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After telling Hofinger about the guards of the twelve knights, Blue La Roche, she sighed for a while, with a little sense of identity in her eyes.

"Master Lan La Roche deserves to be the best knight under King Arthur. Her loyalty is indeed my role model."

"..."

I said, boss Hoffinger, are you a crime statement?

Seeing Hoffinger's yearning for her face, she seemed to be in a place where she would do exactly the same thing instead of Lan La Roche. I know that this Arthurian brain powder has entered the advanced stage and there is no cure.

"It turned out that Master Lan La Roche arbitrarily increased the difficulty of the test. In this way, the successor of King Arthur was able to pass the test under such conditions. There are indeed two brushes."

"That's for sure." I was a little lacking in arrogance and was proud of my chest again. Should I tell her that it was the three people who worked together to defeat the Stone Man King and passed the final test? Forget it, it's a beautiful misunderstanding, save Hoffinger for this reason.

"However, in fact, I am not completely defeated. It is because of the idea of ​​Lord Lanlaroch that the successor of King Arthur cannot pass the test in a short time. Strictly speaking, this is not a problem with the test set by Lord Arthur. "

"However, it was King Arthur who asked Lan La Luohe to be the guardian of the test. How to say, this pot must still be carried by her."

"Small thing, what do you say? Not only question the test set by Lord Arthur. Even began to question the wise decision of Lord Arthur?" Hoffinger suddenly raised his head, and the fire from his nostrils almost fell on me. .

Damn it, this brain remnant powder has brought Xiaobodian together with him since long ago. Obediently fulfill the gambling contract.

I was also annoyed, even King Arthur himself privately said that she had come back to the pot, and you are yelling here.

"Master Hoffinger, do you want to refuse to admit your gamble?"

"Oh?" Seeing that I had always played the honest man, I got angry, and Hoffinger's dragon pupil squinted slightly.

"What if I say yes?"

"Then I will immediately turn around and leave, and I won't say anything. After all, you have been guarding the elven clan for so many years and it deserves respect."

"You kid, do you want to say what I'm doing now, is it not worthy of respect?" Hoffinger Griha took a sneeze, sneezed, and the flames of the sky spewed out of his mouth. Saqili three people nervous.

What do you say, the flame smells strong?

"Well, it seems that you are a little courageous." Suddenly, Hoffinger's expression eased, and he extended his paws and gently poked, straightening my spine.

"Small thing. Remember, as the successor to Her Majesty the Queen, apart from Lord Arthur, you can disobey and straighten your waist. Be angry when you are angry, and don't lose face to Her Majesty."

what is this? The test? I saw a bitter smile on Hoffinger's face.

"If I have always been promised, I really don’t plan to give the queen’s blood to you, after all. This blood contains the queen’s expectations. I must not give it to a guy who has no guts. The elder dragon wanted to deprive the queen, and the queen directly killed the clan. The red dragons were beaten up and down. Although they were regrettable and never seen with their own eyes, just imagine, you can feel the queen’s skyrocketing. Courage and courage..."

Hoffinger, who entered the recall mode, started chattering, because it was all about the history of some dragons, and it was already out of print, so we didn’t feel boring, we listened with relish, and we sighed from time to time. There is such a black history.

It took a while for it to stop: "As I got older, I started to become verbose unconsciously and wanted to find someone to talk to."

With an old sigh, Hoffinger finally reached into his arms, seeming to be very reluctant, struggling for half a minute before he gritted his teeth, holding the bottle, which was only **** in size, The exquisite ornate crystal bottle of the blood of Queen Red Dragon was taken out.

"This bottle of blood, handed down from generation to generation of my original ancestor, has been handed down for hundreds of thousands of years. Even if I lost my life, my ancestors and I never dared to lose it. Now, it is finally in my hands. It was transferred on the go."

Hoffinger looked at the bottle reluctantly and said that this bottle of blood not only contained the will of the Red Dragon Queen, but also inherited the guardian obsession of its ancestors for generations. Going out, always let Hoffinger have a kind of ancestor's inheritance sadness and self-blame.

"However, if you don't send it out, it will accompany me into the coffin." Suddenly, Hoffinger said self-deprecatingly, because it did not leave any heirs, it was already the last generation of guards.

"At least you, inheriting the position of the queen of the year, are the most suitable candidates. Presumably when the tomb of the dragon is sleeping, the queen and ancestors will not blame me."

With that, it handed me the claws at a slow speed, and we suddenly found that this red dragon, which had entered old age, contained sour tears in its eyes, and it was flowing drop by drop, like a line of fire. Red beads.

It can make a proud dragon cry. The meaning of this crystal bottle makes my inner joy suddenly become a huge pressure.

