Without a map and relying solely on the Shuilong couple's dancing and dictating directions, Syl once suspected that it might take him a while to find his destination.
But it turned out that he was overly worried - he flew towards the west with hesitation, and when he flew all the way to the zenith of the moon, he saw at a glance the eye-catching deep purple rocks on the sparkling sea.
The reef group, which can make even a huge dragon clan use the adjective "large", is definitely an eye-catching sight that cannot be missed.
Xier was thinking about the dragon eggs stored in the wind dragon's lair. Even though he knew that the vitality of the dragons was actually very strong and they could just bask in the sun during the day and basically didn't need to take care of them, he did his best to teach the three-headed dragons the magic and specific environment needed to hatch eggs...
Rico was undoubtedly the most positive one. In front of Sylvie, she hatched the only water egg that was willing to accept her intimacy. She also looked at him with bright eyes, as if she was waiting for more praise.
Of course, Syl fulfilled her cute little wish.
But after all, this was the first time he had been away from the dragon eggs for such a long time, and he couldn't help but worry about the bad effects. Therefore, I had no intention of spending time wandering around and admiring the scenery. Instead, as soon as I found a place that best fit the description, I dived in neatly.
Just like the last time I dug pearls, when the little golden dragon briefly hovered in the air, the fish in the sea swam away because they felt the terrifying power of the dragon.
Only the dark and quiet dark blue water was silently wrapped in dazzling golden scales, allowing the king of creatures on the continent to freely swim in it.
From Sil, he quickly sank to the deepest seabed, and then used light magic to illuminate a small area of land in front of him without hesitation. With the story of Rico and the others floating in his mind, he concentrated on searching.
After only a short search, he successfully found the dark seaweed among the stone crevices and trembling corals.
He first simply and roughly pulled on a dozen algae tendons that were intended to be used as condolences for Wen De. He clearly sensed the abundant healing power inside and made sure that he had not found the wrong target before he began to dig carefully.
He used earth and wood magic alternately somewhat clumsily, and after cutting out a large piece of black algae from the stone and coral soil, he also gathered a ball of sea water from the original place, wrapping it tightly to keep it fresh.
Without knowing how picky they were about their living environment, he wanted to preserve the environment in which they originally grew as much as possible out of caution.
After finishing all this, Sil didn't get greedy and took a closer look at the small piece of black algae that had been deliberately left behind, and nimbly jumped out of the water.
He was so eager to return home that he didn't even bother to use wind magic to dry himself. He just held the black algae wrapped in a big water ball carefully and flew back wetly.
After living seriously as a dragon for half a year, he was no longer the novice dragon that stumbled when taking off and was so clumsy that the Water Dragon couple found them adorable. With a lot of practice opportunities and the winged life's innate flying talent, even if it is impossible to compare with the dragons with the wind attribute, he is definitely different from what he used to be.
Moreover, when he went there, he was afraid of missing the few natural road signs that Shui Long vaguely mentioned, so he didn't fly very fast, so he focused mainly on paying attention to the situation on the sea. Now flying back without any distractions, the efficiency is of course much higher than before.
Shui Longkou said it would take him a whole day to fly, but flying at full speed, it only took him most of the day to see the outline of Long Island bathed in the glow of the setting sun.
"Huh?"
Sil, who was overlooking Dragon Island from the sky and looking for the location of Wende's lair, was suddenly attracted by a fiery red dragon lying on the coast.
Under the influence of Blaze, the fire dragon who talked nonsense and despicably hurt his friend Wind, Ciel inevitably had a bad impression of fire dragons - of course the babies in his two fire dragon eggs were exception.
The main reason why this dragon caught his attention was that it was two times larger than any adult dragon he had ever seen, and that it was not clear that it was caused by the special lighting at dusk. Scales with magnificent colors that are truly as hot and vivid as flowing flames, and...
Syl sniffed gently.
He unconsciously lowered his height so that he could get closer to the giant fire dragon that seemed to be sleeping on the beige beach.
And the closer he got, the more it proved that the bloody smell he vaguely captured in the high altitude was not his illusion: as the distance between the two parties got closer, the unique strong fishy smell of dragon blood came from the other party. , it becomes more and more obvious.
The flame dragon was injured.
After a brief assessment with his sight, Sile effortlessly made a new judgment: it was not serious, but there were many superficial wounds and a lot of blood.
When the little golden dragon's hind paws landed gently on the fine sand, the big fire dragon, which had suffered many flesh wounds, slowly opened its eyes as if it had just woken up from sleep.
The cold and sinister fiery vertical pupils were almost filled with displeasure at being disturbed and an explicit warning to the offender, but the murderous aura that was so sharp and unconcealed soon reflected the golden dragon of blaze in his heart. The figure froze, and then unconsciously restrained a lot.
It's just a sub-adult dragon, and its scales are the most beautiful bright gold in the eyes of dragons.
Although he was indifferent to the rumors that were talked about in the tribe, this scarred fire dragon still recognized the unique golden dragon on Dragon Island that had only appeared in legends before.
What's the name?
The big fire dragon lazily closed its eyes again, as if the strong killing intent that just overflowed was just an illusion.
...It seems to be Syl.
The more battle-experienced a warrior is, the more he can tell whether the opponent is hostile.
The little dragon had beautiful scales—seeing the shiny golden scales and the fact that the other party seemed to be approaching out of pure curiosity, he did not attack.
Of course, Ciel had no intention of getting closer to the other party.
