Sky Dragon Rider

"Okay, Romorig, I admit that diplomats are conspiracy theorists, thank God, I made a mistake in my judgment, but I can be sure that you and I were not wrong just now, it is indeed a real fire dragon .”

Dillon, who was secretly relieved, realized that his palm had been pricked unconsciously by his fingertips, and he could feel the burning pain from the wound stimulated by the salt in the palm sweat.

Compared with Cai Cai's own misjudgment of the severity of the situation just now, this is nothing at all. After all, the situation is not as bad as he imagined.

His back was already wet with sweat, and everyone in the mission must be in such a state of distress.

Romorig said angrily: "Those intelligence officers should be hanged, they can't even tell the difference between a fire dragon and a gold dragon." He felt very aggrieved, and even felt fooled. who is lying.

At the same time, at the same place, there was an information asymmetry inadvertently between the Portlanders and the Sri Lankans.

At this time, the escort, no, it should be the Sri Lankan knights who escorted the Portland mission dispersed again and lifted the encirclement formation.

Since the imperial capital did not plan to silence these Portlanders, and Serris and the knights no longer showed hostility, of course, it is still necessary to maintain a certain degree of vigilance.

The heavily armored knight who had just landed here by the dragon finished talking with the Silan knight, and walked towards the mission alone. All the Portlanders present were tense and commotiond, and no one dared to underestimate the other party.

That was a dragon knight, who could easily destroy them all with just one person and one dragon.

Although the fire dragon has already left, it is only a matter of seconds to recall it again, and the result will still not change.

"I am the royal bodyguard of the Islamic Empire, Maureen, on behalf of the royal family to receive the Portland mission to the imperial capital of our country, Delan!"

As a show of sincerity and basic etiquette, Lin Mo took off his tactical helmet, allowing the other party to see his appearance clearly, and at the same time handed over the document that had been verified by Siris, the commander of the Sri Lankan Knights.

This is standard diplomatic procedure, proving your identity to the other party.

"Isn't this guy a dragon knight? When did he become a royal guard again?"

A dragon knight with a gold-type dragon mount partner appeared in front of them driving a fire-type dragon and claimed to be a royal guard. Hearing the other party's self-introduction and the documents handed over, Romorigo, Dillon and other official members of the mission There was a mess, when did the Muslims stop torturing the enemy's body and instead torture the enemy's spirit?

The name and identity of every member of the Royal Dragoon Legion of the Islamic Empire is not a secret to the surrounding countries, and every diplomat in the mission can recite this information back and forth.

If the palace guards of the Islamic royal family already had a giant dragon in their hands, what else would they fight?The Tesi and the Portlanders simply surrendered.

"Master Mo Lin, we meet again! By the way, let me introduce you first. The person next to me is the leader of this mission, Mr. Dillon, the diplomat."

Even though he was once a prisoner of the other party, Romorig still had a great affection for the dragon knight.

Sure enough, it was the royal guard. The guard handed over the documents. Dillon took a look and confirmed the identity of the "Dragon Knight". There is no need for the Silan to joke about this kind of thing.

"Hello Lord Romorig! Lord Dillon!"

Lin Mo also saw the prisoner he had captured with his own hands, but he didn't expect to see him again.

The other party is no longer the captain of the legion, but a member of the mission, representing the Republic of Portland to the Islamic Empire.

"Aren't you a dragon knight, why did you become a royal guard again?"

Romorig could not accept the transition from a dragon knight to a royal guard. Although they also served the royal family, the identities of both parties were like one in the sky and the other in the ground.

In fact, this question is also what Dillon, the leader of the mission next to him, wanted to ask.

"I only got the news after I returned to the imperial capital. Sky Dragon City took my dragon and didn't plan to return it to me. Well, that's the truth!"

Lin Mo spread his hands helplessly, and said, "Without the giant dragon, I can no longer be regarded as a dragon knight, so I have to change my career to become a royal guard. I am now a third-class guard. Thank you, Your Majesty, I still have a bite to eat."

The news that the gold dragon gold coin was brought back by Sky Dragon City and the knight partner contract was canceled was not told by the royal family to Lin Mo first, but the gold coin told him through the satellite.

However, Lin Mo didn't feel any frustration because of this. As Casio's father said, young people still have the capital to make a comeback.

In fact, even everyone including the royal family didn't know that this young man who had gone from being a dragon knight to a third-class bodyguard had secretly left more than one hole card in his hands.

