The Golden Dragon Will Never Take It For Granted

Ansier dreamed that he was sleeping on a pile of gold coins.

Suddenly, a huge human hand appeared, swearing at his dragon face while swearing.

"Don't sleep, you lazy dog, given you so many growth skills, can't you be more diligent!"

Ansel suddenly woke up and cursed in his heart.

My dear, I can quickly become a legendary demigod by laying down and working hard every day. Why waste my energy? !

In the last life, I didn't have enough rolls, will I continue to roll in this life?

Long has a long life, so he should also enjoy the comfort of life.

He is now sitting on a carriage, the wheels are pressed through the thin hoarfrost, and after the ruts, the green grass climbs up tenaciously.

Ansi Er and Osmond have left the northern ice field and officially entered the territory of the northern kingdoms.

"Brother Ansel, it's time for breakfast."

Ansel lifted the curtain of the carriage.

Outside the carriage, a teenage boy with a big yellow face and thin skin was carrying a wooden tray with some simple dishes on it.

Ansel stretched and got off the carriage.

Taking the tray from the little boy's hand, he randomly found a clean place to sit down.

This is a caravan, and the little boy is the one who is responsible for serving him in the caravan.

Leaving the North Icefields, Osmond prepares to take Ans El to the kingdom of Ferrol, where there is an old friend he once ventured with.

They ran into this caravan not long after they set off. Ansi Er is a dragon who likes lively and novel things, and proposed to go with the caravan to the capital of Ferrol.

Osmond didn't have the slightest interest, and said, "The road to the strong is a lonely journey."

Let Ansier slander his middle school for a while.

However, after Ansel said that he would pay for all the expenses, Osmond had no opinion for a moment, and he couldn't wake up after finding a carriage.

Dragon's consumption concept is really a headache for dragons. Gold coins are for viewing, not for spending.

Following the caravan and passing by many human city-states, Ans El saw the peaceful and peaceful life of human beings.

In an era when it was not possible to gather family members in large numbers, the dragons had to appear in person to eat, while humans, as the protagonists of the continent, enjoyed peace.

"Wright, you are so thin, eat more meat."

Ansier handed the little boy a bowl of minced meat porridge.

"Thank you, Brother Ansel."

Wright happily took the minced meat porridge. As a handyman with the caravan, he didn't have much chance to eat meat.

He was an orphan, and when he grew up a little, he ran around with the caravan.

"Tell me about the legend of the magic capital again, it's amazing."

Ansel asked Wright.

Wright is young, but he has seen and heard a lot. Along the way, he explained a lot of the current situation of the human continent to Ansi Er.

And what interests him the most is the legendary magic capital.

The entire continent is divided into east and west by the Church of Light and the Magic Alliance.

And the capital of magic can be said to be the heart of the Western Continent.

There is a paradise for all magicians, where all legendary magicians that can be recorded in history and magical magic that can change the world are born.

It is the cradle that nurtures powerful magicians, and earth-shaking changes take place every day.

Only talented magicians who are recognized by the Magic Alliance are eligible to enter the Magic City. It is a mysterious and charming place.

Although only a few people can enter, the legends about it are known to everyone in the whole continent.

"The capital of magic, according to legend, it was first organized and established by the Law God..."

After Wright drank the minced meat porridge, he danced and told the legend of the magic city.

His eyes are full of yearning. It is said that as long as he returns from the magic capital, even the most despicable poor boy can turn into a noble royal magician.

In fact, Ansair first heard of the Magic City in the magic class opened by Nigus, who was one of the academicians of the Academy of Natural Sciences in the Magic City.

As one of the core forces that can drive dragons out of the continent, Ans El is very interested in this.

After breakfast, the caravan set off again, and they were not far from King Ferrol.

Seeing that Gao Da was approaching from the city gate, Ans El called Wright over and gave him a book of martial arts.

Anyway, this thing is useless to Ansi Er, and I don't know the value of selling it, so I don't feel distressed to send it out.

"I can't accept something so precious."

Wright waved his hand in a panic. Forget about the porridge and rice, this kind of martial arts secrets are of great value.

"Just take it for you! What nonsense!"

