A strange world

Chapter 1042 Section 273. Dragon Blood

"No, hurry up and save people!"

Although the Iron Girl said that she would not be affected by bad luck, the hail destroyed almost half of the forest, including the hunter's hut.

But the fallen trees were across the road ahead. In order to save time, Annan had to let Maria hold him and rush to the hunter's hut.

The men were sent to find the place where the red dragon fell. If it was not dead, they would find a way to maintain its vital signs. Whether Liberty City can have another red dragon depends on them.

The destroyed forest was extremely difficult to recognize the road. Fortunately, Maria had a keen sense of smell and could smell the way they came out and rushed to the collapsed hunter's hut.

Seeing the collapsed house, Annan was half disappointed. He hoped that the Iron Girl had some warrior talents besides the priest.

Running to the place in his memory and moving a few collapsed logs, Annan really saw the Iron Girl who was safe and sound.

When the hunter's hut collapsed, the collapsed roof and the logs that made up the walls happened to form pillars that supported each other, propping up an alternative cage around the Iron Girl.

However, her skin was frozen red and shivered in the cold wind. If Annan had come a little later, he would not have been so lucky.

Annan tore a shield scroll for the Iron Girl and asked Lemon to cut the logs and rescue the Iron Girl.

"Didn't you say you were okay?" Annan complained.

A hint of blush appeared on the pale cheeks of the Iron Girl: "Are you concerned about me?"

Annan felt that the Iron Girl... no, now Louise was a little bit wrong.

Her state was like those girls who saw her in Liberty City...

Louise looked up and sniffed, squinting her eyes: "You smell like another woman."

"Uh... you're injured!"

Annan saw that her ankle was scratched and blood was flowing out. It should be that her horizontal leg was hit when the hut collapsed.

Louise lowered her head, but she couldn't see anything at this angle. She was so weak that she couldn't even take off the powerless torture device.

At this time, even a farmer could kill her with a dung fork... But Annan just came over, took out a handkerchief and stabbed it into Lemon's belly, squatted beside her and wiped the wound with a handkerchief soaked in clean water.

Louise stared blankly, her cheeks becoming more and more rosy: "Well... can you take off your disguise?"

"No, I have too many enemies in the new capital. If they know I'm here, they won't be able to sleep well."

Annan was the same, but it had nothing to do with them.

"Who dares to hurt you?" Louise said coldly.

"This kingdom, isn't it powerful?"

The shackles of the torture device were not only in one place, but her legs, hands and waist were all trapped by chains. Let Lemon carefully cut it open, and Annan and Maria worked together to remove the torture device from the iron girl.

Louise sniffed at Maria, her eyes became unfriendly, and Annan happened to see it.

What's going on? Could it be that the torture device also has the ability to oppress personality? Otherwise, how could Louise be a different person...

Annan summoned another small earth elemental and asked it to pick up the heavy torture device.

Such a good thing should not be wasted, so take it back to the mushroom house and let Dumbledore study it less.

Louise wanted to stand up, but she was about to fall down as soon as she stood up, but fortunately Annan supported her.

"You are too weak and need to rest."

Annan took off his wizard robe and put it on Louise.

However, Louise's mind was full of warmth and the touch of Annan, and she didn't hear what he said until Annan handed her to Maria and walked out of the forest.

Louise looked at Maria with more and more unkind eyes.

Maria followed Annan with Louise on her back, and was tripped when she stepped over a branch that was hit by hail. The tail wrapped around her waist could not be stretched out to maintain balance, and she staggered and almost fell.

A ratman, fell?

Maria has never fallen since she was a little mouse.

Maria looked at Annan's back in front of her, lifted him up, deliberately pinched the girl's buttocks which didn't have much flesh, and frowned: "Don't make trouble, you will be hurt if you fall."

"You..." Louise was ashamed and angry, but she still wanted to continue to impose bad luck willfully

"I have known Annan for three years, and we have experienced conspiracy and life and death."

It means that Maria set up conspiracy and death trap for Annan.

Louise's attention was attracted: "You said his name is Annan, is this his real name?"

"Yes, unexpected, right?"

As a result, Louise looked like she had never heard of it. She was locked up in the Guardian Church for an unknown period of time, so it was normal that she didn't know the outside world.

"Then do you know why he stayed in the new capital?"

"For revenge."

Louise on his back exclaimed: "So he is a prince who wanted revenge after his country was destroyed by the kingdom?"

So she was a fantasy girl?

"That's right, but he is that king."

The King of the North.

"Young king..." Louise whispered softly as if she was immersed in her own fantasy.

After spending some time walking out of the forest, the team that went to look for the red dragon disappeared, and only one ranger returned.

"Lord Annan! One good news, one bad news..."

The familiar sentence pattern awakened Annan's long-lost memory "Did you learn it from Fast?"

"Yeah, we always play cards together."

"Don't keep me in suspense."

"Oh. The bad news is that the red dragon is dead, and the good news is that we can bathe in dragon blood to strengthen our physique!" The ranger said honestly.

No wonder he ran back to inform first.

The dragon race is full of treasures, especially the newly dead dragons, whose blood still has power. Warriors can improve their physique by bathing in dragon blood, and even have a chance of obtaining dragon blood, which is smaller than Annan's chance of defeating the little bat. Other professions can also do it, but bathing will be extremely painful, and no warrior's physique can withstand the baptism of dragon blood.

Baptism takes time, and the longer you can endure the pain, the greater the improvement. Annan thought about it, it's okay if the new king returns a few days late, and the improvement of his subordinates is more important.

The forest is not far from the new king, and the movement here is expected to attract the attention of the city soon. Annan led the horse and carriage, cleaned up the traces and came to the place where the red dragon fell.

The adult red dragon overwhelmed a forest, and its head was placed on the pine tree, just forming a "bathing space".

It may not be the worst death, but it is definitely the most unlucky dragon this year.

When Annan came, except for a mage who did not join in the fun, a ranger was staring at the surroundings, and the seven warriors all took off their clothes and ran to stand under the dragon's neck, suffering and happy.

They were covered in blood, some from the red dragon, and some from their own blood.

"Come on! As long as someone awakens, I will write you the story of Prince Annan and the seven dragon vein warriors!" Annan shouted at them.

As if they heard Annan's words outside, the seven warriors roared together.

"If it was so easy to become a dragon vein warrior, the dragon race would have been extinct long ago..." whispered a wizard on the side.

Annan glanced at the mage who was speaking in a depressing tone: "If you have nothing to do, go build a wooden house."

"Oh."