Byron suddenly recalled the time when he was still very young — earlier than when he became a Knight, earlier than when he became a mercenary, and even earlier than when he became an apprentice swordsman.
It was when he was a teenager. He once did an amazing feat — when he was herding the cows for his family, he climbed onto the back of the bull and stabbed it with a long nail. For the next three minutes, he imagined that he was a heroic Knight who was trying to tame a dragon.
Ah, apart from lying in bed for ten whole days afterwards, what else could be more exciting and thrilling than such a feat?
Yes, when the bull under his butt was replaced by a real, furious female dragon.
Byron could not remember how he came to the ground. He only remembered a series of violent shaking, sudden liftoff, continuous tumbling and spinning in the air, a deafening roar, and a "landing" that was even more memorable than falling off the back of a bull. He felt pain all over his body, but miraculously, he did not break a single bone. When he got up from the ground, he saw the red dragon's head slowly lowering from above.
A pair of orange-red vertical pupils glowing with magic stared at him, so close that he could clearly see his reflection in the pupils. The red dragon's nose flapped slightly, revealing a frightening, half-meter-wide grin. Byron was sure that he saw smoke and flames rising from the corner of the dragon's mouth, and then he thought of what he had just done to the lady's back. He immediately took half a step back and said, "Ashalena, calm down! I didn't mean to — "
"Left, or right?" The red dragon's low and unhappy voice came from above, but it seemed that she had calmed down a little.
Byron was stunned. "What left or right?"
Ashalena's orange-red vertical pupils shrank a little, and a stream of flame flowed out from the corner of her mouth. "Where you vomited, was it on the left or the right?"
"Err … Left." Byron quickly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, but then he quickly corrected himself. "No, it was on your right, on the side of your right shoulder blade …"
As soon as his voice trailed off, the red dragon lady in front of him suddenly raised her head, and her slender neck, which was covered with fine scales, bent back to the limit. Her mouth, which was rising smoke and sparks, was aimed at the direction of her back where he could not see. Then the lady took a deep breath, and there was a whistling sound. The blazing dragon's breath spewed out, and the flames flowed through the edges and gaps of the steel wings, burning everything that did not belong there.
Byron looked up and was stunned. Suddenly, he remembered a record he had read in a book in his early years. It was a monograph on Giant Dragon studies written by a scholar named Xia Temar Sher, called The Outline of Dragon Slayer. The book clearly recorded that the fatal weakness of dragons was their back. If one could successfully stand on the back of a Giant Dragon and fix himself, the weaker "Dragon Slayer" could also have the opportunity to challenge the giant dragon and gain supreme glory and treasures.
Now he could be sure that the scholar was later burned to death by the local church in the name of "bewitching the people." In fact, it was not wrong at all.
While his mind was wandering, the red dragon's breath had ended. Ashalena shook her neck from side to side, and then lowered her head slightly to look at Byron again. "Is it all burned?"
"Err … I can't see … but I think it must have been burned clean. You were quite accurate with your spit," Byron said a little awkwardly and nervously. He tried to squeeze a smile on his face. "So, I'm really sorry. Are you still angry?"
"Don't mention the word 'spit'!" Ashalena growled a little angrily at first, then shook her head and muttered, "Well, I'm not angry anymore. I'm a mature lady now. I won't argue with you."
"That's good, that's good." Byron scratched his head and looked at Ashalena's huge body. "Then you should change back to your human form first. It's not convenient for you to move around in this form in the city."
