Astrid's eyes widened in surprise.
There was someone in prison. If her guess was correct, it was likely that this person was the person she had been looking for. However, how did Astrid find out? No, Astrid didn't know. She was just guessing. Still, even though the person inside wasn't the one she was looking for, Astrid couldn't leave that person alone. At least Astrid needed to ask first to find out the identity of the trapped person. She couldn't close her eyes and let people rot to death alone. She couldn't pretend not to see and look away at people in distress. That's not Astrid.
Astrid had absolutely no fear of the people in prison. She didn't feel any evil from that person. In fact, that person looked pathetic and miserable. Astrid was sure that person would not harm her. Because right now, she had weapons and could protect herself. If that person messed around, Astrid thought of just beating the person unconscious. At least, that was what Astrid thought at the
Astrid stepped into the steel prison. Urvarth hovered near Astrid to guard her. In front of them was a hairy ball tied in chains in the room. The hairball was seen ducking on the ground and shaking while growling. The creature looked like it wanted to speak, but all that Astrid was heard was a hoarse growl from his mouth.“Urrrgh…. Ggggrrrr ...""Does he want to attack us?" whispered Astrid to Urvarth. Her hand gripped Brun even tighter."I do not think so. It is difficult for him to speak because his vocal cords have not been used for too long,” replied Urvarth."Okay," replied Astrid, nodding. She took out a small bottle of healing water and threw it on the ground. The little bottle rolled away and stopped right near Bowen's crouching down."Drink up. The small bottle contained the healing water from the white dragon. The water will heal your vocal cords. I come in peace. Let's talk before I determine you are a foe or friend. O
In an inn room.Bowen looked at himself in the mirror. He sat obediently in front of the mirror while a humming Astrid smoothed his hair and trimmed it neatly. Bowen's previously disheveled hair had been washed clean and smelled good. Astrid insisted on bathing Bowen if the man refused to bathe by himself. After Bowen finished showering, Astrid led him to a chair and began combing his hair. After finishing Bowen's hair, Astrid cut and braided his beard neatly. Although Bowen's vigor had disappeared because his body was malnourished, he looked even more handsome than before.Bowen still thought everything he was going through was like a dream. His days in steel prison were over. Bowen never thought they would escape from the mine riding a dragon and being surrounded by dragon spirits. It was an honor for a Dwarf like him to fly on a dragon's back. It was an experience that he probably would never have again in his life. And Bowen was grateful that he was still alive to
In the middle of the bamboo forest, there was a garden with a Zen design. In the park, cherry trees were filling the corner. Pink cherry blossom petals flew like pink snowflakes in the wind. There was an artificial pond filled with various types of freshwater fish, including koi fish. Waterwheels made of bamboo blades swayed according to the flow of water flowing from above to the pool. Between the bushes, there was sandy soil engraved with magic rune characters.At the end of the park, there was a path that leads to a large natural lake. Near the lake was a gazebo made of wood with red-orange magic runes carved. In the middle, there was a round table with several comfortable chairs to sit back and enjoy the view while eating snacks.Lycus Lewis was leaning back in one of the chairs, blowing his bamboo flute. The sound of the flute sounded so sad and melancholy. He enjoyed the solitude and serenity he had felt since he was in the bamboo forest. There was a house made o
Astrid's face flushed red because Draco kissed her neck gently. She grasped Draco's hand, which was hugging her waist gently from behind."They're waiting for us," said Astrid uncertainly."They can wait for us a little longer," Draco replied as he played Astrid's earlobe with his lips.“Draco…” Astrid sighed, feeling a tingling sensation in her ear.“I miss time together like this, Astrid. Our journey is quite tiring,” Draco whispered, turning Astrid's body to face him. He then kissed Astrid's lips gently and stuck his tongue into hers until the girl groaned with pleasure.Astrid let Draco caressed her body gently. She received the soft touch of Draco's lips on her body. Slowly Draco stripped off all of Astrid's clothes and his own clothes. He then carried Astrid onto his old bed and laid her down there."Astrid, I want you ..." Draco sighed in his voice that sounded sexy to Astrid's ears.Draco ran his
The wall behind Cassia closed tightly. She was at that moment walked into a small room with a dim light. When she looked at the floor, she realized that he was standing on a magic circle."What is this?" asked Cassia in panic. Standing on a magic circle that she didn't know was tantamount to surrender herself to the enemy voluntarily. Was this a trap?Damn it! Did Edmund mean to frame her?Edmund stood casually next to Cassia. He didn't look scared at all.“Edmund! What the heck is…” But before Cassia could finish her sentence, Edmund already gave a signal by bringing his index finger closer to his lips while smiling soothingly.“Shhh! Focus your mind. We'll be moving in a bit," said Edmund, looking up at Cassia with his beautiful ruby eyes."Move where?" asked Cassia, confused and feeling threatened."Two ... One ... Now ..."A sparkling purplish light emitted from the magic circle and enveloped Edmund
Draco and Astrid had just returned from the dragon's den to the Brighton Estate. When he got there, Draco went to find Berk and Bowen at Edmund's workshop for them. Berk was seen checking the stock of raw materials for making weapons. Meanwhile, Bowen was trying to forge a sword with the existing equipment. The flames scattered as the hammer struck the blade above the anvil. Bowen's movements were energetic, and his face was delighted.“Hi, there. How is it going?" asked Draco, who came with his backpack.“Great. The equipment in this place is complete and perfect,” said Bowen happily.“I brought some things for you that might be of use. Astrid brought out the bottles," Draco said.Astrid took several water bottles from her rucksack and handed them to Bowen and Berk, two bottles each. One bottle contained colorless and transparent healing water. The other bottle contained healing water, a mixture of silver, red, and green color.
Draco's party saluted the Elf King and Queen."We've been waiting for your arrival. We can speak informally before you go on your way. Please rise,” said the Elf King, Ruven Omanelis, kindly.Ruven and Lenna Omanelis descended from their thrones with light steps. Sir Gale Gallahan joined them from behind. At first glance, Queen Lenna Omanelis looked like she was floating in the air. Her body was so light, and her movements were graceful like cat steps. Ruven walked beside her like a perfect sculpture of a god. His face was calm, but no one could guess what was in his mind.They walked through the orchard of fruit and flowers until they came to a long table in the middle of the garden. The table was made of wood that floated lightly on the ground with clearly visible lines of cambium. The chairs were made of vines, and the flowers flew up. The table was not far from the cliff so that everybody could see the lake clearly from a distance."Please sit.
Hundreds of years ago ...Radcliff ran between the desert and barren mountains without shoes. He was eight years old at the time. He was tall for his age because he was already one and a half meters tall. He was running in a black sleeveless shirt that opened at the chest and black pants knee-length. His feet moved swiftly up the rocks above the desert. His skin was tanned from sunburn. His spiky red hair fell a little messed up to his shoulders. His pair of ruby red eyes were radiant."Come on, hurry up!" exclaimed Radcliff to his friends. Two of his friends had fallen so far behind him that they only looked like black dots in the desert. The sun was almost setting."You're slow!" grunted Radcliff without slowing down his feet. He kept running towards his favorite place.Since childhood, the fire clan members had received enough physical training so that their bodies were already perfectly muscular. Despite running a quite distance in the hot weather, Ra