Chapter 49 Chapter 49 What kind of dragon do you like?
Su Cheng took the poetry collection to the bookstore owner and asked if he had a complete copy. "It's all rotten, and many parts are unclear."
The boss looked at the book and said that this one was a copy, and the new one was the same. "The one you have is ten silver coins, and the new one is fifteen."
Su Cheng: “…………”
For such a tattered book, this price is a bit outrageous.
Su Cheng: "What about the torn part here? Is it on the new one?"
The boss's expression changed and he started to talk about other things. Su Cheng gave him a gold coin and he finally gave in.
This book was written many years ago by a wandering poet who traveled around and witnessed the mysteries of various cults.
Later, some magic circles and runes were also drawn in the book.
Normally, if no one gives guidance, it would be of no use to ordinary people to have such pictures. The author just wanted to make these poems more atmospheric.
Unfortunately, the bookstore owner had a friend who was a pastor. When his friend saw the patterns, he immediately asked him to destroy them.
He also said that if people from the Vatican saw it, they would most likely send him to the Tribunal.
The boss was so frightened that he tore up all the relevant content in the book and burned it overnight.
Su Cheng: "...I thought the thing that was torn off was the story. If it's that, I'm not interested."
The boss was worried that she was a heretic, but he was relieved when he heard this.
"Speaking of which," Su Cheng said as he walked out of the store, carrying the book, "are the things these poems about true?"
The leader had left at some point, and now it was just the two of them.
The Blood Mage looked down at her, "Perhaps in part."
"Hmm? So you know the truth?"
"I'm not sure about the Jealous God, but I've seen similar poems about him. They recount a story I know, some of which are false."
"Oh," Su Cheng nodded, "That's probably just artistic processing, or the author's imagination."
There was a small alchemy workshop on the corner of the street, and Camus went straight in. She looked at the door for a moment and suddenly found that the block looked familiar.
——When I came out of the blacksmith shop earlier, I saw the commander from afar.
He was standing in front of the liquor store across the street.
Su Cheng couldn't help but tilt his head to look over. The shop was old-fashioned, with a half-rolled-up door curtain. The wine rack inside was made of rough logs, with various bottles and pottery jars placed crookedly.
There were only a few seats in the room, only two tables, both of which were full. Those people seemed to be from the same group, all wearing light leather armor, looking like mercenaries.
Kai stood by the wall, talking to one of the men.
Su Cheng only took a quick look, and the man with black hair and golden eyes turned around and waved at her from a distance.
She trotted over curiously.
"I borrowed this guy's mount," Kai pointed at the mercenary in front of him, "to give you some training."
The mercenary smiled and said, "Is this the one? No problem, let's go."
Su Cheng followed them in a daze. The three of them soon left the town. She returned the horse to the farmer and then came to a flat and open grassy slope.
The mercenary blew a sharp whistle.
The black shadow hovering in the sky let out a long roar, quickly swooped down, and stopped ten meters in front of them.
It was a sturdy monster, with the front half shaped like a horse and the back like an eagle. It had short, jet-black fur, a silver-gray mane, and broad, full wings.
It is about the same size as an ordinary horse and is considered a medium-sized magical beast. Its round black eyes look bright and gentle.
"...I'll lend it to you," the mercenary patted his companion's neck. "She's very gentle and won't hurt you. Don't hurt her either. Just clap your hands and call her."
After saying this, he whispered a few words into the Warcraft's ear and then turned and left.
Su Cheng looked at Ma Ying in confusion, "What the hell?"
Someone next to him was still carrying a box, and most of the bottles of wine inside had been drunk.
"A simple training exercise," he said with a smile, "Black Feather Hippogriffs need to sprint before taking off, and their riders usually mount during this time. You can try it."
Su Cheng: "Why don't you get on the horse before she sprints?"
Kai took another sip of his wine, "That might affect her ability to take off, especially since she's not even an adult yet."
Su Cheng looked at the horse eagle and thought that the things he had ridden before were much more terrifying than this. He nodded and decided to give it a try.
She asked about the approximate distance of the sprint, then began to retreat. After retreating about a hundred meters, she took a deep breath and clapped her hands vigorously.
With a loud neigh, the monster lifted its front hooves into the air, exerted force with its hind legs, and rushed out like black lightning.
It passed by her in an instant, and the strong wind made her hair messy and her clothes flutter.
Dust was rising from the ground and grass clippings were flying.
Su Cheng: “???”
She felt like a disheveled little character in a comic book.
In the blink of an eye, the horse eagle had already soared high into the sky and turned into a dark shadow in the clouds.
Su Cheng: “…”
What kind of speed is this?!
She couldn't react at all, let alone climb onto the horse's back, she couldn't even touch it, right?
It was also because the other person was not running towards her, otherwise she would have been smashed into a pulp.
