Fairy’s Box

Celtic, temporary camp.

Yalei was training the rock monster to raise his shield to charge, and suddenly turned his eyes to the west side, where the three Vas brothers were crying and snot, stepping on the billowing smoke and flying towards the camp.

"Bruno, I'll leave it to you first, I'll go see what's wrong with those three idiots Vam."

He commanded the silver-haired boy, and his figure blurred for a while. After the afterimage faded and disappeared, the black-haired knight had appeared in front of the warm people.

"Lord Governor! We're going to take leave!"

"The birds from the Emerald Valley told us that my grandfather used his abilities beyond the limits of his body in order to scare away the highland spy."

"Not anymore!"

After the three wams smelled his scent, you immediately said a word to me, crying and saying the general situation.

"I understand your feelings very well..." Yale thought about it and felt that it would be inhumane not to approve fakes, but he was afraid that they would never return, so he said in a compromise:

"In this way, I haven't had a chance to say thank you to your grandfather. I'll accompany you back, and let me meet him and say thank you."

"That's fine. I want to bring some meat back to feed my grandfather." Wa nodded.

"The Governor is indeed a partner of justice." Wa Er exclaimed excitedly.

"I'm going back to Glamorgan to get the money I recently saved, and give my grandfather a touch and a sniff." Wa San's filial piety made the black-haired knight wonder whether to laugh or cry.

Accompanying the three Wammers back to Glamorgan, he first scavenged the fresh meat from the market for Wammers, wrapped them in a large canvas like a hill, and tied them to its back.

Then he helped Wasan take out the gold coins it had buried in the ground, filled three carts, and connected the carts to its tail with an iron cable.

After doing all this, the three Vas brothers and Yale left their warm and luxurious lair together, and went straight towards the direction of the Emerald Valley.

...

Vam climbed to the top of the valley with the black-haired knight, and lifted a piece of hay with his tail. Immediately, there was a dull airflow surging below, and a dark hole was revealed at the same time.

"This is where my grandfather lives." Wa Yi said with an introduction.

"It's clean in here."

The black-haired knight observed the environment of the cave. Except for the chiseled marks at the beginning, the cave was like a natural formation. The uneven stone walls were illuminated by the sun, scattered with large and small irregular shadows.

"Grandpa, we are back!"

The three Vamzi roared, then twisted their tails and rushed into the cave. Yale followed them unhurriedly. In the depth of the cave, he could feel a huge aura that was transforming. .

Far more than the three Vam brothers, if this is just a state of weakness, then the strength of the old Vam in his heyday may have been close to the real dragon.

The inside of the cave was silent. The closer you got to the interior, the larger the space of the cave, and the front stretched all the way into the dark depths.

After following the three Vas brothers out for a few minutes, the temperature in the cave gradually increased, and a bellows-like heavy breathing sound became clearer and clearer from far to near.

An unexpected expression appeared on the black-haired knight's face. It turned out that before entering the cave, the sound of turbulent air he heard was actually the sound of Old Vam's breathing.

As the huge but debilitating aura continued to approach, at the end of the road ahead, right in front of the cave wall, a behemoth finally appeared in front of Yalei.

A giant Vam lying on his stomach, to be precise, it should be a Vam close to a giant dragon.

Its body is ten times larger than that of Wa, with full scales and claws, and a row of sharp bone spurs on its back. Except for the lack of a pair of huge wings, this Wamu is completely in the shape of a dragon.

The ears of the dragon head are two sharp blades that seem to be barbs, the eyes are half-closed, the entire huge head is completely attached to the ground, and the whole body is faintly exuding a smell of decay.

"Grandpa! I brought you a lot of meat, eat some of it."

"Grandpa! The Governor is a good man and a messenger of justice!"

"Grandpa! I saved a lot of gold coins and brought them back here to show you."

The three Vams hurriedly got to Grandfather's side, shoved the things they brought over with their tails, and placed them beside the profile of the old Vam, and they all choked up again.

"Wa Yi, Wa Er, Wa San, are you back?"

Old Vam struggled to open his eyes, the silver fire in the vertical pupil was dying, staring at his three grandchildren, habitually sniffing their scent, and suddenly let out a weak laughter:

"It seems that I am too old to notice the arrival of the distinguished guests... um... This huge vitality, you should be your Excellency the Governor of Celtic."

"Yes, you and you can call me Yale." The black-haired knight walked to the front of the dragon's head, looked at the dragon's eye from the bottom up, and introduced himself friendly.

Old Wamm chuckled lightly, and a gust of wind blew up in the hole immediately, and it said slowly, unhurriedly:

"I'm sorry... my race has been lost for many years, and all Wamu have no habit of taking names... You can call me... Lao Wa."

"Forgive me, Lao Wa, the breath of approaching natural death is different from approaching accidental death. I can feel... Your current condition is not aging, but injury."

Yale looked directly at the dragon's eye and said calmly.

"You are right, in order to deal with the sudden attack of the highland lackeys, I used the ability beyond the limit, which severely exhausted my energy." Old Vam replied in a low voice, moving his paws slightly.

"Maybe you need a doctor. This kind of injury is not fatal to us humans, let alone the descendant of the dragon with much stronger vitality." The black-haired knight said hesitantly.

"Yes, I just need to replenish my energy... But unfortunately, your human medicines don't work for me." Old Vam rolled his eyes and replied with difficulty:

"Thank you for your kindness."

"I really want to heal your body, because your existence is of great significance to Celtic and the entire Monster Alliance."

The black-haired knight looked at its tarnished scales and said seriously: "If there is some kind of medicine for your memory to heal, please tell me."

"I need dragon blood...a lot of dragon blood...but..." Before Lao Huam finished speaking, he closed his mouth with difficulty.

"But the living dragon of Antrazu no longer exists... Is that what you mean?"

A smile gradually appeared on Yale's face. After a pause, he said calmly, "Dragon blood... If I just need dragon blood... I might have a way to get it."

"This is impossible!"

Old Vam widened his eyes in surprise, stared at the black-haired knight, and said slowly: "Also, even if what you said is true, I would not want to sacrifice a giant dragon in exchange for my life."