Before Ashalena could react, a sharp whistle suddenly sounded from the corner of the street not far away. As soon as Hao Ren and the dragon looked in the direction of the sound, they saw a sheriff in a black uniform rushing toward them on a two-wheeled bicycle. He waved his arms and shouted, "You two! Don't even think about leaving! Stay there and don't move! "
While Byron was still in a daze, the sheriff had already arrived in front of him. Then, this young man in uniform, with a sheriff's hat and a riot control magical terminal on his waist and arms, slammed on the brakes and screeched to a halt. He jumped down from the two-wheeled vehicle and fearlessly looked up at the dazed Red Dragon. "You flew over from the sky, didn't you? You've violated the city's flight control regulations, don't you know that? You landed pretty fast. Our air traffic control didn't have time to take off to stop you. "
It was the first time Ashalena had encountered such a thing. The dragon lady, who was awe-inspiring just now, was a little confused now. She looked at Byron and heard Byron asking the young sheriff in confusion, "Since when is flying prohibited here? I remember that the Southern City District allows the dragons to fly at low altitudes and low speeds. This square is a temporary landing site. "
"Last month!" The sheriff took out a small ticket book from his pocket and said grumpily, "Previously, the dragonkin were allowed to fly in the city, but there were too many of them, and the noise was a nuisance to the residents. Coupled with the recent renovation of the city's high-altitude buildings, flying and landing in all areas of the inner city are not allowed. You can fly if you want to, but you have to go to the special landing pad in the suburbs if you want to."
As he spoke, the sheriff took out a pen and quickly wrote a lot of things in the small notebook. He then raised the ticket in Ashalena's direction. "Take a look at it yourself. Flying and landing without permission, not turning on the communication device, causing the air traffic control department to be unable to issue warnings and commands, releasing dragon's breath in the city, violating the fire safety regulations, and yelling and disturbing the residents. Ma 'am, your voice is too loud. It's like thunder. I can hear it from two blocks away. In short, you didn't write anything wrong. If you have any objections, go to the Southern City Public Security Administration Office. If you have no objections, sign it and pay the fine. After that, go to the air traffic control department to make a record and see how they deal with it. "
Ashalena lowered her head and tried to read the content of the ticket. Her two big eyes almost squeezed together. After the young sheriff finished reading, she looked away. The corner of her mouth could not help but twitch. She then looked at Byron with a strange look. She tried to lower her voice and whispered, "Hurry up and think of something. Aren't you a high-ranking general of the Empire? You can handle this kind of situation, right?"
Byron's expression became even more strange. He thought for a moment and shook his head. "I don't want to break the rules in this kind of situation. I'll pay the fine for you. I'll go with you to the air traffic control department. "
As he spoke, he began to fumble for his wallet in his pocket, preparing to pay the fine as soon as possible. It would be best if he could let the young sheriff in front of him register and leave as soon as possible. After that, he could accompany Asalena to the air traffic control department to report. Now, the young man in front of him obviously did not recognize his identity, which was a blessing in disguise. To be fair, even the most frivolous "Knight Byron" cared about his reputation. He did not wish for the news to spread throughout the city tomorrow that "the naval commander was sent to the security pavilion on his first day back home because he violated several public security regulations." Byron thought to himself, "The naval commander was sent to the security pavilion on his first day back home.
However, no matter how good a plan was, there would always be an accident. Especially today, Byron's luck did not seem to be very good. Just as he took out his wallet from his pocket, a familiar mechanical voice suddenly came from the alley not far away. "Dad?! Why are you … So it was you and the dragonkin who flew in the sky just now? "
The voice suddenly made Byron tremble. Then he saw Pea's figure in his line of sight. The latter trotted all the way with a surprised expression on her face. Before she reached him, she had already begun to babble. "Hey! Dad, why are you back today? Didn't I count the days before you left? And why didn't you send a magic network message before you came home? Who is this dragonkin? You came from the north together? You don't like flying, right? You said you'd rather ride a horse than a dragoon. By the way, you haven't received the message I sent you a while ago, right? Since you're home early, wait a minute … "
Pea's voice was emitted by the magical device she carried. As long as she thought, she could babble incessantly without needing to take a breath or rest. She had been babbling all the way until she reached Byron's eyes. That mechanical and emotionless voice was not affected by the running at all, and it was as if five drunk Amber's were talking at the same time. Byron opened his mouth a few times to interrupt but failed. Instead, it was the young sheriff who suddenly cried out in surprise, stopping Pea for a moment.
"Miss Pea?" The sheriff's eyes were full of surprise, his voice a little louder. Clearly, as one of the patrols in the vicinity, he was no stranger to Pea. "Why are you … Wait, is that your father?!"