"You're really joking, but it's not necessarily a bad thing!"

Neither the expression nor the tone of Romorig's expression meant any ridicule, but was serious.

For a certain dragon knight, losing a ferocious and tyrannical gold-type dragon seems to be something to be thankful for.

You must know that the terrifying mount partner will not only kill the enemy, but may also kill his own knight at some point.

Sky Dragon City solved a big problem for this hapless dragon knight. Although the status of dragon knight is honorable, he must have his life to enjoy this honor first.

"You are right!"

As long as Lin Mo is willing, he can contact the foodie anytime, anywhere. The current relationship between one person and one dragon is enough to make everyone drop their jaws.

"Hmph! Why did the guards, such as Xiao Xiaosan, not salute when they saw our embassy? It's really a big air!"

Suddenly, there was a sneer of disdain.

Ramolige was taken aback, smiled awkwardly, shrugged at Lin Mo wordlessly, his attitude was self-evident, that guy was talking to himself, not everyone's opinion.

Not everyone in the mission is smart, and naturally there are also self-righteous snobs. I used to think that Lin Mo was a dragon knight, and I was terrified, but when I heard that the other party had been reduced to a third-class royal guard, I immediately Immediately trembling again.

The third-class bodyguard of the Islamic royal family is equivalent to the sixth-class foreign minister, but in this Portland mission, the position of any diplomat is equivalent to the sixth-class official of the Islamic Empire.

Although the two sides belong to two countries, the third-class guard has never looked at most members of the mission until now. This ignoring attitude has deeply hurt some people who are too self-respecting and bully. Heart.

"Who is it? Hidden and shrunken, come out!"

Lin Mo looked coldly at the nearby Portland diplomats.

"Hmph! It's me, Portland Consul, Parker!"

Under the protection of more than a hundred missionary guards, a potbellied Portland diplomat walked out confidently.

Right now is his opportunity to make a name for himself, how could he miss it.

"I'm so sorry! Master Dillon!"

However, in Lin Mo's case, that confident attitude was no different from being generous, and he stretched his hand towards his waist.

"Master Molin, you can do whatever you want!"

With a noncommittal and indifferent attitude, Dillon allowed Lin Mo to pull and load the Type 92 combat pistol calmly.

Being able to lead the mission, he is naturally a smart person. Although he doesn't know what the strange construction device in the other party's hand is, he subconsciously tells himself that bad things will definitely happen next.

He's just a team leader, not that idiot's father!

Someone is going to be unlucky!

"Ugh! ~Damn it!"

Romorigo looked away in a horrible way.

Boom! ~

With a loud bang, the chunky Portland diplomat Parker's head was like a burst watermelon, leaving only the front half of his face, and the back of his head completely disappeared.

The fat body swayed and fell to the ground.

The pungent mixture of blood and brain matter sprayed out in all directions, and shattered skulls and hair flew out, leaving the ground in a mess.

At such a short distance, the skull completely bears the huge kinetic energy contained in the bullet, and the destructive power is completely released in an instant.

The surrounding Portlanders had never seen such a tragic scene, and they screamed hysterically.

Many people couldn't stand the stimulation, and were so nauseated that they vomited on the spot. Even the guards inevitably joined the ranks of the vomiters, making the smell of the scene even worse.

Can not bear to look!

Dillon and Romorig turned their heads, and the muscles on their faces twitched involuntarily. They were very glad that they did not prevent each other from committing violence. It seemed that they were right to be careful.

The alchemy weapon in that Islamic man's hand is based on some kind of attack effect, but its power is so fierce and domineering.

The speed of the attack was so fast that the naked eye couldn't catch it. Except for a loud bang and a head burst, no one could clearly see what happened.

"He, he killed Parker!"

"Bold!~ How dare you commit murder on the spot!"

"Kill him quickly!~"

That Silan simply regarded human life as a straw, and he killed the members of the mission at will, which is tolerable, but unbearable. The Portlander was very angry at the death of his companion in front of his eyes.

Some guards even pulled out their weapons and surrounded them with unkind faces, even if they didn't kill the opponent, they still had to give the opponent some color.

Boom! ~

Another shot.

As a mission guard fell helplessly, the scene became silent again just like the previous headshot death.

Well, that guy really took human life as a straw. After killing two people in a row, his face didn't change in any way, as if he slaughtered a few chickens and dogs casually, without paying any attention to it.

"Who else wants me to salute?"