Do you believe me when I say I’m not a dragon?

"Do you think that black dragon is still alive?"

Silence - As soon as the words fell, everyone fell into a long silence, even the wisest scholars kept silent.After a long time, a scholar silently replied:

"...The black dragon swallowed the energy of the entire floating island. Logically speaking, there is no chance of survival, but..."

"I see, I understand... Then, let's make a summary." Seeing this, the middle-aged man lowered his eyes and replied with a sigh.

Chapter 121: Funeral

"With the fall of the third floating island, the order on it also collapsed."

"Status, equality, morality...the elements that match human civilization have all collapsed. On the floating island that fell, people snatched resources from each other, just like wild beasts; people in high positions spent their entire lives fighting for The right to come also collapsed in an instant...it was really a chaos."

On another floating island, Sean looked at the feedback from the recorder and shook his head helplessly. He then inserted the beautiful dragon tail meat in front of him and tasted it with enjoyment.

In front of him was a table of delicious food. Each dish was carefully prepared by the chef. It was food that many people on the floating island would never be able to eat in their lifetime.

Opposite Sean, sitting with his back to the door, was Kiryu with a sad expression.

The food was right in front of him, but he didn't move.

"What, it doesn't suit your taste?"

Seeing this, Sean asked with a smile.

But Kiryu just raised his eyes, glanced at him and showed a self-deprecating sneer:

"Are you trying to laugh at me?"

"No, you are a major contributor to our No. [-] floating island construction project."

"Do you believe what you said?"

"I don't believe it." Sean replied calmly, and then changed the topic: "But, it is indeed a fact."

"......What's the meaning?"

Hearing this, Kiryu frowned.

Sean said calmly: "The fall of Floating Island No. [-] made the senior officials of the remaining floating islands feel a sense of crisis. They urgently need a safer place to protect them. Therefore, with their support, our work has greatly improved." progress."

Go ahead, he glanced at the stern-faced Kiryu again and said: "That being said, it's not all good things. But because they are pressing too hard, we can only reduce the completion of the work and reduce the number [-] to The area of ​​the floating island has been reduced to one-tenth of the expected size.”

"But in this case..." Hearing this, Kiryu seemed to have thought of something, and his face changed slightly.

"As you can imagine, the personnel who moved to the floating island must be streamlined. Under the requirements of those high-level officials, the status and position of the scheduled personnel continued to increase, almost treating it as their workplace."

Kiryu was silent for a long time, then raised his head, with a look of expectation in his eyes:

"In this case, wouldn't we mention the fall of those floating islands?"

"——Those of us who do things look at the results, but how to look at the results is also a kind of knowledge." Sean smiled contemptuously: "The most important thing is not to look at other people's gains and losses, but to look at ours."

He turned his gaze, looked at the dark circles under Kiryu's eyes, and smiled sarcastically: "You were born at the bottom of the building and climbed here with all your strength, but you still can't forget the life there?"

"Humph."

Kiryu snorted coldly, but did not look at Sean.

In fact, since the fall of the floating island, he has had constant nightmares. In the dream, there are always countless people with invisible faces questioning him, yelling, and beating him, and every time he wakes up on the verge of death.

"After all, you still care too much."

Sean snapped his fingers, and a waiter came to Kiryu and poured wine in front of his glass.

Kiryu picked up the wine glass, took a slight sniff, and then looked at Sean suspiciously.

Seeing the guard pouring the bottle of wine into Sean's glass again, Sean picked up the glass and gestured to him:

"I wish you a safe future."

Then, he drank all the wine in the glass.

Seeing this, Kiryu felt relieved and drank the wine in the glass.

Looking at Kiryu, Sean chuckled and suddenly said: "But, someone should take responsibility for the crash on the island."

"......what?"

Kiryu felt something bad, but the next moment, he felt a strong dizziness in front of his eyes, and everything he saw had shaking double images.

"Why......"

He stood up suddenly, but his body began to shake again, and he sat back down again, hitting his head on the table.

"There is no medicine in the wine, but I didn't say the wine glass was safe."

If Kiryu could examine the wine glass, he might be able to find the transparent liquid coating the inside of the wine glass, but there was no chance.

Looking at Kiryu slumped in front of the table, Sean once again asked the waiter on the side to fill his glass with wine and toasted to Kiryu.