Perhaps, at this time, Hoffinger's approach is similar to that of Rukogas. The only difference is that Rukogas is entrusting his inheritance, and Hoffinger is the queen of the Red Dragon and the ancestors. Inheritance is entrusted. In contrast, Hoffinger's inner pressure is greater, because some things are more important than life.

The solemnity on my face unconsciously took me carefully from Hoffinger's claws to the crystal bottle and held it in my palm. The bottle was small. It's only half a slap, so I can almost hold it completely.

However, the weight from inside made my blood boil and burn, and my body was hot. It's like turning into a fireman.

"Master Hoffinger, rest assured, I will not insult the blood of Queen Red Dragon." Feeling this extraordinarily heavy trust, I raised my head and promised to Hoffinger who burst into tears.

"That is inevitable."

It blinked slowly to stop the tears. Looking at the bottle that has fallen into my hand, my eyes are full of reluctance, emptiness, and confusion, as if I have lost my goal of moving forward, and am motivated to live. However, it seems to be mixed with a trace of complex relief.

"Okay, the biggest task of my life has been completed."

He took a long breath and turned it into flames, burning the clouds on the horizon. Hoffinger was as if he had lost all his strength, and he was powerless to lay his head on the ground again. A pair of fiery red eyes, watching us silently.

"Boy, you must not abuse this bottle of blood, not only for others, even for yourself."

"I remember that you said that you can only use it at the highest level of the world, right."

"Yes, but. At least, I can see that you seem to have used the calmness and surplus of this state in your body, but, if you use it now. There will still be a certain life threat. This danger is not only derived from Your strength is not yet able to fully withstand the baptism of fine blood, there is one more..."

Hoffingley paused. There seemed to be something difficult to tell. After hesitating for a while, it finally opened for the sake of my life.

"Although saying this is very rude to the queen, but you also know that this bottle of essence blood is an object passed down hundreds of thousands of years ago in the time of King Arthur, even the most powerful golden dragon in the world can not resist Time is passing, so to speak, that is to say, in fact, I dare not guarantee that there will be some...a little...a slight change in the Queen’s blood."

Hearing these words, I stumbled on one foot, but fortunately, Sa Qili, who was next to her, hurriedly held it up before she fell to the ground.

"Sir Hoffinger..." With a sad face, I looked at the red dragon with an embarrassed face.

"You say this, what should I do, is there any deterioration... No, it is change, what kind of side effects will it produce, can't you be more clear?"

"Sorry, I really can't do it. Whether it changes, what kind of effect it will have, everything has to be left to fate."

I believe that destiny is a goddamn, God that guy is still cleaning the toilet in the Space-Time Administration

With a bear-child card rage, I watched Hoffinger's helplessness and realized that it had done its best.

"Or... what kind of thing to try first?"

"No!" Hoffinger suddenly raised his head and shouted at my ear. The strong sound wave directly scraped me away, and then it extended his paws and pulled me back again.

"What do you think of the blood of Her Majesty the Queen, and you just promised you will not humiliate it? Isn't it? Don't look at the large bottle, there are at most two or three drops in it. Who do you want to test? And the test product you want is There must be a high-level world, can the Dark Continent now afford such a price?"

Paws lifted me upside down, and Hoffinger put his hilly head up, shouting a series of shouts at my ears again, shocked me, and my soul was about to come out of my nose. Too.

"I know, I know, Lord Hoffinger, I'm just kidding." Last resort, I had to beg for mercy.

"Huh, no joke is possible, you little thing." Hoffinger was relieved and threw me down.

"I'm not allowed to do this, but Master Hoffinger, you have to give a reliable way, I don't want to commit my life to destiny." I cried with a sad face and a snot Tears cried.

"Everyone is accepting the arrangement of fate. Do you think you can escape?" Hoffinger seemed to say a very philosophical sentence, which made people want to fall into a wave of contemplation.

"Master Hoffinger, there are many kinds of fate. I don't want to bet my life on this strange place."

"Huh, so humans are really troublesome."

Hoffinger cut a bit, and after a little thinking, he finally said: "The only way I can think of is to use the queen's blood on the basis of strength. As long as his own strength is strong enough, that is insignificant. I don’t even know if there are side effects or not, and I can easily suppress them."

"Okay." I summarized all of Hoffinger's words and came to a conclusion.

"In short, what you mean is to try to improve your strength before using essence blood. Otherwise, you will be at your own risk, right."

"It's almost like that." Hoffinger's face was thick, and when he admitted this, he didn't blush or pant, and I looked very innocent.

I knelt at that time, feeling that the hand held was not the treasure. It's a time bomb.

