Fairy’s Box

"It's different from what you think."

Yale glanced at the three idiots who were still sobbing, with a look of reminiscence on his face. The memory seemed to have returned to the bottom of the mysterious lake in Desa Village, and he said thoughtfully:

"If I remember correctly, there should be a way to artificially create dragon blood in this world. My eyes have been stained with that kind of dragon blood, and the effect is no different from real dragon blood."

He concealed the manufacturing method of artificial dragon blood. If Old Vam knew that artificial dragon blood was consumed as a raw material from the same clan, with its current physical condition, it would have to be angered to death.

"Artificial dragon blood... Has human's technology reached this level?" Old Vam gasped in surprise, and the cave broke out into a storm again.

"No, it's just black magic. The dragon's blood is purified from the body of the dragon seed, a disgusting and taboo technique." The black-haired knight lied against his will.

"It turns out... the world is really wonderful." Old Vam was relieved, his eyes showed joy, and the long tail behind him swayed twice.

The attitude of dragonborn to dragon species is almost the same as that of human beings to monkeys. Although there is a little sense of closeness, they will not be regarded as the same kind after all.

"So, how much does it take to get your energy back?"

"..."

Hearing the words, Old Vam closed his eyes immediately, as if estimating the damage to his body at the moment. After a moment of silence, he slowly opened his mouth and said:

"One gallon of dragon blood should be enough."

"I'll do it now, it may take a few days."

The black-haired knight raised the index finger of his right hand, pointed to the other's eyes, and solemnly instructed: "Before I come back, no matter what happens, you have to support me!"

"I will do it."

Old Vam smiled slightly, his eyes were mixed with gentle warmth, and his voice came from the depths of his throat:

"If you can save my life, then I swear by the honor of my ancestors that I will be your most steadfast ally among all monsters and will never betray you."

"Because of this, I will try my best to save you." Yale nodded lightly, then turned his head to look at the three Vam brothers with hopeful faces, and said to them:

"Any one of you, take the time to inform Charlene that I am leaving, and take care of your grandfather the rest of the time."

"clear!"

They snorted with their tails and nodded heavily.

In order to save time as much as possible, Yale did not choose to take a boat, but jumped directly into the sea and swam across the Celtic Strait. After setting foot in Gaul, he took a special airship to travel to Thrace.

He vaguely remembered that when the enchantment at the bottom of the lake in Desa Village was destroyed, it was taken over by the army of the Empire. Since this is the case, then the production technology of the Dragon Blood Holy Grail must have been preserved to a certain extent.

Judging from the integrity of the researchers at the academy, it is impossible for them not to be greedy in the extraction method of artificial dragon blood, which is an extremely versatile alchemy material.

...

Obelisk, Institute.

This non-stop trek made Yale's appearance quite embarrassed. Fortunately, the hospital guard vaguely remembered that he was there, and without questioning much nonsense, he opened the door and let him go.

In front of Vista's independent office.

The black-haired knight sorted out the crumpled training suit that had shrunk and knocked on the door lightly.

dong dong dong.

"Please come in." Vesta's lazy voice came from inside.

Yale pushed open the compound door, the office was a little dark, and the fluorescent lights on the ceiling flickered as the only light source.

Standing on a high stool under the fluorescent light, the familiar old leftover woman was holding a brand-new fluorescent light and was fiddling with the old light bulb with the other hand, trying to remove it and replace it with a new one. However, this senior researcher is obviously not good at this kind of thing, clumsily holding the old light bulb, and he didn't take it off for a long time.

"Are! It's too late for you to come, hurry up! Help me change this **** light bulb!"

As soon as Vesta saw him, he waved his hands like he had caught a life-saving straw, and immediately jumped off the high stool.

"..."

The black-haired knight silently swung out his falcon sword. The two chain swords wrapped the old light bulb and twisted it counterclockwise. The other three grabbed the new light bulb and pressed it up:

"For such a big researcher, can't you tell the difference between clockwise and counterclockwise?"

"Hahaha, don't worry about such trivial things."

She waved her hand with a dry smile, tidied up the white coat on her body, and slapped her forehead abruptly: "No, you are the governor of the Celts now, how could you be here with me?"

"Uh..." Yale opened his mouth and was about to speak.

"Shh, don't talk, let me guess."

Vesta made a silent gesture, shook his head pretendingly, and made an expression of sudden realization:

"You must have encountered some difficult troubles again, and you have to ask me for help, my dear and kind big sister, hoping to get guidance, is that so, I guessed right?"

"..." His face was as black as his hair at the moment.

"woo woo woo woo!"

A certain leftover woman covered her face with her slender hands, sighing softly, while making a sigh of tears: "Really... today's young people are like this, demanding everything from older women, and then kicking mercilessly. Kick away."

"Don't talk about me like a scumbag!" Yalei was so angry that he almost exploded.

"Long time no see, just kidding."

Vesta moved his palms away from his pretty face, tidied up his hair, and said sternly: "Speak seriously, Lord Governor, I'm just down here, what can I do to help you?"