......

"Roar--"

Slaughtering, biting, breathing, flicking its tail... Every movement of the black dragon was reproduced in the nightmare, and he could only hold the sword in his hand tightly and continuously dodge and move around, making thrilling attacks in between attacks. .

In the end, when he fell in a pool of blood in front of Heilong, Heilong grinned and said: "I'm waiting for your performance on the next stage. I hope you won't disappoint me next time."

"..."

"what--"

Chiyo opened her eyes suddenly and sat up from the bed.Her pupils lost focus as she looked ahead, then lowered her head and breathed heavily.

"I am..." The dry air, the heavy body that does not feel like my own, is surrounded by a dim cave entrance. The layout inside the cave entrance is extremely simple, with only a bed on the ground, and That familiar sword, "...am I still alive?"

"——It seems that you have achieved your goal."

Just when she was confused, a calm and late voice suddenly sounded from the side. Chiyo turned her head, and the ancient person she had met once was standing at the entrance of the cave.

"...Is it you?" Chiyo was stunned, and then he gritted his teeth and tried to stand up, but he still couldn't muster the strength. He could only grit his teeth and squeeze out a voice: "Then I really thank you. Now, is this what you said about getting rid of the nightmare from the black dragon!"

"I don't know what you have been through during this period. I just interpreted the connection between you and the black dragon from its scales." The ancient man said calmly, facing Chiyo's anger as if he was just looking at a young child. Cry when you are wronged.

He walked towards Chiyo and placed the bowl that was enough for him as a basin in front of Chiyo: "——As for our meeting again, it was just a coincidence. Three months ago, I was digging for traces of the black dragon. I found you covered in scale powder, that’s all.”

Chiyo ignored his words. She knew her own body best. She picked up the bowl and chopsticks and ate the soft meat porridge cooked in it. She needed to replenish energy after sleeping for a long time.

After a long while, Chiyo put down the bowl and chopsticks and took a long breath. After a moment of silence, he said in a low voice: "Anyway, thank you very much."

She reluctantly stood up and carried the sword behind her back. In the process, she glanced at the looming black lines on the back of her hand, paused, but didn't say anything.

"The black dragon has left where the sun rises. If you want to find it, go ahead." The ancient man glanced at her and said.

"There's no rush... I just escaped from death, and I don't have any thoughts of dying so soon." Chiyo stopped at the entrance of the cave, turned his head and smiled handsomely.

The ancient man nodded and said, "Then, try to find a way to cure the black lines on your body. The turning point of your future life will be related to it."

"You don't need to tell me that I can do it too." Chiyo took a deep breath and stepped out of the cave.

Chapter 122: Snow Mountain Orcs

......

——Are there really gods in this world?If so, why do you never respond to people's demands?

Do not......

The existence of gods is not the point. If people always appeal to existences that have no response, should this belief exist?

Shia knelt in front of the column in the village with her hands clasped together, looking at the painted totems and the surrounding cow and sheep head sacrifices. She was silent for a long time, stood up, patted the snowflakes on her body, turned and left.

The animal skin shoes stepped on the snow, leaving footprints.

This is an ice-capped mountain. Although there are days when the snow melts and the land is exposed, the most dominant climate of the year is heavy snow, and the climate is generally wet and cold.To the north of this village is the endless sea, and to the south is a swamp forest that is not easy to survive. Fortunately, this land is fertile and suitable for the growth of pasture, so the villagers here mainly make a living from animal husbandry and fishery.

Due to the heavy snow all year round in the snow-capped mountains, even spaceships are unwilling to pass by here. Therefore, the people in the village are relatively closed, and their understanding of the outside world is limited to "living on the floating island."

The closed environment caused their lack of knowledge. Over time, they gradually developed beliefs and even elected existences similar to priests or goddesses.

As the being who transmits the words of the gods, the status of the goddess is the highest in the village.

Shia stood in front of a small house and knocked on the door. After a while, an old voice came from the house: "Who is it?"

"It's me, Canesia."

Shia replied.

In the culture here, Canesia means strong snow-capped mountains.And she is indeed worthy of this name. Her age is still considered a child in terms of the lifespan of their race, but Shia is already the backbone of the family. Not only that, her performance when hunting is not inferior to any other. people.

