The ancient dragon of Arknights

In the past few years, Neltharion and she have stood on a united front. The two sides formed an alliance from the beginning because of the attack by the Duke's spies, and then began to use each other for self-protection.

It is said that they are using... but they have never hindered each other. They are more like close friends - the identities of both parties are obviously more sensitive than the other. The spy and the "resurrected" Drake get along with each other in unexpected harmony. .

In this way, the two parties slowly entered each other's lives, leaving an indelible shadow.

Nesario has great dependence and trust on the "omnipotent" spy lady; and Losili also finds a sense of security from Nesario. Even if she is in danger, Nesario will protect her intact. .

Now, Neltharion and Losili provide relief to each other - because of her role in spying on Nessario, Losili is also considered a celebrity in the military. The performance was very satisfactory; and Nessario was also very grateful to Rosili for all the cover and concealment she had done for him.

As for stabbing at this last moment?Neltharion believed in his own judgment, Rosili would not do such a thing.

Losili did not stab her, because she was going to use a honey trap.

She also knew that Nessario's identity was too sensitive, but Victoria had so many great dukes and so many intertwined forces - among them, the Iron Duke, who was born in Tara, was most likely a supporter of Drac.

Losili read a lot of information and allusions in her free time, and finally learned part of the historical truth.

Drac was also divided into two factions in history - the Atrias line and the Gael line. The former occupied the entire Victoria, while the latter established the Kingdom of Tara.

But how could a greedy king allow his own people to build other gates in front of his own house?

Therefore, Atrias used many methods, including coercion, persuasion, and war. In the end, Tara, whose national power was inferior to Victoria, succumbed - and Drac, who was of the Gaelic lineage, was gradually assimilated and disappeared.

What followed was familiar history. Drac was seriously injured due to internal fighting, and Aslan took advantage of him and was forced to divide half of the crown. At the same time, the people of Tara, who were not welcomed by both sides, have now even become the so-called "Second-class citizens", that is, untouchables.

It is not easy for the Iron Duke to ascend to the pinnacle of power in Victoria from such a birth. Now--Losili hopes to cling to him and provide shelter for Neltharion, although it is not clear which lineage of Drak Neltharion is. , but the Iron Duke probably wouldn't give up such benefits.

If this idea were known to Neltharion himself, he would probably slap Rosili's butt red - what a bad idea! ?

Putting aside those issues left over from history, how could a great duke really trust him just because of his so-called "bloodline".

When he joins the Iron Duke, there are only two outcomes in the end - being traded to other dukes in exchange for benefits; or being used as a mascot doll.

If Neltharion can endure this humiliation, then he might as well kill himself!The dragons inside him will howl!

Therefore, Losili drove Rita to make an attempt to keep Neltharion with the bond called love.

Then... not only Rita, but even she...

"Rita? Can I come in?"

Losili knocked on Rita's door and then waited quietly.

After a while, footsteps gradually approached, and with the sound of the door lock turning, the closed door was also opened.

Rita, with reddish eyes and tearful eyes, appeared in front of Losili - she had not yet changed out of her clothes, and her pure white skirt made her look so pitiful at the moment. Any man would see such a situation. They all will hesitate! ?

'Neltharion...you are so...'

"Losili...he rejected me."

"I know...that's really the choice he would make."

Losili opened her arms and held Rita in her arms, hoping that her friend's embrace would make Rita feel better. Losili didn't want things to get worse.

"Losili...when did you meet Neltharion? Why did you hide it from me?"

Rita asked this question after a brief silence - when Rosili brought her the news that Neltharion was leaving, she was too confused to notice this detail.

Looking back now - Rosili knew Neltharion far better than she did; the two of them had a close personal relationship.

"Earlier than you all - before school started, before you and him got to know each other earlier."

At this point, there is no point in hiding it anymore. Rita wants to investigate in the future, and the authority of the Stormtroopers will allow her to find many truths.

"Then why did you..."

Rita had so many questions to ask, why did Losilie and Neltharion keep acting?Why have you been hiding this from her?Why... now she chooses to retreat.

"This is a bit complicated... Let me think about where to start..."

"I want him to tell me himself."

Rita's tenacity is reflected in times like this - after suffering a major blow, she can quickly recover and then fight back with a stronger attitude.