The young man finally reacted, his body clearly stiffening for a moment. Then, with an exceptionally complicated and nervous gaze, he looked at Byron, who had already given up on thinking, with a stupefied expression. He opened his mouth for a long time before choking out the words, "You ….. Hello, Lord Byron, I didn't recognize you just now ….."
Byron finally slapped himself on the forehead and heaved a long sigh. Ashalena, who had been watching the show with great interest since the beginning, shook her slender neck and revealed a half-meter-wide smile full of fangs. "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh —"
Pea had no idea what was going on. She just turned her attention to the young sheriff. "Ah, Mr. George, you have not seen my father, but I think you should have seen him from books, TV shows, or some portraits, right?"
"This … I didn't dare to think of it," the young sheriff said, a little flustered. "I didn't expect to meet such a big shot …"
"Okay, okay, let's not talk about this." Byron felt more and more troubled. He quickly interrupted the conversation between the sheriff and Pea. He took out money from his wallet and said quickly, "I'll pay the fine first, okay? Then, when I get home, I'll go to the air traffic control. Don't worry, I'll go. And the lady next to me, she'll definitely go too … "
The sheriff suddenly looked a little flustered. "This … If I knew it was you …"
"Fortunately, you didn't know it was me before! Fortunately, you know it's me now! " Byron didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Hurry up and finish your work, young man. I don't want to stand here any longer. I'm afraid the whole street knows what's going on here. I can already see people gathering at the entrance of the street to watch the fun."
The sheriff quickly took the fine and nodded. "Ah … Ah, okay! Lord Byron! I'll sign it right away … "
Pea looked up curiously at Asalena, who was enjoying the scenery, and then looked at Byron. "Dad, what's wrong with you guys? Why do I feel that the atmosphere here is not as simple as flying and landing in violation of regulations … Is this dragon a lady? I've never seen her before! Dad, is she your friend? Can you introduce me … "
Seeing that Pea was getting angry again, Byron's forehead was covered in cold sweat. He waved his hand and said, "Let's go home, let's talk at home!"
Then he turned to look at Asalena. "Are you still going to watch the show? Hurry up and change back. You're already busy enough here! "
Asalena snorted, but she was obviously in a good mood. She moved her limbs casually, and a huge light curtain appeared out of thin air, completely covering her huge body. In the light and shadow, the body of the Giant Dragon quickly disappeared.
Looking at the figure that appeared in the light curtain, Pea opened her eyes wide in surprise. "Oh —"
The red-haired Dragonmark Witch walked out of the screen of light. She smiled and walked up to Pea. She waved at the little girl who had fallen into a daze. "Hello, I know your name is Pea. Your father often talks about you. You can call me Asalena."
… …
In Cecil Palace, in the study on the second floor covered with a blue velvet carpet, Amber's figure emerged from the shadows and jumped lightly to Gwen's desk. "Byron is back, and there seems to be some noise over there."
"Not too big, not too small either?" Gwen looked up from the pile of documents in surprise. He knew that Byron would arrive in Cecil City today. After all, he had received a report from the North Port. But he was more interested in the "noise" mentioned by Amber. "What's he doing now? It shouldn't be that bad. He's been a lot calmer in the past two years … "
"He came back with Asalena. Oh, it was mentioned in the report before," Amber said casually. "It's not a big deal. It's just that the foreign dragon descendant is not familiar with the local system. Then Byron and the dragon were detained together …"
Gwen was speechless.
He didn't expect that Byron, who hadn't returned for more than a year, would actually cause such a commotion when he reappeared. How should he put it … he was truly worthy of being one of Cecil's most experienced comedians …
He shook his head, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. He felt that it was not a big deal. Just then, a knock on the door interrupted his conversation with Amber.
The door of the study opened, and Betty appeared in front of him. She was a little out of breath and looked like she had trotted all the way here.
"My Lord … Your Majesty!" The head maid almost said the wrong thing as soon as she opened her mouth. She hurriedly adjusted her words before continuing, "Miss Melita of the dragon race is here. She said that she brought important information about Tarron... and it has something to do with the Wilde family."
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