You and me under the world tree

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In the end, under this kind of shame, the kind of gratitude and joy that still existed in Studus' heart completely dissipated.

Instead, what stayed deep in his heart was a deep sense of remorse.

So why did you have to fight that fire dragon?

After all, the dragon born from the curse in his heart is not the same as the one he killed.

Although he didn't know the origin of the fire dragon that caused disasters in his kingdom, the fire-breathing evil dragon in the back of his mind was actually a form given by himself.

Maybe it was because he had been bathed in the blood of the fire dragon, or maybe it was because he subconsciously regarded the fire dragon as the starting point of his journey as a warrior.

But no matter what, the cursed fire dragon came from himself.

He fought a completely unnecessary battle and left behind such a dark history.

Thinking of this, he became more and more embarrassed.

And under the wicked eyes of the witch, he finally lowered his head.

Too much!

Really too much!

At this moment, he suddenly wanted to find a hole and bury himself in it.

But it's a pity that now he is not only unable to do that, but also distraught.

Those thoughts that had been organized with great difficulty were immediately washed away by the roaring beast bel canto.

"Okay, don't make trouble."

Seeing Studus bowing his head in silence, Hodder finally spoke.

Here, he is qualified to stop that guy from continuing to mess around.

"Eh……"

"obedient."

"Oh."

Seeing that there was no room for further discussion on this matter, Hela finally just pouted.

She was dissatisfied, but she didn't continue to dawdle, but quickly put away the crystal ball.

In the end, the head-swelling roar of the beast disappeared, and the whole room returned to its original silence.

"call……"

Vaguely, not only Studus sighed, but even Hiltebrand seemed to be relieved.

However, after all, they still didn't understand the witch in their eyes.

The woman who bears Brunhilde's identity and name is not so easy to deal with.

The bad taste in her heart is stronger than most people imagine.

"This is for you."

Caught off guard, Studus saw the woman in front of him stuff the crystal ball in her hand.

And this can't help but make him full of question marks.

"Varied……"

"In the future, if you have nothing to do, you can let it go and have a look."

So who is okay to watch this kind of stuff!

After hearing what the witch said, Studus couldn't help but have a strong desire to complain.

But he hadn't expressed the messy thoughts in his heart, and he heard other words.

"In addition, you can also set this thing as an alarm clock for getting up early, which should be more effective than cock crowing."

After hearing Hila's undisguised voice, Hodder couldn't help turning his head away.

At this moment, Hiltebrand also showed a hesitant expression.

But in the end, he still didn't say anything, and he turned his head away.

At this moment, the eyes of the two sides met.

The sage and the weapon master looked at each other, and then sighed at the same time.

Brunhilde's bad taste is really unimaginable, and it's not easy to intervene in this kind of thing, so it can only be seen by Studus himself.

So in the end, Studus still put away the gift given by the witch.

Of course, he would definitely not show the crystal ball storing his dark history to others in public.

Even, he was still thinking in his heart, whether he should find a chance to smash or throw this thing away.

But no matter what, this will not be the case now.

With that kind of inexplicable and complicated thought, Studus stretched out his hand and began to pack the crystal ball, which looked as if he was going to seal it layer by layer.

After seeing this scene, the corners of Hodder's mouth twitched even more.

In fact, he is still considering whether to remind Studas that this kind of package is very useful.

Because the crystal ball itself is just a magic device, and its function is to record.

The images it records will be displayed through projection, and these layers of cloth and wrapping can't stop it at all.

The best way is to find a box.

But before he could speak, the dragon blood warrior suddenly spoke:

"Your Majesty the Sage!"

"Ok?"

After completely packing and 'sealing' the crystal ball, Studus, who was relieved, turned around directly.

After the inexplicable disturbance caused by Hela's bad taste, a smile appeared on his face again.

And this kind of smile is called excitement.

After all, as far as the result is concerned, he has controlled his power.

Even now, he could still continuously feel the heat emanating from the armband clasped around his arm.

But at this moment, the dragon tooth armband on his exposed arm was emitting a stream of heat.

And the originally pure white dragon teeth seemed to be turning red.

"In the future, I suggest you learn to wear a leather coat and hide the armbands."

"I will."

Listening to the sage's advice, Studus nodded.

At this moment, he also stretched out his hand and gently stroked his armband.

But soon, he set his sights on the sage.

"I want to learn..."

"The control and use of curses? I will teach you this."

Knowing what Studus wanted to say, Hodder spoke calmly.

"Just stay with me during this time, there are some things you have to learn from scratch."

Studus is resident in Skywrath.

This was decided from the beginning.

But on the surface, he is nothing more than an envoy sent by the Goths to the Netherlands.

Combined with his previous behavior against the princess, he looks like he has been punished, and even deprived of the power he should have.

Everything went smoothly.

"On the contrary, Hiltebrand, you should go back. I think whether it is the Gothic or the Danish region, you need to take charge of the overall situation there."

In this way, the right to speak fell into the hands of the sage without knowing it.

And Studus suddenly became anxious.

"No, no, what I want to say is not this, what I want to say is, can I learn this first?"

"what?"

"this."

Studus scratched his cheek, looking a little embarrassed, and he pointed to the little guy bouncing on Hodder's shoulder.

"Gah!"

"This seems like a lot of fun."

Chapter 65: Naming

It is worth mentioning that Studus was very excited at the beginning, and seemed very interested in the power he had newly controlled.

But toward the end, when he made his demands, his voice trailed off.

Maybe it was because he himself knew that his request sounded so stupid that it was not even practical at all.

Obviously, now should be the time to learn to control the power, because only by truly controlling the power of the curse and controlling the dragon as one likes can the combat effectiveness be enhanced.

However, unconsciously, his eyes were attracted by the little dragon on the shoulder of the sage.

Naturally, in terms of appearance, this little dragon is definitely not good-looking.

Even, it looks a little stupid, a little ugly.

But the problem is, it's alive, and it's still a dragon.

It can fly!

So smart, so lively, although not good-looking, but fun!

Thinking of this, Studus' eyes brightened even more.

But after seeing the look in the eyes of Studus, Huode's heart skipped a beat.

He wasn't worried that Studus would stew the little guy on his shoulder on a whim.

He understood exactly what Studas wanted.

It's nothing more than wanting a 'little partner'.

This little friend may not speak bravely, but he must be lively and go around.

In theory, although it is not impossible to have a dog.

However, for a person like Studus who often travels and adventures, ordinary hounds must not be able to keep up with his movements, but will be dragged down instead.

And other small animals are even worse, maybe they will expose his whereabouts.

In this case, a partner like the little dragon whom he named Ned Hogg simply didn't fit his identity too well.

Although it may be concerned about the source, Studus will definitely not show it off.

But it is also a fun thing to take out to play when you have nothing to do.

Thinking of this, Huo De stretched out his finger and flicked the little evil dragon lightly.

"Gah!"

Accompanied by the sound of dissatisfaction, the little guy the size of a palm was just thrown out by him.

It fell from its shoulders and looked like it was going to hit the ground.

But soon, it flapped its little wings and began to fly.

"Gah!"

It roared, as if trying to show its fearfulness.

But it's really too small, so it's useless at all.