Chapter 164: Vassal
Dragons can breathe.
This is both a magic attack and a natural magical power.
When dragon breath exists as a magic attack, it is a dragon breath spell composed of dragon breath, similar to the force spell of fantasy beasts and the breath spell of fantasy beast knights - no matter what kind of power the spell is composed of, it is ultimately called magic.
When dragon breath is used as a natural magical power, it needs to be endowed with the power of the origin by the wyvern, that is, a trace of dragon flame essence.
Every wyvern, at the beginning of its birth, will obtain a dragon flame essence.
Dragon flame essence is the core power of the dragon, the highest form of earth power, and the source of all magical creations.
The dragon can continuously extract dragon flame essence from the volcano that gave birth to it, but the dragon flame essence of the wyvern is used up bit by bit - although it is not irreproducible, it takes a long time to recover.
And at this moment.
Lord Medikallen is using his natural magical power to construct dragon breath with the essence of the origin dragon flame and spit it at Russell.
Just like in the dark dream, the little dream dragon spit dragon flames at the Cordyceps and mushroom worms.
Feeling warm all over, Russell put down his arm in front of him and wanted to reach out to grab the illusory dragon breath flame.
But the next moment.
The dragon breath flame had disappeared.
The spitting of this original dragon breath lasted less than five seconds. Obviously, Lord Medikaren did not have so much origin to spit hard.
Even if it only spit out the original dragon breath for less than five seconds, the blue crystal dragon quickly wilted and fell into fatigue visibly. Then it curled up and fell asleep on the top of the arrow tower.
And Russell felt that his whole body was warm, as comfortable as being wrapped in warm water.
"Grandpa."
"The dragon is watching, the light is blessing." Earl Merlin looked at Russell with complicated eyes, and said slowly, "Russell, this is your fortune. Although the power of the flying dragon is complicated, it is enough to help you complete a leap."
"You are so lucky, Russell." Cousin Mel also said enviously.
Russell certainly knew that the power given by Lord Medicaron was a top-notch thing, but he didn't know the benefits of this thing: "Grandpa, what is going on? These powers seem to have spread into my limbs and bones."
"Practice fighting spirit, and you will soon feel the benefits of these powers." Earl Merlin sighed.
Then he glanced at Medicaron who was sleeping soundly, and stepped into the void and left: "Okay, do what you should do."
"Grandpa, where is this snow demon crystal?"
"It's not very useful, you can keep it as a souvenir." Earl Merlin waved his hand without looking back, very cool.
Russell was no longer polite, and directly put the snow demon crystal into his pocket with a handkerchief, and would study it later.
"I don't know if you can eat the ice cream. If you do, how is the snow demon crystal better than the ice soul bead?"
With such thoughts, Russell and Mel climbed down the arrow tower together, and Mel immediately notified the servants to clean up the blood stains on the top of the arrow tower.
"These are all dragon blood, be sure to recycle them cleanly, and don't leave a drop."
"Yes, Master Mel."
Everything produced by the two-legged flying dragon is a good thing, even the dragon feces they excrete occasionally, which has wonderful uses.
Not to mention the dirty blood that flows out after the wound is cut.
However, the dirty blood contaminated by the power of the snow demon may need to be processed before the effect of dragon blood can be exerted.
"I now believe what grandpa said, you are being watched by the Shadow Flame Dragon." Mel looked at Russell and was full of praise, "Mr. Medikallen actually gave him a breath of dragon's breath as a reward to thank you for helping him remove the snow demon crystal."
After a pause, he said sincerely: "However, thank you this time, Russell. If you hadn't discovered Mr. Medikallen's situation, he wouldn't know how much pain he would have to endure before he was found injured."
"I said I'm good at treating half-ghost beasts, right?" Russell smiled. Today's harvest was beyond imagination.
Originally, I just wanted to feel the bottom of the wyvern and inform grandpa of Mr. Medikallen's hidden dangers.
Unexpectedly, I accidentally performed a surgical operation myself to help Mr. Medikallen remove the snow demon crystal, and finally got a breath of the original dragon's breath from Mr. Medikallen as a thank-you gift.
Blood profit!
"Okay, I get it. You don't need to mention the half-ghost beast anymore." Meier was speechless. How could the mighty and sacred flying dragon be compared with the half-ghost beast?
"But then again, why didn't Lord Medicaron want Grandpa to treat him?"
"I don't know, maybe they are not compatible. Just like people have a thousand personalities, wyverns also have different personalities. Lord Medicaron seems gentle, but he is actually arrogant and looks down on everyone, even Grandpa."
As he said, Mel looked at Russell carefully again: "But I never expected that it would like you!"
"I'm surprised too."
"There's nothing strange. This is a wyvern. They have their own set of standards." Mel hugged Russell and said as he walked, "It seems that Lord Medicaron is very satisfied with you. Russell, you should seriously consider my suggestion."
"What suggestion?"
"Come and be my vassal. By then, we brothers will all be dragon knights. I'm afraid that boy Kunstan will have to look at our faces!"
"Can you make the decision? Besides, Grandpa is destined to live a hundred years, and my uncle will also live a hundred years..."
This is a problem. Mel certainly believes that his grandfather and parents will live a long life.
So.
He may have to wait for decades before he has the opportunity to inherit the title of earl. Shaking his head, Mel said, "It's the same if you come to be a vassal of your grandfather."
"Let's talk about it later." Russell didn't take Mel's words seriously. It was not Mel's turn to be the head of Bluebird Castle.
Besides, Lord Medikalun may have a certain liking for it just because of the influence of Xiaomenglong, and even be willing to give it the original dragon breath. If it really comes to the dragon riding contract, Lord Medikalun may not agree.
"Okay." Mel also knew this and didn't say anything more. "It's still early. How about I take you to the city for a walk?"
"No, let's go to the city later. I'm going to the martial arts training ground now to practice fighting spirit." Russell patted the sword on his waist. "I can't waste the gift from Lord Medikarren. I'm going to try to practice now."
"You really work hard."
"If you don't work hard, how can you catch up with geniuses like you?"
"Take more drugs." Mel gave the answer. "It's not difficult to catch up with geniuses by taking magic potions as food. This kid Kunstan did it."
"I don't have money."
Russell waved his hand and went to the martial arts training ground of Bluebird Castle.
The original dragon breath penetrated into the limbs and bones. Although it would not run away, the sooner they were used, the sooner they could be relieved.