"Just call me Yale, don't use the title Governor."

The black-haired knight found that he was always easily deflated in front of this old leftover woman, and quickly asked straight to the point: "Do you still have any impressions of Desa Village?"

"Desa Village...let me think about it."

She put her hips on the edge of the desk, took out a lady's cigarette from the jacket pocket of the white coat, did not light it, took a deep breath in her mouth, and said vaguely:

"Oh! I remembered, that **** workshop where the whole village is full of lunatics, the village that was destroyed by you, Nicole and another person, is that so?"

"right!"

Yalei looked overjoyed, and was about to continue to ask questions, but when he saw the other party made a silence to clean up, he had to forcibly close his mouth again.

"Mmmmmmm!"

Vesta pointed to his thin lips, then shook the filter up and down, with a "you know" expression on his face.

"..."

The black-haired knight took a deep breath, and a flame burst out from the tip of the index finger of his left hand, which he lit for her with a smile.

"Phew! The cigarette lit by the Governor is really good."

She spit out a smoke ring mixed with fragrant wind at Yalei, raised her head happily, and said with a charming smile:

"I can almost guess the purpose of your trip. Do you want to ask about the Holy Grail of Dragon Blood, or about artificial dragon blood?"

"Artificial dragon blood."

"What's the reason?"

"The spies of the Highland Kingdom violated the Celtic borders and tried to assassinate the elders of the Wamu clan. They were stunned by their abilities beyond their limits, but the old Wamu was also severely injured and needed dragon blood to heal the wounds." He looked away from the open gap in the other's chest and said succinctly.

"I understand……"

Vesta turned around and went to the crystal ashtray on the table, skillfully shook off the ash, and said regretfully:

"But I didn't participate in the research on this matter later, but Director Lloyd should know that if you can give me a heartwarming gift, I will take you to see him now."

"Could it be next time..." Although Yale brought a gold coupon, it felt a bit inappropriate to give money directly between friends.

"Pfft, just talk."

She couldn't help laughing, her white jade-like cheeks rose red, as charming as rouge, she walked briskly to the black-haired knight, reached out and tugged at his sleeve, and said with a smile:

"Come with me."

...

Institute, Lloyd's Private Independent Laboratory.

The lights on the ceiling reflected on the floor, and the format alchemy equipment in the laboratory glowed with wonderful brilliance.

"Artificial dragon blood? We do have such a thing."

Director Lloyd pushed his glasses, put the pocket watch back in his pocket, and said slowly:

"But the cost is very expensive. To tell you the truth, the artificial dragon blood we have here is all secretly extracted and refined in the name of examining the bodies of the Vums. The research institute's inventory is not very sufficient."

"I want a gallon!" The black-haired knight said without hesitation.

"Well……"

The director lowered his head in a contemplative state, the lens flashed brightly in the light, and said slowly:

"Five hundred million, no second price."

"Five hundred million is fine, but I want a gallon and a half!" Yale was determined to try to bargain, and he could give as much as he said.

"It's a word!"

Lloyd immediately raised his head and showed a heartfelt smile: "In addition, I will send you another half gallon, and I have already let you in for this, so don't be dissatisfied."

"..."

The black-haired knight had the urge to slap his mouth at this moment, and then quickly sighed and said calmly:

"Of course I'm not dissatisfied, but I just want to say that Celtic's ore raw materials, rare alchemy materials, etc. are very sufficient, and it is also the home of monsters."

"Um!"

Lloyd showed a moving expression.

"I also have a way to get the rune props of the Highland Kingdom."

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Vesta took a deep breath of tobacco in surprise, then choked into his lungs and coughed violently.

"My territory, Glamorgan, an independent sub-world fragment, is definitely a good research base."

"and then?"

Director Lloyd raised his right hand tremblingly, took off his glasses gently, and licked his lips subconsciously.

"I am willing to provide you with a piece of land to establish a research base, free of charge." The black-haired knight stared at him and added with a blank expression:

"Also, the construction cost is mine."

"It's just two gallons of artificial dragon blood, I'll give it to you!" The director slapped his thigh and said arrogantly.

...

The deposit and withdrawal port of the artificial dragon's blood bank is like a round hole with neat edges cut out, and the inside is shining with the brilliance of metallic silver, and a glazed pipe is inserted obliquely into it. The dark red and scorching dragon's blood kept flowing down the glass tube and dripping into the glass bottle under the platform, like a boiled wine.

Vesta took the glass bottle, carefully poured it into a leather gallon bucket, sealed the lid, and whispered:

"This is the twentieth cup, exactly two gallons, get it!"

"Thus."

The black-haired knight lifted two gallon buckets and let out a sigh of relief:

"Old Vam's life should be saved."

"come on!"

Her Royal Highness the remaining woman patted him on the shoulder and instructed earnestly: "The research base must be built. I may transfer it in the future, especially the accommodation environment. I won't go if it's too bad."

"Don't worry, leave it to me! If you are not satisfied in the future, I will vacate the Earl's Mansion for you!" Yale patted his chest and promised.