Judging from the terrifying aura that erupted the moment the big fire dragon opened its eyes, we knew that the physically strong opponent seemed to be seriously injured, but it was nothing serious at all, and it was impossible to die.
Even if he didn't say a word, the aura around him was extremely fierce.
He is most likely a super militant, and seems to be very dissatisfied with the sudden interruption.
Too.
When Xier thought about it now, he felt that his behavior of caring about the strange dragon just now was too reckless: after all, acting bravely is a very common behavior in human society, but it is not a strange behavior in the survival dictionary of dragons at all.
For dragons, there are generally only two situations when a dragon will take the initiative to approach an injured member of the same species: one is a close enough friend, and the other is a sneak attacker with malicious intentions.
Fortunately, the other party was dissatisfied, but he was still reasonable: probably after realizing that he had no ill intentions, he continued to lie down and rest, and had no intention of attacking him directly.
Ciel, who was once socially fearful of human beings, hesitated for a moment, then gave up the intention of continuing to get closer and felt some regret.
...He accidentally disturbed this cool guy.
After thinking about it, Ciel simply took out a few sticks of black algae that he had worked hard to fish out from the deep sea last night and placed them on the sand in front of him.
The black algae plants carefully wrapped in water balloons were meant to be planted, but he would definitely not give them to them.
But when collecting gifts for Wende, he deliberately prepared some more, and now it doesn't matter even if he takes out a little.
I don't know whether it was because he heard the rustling movement or smelled the light fragrance of black algae. This big fire dragon with a cold and lazy aura raised his eyes again.
"Sorry, I was just passing by, but I accidentally disturbed your rest." At this time, Syl had spread his wings again and flew into the air, showing as much friendliness as possible to the big fire dragon who was staring at him without saying a word. Attitude: "This is black algae with healing power. According to Rico and the others, it can also relieve the pain of injured dragons. If you don't mind, please consider it an apology for accidentally alarming you."
As soon as I finished speaking, only a little bit of golden rim was left on the sea level. Just like a fire that was about to burn out, after blooming the last ray of gorgeous golden light, it was swallowed up by the boundless dark orange. .
A flowing golden light seemed to have been blown by the wind on the beautiful scales of the little golden dragon, which swayed to the bottom of the crimson vertical pupils, and soon completely disappeared into the distance.
After the fiery red dragon continued to lie on the sand for a while, it suddenly stood up slowly.
He took a few steps, and his heavy tail trailed a dark red trail of blood. He lowered his neck in silence, biting into this gift that was as beautiful as a dream, chewed it up after a few times, and swallowed it.
Not long after he swallowed it, the pain in the wounds on his body that had lost their scales and looked dripping with blood immediately eased, and began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.
He lay down again and stared at the darkening sky with some hesitation until the twinkling stars came into view.
"The name is...Sil?"
He spoke slowly to himself.
Although it was not the courtship period yet, she so generously gave him the good gift he needed most without even asking his name.
Don't you want to court him?
The big fire dragon lay indifferently, falling into deep confusion and unconscious loss.
When he first entered the courtship period nearly a thousand years ago, he had no interest in other wild suitors and preferred to use fighting to vent the boiling energy in his body. What's more, he was now in a period of deliberate interruption of courtship, and even fighting desire has declined.
It was the first time that Frame saw the legendary and cute little golden dragon carefully gifted by the Dragon God. He knew very well that the other party did not recognize him at all.
——Then why do you care about him and why do you give him gifts?
Of course, Syl didn't know at this time that the gift he gave out would cause a certain notorious flame dragon to fall into confusion.
He was flying, but changed his mind midway. He simply went back to his home first, put the black algae wrapped in water balls into the pool he dug before, and then rushed to Wende's lair with the rest. .
"Oh... is it really for me? Dragon God, sir! Syl! You really don't have to do this! Dragon God!"
When Wende, a loyal egg keeper, received Syl's gift, he first took a big step back in disbelief under the jealous eyes of the Water Dragon couple, showing a dumbfounded expression.
Then he was talking incoherently, and at the same time he was so happy that tears kept falling down, like a dragon with a water attribute.
Such an exaggerated reaction immediately made Syl feel a little overwhelmed.
After his persuasion, Dafenglong carefully stuffed the black algae into his mouth while crying with emotion. After confirming with his own eyes that the black algae was really effective, the guilt in his heart finally diminished.
After sincerely thanking the water dragon couple - Liko seemed to want to take credit, and said that she even told the dragon eggs vividly many fairy tales heard on the human continent - Ciel, who had no idea what was true or false, had no choice but to comply with her In order to fulfill her wish, she rubbed her neck many times.
After achieving his goal, Ciel was no longer prepared to stay in the wind dragon's lair.
Despite the three-headed dragon's desperate efforts to stay, Syl, who was eager to hatch eggs and was eager to regain his remaining social energy, still refused in a callous manner.
After carefully checking that all the dragon eggs were safe and sound, he carefully carried them back to his body and flew back to his lair unhurriedly.
However, just as he landed in front of his grotto and was about to go in, he suddenly froze.
The little golden dragon stood blankly and blinked hesitantly.
The water dragon egg that was now pressed tightly against his soft abdominal scales just... seemed to be speaking.
After a series of "bah bah bah bah bah" that he was already accustomed to hearing and knew to symbolize its cheerful mood, Searle swore that he had just clearly heard a crisp voice in his mind.
"--Mother!"
