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The next day, the seventh Long Sheri...

A standard college uniform was replaced with a dragon suit, standing in front of the dragon room in Lancelot, silently standing in front of the door, Sylvia stood in front of the speech, as if to be accepted by a knowledgeable doctoral professor. Students in general, or should be said to be like students who participated in military training, the body is straight and the face is solemn.

Looking at this scene of disobedience, on the side, Cosette, who had a plate with a teapot and a teacup in his hand, felt a little bit stunned, but he did not dare to laugh at this occasion, only to work hard. Kneeling, this made Cosette feel very hard for the first time in his life.

However, no matter what Cosette feels, the two of them are really serious.

"There is only three days, and there is not much time to waste us. Therefore, I will not talk nonsense and go directly to the theme!"

Taking advantage of the height, he looked at Sylvia with no words and began to understand.

"You are the top student of the college. You should know, what is the source of the power of a 'Dragon Knight'?..."

"Yes!" Just like the students in the school, Sylvia answered seriously.

"Whether it is 'Yulong people' or 'Dragon Knights', its own strength comes from two aspects, one is the strength of 'Pal' and the other is the rider's riding skills. These two aspects are combined. The power of a 'Yulongren' or 'Dragon Knight', only the 'Sacred Dragon Knight' will add the ability of 'Sanctuary'!"

"Positive solution!" A clapping of forceless.

"That is to say. I want you to improve your strength in a short period of time, you can only start from two aspects!"

"One is the growth of Lancelot's own strength!" Silently patted Lancelot's head.

“If Lancelot grows and strengthens its strength, then even if the rider’s ability remains the same, the overall strength will be strengthened!”

"However, the growth of the dragon is not only closely related to the care of its owner, but also has a vital connection with its own blood and talent!" Shakelessly shook his head.

"Lancelot is better than the ordinary dragons in blood or talent, and with your careful care, its growth is evident. But now, we only have three days, three days It is impossible to make much growth in Lancelot..."

Silent eyes straight to Sylvia.

"So, we can only start from the second aspect, that is the rider!"

coming!

Sylvia swallowed involuntarily, recalling the seemingly wicked smile of the night and the so-called 'the taste of hell'. Sylvia, who had a small amount of courage, couldn’t help but get nervous.

"In these three days, it is not so much to let you conduct special training with Lancelot, it is better to let you carry out special training..." Silently and carelessly took the reins of Lancelot and went outside the dragon house. Go.

"Come with me!"

Looking at the speechless Lancelot out of the Dragon House, Sylvia quickly followed, and Cosette also took a leisurely pace. Followed by the two, came to the open space outside the dragon house.

"In order to be able to win you in a duel after three days, I will teach you my riding skills!"

When I came to the open space, I said a word in silence, and I was so ecstatic in Sylvia.

Silent riding dragon skills. That was the evaluation of Rebecca as 'invincible'!

Although only three days, I certainly can't let Sylvia learn how many silent dragons. But being able to learn a trick and a half is absolutely fortunate.

After all, there is no word, but there have been many times to use the magical dragon riding skills to make the dragon weak and strong.

If you can learn the magical dragon riding skills, then maybe you can make Lancelot weak and strong, then maybe...

Just as Sylvia began to rise a little bit of fighting spirit, it was silent but it was wiped out in one sentence.

"Just, there is another thing we need to do before teaching you to ride the dragon!"

"Another thing?..." Sylvia groaned slightly.

Seeing Sylvia's unclear appearance, he made a hint.

"Remember the speed of the flight that Lancelot showed at the time when he was dealing with the corpse gray dragon?..."

Sylvia was almost a conditional reflection of the corpse gray dragon incident, silently carrying her driving Lancelot, but also recalled the speed of the horror at that time.

"Is it..." Sylvia was in a shudder.

"What are you going to teach me to ride the dragon skills, is the flight mode of Lancelot at that time?..."

"What is the ride of dragon skills?..." However, the words are not only denied, but also disdainful.

"That is just to let Lancelot cover a layer of magic on the surface, change the shape of the magic that covers the surface of Lancelot, so that the resistance of the atmosphere to Lancelot is reduced to zero indefinitely, and Come and push Lanslot a hand, just remember the magical form of that time, even without a rider, Lancelot can also play the speed of that time!"

After that, the words and touches the dragon's horn of Lancelot, causing a splendid Lancelot.

"And last night, I rode Lancelot again and let Lancelot fly in that way. Now, Lancelot has already remembered the magical form, even without my ride, it I can always make the flight speed at that time..."

It was said that Sylvia’s heart suddenly felt a moving emotion.

It turned out that when he was sleeping, he had already considered everything and done everything...

He can help himself so much that he can’t disappoint him...

With such a belief, Sylvia is getting right.

"So, what should I do?..."

"It's very simple!" Silently revealed the smile that made Sylvia look scared.

Then, silently, the next sentence, Sylvia entered the hell...

"Lancelot has such a speed, it will definitely allow you to improve the winning rate, but you can't adapt to that speed?..." The voice of the mouth slowly rises.

"So, before you learn to ride a dragon, you must get used to the speed of Lancelot, and you can control Lancelot at that speed as you like!"

"What..." Sylvia was chilling.

Until now Sylvia still remembers, at that time, sitting on the back of Lancelot, the kind of almost all the body disintegrated, the centrifugal force of the blood throwing it and the uncomfortable result of the fastest Vomiting...

You must be accustomed to it at such a speed, and you have to control Lancelot as you like? ...

"No, no, no!" Sylvia shook his head without hesitation.

"Impossible! That is absolutely impossible!"

"Oh?..." Silently, as expected, Sylvia's reaction was the same, and the face was not changed.

"Why?..."

"That... that's too dangerous?..." Sylvia looked a little blue.

"At such a speed, can I get used to it for the time being, but I can accidentally fall off the dragon's back during practice? Isn't that something that can be done with a little injury?..."

"You don't have to worry about this!" Wordless took out something from behind his back with a clear expression.

That is a rope!

There was a bad hunch in Sylvia's heart, which made her entire back cool.

Taking a step back, Sylvia asked with a fearful voice.

"You... what do you want to do?..."

"Is that still used to say?..." The words showed a sly expression.

Unfortunately, this expression, for Sylvia, is no different from the devil.

Of course, even Sylvia feels that speechlessness is a devil, or a speechless speech.

"Take you on Lancelot's back so that there is no danger of falling!"

"I...I..." Sylvia's teeth began to fight.

"I suddenly remembered... I still have something..."

"Want to escape?..." A slap in the face, a snap.

The next moment, Sylvia was framed by one person.

Upon seeing it, Sylvia could not help but be shocked.

"Cosette! It's you!"

"His Royal Highness, Lord Louon is also for your good..." Cosette's face hangs with a smile like a speechless voice.

"For the princess, my maid, I can only offend..."

"You just think it's fun!" Sylvia struggled desperately.

"let me go!"

"Do not worry..." He grabbed the rope without words, and his face was close.

"I will be very gentle and will not hurt you..."

Sylvia’s fascinating ‘唰’ has become pale.

Then, silently rushed up...

"No!!!"

A sorrow, ringing the sky...