Ansier pretended to be fierce and stuffed his martial skills into his thin clothes as a tip for his service along the way.

The reason why Wright was willing to follow the caravan regardless of the hard work, in addition to eating a meal, was hoping to have a chance to turn around.

It's just that even slightly stronger warriors despise Wright's thin body and are unwilling to accept him as a disciple.

Finally got the chance, and Wright finally stopped turning down.

"Thank you so much, Brother Ansel!"

He happily hid the secret in his arms and ran behind the caravan.

With the secret book on him, he couldn't rest assured at all.

Wright was overjoyed, and one accidentally stepped on the stone and fell out.

He quickly protected the secret book in his arms from falling out.

The stone flew up and hit the wheel of a gorgeous carriage next to it.

"How dare you to smash my carriage!"

A coquettish voice sounded from the carriage, a sixteen-year-old flower girl was wearing a noble skirt.

"It's over, this kid is doomed, how dare he offend the granddaughter of Lord Sword Saint! Her temper is notorious..."

"I know you still dare to say, don't you die!"

I don't know what the people next to him said, but at the moment Wright raised his head, he felt that the world was frozen.

The girl's beautiful face was slightly red with anger, her frowning brows were quite heroic, and her long hair fluttered in the wind.

Everything was so beautiful that Wright didn't even see that the girl had raised the long sword in her hand!

Fortunately, Ans El appeared in time and held the swung sword blade with his hand.

The girl's strength is not strong, and Ansi Er's hand is not cut.

But if this sword hits the skinny Wright, he may have to go to see the deceased gods first.

"Who are you, dare to do something wrong with Miss Ben!"

A woman is the biggest enemy of a prodigal son, and feelings are a taboo.

So Ansier said without hesitation, "I'm your father!"

He won't get used to this kind of unruly girl, and he's not his cute little sister.

"you!"

The girl's face was flushed with anger, she had never experienced this kind of anger in her life.

She drew the sword forcefully, but the sword remained motionless in Ansel's hands.

"You let me go, scumbag! Untouchables!"

The girl cursed loudly.

Ansel shrugged and let go of her hand as she wished.

The girl lost her strength for a while and fell to the ground.

"Miss!"

When the surrounding guards saw the girl fall, they finally couldn't stand to surround Ansel.

Fighting right in front of someone's house might be a little bad. Ansier didn't worry about these bronze-black-iron-level warriors, but there was a legendary swordsman in the capital.

"Stop! What are you all doing? Martina, why are you here?"

The speaker was an old man with white hair and a little hunched over.

"Master Sword Saint!"

"Why did Lord Sword Saint come to the gate of the city?"

The audience lined up at the city gate waiting to enter the city called out the identity of the old man~www.novelmt.com~Grandpa! "

The girl shouted with joy, and then pointed at Anse Erdao.

"He bullied me, your granddaughter, help me teach him a lesson."

The old man had a headache. This granddaughter has been loved since childhood, so she has a bad temper and always loves to make things difficult for others.

Looking at the little boy who was protecting Ans Air behind his back, he was already able to guess the matter.

"If you don't go back and swing your sword 10,000 times, you will be embarrassed here!"

The old man said with a gloomy expression.

"grandfather!"

The girl approached the old man and wanted to act like a spoiled child.

But this time, the old man didn't do this. He glared at the girl and said, "Let's go! Do you think I'm here today to give you a head start?

If you let your grandfather's old friend know that I have such a worry-free granddaughter, he still doesn't know how to laugh at me! "

"Hmph, Grandpa, you are the worst!"

The girl felt that she was being bullied by everyone, and that her grandfather didn't help her out, and she felt aggrieved.

She cried so much that pear blossoms ran into the city with the rain.

"Miss, wait for us!"

The guards hurried after him.

Ansier turned his head and asked, "Are you all right?"

But he saw Wright staring blankly at the girl's back.

It's over, this child is helpless!

This is what Anselm said.

It wasn't until the girl completely disappeared from sight that Wright hugged the secret book in his arms even more, his eyes full of determination.

What a clichéd plot, Ansel covered his face.

At this moment, he suddenly understood why Osmond believed the stories in the biographical novels so much.