The red dragon just wants to do whatever it wants

Chapter 86
After a while, Pastor Atilisia, who was so angry that he had a cerebral hemorrhage, woke up faintly.

"Teacher Artilicia." David said with some concern.

If because of his own reasons, the alchemy thigh that he finally got on has a problem, he will not be allowed to freely enter the alchemy workshop to 'study'.

Wouldn't that be a big loss?

But to everyone's surprise, Master Atilisia, who has always been cheerful, kind and talkative, seemed to be a different person after waking up.

With a expressionless face, he patted David's head heavily, forced a smile and said:

"Don't worry about me, I just... got some small blows.

"You are a good boy and a good brother.

"In the past half a month, you should learn the way of alchemy in this workshop.

"Some of the basics of getting started, the alchemists here are enough to teach you, if you encounter any problems, you can also ask them for advice.

"Serxi, this child, I will leave it to you for the time being.

"As for this period, his authority is the same as mine."

"Yes!" The alchemists headed by Sercy quickly agreed.

Although he can't become the direct disciple of Master Atilisia like the other party, it's not a loss to have a good relationship with such a silver young dragon who knows at a glance that the family's powerful background is against the sky!

It's just that these words fell into the ears of David and other alchemists, probably because of the temptation of him, a closed disciple of a master of alchemy in Granyer, who hasn't returned home to take care of your sister.

But this also convinced everyone that the backstage of this silver dragon was beyond imagination, otherwise why would Master Atilisia, who was rejected, have such a big reaction.

After all, apart from Atilisia and David himself, no one knew that the mother of the 'silver baby dragon' in front of him was actually a red dragon.

What's more, they have to curse "that damn red disaster" every day because of the cloudy weather.

"Then you." David was immediately relieved, but only half relieved.

This time he was really worried about the Atilisian priest himself.

From a conscience point of view, this Atilisian pastor seemed to be the person who valued and cared most about him since he crossed over, except for his sister.

Even though maybe it's more about his 'talent' as a 'genius'. Right?
"I still have some personal matters, I need to go back to the Temple of Justice, make decisions and deal with them.

"Let's meet again, my son."

Having said that, Pastor Atilisia immediately turned around in a daze, pushed open the oak gate of the alchemy workshop, and walked alone and lonely towards the century-old fragrant flower field and the Temple of Justice at the foot of the mountain, leaving some stunned in the original place. David, who was not knowing what to think, and everyone who was also at a loss.

I don't know if it has something to do with Pastor Atilisia's change of mood. The [Astronomical Manipulation] originally cast by him seems to have failed at this moment.

The sun, which was still shining brightly before, was engulfed by the gathering black clouds in a blink of an eye. In a blink of an eye, there were lightning and thunder, and it began to rain heavily.

Pastor Atilicia, who hadn't gone far, was drowned in a blink of an eye.

In theory, he should have several spells to avoid such embarrassment, but he just didn't use any of them, and let the heavy rain wash him down.

Just like a teacher who is rejected by a student he likes.

Like a father pushed away by his long-lost son.

Just like the young silver dragon who was overwhelmed by the lingering crimson shadow in his heart back then.

But soon, whether it was David's illusion or not, the Atilisian priest's slightly hunched back gradually straightened up at a speed visible to the naked eye.

What he also didn't know was that Atilisia, who was walking in the rain at this moment, was going faster than he expected. Before returning to the Temple of Justice, he had already made a decision in his heart:

That is no matter what the price.

He must also take his pair of children from the claws of the arrogant and greedy Pavla.
Take it back!
This is a responsibility that a male must face up to.

It is also a responsibility that as a father with two children must pick up!
As soon as he figured out the idea that made him instantly understand, Atilisia, who had escaped for nearly ten years, finally had the most charming smile in Longsheng's life, but no one was lucky enough to see it.

The smile grew bigger and bigger in the rain, and then turned into a presumptuous and wild laugh.

The whole body of the laughing was trembling, and David behind the laughing was a little puzzled, and everyone who was laughing looked at each other, not knowing why.

But just when Priest Yinlong's handsome figure was about to disappear on the horizon at the end of the flower field for the first time, he wondered if the heavens were shocked by the almost heaven-defying thoughts of this silver dragon.

Click.

A bolt of lightning flashed across the sky and struck the priest directly on the forehead
Pastor Atilisia, who was covered in smoke, staggered and almost fell to the ground.

"Mr. Atilisia!" David and the disciples of alchemists were shocked.

How dare you believe that your own alchemy patriarch was struck by lightning in broad daylight! ?
This is too unfortunate!

They were about to rush into the rainstorm to help the first aid, but they saw Pastor Atilisia standing still, and raised his hand to stop them.

They have already discovered that although Atilisia seems to be a normal person, her original brilliant blond hair has faded into glaring silver hair under the lightning strike.

Then, with disheveled hair, staggering step by step, he persistently and stubbornly walked towards the Temple of Justice.