Her mentor once commented: "It feels like even the storm cannot knock her down."

Now, she at least wanted to understand why Neltharion made such a choice - she didn't want the most important memories of her youth to be hidden in the fog.

Chapter 154: Being poked

"Hey! Rita, where are you going?"

"Go find Neltharion."

Having regained her confidence, Rita no longer hesitates, and her previous weak posture has also disappeared. Now she has only one goal in her eyes, and that is to hear Neltharion tell her the reason himself.

"Sigh... Stalking is not very popular. Forget it... It has come to this."

Losili felt helpless. She could no longer predict what Rita would do next. She hoped that both of them would be decent in the end.

Losili returned to her room and began to search for information. After a while, she found the list of "Boys' Dormitory" from a pile of information.

After Lian flipped through a few pages to confirm that the information was correct, Rosili edited the text message and sent it to Rita. She rushed out like a truck, but she didn't even have a direction.

......

Nessario returned to the dormitory with a dozen beers - he usually doesn't drink much, firstly because he doesn't like the taste; secondly because once alcohol numbs oneself, the ability to deal with danger will be reduced, maybe Others will take advantage of you.

On a dangerous day like today, he should concentrate on preventing possible attacks - but the suffocation in his heart would be very uncomfortable if he didn't let it out, so Nessario could only imitate other people's methods of drinking to drown their sorrows. .

"Fischer?"

I knocked on my roommate's door, but what I got was an extremely quiet and empty room.

Unlocking the communicator, as expected, Fischer sent him a message - "If you have something important to do, ask for leave for me."

"How strange..."

Fischer's character is very cautious and he does things in an orderly manner. Except for special periods, he usually stays in school and is a good student.Even if I don't go home at night, I will ask for leave in advance.

So Nesario has almost never asked for leave for Fischer - today is the first time he asked Nesario for leave.

It seemed that there was something urgent and unexpected, so that Fischer was not sure about it at all.

Hope it's not any trouble.

After returning to his room, Neltharion began to lick his wounds alone. After tomorrow, he would start his escape. This was his last free time.

dong dong!

Just as Nessario was emo, his window glass suddenly rang - what was going on! ?

If it was an enemy attack...he wouldn't knock on the door so politely.

He walked over and opened the curtains - outside the transparent window was a blond girl wearing a white dress and covered with bright moonlight.

Rita easily broke through the floor restrictions with a rope and climbed from underneath the dormitory to Neltharion's window.

"Rita!? What are you..."

Neltharion was a little confused. He and Rita should have made it clear, right?Why did she come to visit her again?

Although Neltharion was a little confused now because of the surprise, he still opened the window, at least he couldn't let Rita hang anymore.

"Neltharion, how many things are you hiding from me?"

Rita didn't cry or fuss. She seemed to be transparent. She looked into Neltharion's eyes with a calm and stable expression. Her sharp eyes didn't allow Neltharion to look away.

"I... don't want to get you involved."

"Then why can Roxili do it? She knows everything about you, but I know nothing. She even told me the news that you were leaving."

very good!Losili, you'd better hide, otherwise...

"Tell me everything about you."

Although Rita didn't attack directly, Neltharion always felt like she wanted to lift him up and torture him.

"Well...I can't guarantee what it will be like in the future."

Neltharion immediately began to take off his shirt. Rita was a little confused at first, until she saw Neltharion's chest - the hot flames seemed to penetrate his chest.

Rita had known about this change for a long time. As one of the people closest to Neltharion, this remarkable change naturally could not escape her eyes.

At that time, she asked Neltharion what was going on... The explanation given by Neltharion was one of racial characteristics.

"Rita, do you know what my race is?"

"Waifan...heh, no."

Rita knew of Draco's existence - but only knew, but she had never seen the real Draco.

"It's Draco...Although he is a bastard living in Colombia, he is also qualified to compete for the throne."

"..."

Although Rita does not plan to enter the political arena, as the daughter of a noble family, she also has the most basic political vision - how much bloodshed can Drake's identity bring?She had several answers to this question.

"So...someone is going to deal with you?"

"More than one, more than a group, it may be a huge network, or it may be an army."

