All the Handsome Deep Well Ice Like Me [Western Fantasy]

When riding on the back of the giant red dragon, I swallowed a mouthful of water very spinelessly. I didn't know if it was the first time I was feeling nervous when riding on a dragon. Still afraid of what might happen later.

After Mei Lin and I both sat down, the little flying dragon straightened up, and the huge red fleshy wings spread out, covering the sky. In the moonlight, the red-gold scales shone like a gem.

Wings waved. The resulting gale hit my face, blowing all my hair back. Merlin obviously did something, otherwise no one would be aware of the loud noise of the little fat dragon waving its wings.

The huge dragon wing waved at once, slowly and forcefully, rolling up the violent wind and loud noise. We fly higher every time we wave our wings. Not for a while. The high walls of St. Enluth’s Castle are no longer visible in the field of vision. Instead, there is a vast and deep night sky.

…As a normal person, even if I don’t have a fear of heights, I’m scared to get sick. All I can do at this moment is to look ahead, never looking at my feet. Pray that Merlin can use his omnipotent wizard to find a way.

The moonlight is getting brighter and brighter, the air is getting colder and colder, and we are getting closer and closer to the sky. And as if hearing my heart. The man sitting in front of me turned his head at this moment and looked at me.

The silver hair was also blown high by the wind, and the golden eyes were incredibly beautiful under the moonlight. He was smiling when he was looking at me, and he was still smiling at ease, three points unpredictable.

"Your Royal Highness Gadrich." Mei Daxian asked with a smile, "Are you scared?"

"..."

Are you Yinglan people like this?

"...Riding on a dragon's back for the first time. It's still a little bit." I resisted the desire to complain. Strictly replied, "But it's okay. At least I won't be so scared to call it out."

"Oh, that's how it is--"

Mei Daxian stretched out the sound, leaning back slightly. He gave me a face of sudden realization.

And I instinctively felt that this expression was telling me that I was about to be out of luck.

"It's ok."

Mei Daxian smiled at me with a nervous look, then turned his head, "Little Fat Dragon is very stable with people."

"And. Anyway, it will take a while."

At the same time that Merlin's voice fell. The huge red light replaced the soft moon, shining brightly around me.

Merlin in front of him neither spoke nor moved. And I instinctively closed my eyes because of the dazzling light.

And when my eyes finally eased. When opened vaguely.

saw. It is hanging in front of us. The huge red gate.

"..."

No need to say anything from Merlin this time, I'm completely stupid.

It is not so much a door that stands in the air right in front of us, as it is an abstract "door" painting. Those words that I don't understand at all made up various complicated geometric figures and fell on both sides of the "door", glowing and spinning. And in the "door" in the very center-

It is unfathomable. Red fog.

"On the other side of the fog is Yinglan."

Mei Lin smiled lightly, and said in such a gentle tone. The little fat dragon under him was flapping its wings, and flew slowly towards the red mist in the center of the door. Winged creatures tend to glide faster and with less effort than "fly". It seems that Xiaofeilong is scrupulous about me with an ordinary person on his back. That's why I didn't fly in with a rapid dive like I wanted to do with Ace.

Thought of this. With a touch of my face, I patted the rough and hard scales of the little fat dragon under me. You and Fiona are Yinglan's last conscience.

"Ah. It's faster than expected."

I raised my head. I found that Daxian Mei turned his head again and looked at me with a little surprise, "I thought you would be in a trance until Yinglan."

"...Rather than trance. I want to growl more."

If it wasn't Merlin in front of me but Adam Arnold and his like, I would have screamed. It's a pity that it is Daxian Mei. So I can only pretend to be calm, "Such a big one. This is the first time I have seen a magic circle several times bigger than a dragon... I finally understand why people say that the magician is a degraded version of magic. "

But this is really not a little bit of cracking.

If it wasn't because we were at an altitude of several hundred meters, even Merlin wouldn't be able to hide such a large magic circle.

"Ha ha."

Merlin smiled. Although there is a wicked heart. But that gentle and handsome face is really deceptive and beautiful when it smiles, "It is indeed much faster than the launching boat to send magic. And for the dragon, it is similar to instinct."

"...Dragons are really powerful. No. It should be said that fantasy species that can use magic are very powerful." I put my hands on the dragon's back. Finally I vomited the sentence I always wanted to vomit, "To be honest. It is a miracle that mankind has not been ruled by a fantasy species for hundreds of years."

"Haha!" Merlin smiled happily, "How could it—human beings are also very powerful."

"I didn't feel it."

"At least in the supermagic. Humans are not lost to the power of fantasy."

Merlin sighed softly. The moonlight golden eyes are as gentle as ever, "Take the example you are more familiar with, Your Highness. Absolutely zero."

