Duke of Grief

Suddenly ahead, Ziegler looked up, turned his head, and looked away. The distance was already a grassland. Only then did he realize that he had walked out of the Black Forest.

But then, he frowned again, opened the notebook he carried with him, and turned back and forth, only to turn three pages, he found his notes.

Taking out the pen and ink bottle, the Red Dragon sat on the floor, spreading the notebook on his lap, and writing the pen wrote: "In the morning of May 3, I came to the border between the Black Forest and the Mason Prairie, but I did not Be aware of this. The magic concentration here has not changed much compared to the Black Forest. It has been affected by the legacy of the elves and gods of war. This prairie has not become a forest, but it has also become a Black Forest. Part!"

After writing, he closed the notebook and put the pen and ink bottle away again, and he walked back and forth with the doll girl who seemed a little unhappy.

The snacks in the storage bag had been eaten up. He didn't pay attention to the time. When she didn't pay attention to Rena, she finished all her snacks.

Although in the Black Forest, the energy she consumes and the energy she absorbs are equal, but life in Wind City seems to have made her accustomed to snacking, or that she actually has a sense of taste when she eats Can also get satiety.

She is not just a puppet, the Arcane Empire is trying to create a new life, a life that does not belong to humans, but also does not belong to machinery.

If there is a chance, he will take the puppet girl to a mechanical realm. Although the red dragon, who is a chaotic camp, has some troubles with those mechanical lives that are absolutely lawful, he is eager to know that those metal knots are in What happens after seeing Rena.

He is not in a hurry to go back now, he still has some things to understand, but he doesn't need to go deep into the Black Forest, he just needs to be at the edge.

Despite some displeasure, the puppet girl still pulled behind the current owner's clothes and walked behind him step by step. His indifferent eyes swept over the surrounding trees and insects, and there was a chaotic noise rustling in his ears.

The insects fled far away, the trees seemed to tremble in fear, and the strong wind from the grassland behind them rolled a lot of grass clippings over the tops of their trees.

Ziegler also stopped, closing his eyes and listening.

The element of the wind danced in the sky, and the ears faintly heard the bells of the tinkling bell, which surprised Ziegler and looked back.

Of course, nothing can be seen. Beside the trees, there is only the grassland in the distance.

The red dragon's eyes passed through the gap between the trees and fell on the grassland. I don't know if it was his illusion. He just seemed to hear the sound of the wind giant coming.

Those noble races that belong to the domain of the sky have strong power, and the nobles among them have the ability to fulfill the wishes of others. [Wishing] is a spell that summons the wind noble nobles to fulfill their own wishes.

They generally do not come to the material plane unless someone calls, but in this deserted place, who will summon the wind giants?

"Rena, did you hear that?" Ziegler asked with a low head.

The doll girl nodded cleverly, this time the red dragon can confirm that she is not auditory.

After forgetting the original purpose, he planned to take a look at that grassland. He wanted to know if anyone had summoned the wind giant spirit there. If not, he wanted to understand why the wind giant spirit would Come to the main material plane, and still come into this world.

Ziegler stooped down to pick up the petite puppet girl, and two dragon wings spread out behind him, and the blood vessels in the body were activated. The magic in the blood caused the red scales to extend from the roots of the wings to the body, but soon It gradually disappeared again.

With a wave of wings, the red dragon rose into the sky and flew towards the grassland in the distance.

The smart and calm red dragon flies high into the sky. If there are people on that grassland, then they should be on the ground. He can spy on them. If the wind giant comes to this world alone, then it should be high in the sky now. Above.

Ziegler narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling the subtle touch of the high winds across the skin.

He didn't know where the wind giant was. He hadn't been able to capture the source of the sound just now, but it should be nearby, otherwise he wouldn't be able to hear it.

The five senses of the dragon are indeed very powerful, but there is a limit.

The puppet girl’s pupils are like cats and can be zoomed, which allows her to adjust her vision according to her needs, and the dragon’s vision is even more extraordinary than the falcon.

The sight of the two of them constantly swept across the ground, like a breeze blowing across the grassland, and almost every inch of the ground would be taken into account by their eyes.

"Found it." The puppet girl seldom made her own clear voice and reached for the ground.

Red Dragon's eyes narrowed, and she followed her fingers, so she hovered in the air, which was not difficult for a legendary mage.

Like his guess, it was indeed someone who summoned the wind giant here, and not one or two people, it was a team.

This is the insignificant Mason prairie, where the elves and gods fell.

At the beginning of the war, the gods did not think how difficult the Arcane Empire was to deal with, so they also counted their enemies when they were at war with the Arcane Empire.

Most of them can be enemies of a deity. Most of them are deities too, just like this elf **** of war who only left a name. He was assassinated to death by his own compatriots, and he was in a floating city before he died. He died together, without leaving half a body.

The elves and gods are just like the human gods, because they like to fight each other because they were the two most powerful races on this continent.

Vulnerable races will gather in groups to keep warm, but humans and elves will not, just because they are strong enough.

In the later wars, the deaths and wounds of the elven gods died, which also led to the weakness of the elven clan.

But now is not the time to discuss these, Ziegler feels lucky!

"Oh, Rena, who do you think they are?"

Ziegler smiled teasingly and asked knowingly.

So the puppet girl glanced at him indifferently, and did not answer his master's mentally retarded question.

Red Dragon didn't feel embarrassed, he smacked his mouth and said to himself: "Dragon Hunting Order? Or the Eye of All-knowing? Anyway, apart from them, no one would come here for fun and boring, but also A wind giant was summoned here."

Because he was used to his little maid and would not answer his own questions, and would rarely chat with him, Ziegler had mastered the skills of self-questioning early on.

Ziegler is at a high altitude, and the dragon’s sharp hearing is also limited. At this distance, it is impossible for him to hear what the people below are saying, to find out that they are already a lucky person, and want to see their faces. What kind of expression is just a delusion.

In addition to the two organizations mentioned earlier, Ziegler did not think that other people would come here at this time.

The spirit of the elf warlord still affects here, but this does not mean that there is divine power or divinity here. If this is the case, a **** has been born in this grassland.

He didn't know what the people of the following team made to the wind giant noble~www.wuxiaspot.com~ but he felt the obvious time and space fluctuations appear below.

Then, a portal opened!

The team members entered the portal in turn, and until the last person walked in, the aristocratic nobleman who remained in place closed the portal and then left the main material plane.

Ziegler didn't know what happened, but what if the team seemed to'go back'?

When they go back, they still need to make a wish to the noble wind giant spirit? Why can't they arrange a portal back by themselves?

Thinking like this, Ziegler took out his notebook and pen.

"Rena, help me to record-in the morning of May 3, I saw a team on the Mason Prairie, I don’t know which organization they came from, but they seem to have been in this grassland or the Black Forest for a long time... …" (https:)

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