You and me under the world tree

Once the daughter sees her favorite food being taken away, the old father will still give up her favorite food even though he seems to be outrageous on the surface.

But the problem is, the two people here are not of that kind!

Moreover, the girl who looks young and beautiful should be the oldest one here in terms of age!

All of a sudden, Hiltebrand's supposedly stable heart once again set off a turbulent wave that only young people can experience.

He has lived for most of his life, but he has never seen such a scene.

Moreover, even after living here for more than two months, he still hasn't fully gotten used to this kind of scene.

After all, he felt weird when he thought about their real identities and their ages.

Perhaps, the incomparably calm and powerful Brunnhildr in the legend might have really froze his brain during the nearly hundred years of sleep.

Thinking of this, the corners of Hiltebrand's mouth couldn't help but twitch.

Or to put it another way, maybe this is the daily life of a wizard, and he, as a warrior, obviously doesn't understand wizards.

With such thoughts in mind, Hiltebrand raised his head.

In his eyes, the dragon's teeth above the sky were still spinning, while the runes below were still flickering.

Why is there no next step?

Hiltebrand finally set his sights on his nephew.

At this moment, Studus seemed to be still distracted.

Although he stared at the hovering dragon teeth and runes above, there was no movement.

"Studus!"

Finally, Hiltebrand couldn't help raising his voice.

And under this call, the dragon blood warrior finally came back to his senses.

"what!"

"What did you just say?"

Because he realized his previous gaffe, he couldn't help but look a little embarrassed.

But Howard didn't care about anything.

"What style do you want?"

He repeated what he said before.

"What do you want to make it look like? I suggest that you better keep it secret, and don't even let people find out, such as rings."

"It may be a bit difficult to make this thing into a ring."

he asked tentatively.

But he obviously underestimated Hodder's level.

"It's all about grinding and reshaping."

"Uh...forget it, I'm not really suitable for wearing a ring."

After thinking about it carefully, Studus still shook his head.

Maybe the ring is really good for concealment, and it won't attract much attention when worn on the hand.

But Studus didn't like the feel of the ring.

Because he likes to hold the sword, he likes the feel of the palm completely fitting the hilt.

"Can it be made into an armband?"

After thinking for a moment, he shook his head.

"No problem, it's better to say that armbands are simpler in terms of craftsmanship."

Accompanied by such words, Hodder snapped his fingers.

Immediately afterwards, a book in the distance spread out, and a page of paper flew out.

"what is that?"

"It's something I made in my free time. You can regard it as a process."

In the end, the scattered book pages ignited spontaneously, and then turned into ashes, while the runes inscribed on it quickly flew towards the dragon tooth.

A rune array with magnificent patterns was formed right below it, and after the dragon teeth passed the rune array, they quickly formed a string of arm rings.

"Is that all?"

"It's that simple."

Under Studus' dull gaze, the rune was finally imprinted on the dragon tooth armband, shining with a strange brilliance.

"It's still the last step."

"What last step?"

For a moment, Studus didn't react.

But soon, the armband was clasped on his arm.

It was a little hot, and while it was boiling hot, he only felt that his consciousness was falling rapidly.

"Wait for me!"

In the end, the flames in front of my eyes rushed to my face!

Chapter 59: It Came From Him

Hot, scalding.

In fact, it has been a long time since Studus has felt the real 'burning pain'.

Since he bathed in the blood of the fire dragon, his high temperature tolerance has become much stronger.

That's not to say he couldn't feel the scalding heat.

He can feel heat, and this touch has not changed from before.

It is implied that the high temperature will not change his sense of touch to pain, because pure flame and high temperature cannot burn his skin and body.

This is also the reason why he was able to walk in the sea of ​​flames, and when the sword warrior Wittig was extremely embarrassed, he was still able to do a job with ease.

He even thought that he would never feel that burning pain again.

It's as if in the fight with the fire dragon, all the scorching pain that I will experience in my life is over.

But now, he felt that pain again.

After being forcibly buckled on the completed Dragon Tooth Armband, he felt his arm was hot.

And taking the dragon tooth armband as the origin, a stream of heat quickly rushed up his body.

It was like being burned all over.

Even at the end, his vision blurred.

The supposedly clear field of vision was gradually filled with flames, and this scene even made him feel terrified.

"It's burning?"

He really wanted to utter these words.

But in the end, his voice became extremely hoarse, like the roar of a monster.

After seeing this scene, Hiltebrand couldn't help but feel a little restless.

"Your Majesty the Sage!"

He raised his voice.

But before he could continue to speak, he saw the sage raised his finger.

"Be quiet."

If his fingers hadn't been stained with oil, this calm attitude might have deepened the impression of inscrutable mystery.

But, after spending some time with the sage and his fellow witch, he felt weird now anyway.

Fortunately, he retained his basic trust in the sage after all, so he didn't continue to say anything.

However, just when he felt a little relieved.

'thump'

With a muffled sound, Studus just knelt on the ground.

His breathing gradually became heavy and could even be heard clearly.

Moreover, anyone can see that he is in pain now.

But the young warrior seemed to still maintain his sanity at this moment.

He knew that he had knelt down, and he was extremely embarrassed.

So, he raised his head as much as possible.

For a fighter like him, self-esteem is burned in his bones, and he does not allow himself to become more embarrassed.

However, the reality cannot be controlled by him after all.

"Cough cough cough cough."

He coughed desperately.

With every breath, there seemed to be sparks swirling in his nose and mouth.

And when he raised his head, anyone could see that the scales on his neck were gradually expanding, and under the black scales, there were red lines surging.

That's the trail of flames.

Everyone believed that if it wasn't for Studus himself still relying on that reason to keep his mouth shut, he should be breathing flames now.

"Hopefully he won't be tempted to set this house on fire."

Staring at the painful appearance of Studus, Hela said.

Her words sounded a little heartless, which made Hiltebrand feel a little uncomfortable.

However, at this moment, he just frowned tightly, and did not expand the conflict further.

But it's clear Hodder isn't a villain.

In the face of some things that he can't see, he will also give 'sanctions'.

"What did you say?"

"what!"

Caught off guard, Hela only felt a pain in her forehead.

The lacrimal glands seemed to be a little overwhelmed, and tears quickly formed in her eye sockets.

"What are you doing!"

"I just want you to understand that there are some things that you can't talk nonsense."

"No! Your fingers are still oily, so dirty!"

Although there was a sudden surprise over there, Hiltebrand couldn't care less about it at the moment.

He just stared at Studus, watching him gradually lower his proud head.

"Cough cough..."

He could see clearly that Studus seemed to be in a predicament of lack of oxygen.

His face turned red, then purple.

will die!

After realizing this, Hiltebrand finally lost his composure.

"Your Majesty the Sage!"

"puff"