With a lot of hesitation and anxiety in my heart, I have no interest in chatting. In the back, it is the hot conversation between Hoffinger and Sa Qili. Both of them are female, and they seem to have a lot in common in character. . It was very speculative.

We didn't say goodbye to Hoffinger until the afternoon, and finally found a talker with a common topic. It seemed a bit reluctant. He told Saqili to come over when he was free. Even if she brought her teammates, it didn't matter. Not too many people. Disturbing the quietness here, as for Shahick, the poor guy was gorgeously ignored from beginning to end.

Tragedy!

On the way back, Shahick and I shouted with sorrow at the same time.

He finally saw the Red Dragon once, but he didn't even say a word, and he became a player of flowers and trees on the stage, not even a side shot.

I came with my heart full of joy, but the result was that I got a bottle of sperm and blood for the unknown.

"Uncle Shahick, such a boring and full of malicious life, don't you want to completely break it. Welcome a new life, so that everyone can only look at you in the future, not ignore you?"

"That's right, I have to work hard." Shahick's eyes burned with fighting spirit and wanted to be stronger. Let Hoffinger no longer ignore his existence.

"That's the momentum. Now, Uncle Shahick, a great opportunity is before your eyes. Have the Saint Dragon Knight heard? Haven't heard of it? That's right. This is a legendary legendary profession. Now , As long as you take this bottle of essential blood, you can have it, change everything, what are you waiting for, and move your heart to action, nod your head quickly."

Shashik, who was warm-hearted, was not fooling, and halfway through my words, he showed a vigilant look.

"Brother newcomer, do you want to use me as a mouse?"

"Look what you said, I am giving you an opportunity to create a dream." I held my right hand high as a dream mentor.

"Forget it." Shahick shook his head in a huff.

"Not to mention my strength is far from enough to bear it."

"You can wait, the small threshold of world power is not high for you, Uncle Shahick?"

"Even if you really wait until then..." Shahik's face is greedy, who doesn't want to get the dragon's heritage, who doesn't want to be the first person in the dark continent, but he held back, because of the contradictory mood and showed pain Crying face.

"In case of a monster, there are two beautiful wives in my family. How do you let me go back to meet them?"

"Look at you like this." I shook my head helplessly, and my eyes fell on Sa Qili again, eager to try.

"Our Necromancer is not compatible with the Red Dragon." This witty camp witch blocked all my thoughts in one sentence and disappointed me. How could the white mouse be so hard to find? Perhaps, I should pin my hopes on Tulakov, seduced by the legend of the dragon barbarian (?) profession?

When we get back to the area where the reel can be used, let's talk about it and start the reel immediately back to Kurast Seaport. This short trip really makes me tired and I don't like it. Let's go back to rest early.

But before I stepped into the teleportation array and prepared to go back to the camp, I was taken by death.

"Why, stupid Wu came and wanted to run? Could it be that His Highness was afraid to stay here more?"

"Huh?" Looking back, I looked at the proud Beiya girl, showing dullness.

This guy, who didn't take medicine today, feels cute?

"How do you know I'm here?" I suffocated, but I finally couldn't help but asked. I was so tired that I really didn't want to get entangled with the wild girl.

"Hum hum." Beja hummed proudly, letting himself out, exposing the people behind him.

"You guys..." Looking at the expressionless princess Sanwu and Aiwaer, I was completely relieved, and I should have guessed who had betrayed myself just now. Only she and Aiwaer knew my whereabouts.

"Hum, without further ado, when you come to your Highness's site, don't want to leave easily, Jie Luka, drag me this stupid back."

"Yes, Her Royal Highness." Huang Duanzi, the maid behind, bent down and said quietly, how come I have never seen such a standard maid's etiquette and attitude when you followed me?

In a blink of an eye, I was held up by Huang Duanzi's maid, and she was put up firmly. Oops, this dumb maid... Was the chest a little bigger?

I resisted the expression of enjoyment and showed a bitter face: "Jeluka, you are my close-knit maid, right?"

"Sorry~lightnovelpub.net~, Your mission this time is to protect and protect Princess Beja and take orders from her together. Isn't that what you ordered?"

"You excuse to find Lisuo, after all, you just want to be arrogant in front of my master, are you going to fight against me?"

"It was actually guessed by you." Huang Duanzi's maid looked shocked.

I confessed shamelessly?

I also expressed shock. It seems that the little maid's **** is really itchy, and it would be better not to expose the shaking M attribute on the bed. A pitiful appearance of being spoiled and crying to me for mercy.

Let's take a look at Saqili and Shashik again. My little one looked forward to their rescue. As a result, these two people directly greeted the elven acquaintances next to them, talking and laughing, completely ignoring my master kidnapped by the maid.

Where is the reason and justice? ?

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