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Chapter 1098 The Cursed Dragon and His Human Knight (86)

The Cursed Dragon and His Human Knight (86)

Lance learned that the guy named Alpha hasn't been doing so well lately.

To be more precise, it wasn't just his entire hero team that was having a bad time; the root cause was something no one had expected: a conflict had broken out between their supporters and the temple's followers.

The temple has always had a large number of followers, but ever since Iphis came and purified the polluted land, these followers have become even more fanatical.

Some believers, upon hearing the news of Iphis's injury, stayed up all night guarding the place where Iphis was staying, and some even knelt outside the door to pray for him.

However, some radical believers expressed doubt about Iphis's injury. They unanimously believed that Iphis was a powerful bishop, and how could mere plague magic have caused Iphis's injury?

There must be another reason, and in their view, the most suspicious reason is the hero squad that was traveling with Iphis.

Most of these believers were ignorant and crazy. Once they became obsessed with their beliefs, they started to target the entire hero team regardless of what others said.

It is said that the craziest thing someone did was to throw the excrement of a monster directly onto those people's magnificent carriage. At that time, all that was heard was a scream from inside, and the carriage was never seen again.

Some say the hero himself is inside, while others say a frail mage is inside, which is why he couldn't escape.

After hearing this, Lance showed a rare smile of pleasure. "This is truly good news."

He'll definitely share this with Ningning later.

But there's also bad news.

This bad news is related to Lance himself.

"What did you say the hero team discovered?"

"Lord Pierre, they have discovered traces of the dragon."

Lance remained expressionless, but a hint of doubt lingered between his brows, signaling him to explain in detail.

"The information we gathered is roughly as follows."

The one who discovered the dragon's tracks was none other than the magician Alpha.

Rumor has it that he learned an ancient magic from somewhere, a magic used in ancient times to track and find the traces of dragons. So they quickly determined that the one that attacked the mercenaries in the Forest of Monsters was indeed an evil dragon.

This is interesting, Lance thought.

Knowing that he is the only remaining dragon in the world, the question arises: where did the so-called dragon discovered by Alpha come from?

"Alpha has discovered traces of a dragon? But now you're the only dragon left, aren't you?"

Song Ning, on the verge of death, sat up with a start, barely managing to pull herself out of the warm, broad embrace. Her hair was still a bit messy. "This isn't right, is it?"

He was a little irritable, but he couldn't quite put his finger on why.

"When did that guy learn magic? How come I didn't know? And is this thing reliable? Aren't there no other dragons? Where did he conjure up any trace of dragons?"

Song Ning was still furious when Alpha was mentioned. To this day, he still couldn't forgive Alpha for what it had done, let alone now that this matter had been brought up with Lance, which made him even angrier.

"Don't rush, the information isn't completely confirming that the trail he found is real. Let's wait and see."

Lance pulled the person back and then grabbed a blanket to wrap them up.

Although there is a magic circle for heating, it doesn't mean it's not cold.

After being brought back, Song Ning could only whine and continue to indulge in the warmth, but he was still angry and annoyed. "Anyway, I have a bad feeling. I'll have someone keep an eye on things. I feel like this guy might actually cause some trouble."

He said he wasn't really that worried. Although it wasn't obvious on the surface, the Tongmenghui had developed into a behemoth that couldn't be ignored.

Especially since he holds the title of the alchemist himself, it is obvious that his status in the Alliance is very high, and many powerful people have even expressed their willingness to follow him and protect his safety.

However, firstly, Song Ning himself was not weak in combat, and secondly, he had Lance, a dragon with incredible combat power, by his side. Therefore, those strong people were assigned to protect some very important members of the Alliance.

But if needed, the name Ning Si can also command a large following.

Although Alpha is a high-level mage, Song Ning is not really worried about that right now.

But Song Ning's concern wasn't actually about himself.

After thinking it over, he sat up straight, his face revealing no trace of worry.

"Your clone should hurry up and leave there. Didn't you say you had other things to do? We'll make arrangements there when we get there."

Lance didn't refuse his offer. "Yes, I'll make the arrangements and leave right away."

Song Ning looked into his eyes to make sure Lance wasn't just giving him the runaround, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

He was about to curl up and rest, but a strange sense of tension prevented him from sinking into the sweet and warm embrace as before. After hesitating for a moment, Song Ning took out his greatsword, something he hadn't done in a long time.

Since I can't calm down, I might as well practice my swordsmanship. I'll be meeting my enemy soon anyway, and this sword hasn't been stained with blood in a long time.

With a sense of crisis, Song Ning seemed to have suddenly become a different person; even the freezing cold couldn't stop him from practicing his swordsmanship.

Lance initially tried to persuade him, but when he found it was useless, he simply changed his approach.

The campfire warded off the chill in the snow. A carriage sat quietly beside the fire, and under the moonlight, two figures clashed fiercely, the clanging of metal echoing through the air.

"When did your scales molt again? I remember they weren't this hard last time."

In another clang, Song Ning's forehead was covered in sweat, but his eyes were filled with exhilaration. He hadn't felt this good in a long time!

But is this dragon hiding something from him?

"No, it's just that I had just finished shedding my skin, so my skin wasn't hard enough for a while."

Lance's vertical pupils popped out, and the arm he raised to block the greatsword was almost completely transformed into a dragon. The scales on it gleamed with an eerie metallic color in the moonlight and firelight, and the bluish-black veins stretched from under his skin all the way up to his neck. At first glance, he looked neither human nor dragon and was extremely terrifying.

"Oh, is it so?"

Using the momentum, Song Ning retreated sharply, took a deep breath, and simultaneously exerted force with his legs and knees, leaping into the air. His greatsword, as unstoppable as a mountain, crashed down!

"Then let me test your power!"

Lance looked up at his radiant lover under the moonlight, and let out a low growl from his throat, the affirmation and expectation of the warlike dragon bloodline for the strong!

"Inspections are welcome at any time."

He uttered a low voice, and faced the challenge head-on without fear.

The figures intertwined under the moonlight at this moment are not only lovers who deeply love each other, but also strong individuals who respect each other in a duel.