And such a bewildered but determined back was silently reflected in David's heart at the moment.

He had an inexplicable urge to catch up.

But out of respect for an elder he respected, he stopped.

boom!
The gate of the Temple of Justice was kicked open by someone.

The one who could enter was Atilisia, a believer and pastor of the God of Justice.

The silver-haired priest, who was in a rather embarrassing figure, came to the shrine of the God of Justice, where there were almost no sacrifices. He stared at the statue of Tyr and roared loudly:

"My God Tyr!
"I need your help!
"Please give me the strength to defeat Pavla!"

But for a long time, just like the thousands of times he worshiped and prayed in the past, there was still no response.

"Hehe, is that still the case?"

He suddenly laughed, and what followed immediately was an extremely rare rage for a silver dragon.

This righteous believer who was kind to others in the past, upholding justice and kindness, raised his foot and kicked over the long table where candles, spices, books and legal codes were enshrined:
"Tyl! Where did you go!"

"what?"

Angry Atilisia once again overturned the shrine decorated with daggers and long swords, and then stomped it to pieces:

"It's your fault no one will believe you!
"I'm going to you Mad!

"Damn Tyr!

"You are fucking dead!!!"

Atilisia, who was out of temper and seemed to have turned into a dragon, stumbled to her bedroom, which was also the alchemy room of the private dragon, after cursing.

On this night of torrential rain, the alchemy room was so dark and dark for a whole night.

The next day, when the storm passed, the sun itself pierced the rising sun through the thick cloud of ash.

Pastor Atilisia, who had been busy all night, kicked the gate of the Temple of Justice away from the house again.

The waist is full of alchemy potion bottles, and the whole body is full of alchemy enchanted weapons such as the holy flame silver crossbow and two shining long swords that were just made last night. Looking at the rising sun, he twisted his stiff and creaking neck, and muttered to himself:

"Sure enough, in the end, kindness and justice must be upheld by oneself!"

Apart from himself, after the hell-level mission of rescuing his unlucky silver dragon from the old continent and from that crimson calamity claw, there are probably not many friends and clansmen who dare to go with him again That'Longtan Tiger's Den'.

However, even if he is the only one left, there are some things that must be done.

"Safistuin, my child, and my daughter whom I have never met.

"Please wait a little longer.

"I'll go to the Underdark first, and 'borrow' a [ghost cloak] from the mistresses of Drogothin.

"Just go to Mount Katjana in the Old World.
"From your bloody mother.

"Get you out.

"must!!!"

Half a month later, in the Underdark Region, the lowest level of Spider Nest City.

With a creak, the rusty prison door was opened and then closed again forcefully.

There was a muffled sound.

A silver-haired drow who was wearing [Cold Iron Handcuffs] and [Demon Elimination Wristband] at the same time was thrown in and fell to the ground.

Drow muttered to himself in a bewildered face:
"This is completely different from what I imagined!

"This hasn't even gone to the Old Continent to face Pavla.

"Is a mere mistress of Drogexin so strong?

"I was careless!!!"

The only thing that makes him happy at this moment is:
Fortunately, I listened to what my son 'Safisduin' said about the drow, and transformed into a drow elf in advance before coming to the Underdark.

A female drow.

Otherwise, she didn't even dare to think about what a miserable end she would end up after being captured now!

But even so, her current situation is still precarious.

I heard Drow outside the cage chatting with a coquettish smile:
"What's the origin of this new one? It looks quite distressing."

Hearing these words, Atilisia couldn't help but tense all over.

I thought to myself, are these drows so perverted?Has she transformed into a female that doesn't let go?
"Don't think about it, he is a very dangerous guy. He should be a lunatic from the Celestial Sect. He even dared to attack Mistress Flavia, who is one of the members of Drogosin, with a suit of alchemy potions. It was used by some adult in the council."

"Really? It seems that our Spider Nest City has reached an eventful season with undercurrents."

"Let's fight, let's fight, even if we fight with those high elves, what's the matter with us jailers who have been forgotten by all elves?"

"Yes, hehe."

"Is that guy really not allowed to touch? It's not that I can't be a female."

"It is said that in a few days she will be sent directly to the altar to be sacrificed to the great spider queen. Do you dare to move the spider queen's meal in advance and leave some drool to try?"

"Hehe, let's forget it, find a male to purify the fire."

"Let's go together."

After these filthy and filthy drow left their posts without permission, the sluggish Atilisia almost spat:
"Sure enough, they are a bunch of filthy and hopeless guys. I really want to burn this sinful city down!"

Just thinking of what the two drows said before, Atilisia looked decadent and desperate:
"Are there only a few days left to be sacrificed?

"Why am I so useless?
"Who will save me?
"woo woo woo woo."

A corner of the Underdark that no one cares about.

An Atilisian priest who became a drow.

Once again alone and weak Yilong, weeping into tears.

(End of this chapter)