Soon the monster in the sky landed, circled around her twice, nudged her with its nose, and looked at her doubtfully, as if wondering.
Su Cheng was sweating profusely, "I'm sorry, I'm too green——"
That's not right!
She quickly went to the group leader and asked, "Shouldn't this start at a slow speed? Gradually increase the gears?"
The latter sat on the grass and drank, "No, it's just like that. I deliberately picked the youngest one, which is already the slowest."
He pointed to his eyes. "Mages use their mental strength, and warriors can use their fighting spirit to enhance their senses. Find a way to coordinate these forces."
Su Cheng frowned, "You make it sound easy."
But the reality is very tragic.
Even until the other two teammates arrived, she hadn't made much progress. Fortunately, this Warcraft was really good-tempered and not impatient at all.
Even so, she felt a little guilty and felt that she had let the pony down.
Su Cheng: “…”
She simply counted down in her mind. After all, the speed of the monster was very uniform. It would not be fast this time and slow next time. It would take about the same time for it to arrive in front of her every time.
When Ma Ying rushed over again, she counted the seconds and reached out with all her might.
Then he was undoubtedly knocked away.
Su Cheng lay on the ground, looking at the clear blue sky, and slowly closed his eyes.
"Do you think she's asleep or dead?"
Then a teasing male voice sounded above my head.
“…It’s almost noon.”
Another deeper voice said.
Su Cheng sat up in disbelief, "What?"
Camus stood two meters away, glanced at her, then looked at the sky, as if signaling her to look at the sun.
"Dear," Sasha squatted down beside her and looked at her with a smile, "If you want to learn to fight like a warrior, you must be able to use your fighting spirit in a coherent and continuous manner, not just in one posture or one or two short movements-"
He raised his cold, slender fingers and gently poked her shoulder, then moved them along her shoulder blade to her spine, sliding slowly down along the line of her spine.
Su Cheng felt a little itchy and subconsciously dodged forward.
The vampire didn't let her go, but kept his fingertips on her lower back and moved forward with her movements.
She was originally sitting on the grass, and when the other party pressed her hard, her waist suddenly felt numb and half of her body went limp.
Then he fell to the side in a dog-chewing mud posture.
Su Cheng couldn't help but turn around and scold him, "...What's wrong with you?"
Sasha pressed her waist with her index finger, and it seemed that she didn't use much force, but she just couldn't stand up.
He looked at her leisurely. Su Cheng wanted to curse, but suddenly he understood vaguely.
She tried to exert some strength, but could only barely raise her upper body. Suddenly, she heard laughter behind her ears, and a cold breath brushed through her hair.
"Imagine your fighting spirit—"
The vampire raised his other hand, ran his cold fingertips across his tailbone, and pressed hard on his pelvis, "Ignite your core."
His left hand slid down the back of his leg, dug into his trembling biceps, and squeezed hard.
Then he tapped her lower abdomen with his fingers, and slowly pressed down with his palm against the rectus abdominis.
The belt buckle was pressed deeply into the flesh, and he couldn't help but groan.
"... driving each other forward. Imagine your fighting spirit as a chain, connecting your bones and muscles."
He held her waist and pinched the erector spinae muscles on her side. "Try it?"
Su Cheng took two deep breaths and felt a heavy force behind her waist. The force made her uncomfortable and she instinctively wanted to resist.
The fighting spirit in the body seemed to be stirring, flowing out as the waist and hips exerted force.
She jumped up from the grass.
Sasha stood up and gave her a thumbs-up.
Su Cheng's stomach still ached slightly, and he glanced at him angrily, "...Thanks, I'll try again."
Now she had only one problem to solve.
——When the monster rushes towards you, you should enhance your ability to capture its movement trajectory and be able to reach out and grab the saddle and reins at the critical moment.
Su Cheng apologized to the horse eagle, stroked her mane and said that he was very bad and might have to trouble her to make a few more trips.
The Warcraft snorted, perhaps understanding what she said or what, but it touched her head with its head again.
Su Cheng: “…”
So good.
She wants to get one!
Although she could probably buy it with her financial resources, the subsequent matters would be quite troublesome.
Then she tried again, in the scorching midday sun, sweating profusely, and finally tried to get her fighting spirit flowing.
Even if it was only vaguely gathered around the eyes, the various scenes in the field of vision became clear.
The soft greenery on the hillsides comes alive.
As the grass swayed in the wind, she could see the jagged edges of the leaves and the insects and ants busying around among the roots.
Su Cheng looked at the monster that was preparing to sprint more than a hundred meters away.
Then comes focus.
In fact, it is the same as using the sense of wind to listen, but with the guidance of established magic, the effect will be greatly improved.
It’s not so obvious when you use your mental power.
But she knew that state, and was barely familiar with the feeling of calling on mental power - processing and analyzing those miscellaneous sounds after each spell.