"That's what you said." She blinked her eyes half-smile.

...

Celtic, Emerald Valley.

"Grandpa, this is your favorite deer leg. I caught more than 40 deer legs for you. After peeling the skin, you can eat a little." In front of the old Wamm,

"Grandpa, let me sing you a song!"

Wa Er strode up to his grandfather's ear, and screamed at his voice:

"Like the sun piercing the night... The dawn quietly crosses the horizon... The road of justice is at your feet... Don't be sad, don't be afraid... Look forward to tomorrow with confidence!"

"..." Wa San silently piled the gold coins into a blanket, and put his nose under the old Vam, trying to make it feel better.

"Huh...huh..."

However, no matter how hard the three Wa brothers worked, Lao Wa's mental state was inevitably becoming more and more sluggish. On the third day after Yale's departure, it had fallen into a severe coma, and had no sense of everything that happened outside. .

"What should I do, grandpa doesn't eat anymore." Wa Yi shouted with a sad face, and threw a deer leg into his mouth.

"Songs of justice don't work either." Wa Er shrunk his head under his claws and whimpered.

"Grandpa, it doesn't respond to gold coins!" Wa Sanwa burst into tears.

"Stop crying! Your grandfather isn't dead yet!"

A loud and steady voice echoed in the cave, and before he finished speaking, the black-haired knight flashed two gallon buckets to Old Wamm's side quickly.

"Lord Governor, you are finally back!" The three Vas brothers rushed over, rubbing their heads against Yalei's body, and the three tails behind them swayed like big dogs.

The black-haired knight was squeezed out of breath by the three hard heads, and while patting their heads, he repeatedly comforted: "Be good, you are all good, I have brought back the dragon's blood, your grandfather is saved. ."

"That's great! Let's give Grandpa a drink."

"Wayiwaer, you open its mouth one by one. After I poured the dragon's blood into its mouth, Wasan propped up your grandfather's chin and helped it drink it."

"no problem!"

Wa Yi Wa Er quickly ran to both sides of Lao Wa's huge mouth, his hind limbs supported his body and stood upright, and he pushed its mouth up with his claws, and Wa San put his head on Lao Wa's lower jaw at the same time.

"..."

Yale opened the lids of the two gallon buckets, walked to Laowa's deep cave-like mouth, and threw the two leather buckets directly into its throat (the material of the two gallon buckets is leather, which is edible).

"I top!"

Wa Er struggled to hold up the lower jaw of Old Wamm, helped him raise his neck slightly, and swallowed the leather bucket into his stomach.

After helping Old Vam to swallow two gallons of artificial dragon blood, the three Vam brothers gently placed Old Vam's head flat on the ground, and extended their heads in anticipation.

Whoosh-!

Suddenly, a layer of crimson flames burned on the surface of Old Vam's body, and at the same time, a subtle cracking sound slowly came from the surface of its body. The flames expanded rapidly and turned slowly like a vortex, centered on the position of the old Vam at the core of the cave, and slowly turned clockwise.

The black-haired knight stared at it and found that fine cracks appeared on the scales of the old Wamm. As the cracks continued to increase, he found that the vitality of the other party was changing, a subtle change that slowly came up from the very root. Like a butterfly reborn from its cocoon.

boom--!

Suddenly, a huge explosion sounded from the hole where they were located, and the red flames rushed straight through the hole, like a huge tongue, licking the dark blue sky.

In the cave, the old Vam had already stood up on all fours, the silver fire burning in the pupils became more and more vigorous, the twisted muscle mass floating all over the body, the scales also began to fall off layer by layer, and quickly grew a Layers of fiery red scales that are stronger and stronger.

oooooooo! !

Old Vam screamed up to the sky and tore it. Two **** wounds opened on its back, and two pairs of cicada-like fleshy wings extended from the flames, and quickly became firm and thick, forming two slender and slender wings. of meat wings.

laugh--!

Suddenly, a huge single horn grew directly from the top of Old Vam's skull, and two curved bone horns arched out from the ends of the two eyebrow lines.

"The giant dragon... the giant dragon!" Wa Yi's closed eyes shed two lines of hot tears, subconsciously muttering to himself.

"Grandpa has recovered into a real dragon! Grandpa has recovered into a real dragon!" Wa Er was rolling in the flames excitedly.

"This is our original appearance! The flame dragon! This is our true appearance!" Wa San stood on tiptoe excitedly, beating his chest and roaring.

"It's... an unexpected surprise." The black-haired knight sighed happily as he bathed in the comfortable dragon breath.

Roar--! ! !

Old Vam, no, it should be said that the flaming dragon fiercely raised its slender snake neck, and the silver-firing eyes turned towards the distant blue sky, making a long and loud whistle.

Roar--!

The three little Vam also raised their necks, looking at the deep blue sky, and issued a dragon roar that was a little immature in comparison, but full of flame-like faith.

This voice is full of blood and tears, just like the ordeal that the Vam family has suffered for thousands of years, incomparably bitter and heavy, but also like a newborn sun, exuding infinite vitality.