The little fat dragon under him trembled suddenly.

I was stunned. I only heard Merlin continue to say, "Don't look at its small size. But its power is of the Dragon Slaying Class."

"The speed of human learning is too fast. Even if it is a technology learned secretly from a fantasy species, it can surpass the body in just a hundred years."

"Well...maybe in the eyes of the fantasies. Human beings are also the "fantasies"."

Merlin chuckled lightly, "There is a fantasy species of innate magic named'learning'."

"..."

I was silent. Then he sighed long.

Maybe. It was exactly what Merlin said. In the eyes of the fantasy species, we humans are just a member of the "fantasy species".

It's a pity that now there is no way to know what those fantasy species think of us humans... Rachel, who was born as a descendant of vampires, has been completely assimilated by humans. After the Hundred Years' War, the dragon was domesticated by the royal family of Yinglan.

It should be possible to tell from the hotel in Baide. A long, long time ago, humans and fantasy species also lived together.

Unfortunately. That was a long, long time ago.

"...But."

The corners of my mouth twitched, looking at the red mist that almost stretched out in front of me to swallow me. It turned out that we were so close to the Wumen at the moment when I was sighed because of Mei Daxian's words, "Your Excellency Merlin... do you need to close one eye when I pass or you can cast a spell or something -"

"Why?"

Probably because my dark face and the twitching corners of the mouth exposed my fearful heart. Daxian Mei laughed "poof". Somewhat amusedly said, "For humans, it's just a fog of non-zero visibility... There is no discomfort. Please rest assured."

Obviously it has caused discomfort to my soul!

My face is dark. Seeing that it was already close at hand, the red mist that almost fell on my face trembled and asked again, "I really don't need to do anything—"

"unnecessary."

Great Immortal Mei Lin said in his presence. Then he said "Ah" as if he had thought of a good way.

"His Royal Highness Gadliche. If I'm really upset--"

"Just sing with your throat."

"..."

Do you think I am a twenty-nine-year-old middle-aged uncle who is afraid to go to the bathroom to sing Tinkerbell because of ghost stories at night!

...

Although the conscience of Yinglan people is black. But at least on this matter, Mei Daxian did not lie to me.

When I entered the red mist, I closed my eyes subconsciously and held my breath. Although Merlin said that he couldn't see anything in the fog, the voice could convey it.

Don't think too much. It's not that I followed Merlin's advice very uselessly. I heard my own big and shameful singing. But because even in the fog, I still heard the sound of the little fat dragon waving its wings.

But I can't feel the wind.

In order to take care of me, the little fat dragon flies very slowly. But even this slow speed passed through the fog gate in less than a minute. When I felt the wind blowing, my closed eyes also felt the faint light.

And when I opened my eyes. What I saw was Mei Daxian's smiling handsome face.

……how to say. Although not very polite. But I still can't smile at his face that is inexplicably slapped.

I did not speak. Staring at him blankly. And Merlin did not continue to tease me. Directly patted the little fat dragon and asked him to stop in the courtyard below.

I don't know if he did it on purpose or something... When he spoke to the little fat dragon, he also used human language.

The well-behaved huge Chilong groaned in a low voice. Go down slowly. The thoughtful behavior of Xiaofeilong gave me a great sense of security. Although I was still a little scared, he still deflected and looked down.

And under my feet. It is the royal city that exudes the radiance of the sun at night.

The City of England.

It's like the sun setting on the west. Exudes a radiance that will never dim. Burning forever in the center of the Golden City.

Compare it with it. The castle of Saint Enluth is really just a castle.

"Yinglan's land is too big. Even the nearest airship station is too far away from the city. You can only get a glimpse of the golden city. I can't appreciate the glory of the city."

"It's not a treatment that ordinary people can enjoy when looking at Wangcheng from a high altitude."

The burning sun was reflected in the black pupils shrinking from shock. Merlin's voice came with a smile, clearly coming from the big and noisy wind.

"Welcome to Yinglan where the sun never sets."

"His Royal Highness Princess Gadriche."

I did not respond. He just slightly squinted his blind eyes and looked at the gleaming city under his feet with a complicated expression.

……how to say. In the meaning of Merlin's last two sentences.

How does the King of England City at your feet look more and more like--

Where is my death star...?

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Do you still remember that the little fat dragon was hit by Arnold and it's absolutely zero? 233

That is really a lifetime shadow. Although the magical device was not good at that time, and Ace was also protecting it, but it looked a little scary, but in fact there was nothing.

Don't worry, there will be several pictures after your Pharaoh appears.

More than a hundred sheets have been waiting for you, are you still short of these few days! (no)

See all the Knights of the Round Table in the next chapter.

[Jiamei is really miserable]