She clapped her hands lightly while focusing her attention completely.
A dark shadow came rushing towards them.
This time the monster seemed to be a little slower, at least in her perception world.
This allowed her to reach out and grab the reins, and her fingers were hurt by the strong muscles on the back of the hawk's neck.
Su Cheng took a breath, and the circulation of his fighting spirit suddenly stopped.
She failed to climb onto the horse's back in time, and with one hand holding the rope, her whole body was hanging in the air. Then, the moment the monster took off, she fell to the ground.
If he didn't have the fighting spirit, he would probably have broken his spine.
But she is not seriously injured now. Although she feels very painful, she can still move freely. She touched it with her hand and felt that the bones seemed to be in place.
The audience did not comment on this.
In fact, Camus was still reading, and Sasha was sitting on the hillside, poking ants at the ground with a twig, and they didn't seem to notice her.
Su Cheng brushed the dirt off his hair and decided to try again.
She kept repeating the whole process in her mind, and recalled the action of getting up just now - the key point is coherence, gathering, distribution, and flow.
After falling three times, Su Cheng finally managed to climb onto the horse's back.
At the moment of success, she herself didn't even react.
The hand holding the reins was still aching, but the hawk had already neighed happily and flapped its wings to soar into the sky.
In terms of flying speed, it could not compare with the previous dragon eagle, so she did not feel any discomfort, not to mention that this saddle was more complete and had stirrups.
Su Cheng sat steadily, looking down at the green grassland and town below.
Half a minute later, the monster landed back on the ground. She was still sitting on the horse. The black-haired man not far away gave her a thumbs up.
Su Cheng waved happily, stretching out his arms in a showy manner, "I like her! If I have my own place in the future, maybe I will raise one too."
Kai put down the last bottle of wine and walked over, "This can be raised freely."
Su Cheng tilted his head, "What if it's stolen?"
She was still sitting on the horse eagle, so she could look down at him.
The man in front of her also raised his face, his shiny golden eyes filled with the scorching sun, appearing even brighter and more brilliant.
Those seemingly fierce, needle-like vertical pupils were also warmed by the gentle and soft smile.
The next second, the smell of alcohol and leather hit me in the face.
A figure flashed before her eyes, and the man who was standing next to her disappeared.
A cold, broad chest pressed against her back.
The big palm wrapped in leather gloves gently clasped her slender fingers holding the reins.
The man's strong thighs curved at his sides, as if encircling her on the saddle. "We can have a contract."
The air brushed over her head as he spoke.
Su Cheng froze.
Su Cheng: “?!?!”
Su Cheng: "Can't you only bring one person?! Don't crush this lady!"
"That's about flying," the man behind me hesitated. "I thought you wanted me to come up? You just stretched out your hand—"
There was a huge difference in height between them. Su Cheng didn't need to look back, he could see the sharp jaw just by tilting his head back.
She didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "I was just showing off to you... Never mind, there's actually nothing to show off."
"You're amazing," he said in a deep voice, with a hint of a smile. "I was just thinking, I'm not very good at teaching. I'm very glad to have a student like you."
The horse eagle strolled leisurely on the grass slope and did not have any special reaction to the person on its back.
Su Cheng breathed a sigh of relief. "That at least shows that you have a good eye. The tasks you gave me are all things I can complete—"
The Warcraft is not very big. Although it can carry two people, they have to stick close to each other.
She was almost embedded in that cold, broad embrace, with muscular arms on her sides and a hard belt buckle pressing against her spine.
Su Cheng couldn't help but move.
The man behind her breathed slightly, and suddenly he grasped her waist, his strong fingers pressing the rough leather into the thin fabric.
“…Be careful.”
"?"
He didn't think she was going to fall, did he?
"I'm fine," Su Cheng couldn't help but say, "That kind of contract can't be established casually, and it takes a lot of time--"
She herself likes to play with Warcraft often.
"The problem is that I can't guarantee that I will always have this kind of time. After all, there are still many things to deal with—"
Su Cheng paused and said jokingly, "Being a dragon rider is pretty good. Not to mention sub-dragons, flying dragons and giant dragons, as long as they're not newly born, are very smart and not easily abducted."
"...Dragon Rider?"
Kai's tone seemed a little delicate, chewing on the word, "What kind of dragon do you like?"
Su Cheng: “?”
Most people might think she was wishful thinking when they heard her say that, and that the team leader was not the kind of person who would talk like that, but she still thought he would encourage her.
Su Cheng: "I don't know? Dragons can talk, right? So they can talk to me? They have the same temperament as me?"
The person behind him seemed to laugh, "Well, that shouldn't be too hard to find."
The horse eagle strolled on the green grass slope. The sunlight blended the shadows of the riders into one, swaying with the rhythm of the monster's march.
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