's's's, it's's's's's It seemed that it had suffered a lot at the hands of the little girl after it hatched. The Dragon Whelps would not treat the first person they saw as their parents. The Dragon Race's hereditary memory was no joke. They could still tell the difference even if they did not look alike at all and smelled completely different. It was a lot more dangerous to raise a Sky Dragon than a wild wolf cub. That was why Søren didn't want the girl to raise one.
"Brother!"
Vivian soon discovered Søren behind them. The little girl let out a cheerful cry, and then used a rope to pull the Quetzalcoatlus over.
The newly hatched Quetzalcoatlus could not fly yet, and its running speed was not fast either. It was forced to crawl forward.
"Look!"
Vivian looked as if she was presenting a treasure. She raised the pink rope and kicked the Quetzalcoatlus with her little foot. She pulled the Quetzalcoatlus in front of Søren and said happily, "The dragon egg hatched! Big Brother, look! It's called Little Black! Doesn't it look very impressive? "
Little Black …
Søren's mouth twitched when he heard that. He then forced himself to nod and said, "Yes, it looks very impressive!"
"Hehe!"
Vivian laughed happily when she heard that. She then waved her little hand and led the Quetzalcoatlus forward. She wanted to take it for a walk so that the others could get to know it. The people here were quite violent. She didn't want Little Black to be killed by these ferocious guys the next time it went out to play. The little girl's steps were very happy. Her little hand was holding a rope, and she was dragging the ferocious Quetzalcoatlus behind her. Occasionally, other people would be shocked when they saw her.
Everyone would probably know that the Young Mistress had a dragon by tomorrow!
But it was indeed very impressive. Other people were walking dogs, but she was walking a dragon. Seeing the little girl so happy, Søren could only shake his head and let her be.
Dinner time.
Vivian came back with the Quetzalcoatlus.
The newly hatched Quetzalcoatlus had a huge appetite. If there was enough food, they could gain three to five pounds a day. In about half a year, this Quetzalcoatlus could reach a weight of about 1000 pounds. The catgirl in a small maid costume was responsible for feeding it. She carried a big wooden bucket with one hand, which was filled with fresh fish that was sent over from the port. The little catgirl seemed to be very playful. She grabbed a fish and threw it here and there. The Quetzalcoatlus in front of her stretched its neck and caught the fish with its head.
It opened its mouth and swallowed the foot-long fish in one bite.
It had just hatched for a day or two, and this Quetzalcoatlus could already eat a bucket full of fresh fish.
Occasionally, the little catgirl would pick up a fresh fish and smell it. She seemed to like the smell of the fish. Unfortunately, she didn't dare to put it into her mouth after looking around.
Because if she ate the fish raw, Vivian would teach her a lesson.
She was a little afraid of Vivian.
Especially when she was wearing a black princess dress, the little catgirl always felt bad and scared.
A quiet day passed by just like that.
Søren began to analyze the spell model of 'Melf's Minute Meteors' after nightfall. Perhaps because of the accumulation of the previous few days, his research progress was slightly faster now.
A magic lamp was lit in the spacious room. It felt like a 100-watt light bulb.
This was an alchemy tool brought over by Gloria. There were also some alchemy tools made by the wizard Saruman. Because there were two more orthodox wizards around him, Søren also began to enjoy some of the more advanced conveniences. Most of the time, the wizard world was full of a sci-fi fantasy world. Søren still thought that there was not much difference between golems and highly intelligent robots. In some fields, golems were even more superior than robots.
Søren, who was in a state of research, forgot about the passage of time.
He didn't know how much time had passed. When he came back to his senses from the spell research, the sky was completely dark.
Tap tap tap.
A very light sound of footsteps approached from a distance, and then stopped in front of Søren's door.
"Vivian?"
Søren listened for a while, then put down the quill in his hand, and then put away a large stack of white paper. With the improvement of his strength, his perception and listening ability became stronger and stronger. The possibility of other Rogues wanting to sneak attack Søren was quite low. Even in daily life, he was more sensitive than before.
He got up and gently opened the door, and then saw the little girl standing in front of the door.
Vivian was wearing a pure white nightgown and pink cotton slippers on her feet. There seemed to be a little tears in her beautiful big eyes, as if she had just woken up and was still a little confused.
"Brother!" The little girl opened her small hands and threw herself into Søren's arms. Drops of tears fell from her beautiful big eyes.
Søren quickly hugged the little girl in front of him, leaned over and kissed her forehead. He raised his hand and stroked her back, and said softly, "What's wrong? Why are you suddenly crying? "
Vivian buried her little head in Søren's arms like a little kitten, and then whispered, "Brother! I dreamed of Heath … "
Heath.
That loyal old dog.
Søren's face showed a rare trace of sadness and nostalgia. He gently hugged the little girl in front of him, kissed her on the cheek, and said softly, "Don't cry … We buried Heath in the cemetery. He will rest in peace in the kingdom of the God of the Underworld! … "
Perhaps it was because she had a new pet, the little girl remembered the old dog that grew up with her.
Søren was a cold person.
There were not many people that he respected, and that old dog did what many people couldn't do.
It was a loyal old dog.
Søren could still remember how old the old dog was, but it still stood firmly by the little girl's side. Unfortunately, it didn't even have a full meal before it died. Instead, it lay in a corner and died peacefully.
Because Søren had come back to life.
And its mission was completed.
Faith kept the old and hungry dog alive until Søren woke up. Then, it relieved itself of its burden and left peacefully in a deep sleep.
Søren buried it in the cemetery because it was qualified to do so.
"Brother …"
Vivian seemed to feel a lot better after being touched by Søren. She raised her head and looked at Søren, and whispered, "Vivian has become so powerful. Can you bring Heath back to life? "
"I miss him a lot!"
Silence.
Søren fell silent. He stroked the little girl's long hair and kissed her forehead, but he didn't answer her question.
Vivian seemed to have understood something. She curled up in Søren's arms with a sad expression.
"Heath …"
The little girl's voice was choked with sobs. She murmured, "Is he really dead? Will he never come back …"
"Huhuhu! … "
… … …
(PS: That's all for today. I'll probably finish it in ten chapters.)
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