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Chapter 1119 The Cursed Dragon and His Human Knight (107)

The Cursed Dragon and His Human Knight (107)

Song Ning never expected that Lance would stand up for him when he thought he no longer cared about Alpha.

What he didn't expect was that when he heard everyone praising him, he still couldn't hide his excitement.

When the news of Alpha being kicked out of the Brave Squad came out, Song Ning couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Hahaha, hahaha, he's finally got what's coming to him, that's awesome!"

Song Ning laughed loudly, and her whole demeanor became much more cheerful.

Not only that, that very night he directly used a red ribbon to bind Lance's wrists and pushed him down.

All the resentment and bitterness that were once deep in their hearts vanished because of what Lance did.

He braced his hands on Lance's waist and abdomen, and when he looked down into Lance's eyes, he could not hide the hint of red in his eyes. The two stared at each other for a long time, and Lance could not help but untie his hands and pull him down to kiss him.

"Don't think about those things. We have a long future to spend together."

Song Ning tasted his own tears in that kiss, and he smiled with relief, returning the kiss with even more ferocity and passion.

"I know that with you by my side, I don't feel sad about anything."

The 'Restoration Potion Alliance' is a legendary organization. No one expected that a small organization that no one thought would stand out would rise to prominence.

Its founder has become a mysterious figure in people's minds. No one knows where he came from or how he was able to provide so many potions.

But almost everyone in need received medicine from the Alliance. Some who were on the verge of collapse even managed to persevere and get better after joining the Alliance, thanks to the mutual help from its members.

Meanwhile, the royal family that ruled the entire country and the influential Church of Light were at war because of a legendary fantasy species.

The war spread across the entire continent, but only ordinary people suffered. More and more people discovered the benefits of joining the Alliance. Some people initially joined just for the eggs and bread, but after the eggs and bread filled their stomachs, they gradually discovered that there were many more things that attracted them than the Alliance itself.

As for the fact that he used to worship the God of Light?

Please, would the God of Light really give out eggs and bread?

Would they use those drugs that are impossible to buy on them? They just didn't have a choice before, but now they do. Who would be stupid enough to do something like that?

As the Tongmenghui (Revolutionary Alliance) flourished, it gradually began to influence the situation on this continent.

The first city to change was the famous Lionheart City. The city had long ago demolished the temple and built the Tongmenghui's office in its place.

That's right, the Tongmenghui didn't even build a temple like the Church of Light, but rather a very simple office hall.

Even three-year-old children dared to walk into this place to seek help, and such service halls went from one to two, and then gradually spread throughout the entire continent. The Tongmenghui (Revolutionary Alliance) became the faith in the hearts of most people.

Later, some people said that the development of the Tongmenghui was actually inseparable from Pharmacist Ning Si, and they all thought it was just one person, but in fact it should be two people.

This statement has both supporters and opponents. Most of the supporters are high-ranking members of the 'Restoration Potion Alliance', who believe that the other adult they saw with their own eyes must be the other one they are thinking of.

Most of those who disagree are ordinary people who have no access to high-level officials. They think that this is just one person. After all, it is rare to find such a good person in the world. How could there be a second person as special as him?

No matter how much they argued, they always expressed deep admiration and gratitude for the name Ning Si. This name continued to circulate on the mainland until it was gradually forgotten after thousands of years.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

"Hurry up! If we don't leave now, they'll block our way!"

"coming."

A lithe figure leaped from the window, followed by seven or eight men who cried out in alarm, "My lord!"

A sudden gust of wind whipped them up, sending them tumbling and crashing into each other.

"Ouch."

"oops."

"Get out of the way! The adults are going to run away again!"

"Sir! Lord Ningsi!"

"Don't call me anymore, I'm leaving. From now on, you guys should focus on your own development. Don't contact me unless it's absolutely necessary, and if there's a problem, you'd better handle it yourselves and don't call me."

The young man landed gracefully on the dragon that had caused the storm, smiled and waved at the window, then immediately lay down and frantically patted the dragon beneath him.

"Let's go, let's go! I don't want to be stuck here doing official business anymore. I haven't seen the sun outside the window for more than half a month, and we haven't done anything properly for half a month either. Let's find a place to do something big today!"

Ron Lance kindly reminded him, "They're still at the window; they can hear you."

At this moment, the expressions of the seven or eight people behind him seemed as if the sky was about to fall. They wished they could plug their ears for the rest of what he said, with expressions that were exactly like "honest advice is hard to swallow".

"I know."

Wearing a black and gold robe and a crown studded with top-grade magic stones, Song Ning chuckled, radiating an aura of 'I'm free'.

"I did it on purpose so they could hear, otherwise they wouldn't know what kind of hardship I've been going through lately."

He didn't eat well, actually he ate quite well; he wasn't cold, but the clothes he was wearing were said to be made of the finest materials. How fine? They were made from the scales shed by Lance. Wearing this was basically equivalent to being half a dragon.

But I have too much work and I can't sleep well!

He hasn't done it for half a month. Do those old-fashioned people know how he's spent the last half month?

"Then let's go further this time. Last time it took us two years to come back, this time let's go for five years and then come back to take another look?"

Lance naturally wouldn't object, and even suggested, "Why don't we go take a look at that legendary sea that you were so interested in before?"

"The legendary sea? The place where you can never come back once you go? Okay, let's go and see it together."

Lying down on the broad back of the dragon, Song Ning felt that anywhere in the world was fine, as long as he didn't have to work and could be with this dragon, he was okay with anything.

"Then let's go."

In the sky, a giant dragon carries its beloved as it spirals upwards and soars through the heavens.

But no one was shocked by the existence of the dragon, because they all knew that it was like a guardian deity, although it only protected one person.