Dragon: Dragon Realm

"Don't go looking for death!"

Hearing this, Werther paused, with a look of embarrassment on his face, and turned to look at Boredia.

"Did you guess that I guessed it?"

Boredea rolled his eyes.

"Although I don't want to admit it, you are indeed smart and know many things that I don't know. Even I can't tell you what you might guess.

However, you are a smart dragon and you should know that there are some things that you cannot grasp now. "

Werther chuckled.

"Don't worry, I know it well. By the way, since you have guessed it, let me ask you for some news. I don't know..."

"explain!"

"In the past two or three days, no dragon's nest has experienced major changes, and the dragons are not aware of the changes?"

Hearing this, Boredia took a deep look at Werther.

"Where do I know where to go for this kind of thing?"

"Tsk!"

Werther smacked his tongue with regret, and then walked towards him with a regretful look on his face.

Of course, the most direct way is to ask Foss directly, but this is also the most difficult. Although the other party is a bit world-weary, he absolutely cannot afford to hate "making" his father or mother.

He risked so much knowledge that it was considered taboo among the dragon clan, just to allow him to truly come to this world. For those dragons who died because of this, this alchemist absolutely deserves to die.

But for Fosse...

Don't mention this!

In short, with Witte's current strength, he is not qualified to pursue these things. Instead of thinking about this and that, it is better to get things done with Lisven as soon as possible.

Then wait for Violet to come back and teach her for a while.

Next, all that is left is to practice quietly.

I’ve been working hard for hundreds of years, and I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t tired. Going out for a walk once in a while is called changing my mood, but staying in front of me all the time is a life of exhaustion!

With these thoughts in mind, Werther walked out of Boredia's store and then walked towards his own store.

Lisven needed to prepare materials, so all he had to do was wait in the store.

Just when Witte was halfway through, a black dragon walked out of Antasha's shop diagonally opposite.

Seeing Werther, he was startled for a moment, then grinned.

"Werther!"

"Antasha, are you going out?"

"Why are you going out? I'm going to find you. Isn't this a coincidence?"

"Looking for me?"

Werther was stunned for a moment, then thought of something and his eyes lit up.

"Are you going to fulfill your promise?"

Antasha had promised to give him a lost magic of more than 100 nodes before, but now looking at Antasha's posture, it was obvious that she was going to give him something.

And this is also the case, Antasha nodded angrily.

"I went through a lot of hardships for this magic, but I didn't expect that it would give you an advantage in the end."

As she spoke, Antasha turned and walked towards the store.

Upon hearing this, Werther hurriedly followed.

His face was also full of excitement.

Although he can't even use the ten-node magic now, it doesn't stop him from loving the lost magic of more than one hundred nodes.

Whether it can be used is one thing, but it is another matter.

This thing is like the power of rules. It is far more powerful than ordinary forbidden spells and can be used as a trump card magic.

Even if he didn't have enough ability, Witte would like to turn this thing into a magic circle and carry dozens or hundreds of them with him.

Soon, Werther followed the store.

Walking to the counter, Werther looked at the door leading to the living area.

"Speaking of which, how about Donitasa? Are you studying alchemy now?"

Antasha nodded.

"The situation is not bad. You told me a lot about the banquet. Thank you Xingchen for me."

After a pause, Antasha sighed helplessly.

"However, even if she was the only one who really got through the banquet, I think she would be happy. She has lost the ability to produce negative emotions. This is not a good thing."

Werther nodded, agreeing with Antasha's statement, but then he asked: "Where's Ilaya?"

"Of course she went back to her shop...with Xavier!"

Witte was startled for a moment, then glanced at Antasha with a strange expression, and then said: "Well, let's talk about the lost magic first!"

Hearing this, Antasha put her head in front of Werther.

"Aren't you curious?"

Werther shook his head without hesitation.

"Not curious!"

After saying that, after a slight pause, Werther added: "Not curious at all!"

With the opponent's posture, Werther couldn't be curious.

Otherwise, there will be a big pit waiting for him!

On the other side, Antasha smiled angrily when she heard this. Well, this guy is too smart to be fooled.

With this thought in her mind, Antasha didn't hesitate too much on her face. She leaned on the counter and said, "Put your head over here."

"do what?"

"I don't know how to use magic circles, so I can only use my mental power to teach you. I used my mental power to teach you two or three times, and with your 놅꽭 talent, you almost learned it."

Werther nodded, then stretched his head over, with a solemn look in his eyes.

Antasha rolled her eyes when she saw this.

"Relax a little. Since I promised you, I will teach you until you learn it. If you can't learn it after two or three times, then four or five times, seven or eight times...

When you learn it, it's over!"

As she said that, Antasa put a finger claw on the center of Witt's brow and began to chant.

In order to make herself feel more relaxed, Antasa slowed down the chanting speed.

While she was chanting, she began to build the magic node of this lost magic.

Time passed little by little in teaching and learning.

In the blink of an eye, two magic hours passed.

After finishing the chanting again, Antasa put down her claws. Seeing that Witt was lost in thought, she didn't speak, but just admired Witt's body with interest.

Of course, there was no such possessiveness in Antasa's eyes in the past.

Not only that, there was even a hint of disappointment in her eyes.

In her opinion, Witt was the representative of being ugly.

When he was a child, he looked mysterious and elegant, but now... he was only ferocious!

"What a pity..."

As soon as Witt came to his senses, he heard Antasa's murmur. Seeing that the other party was staring at him with her eyes, he subconsciously took a step back and a hint of vigilance appeared on his face.

"What do you want to do now?"

Antasa rolled her eyes and then waved her paws.

"Don't be narcissistic. The thing I regret most in my life is that I decided to watch you grow up. What a good work of art, just destroyed like this!"

"..."