Magic Underachiever

"Sir..." Jessica was afraid of disturbing the frost dragon, so she whispered to Sir Charles: "What should we do now?"

Sir Charles has been very calm since he entered the secret room of the stone house through the portal. He put on his monocular eye and raised his cane. The magic light ball emerging from the top of the cane made the stone house that was not dark even brighter.

Sir Charles looked at the surrounding walls and said to Jessica's unanswered question: "This room can be filled with light without any light source. It is definitely a technology from the ancient magic age.

This should be the inside of an ancient ruins, just below the sand dune where we were just now. "

Jessica reminded Sir Charles: "Sir, I know we are down there on that dune, and I wonder what we should do now... This place gives me the creeps."

Charles took out his pocket watch, watched the hands on it move randomly, and said: "There are very powerful magic energy fluctuations here, which are stronger than the magic fluctuations in all the ruins we have explored.

This is no ordinary magic trap, we should be in the middle of a very large magic circle... No matter where this is, it is built for large-scale wars. "

Jessica knew that Sir had fallen into feverish thoughts about the archaeological discoveries. She pulled Sir's arm and raised her voice and said, "Sir, now is not the time to study this ancient ruins. We should find a way to escape..."

Get out!

At this time, the frost dragon suddenly raised its head and looked over, making Jessica realize that her voice... was a bit loud.

Jessica hehey with a smile in embarrassment.

Fortunately, the frost dragon made no other moves and quickly lay down.

Jessica patted her chest with lingering fear, and said to Sir Charles at the lowest volume: "I feel like a prisoner. I trust your judgment. One of my ancestors seems to be really respected by the undead. But in 2000 In the past, he was him and I was me...

The giant frost dragon ignored my request and killed all the mercenaries. I feel that my ancestors did not have the deterrence we imagined towards these extraordinary creatures, otherwise they should have let us go now. "

Charles finally heard Jessica's words clearly. He looked at the motionless frost dragon and said to Jessica: "Even in the ancient magic era, extraordinary creatures still have a very high status.

Jessica, do you think that if we were prisoners, we would need a frost dragon as our jailer?

In fact, these undead respect you far more than you think... Think about what the undead did when we were pointed at gunpoint by mercenaries? I believe they are fully capable of protecting you before the mercenaries shoot, but even if your risk of being hit is only one in 10,000, they will not put you in danger.

They don't start until the muzzle of the gun leaves you.

Think about your last call, your threat, and I was saved... I have reason to believe that if you had been more resolute, the frost dragon would not have killed those mercenaries. "

"Really?" Jessica was still a little frightened when she thought of the screams made by those mercenaries when they were killed. If what Sir Charles said was true, she began to regret that she had not saved them all. But: "Do these ancient undead really... value me that much?"

"Do you still remember that the frost dragon named Astro called you lady and said this is your home?" Sir Charles continued: "Look at the frost dragon lying there, does it look like the master? A guard dog?"

Jessica also looked at the giant frost dragon. Although he had become smaller, he still looked ferocious and exuded the aura of death. It was difficult to associate him with a hound. But take a closer look... His current state is different from that of a guard dog...

But... who can raise an extraordinary creature as a hunting dog?

"Sir, I'm confused... You seem to have seen something, but I don't have your wisdom. Can you explain it more clearly?"

Sir Charles straightened out his thoughts and said: "The frost dragon Astro who sent us here has a higher status than this frost dragon.

He never appeared. Instead, we were accompanied by extraordinary creatures of the same level as him, but this frost dragon did not talk to us. It means that they don't know how to face us, which means... they have no right to define your identity. "

Jessica was surprised: "They are extraordinary creatures, they have no rights... Then who has the rights?"

"Of course he is the owner of this 'home'... It can be seen that these undead souls do not occupy this ancient ruins without an owner, but they themselves belong to this ancient ruins. They are the guards of this 'home', and they should lead them After the 'lady' who is of the family master's blood comes back, they must first report to the master."

"No way..." Jessica couldn't accept Sir Charles's absurd reasoning: "You mean... my ancestor is still alive? No, no, no... still exists, he became an undead... raised Two giant frost dragons are lying somewhere in this tomb? Then prepare to meet...my great-great-granddaughter of countless generations."

"right……"

"Yes! This is too scary... I don't want to see him... What should I do if he asks me to stay with him here? I am only twenty-two years old, and there are still many places in this world that I have not visited..."

At this time, a round of applause sounded, and a beam of light was cast from the ceiling of the secret room. A tall figure wrapped in a cloak was projected through the mirror magic.

Then a deep voice came from the shadow under the hood: "Sir Charles... I admire your reasoning ability very much. You can analyze that I still exist in this world...

And Jessica... I am very surprised by your existence. When Astro told me about your being here, I didn't know how to face you at this moment."

The frost dragon that was lying on the ground just now stood up immediately after the projection appeared. He really looked like a loyal dog who saw his master, shaking his head and wagging his tail and circling around the mirror image back and forth. He just needed a tongue to stick out... The flattering look was not like the appearance of an extraordinary creature.

Sir Charles and Jessica already knew who they were facing.

A superhero from the ancient magic era, who had extraordinary influence in the two powerful races of hell and the undead... He was also Jessica's ancestor, and was the mystery that Sir Charles wanted to solve.

When Jessica didn't know how to face her ancestor, Sir Charles stepped forward, imitated the noble etiquette of the ancient magic era and saluted the projection, then said: "Respected Jessica's ancestor..."

"No... I haven't acknowledged her identity yet."