As soon as he finished speaking, a voice came from the house: "Come in."

Shia opened the door and suddenly felt a warmth.

The house is mainly made of wood and turf. The turf on the roof can effectively prevent cold air from intruding into the house and can also support thick snowdrifts. There is a groove in the center of the house, and the groove is covered with dry sand. There is another circle in the center of the sand. Surrounded by stones, a fire burned vigorously inside, and a fragrant pot hung above it.

On the other side of the sand, an old man with wrinkles and age spots on his face was sitting on the animal skin. He looked at Shia with half-squinted eyes and smiled, showing his yellow teeth.

"Master Priest, I'm here to get medicine."

After closing the door, she didn't go any further and just stood by the door and said.

"I see."

The priest stood up slowly and entered a room, took out a bag and handed it to Shia.

"This is the time of the month. Correspondingly, I need five pairs of snow deer antlers."

"I will."

Shia nodded and said, "Then I won't bother you."

After saying goodbye to the goddess, Shia turned and walked in the other direction.

Cherishing the medicinal materials in her arms, Shia couldn't help but reveal a smile on her face.

Of course she is not sick, these medicines are prepared for another person in the family.

Shia came to a house, opened the door without knocking, and shouted into the house: "Rachel, I'm back."

She came to a room and opened the door. A pale girl sat up from the bed and whispered: "Welcome back, sister."

Rachel's full name is Joan of Arc Rachel. Joan of Arc seems to mean God's blessing, and Rachel means blessing.

The two of them are twin sisters, but compared to Shia, who is mature and healthy, Rachel always looks sickly.Just by looking at their appearance, no one would know that these two people were sisters born on the same day.

Therefore, even now, there are some gossipy villagers who secretly say that it was sister Shia who robbed Rachel of her sister's nutrition, which made her so weak.However, this kind of gossip did not affect the relationship between them at all.

"Get dressed and don't catch a cold."

Shia took off her thick coat and put it on her. Rachel, who was a head shorter than her sister, was a little out of size, but neither of them cared about it.

Shia took her to the sand pit in the house and let Rachel sit on the soft animal hide, while Shia gathered firewood aside to rekindle the dim fire in the middle of the sand pit.

The temperature in the room warmed up, and Shia took off her fur coat and hat, revealing the inner lining and her plump figure - as well as the white fluff growing on her forearms and legs that resembled long gloves and socks, and the Pointy animal ears in long white hair.

In the outside world, people generally refer to this race as orcs. Some scholars speculate that the ancestors of orcs should be humans who lived in cold areas. Therefore, their body temperature is higher than that of normal people. They have warm hair on the ends of their limbs, similar to animal ears. The ears are also full and warm, and on this basis, they can control the erection and drooping to protect themselves from wind and snow.

As a race living in a harsh environment, orcs have outstanding athletic abilities, can even eat raw food to a certain extent, and have very sensitive hearing and smell.

Of course, the orcs are given this name not only because they have the characteristics of wild beasts, but more importantly, the orcs are naturally good at taming wild beasts and can also fight with them as comrades.

"How was your worship today?"

Rachel looked at Shia and asked, her soft tone seemed to be blown away by the sharp cold wind at any time, which made people feel pity.

So Shia began to talk about how tedious and boring the steps of worship were, and there was a hint of boredom about worship in her attitude, and Rachel listened patiently.

The frail Rachel cannot go out and will easily get sick if she is exposed to the cold wind, so all her external information comes from her sister Shia.

——As for the family, their mother died when they were born, and their father also died in the mouth of a vicious beast in the snowy mountains a few years ago. They are the only ones left in the family to depend on each other.

"Speaking of which, today is also our birthday."

During the conversation, Shia had put the medicinal materials into the pot and cooked it, poured some water and added some meat pieces, and a bowl of broth was placed in front of Rachel.

The broth with added medicinal herbs tasted sweet and bitter, but Rachel never complained. She just took a sip of the medicinal broth and drank it with a frown.

Then, Rachel smiled and nodded, her smile a little bitter.

This day is more than that to them. It is their birthday and it is also the anniversary of their mother's death. Not only that, this day every year is the day when the villagers worship the so-called gods.

Being born on such a day with special meaning, the two sisters will inevitably be looked at strangely by the villagers.