Wizard: I crush the legend with my martial arts

The person who jumped up next surprised Alphonse. It was actually the half-dragon Vitina.

"Are you going to the Cold Wind Territory with me too?"

Vitina knelt down obediently and cautiously, as if she was trying her best to weaken her sense of existence, but she had to answer Alphonse's question and responded in a low voice, "The Pope asked me to be Miss Serra. guard."

As a dragonborn, she had a natural reverence for the dragon clan. She never thought that she would have the opportunity to fly on a real dragon. Being able to withstand the dragon's power and jump on Edson's back made her full of anxiety.

Fortunately, Edson doesn't seem to mind this.

Sera, however, was already quietly recalling what her brother had told her before he left, "I heard that human noble women like to fight among themselves. For a strong man like the Saint, there must be no shortage of women around him, so let Vetina follow." You can also have many helpers, so don’t take the initiative to cause trouble, but we dark elves are not to be bullied by others, and my brother is your strongest support."

Master Godin has also jumped up and is scanning Edson's back.

Adelson's back is extremely broad. Although there is a rugged horny structure in the center of the back, the white-gold scales are still quite flat and smooth.

It's just three people and a wolf, and there's plenty of room for movement.

If only a few people could still move around while Edson was flying.

"Are you all ready? Then I'm going to take off~~~" Adelson's thunderous voice was still a little cheerful.

"Okay." Alphonse responded.

Adelson added, "There is no need to worry too much. This is a very safe journey. I will use magic to set up a protective shield. You can move freely on my back, as long as you do not break the protective shield. You won’t fall! Of course, if you fall, I still have a chance to pick you up! Hahaha!”

As he said that, Adelson laughed angrily a few times, seeming quite proud of his sense of humor.

As soon as he finished speaking, his three pairs of wings stretched out and flapped.

Strong winds blew in all directions.

Ederson soared into the air.

Almost instantly, it quickly climbed to a high altitude.

Alphonse and others did not even feel the slightest bumps and strong winds at high altitudes.

Adelson was right, an almost transparent shield formed on his back.

The low temperature at high altitude and the strong wind are blocked out.

Through the shield, the disturbance caused by external airflow and clouds can be clearly seen.

Adelson was speeding through the clouds.

Dragons don't fly like birds, which have to flap their wings rapidly, but rather like a goshawk, which spreads its wings and glides, fluttering from time to time.

Alphonse walked to the edge of the shield and saw the mountains in the distance stacked one after another, but in the blink of an eye, they were forgotten.

Edson's flying speed is indeed surprisingly fast!
Suddenly a question came to mind, and he immediately called out, "Adelson!"

Alphonse didn't know whether he could have a normal conversation with Edson during the flight.

"Huh?" Adelson's huge dragon head tilted slightly, and a male voice as low as thunder came, "What's wrong?"

Obviously, you can talk to them at this time without being affected by the external environment at all. "When you get to the Cold Wind Territory, you will say that you are my teacher. You taught me all my skills." Alphonse said.

"Huh?" Adelson blinked in confusion, "Why do you want me to say that?"

"For some reasons that are difficult to explain, I once told my family that all my skills were taught to me by a mysterious bard, Edson, and they also regarded these as an ancient magic. Witchcraft inheritance, this was originally just a fictional character of mine. Who would have thought that you would be such a coincidence, and your name just happens to be Edson, which is not bad, you can just help me round this lie." Alphonse explained.

A real dragon, a transformed bard, mysterious and powerful enough, right?

"Okay, okay!" Adelson was obviously interested in this matter, "But where did you learn your skills? There must be a way, right?"

"They say it's hard to explain clearly. It happens out of nowhere." Alphonse really didn't want to tell him that he had traveled to this world.

"Alphonse is the favored one of our Lord. Perhaps this is also the revelation given by our Lord!" Sera interjected.

"This may not be surprising. After all, the God's Favorite is a person who can communicate with the gods." Master Godin said with deep approval.

That’s why you’re trying to make up for me like this!
Alphonse was happy in his heart. A lie requires countless lies to cover up. Without an exact explanation, it will become more and more troublesome.

Adelson shook his head in a depressed mood, "The connection between the gods and the world seems to be getting weaker and weaker. In the past hundred years, our Lord Dragon King has not been able to obtain any enlightenment from the Dragon God."

Alphonse had nothing to comment on the belief in dragons, so he didn't answer for a while.

However, Adelson seemed to find it rare to have someone to talk to during the flight, and his mood turned cloudy again. "Speaking of which, this is my first time accepting students. Alphonse, call the teacher to come and listen!"

Alphonse: "."

He said very speechlessly, "It's just a pretense. It's not easy for you to accept students. You show your identity as a dragon and there are many people who want to recognize you as a teacher!"

"It's different!" Edson shook his head and said, "What can I teach them? Dragon language magic? Even if they learn dragon language, they won't be able to use it. Their body structures are different. The power of our dragon clan is innate Those who come here can only learn magic through inheritance from generation to generation."

Alphonse stopped dwelling on this issue and looked into the distance.

It seems that they have entered the territory of the Orc Kingdom of Berzak.

Although the Izmer Kingdom also has mountains, rivers, and numerous jungles, it can still be said to have beautiful scenery.

The Kingdom of Bozak is like a barbaric land, with barren mountains and rivers, and even the mountain peaks are extremely steep. Only some orc camps can be seen dotted between those mountains and virgin forests.

This country seems to have no magical technology, but there are countless races, and they all still live like savages.

It seems a bit wrong to say that, they are originally orcs.

On the tops of some mountains, Alphonse also saw the Birdmen, a strange race whose arms were wings and whose legs were claws.

Fortunately, Edson used magic to shield his own breath, otherwise, these birdmen would definitely be frightened.

"Will we stop to rest?" Sierra asked casually. She wanted to talk to Vitina more, but Vitina just sat there shivering and kneeling in a daze.

It was obviously a rare experience to be able to fly on a giant dragon, but Vitina seemed to be frightened.

"No need, I can fly all the way there non-stop. If you want to sleep, just go to sleep. One or two nights without sleep is nothing to me. Of course, I can sleep longer than you. "More." Adelson replied nonchalantly. (End of chapter)