Neltharion found that he felt much more relaxed after he said it. He looked directly at Rita, as if the two of them were meeting for the first time today.

"Rita, if I didn't have this identity, I would definitely stay in Victoria; I would try my best to win flowers, applause, and reputation. Finally, I would stand upright in front of Scamanderos and propose an engagement to you. ..Instead of being in such a mess like now.”

Only then did Rita see the beer placed on the table... Neltharion was actually drinking to drown his sorrows?

After Rita learned about this, she did not feel any resistance to this method. Instead, she felt... gratified?At least this shows one thing, she is not something that Neltharion can give up so easily.

"Beer...can't waste it. Let's talk while drinking...just like a party."

Rita sat next to Nessario and took a bottle of beer for herself. She was also resistant to alcohol, but she would still drink a little at parties; besides, Rita was drinking. She is surprisingly talented at this matter, and her rate of metabolizing alcohol is even as fast as Neltharion's.

"The matter between Rosili and me is actually related to you..."

Nessario began to slowly talk about the past few years, from his meeting with Rosili, to later Glasgow, the secret agent attack, Aledee Cumberland, and even the existence of Vina. Say it.

If the military had left surveillance in Neltharion's room, they would have had a lot of fun; it was a pity that Fischer was very capable as a spy, and he would not allow anyone who did not belong to him to exist on the side of the bed. Bug.

Rita finally broke out of her narrow perspective, and she finally understood Neltharion completely - he was able to persist in Victoria for so long and never let the fire burn her.

"Over the years, I have imagined more than once that if I really succumbed to a certain Duke, could I have a small freedom of my own and the qualification to live in Victoria. But...the reality is that the military Keep prodding me, over and over again, no end. Rita...forgive me for being such a coward."

Neltharion sighed, seeming to lament his misfortune.

Rita felt her heart aching, and she finally understood Neltharion - in a sense, they were the same kind of people.

Scamander was hostile and smeared by Victoria's upper class because of Aslan; Rita left the embrace of her family and walked outside, except for the occasional respect she received, and more of the white eyes from superficial people.

And Nessario was even more difficult than she was - in Colombia, he was a young man with a happy family and outstanding talents, and he had a bright future; but in Victoria, he was inexplicably burdened with everything that the fallen royal family had to offer.

The pressure failed to knock them down, but forced them to constantly break through themselves.

"Neltharion...you said before that if you were an ordinary person, you would try your best to climb up and then propose an engagement to Scamandros openly, right?"

Rita laughed out loud when she talked about this. She had not had much interest in engagements since she was a child - many aristocratic ladies would enter the social world when they were about to reach adulthood, and began to travel through banquets and make friends in batches. "Friends" while looking for your significant other.

That may not be the best, but it is definitely the most "matched"; that's what political marriage is.

Wealthy businessmen, military officers, nobles - couples in upper class society are composed of these types of people.

Fortunately, the Rita family did not value this aspect, because no family would dare to marry the notorious Scamandros, and she gained the freedom of love that many noble ladies did not have.But how could those young men fall in her eyes?

At least, in the past, Rita planned to devote her life to military honor.

But now...she also wants to dream.In the dream, the Scamandros family was an outstanding family with good reviews; she was a eldest lady hiding in her boudoir; and her fiancé was the man in front of her who fascinated her.

"If you are just an ordinary person, even if you are not recognized by the family in the end; I will jump off the attic and run away with my skirt in the middle of the night, and then go to Colombia with you."

On the one hand, he said that he would try his best to pursue the daughter of a great nobleman, and on the other hand, he said that he would never leave her even if she chose to elope. This can be regarded as a two-way pursuit.

'It's a pity that it's just a beautiful fantasy. '

Neltharion shook his head slightly, threw this sweet fantasy out of his mind, and decided to say goodbye to Rita.

"Neltharion, although I have always followed the teachings of my family, in fact... I am probably a very rebellious young lady."

"Did you know? In fact, Victoria's aristocrats don't behave very well. Many aristocratic ladies were not virgins when they got married...So, I decided to rebel this time."

After saying that, the blond figure rushed into Neltharion's arms instantly. Before he could say anything, his lips were covered with softness.

At this moment, Neltharion had only one thought in his mind—fake wine harms people!