Chapter 42: You still say you are not serious? !

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The space container is one of the precious technological legacies passed down by the upper elf from the Dark Night Empire. It can use special materials and arcane techniques to open up an independent small space.

Depending on the material and craftsmanship used, the space inside the container may be large or small.

The space package given by Julian is only 3X3 in size, which is considered a normal standard. Some things have been stored in it in advance, most of which are tents, flints, pots and pans that are needed when walking outside.

In addition, a small note was placed on the top level of the sealed space, and Sarlayan touched it immediately after reaching in.

A string of blessings was written on the note in cursive Salas script.

"To my dearest son Sharlayan."

"Congratulations on finally turning 18 and officially becoming an adult. I hope you like the gift I gave you - Father, Julian Deep Shadow."

"Dad..."

Sarlayan was silent for a while and then sighed softly: "Thank you, I like it very much... But you are sending the space container at this time. Is it premeditated?"

The barrage was full of laughter.

"233, let me try to decipher it."

"'Zai, you should have had enough of playing around in Novice Village. Dad has prepared all the things for you. You can go on your way without worry (thumbs up)'"

"What, the car is ready? (auditory hallucination), are the flowers of hope going to be put up?"

"Captain! What are you doing, Commander!"

Sarlayan ignored the noisy barrage for the time being, hung the space package on his waist, and used the unique technique taught by his father to decrypt the letter from home that was sent with the small package.

"Salayan, when you receive this letter, I should be blowing the salty sea breeze, tracking the target of this mission in the endless sea."

"Alleria and the others thought I had received a secret order from the Sun King to pursue Gul'dan, but that was not the case."

"This time, I didn't get any official orders, it was just a personal spontaneous action."

"My target is not Gul'dan, but the cunning two-headed ogre next to him, Cho'gall."

"For some reason, your mother and I have been secretly investigating a certain chain of events."

"For thousands of years, apart from the Burning Legion from outside the sky, the mysterious forces that truly threaten the security of Azeroth have been hidden within the world we live in."

"I won't describe the theory in detail here because it's too complicated. You probably won't understand it either."

"You have officially become an adult, and it's time to reveal some of the things that were hidden from you before."

"First answer a question that has been bothering you for many years."

"Your mother is not human."

"Of course it's not the trolls, dwarves, dwarfs or other races you might think of. Your dad and I don't have that strong taste."

"Since your brain circuit is nothing like mine, I won't beat around the bush and tell you the truth."

"Son, have you ever heard of Dragon Knight?"

After reading this, Sarlayan suddenly stopped, and a question slowly popped up in his mind.

"Dragon... knight?"

"Fuck!"

Previously, the barrage was still joking about topics such as "Salayan's intelligence is disliked by his father" and "Sure enough, there is no better son than a father."

When the magical word "Dragon Knight" appeared, the entire barrage exploded. Everyone was frantically using modal particles to express their surprise.

"Dragon Knight...is he the one I thought? Riding a dragon during the day and riding a dragon at night?"

"People in front of you, don't rush to drive yet, let's get down to business!"

"This is truly a shocking secret. It turns out that the other half of Sarlayan's bloodline is actually inherited from the Dragon Clan!"

"This makes sense. No wonder Sarlayan has a more abnormal self-healing ability than a troll, and a natural affinity talent that is different from ordinary high elves."

"So, Sarlayan's mother is a green dragon?"

"No, no, no, don't jump to conclusions so quickly."

"Natural affinity essentially means that Sarlayan has inherited the life-side power from one of the six origins of the universe."

"Among the five guardian dragons, the green dragon and the red dragon are both representatives of the life side. Both are possible."

"I have a bold idea. I heard that dragons are quite philanthropic. Sarlayan's father wouldn't have ridden Alexstrasza or Ysera, right? Those two queens have far more than one consort. "

"Ah this..."

"Although I can't say it's impossible, it's not very likely."

"First of all, Ysera the Sleeper has been immersed in the Emerald Dream for many years in order to suppress nightmares. She rarely wakes up. I don't think she has the time or thought to combine with a mortal."

"The possibility of Alexstrasza is a little higher than that of Ysera, but it is actually unlikely. After all, every move of the Dragon King represents the entire group."

"If it is the most 'philanthropic' blue dragon clan among the dragon clan, it would be possible for Malygos to take the lead in hunting for mortals. Alexstrasza, the most stable among the five dragons, should not be so careless."

"Then I can't guess who Sarlayan's mother is. Maybe she is a character not mentioned in the original work?"

"Everyone, calm down first and continue reading."

At the reminder of the barrage, Sarlayan calmed down his excitement and continued reading.

"Don't make wild guesses. It won't help to tell you the specific identity now. Your mother disappeared not long after you were born."

"I suspect that our secret investigation may have been discovered by the enemy, and your mother may have lost contact because of this."

"Don't worry, I have always kept a reverse scale on her chest. I can feel that your mother is still alive."

"But her breath was very weak. She must have entered a deep sleep under self-protection."

"Salayan, you are not qualified to intervene in the investigation now. Our enemies are very powerful, and your strength is far from enough."

"The more you know, the more dangerous your situation is."

"You have officially grown up and are an adult. I know that with your stubborn temper, you will not give up easily."

"So, I have prepared the necessities for you to travel."

"If you want to discover the truth behind Azeroth and truly help us, you must embark on the journey yourself and witness this vast and mysterious world with your own eyes."

"Don't feel inferior because of your half-elf blood. As a descendant of the Aspect Dragon Clan, and someone who intervenes between mortals and dragons, your status is more noble than everyone else in Quel'Thalas."

"Keep in mind the family motto of the Shenying family: walk in the shadows, and keep your heart toward the light."

"Your mother and I have always believed that you will fulfill our expectations one day in the future and make the whole of Azeroth proud of you."

This was the end of the informative letter home. The moment Sarlayan finished reading it, the entire letter suddenly spontaneously combusted and soon turned into ash and scattered in the wind.

Looking at the remains of the letter floating out of the balcony, Saraian couldn't calm down for a long time.

Over the years, he had imagined his mother's appearance in his dreams countless times.

Julian's letter completely shattered the fantasy image in Saraian's mind, and was replaced by a giant dragon with teeth and claws.

Ignoring for the time being the dozens of lines of barrage passing by every second, Sarlayan looked at the lake outside the window with a complicated expression, and finally couldn't help but complain.

"Dad, you said you don't have a heavy taste. Dragons have a heavier taste than dwarves and dwarfs, right?"

"What did the barrage say...sadness and ecstasy?"