Chapter 112

"Well, then, you can try." Morris's deep eyes looked at the young girl's delicate face for a moment.

He raised his hand and pointed to the huge tree beside him. Then, for the first time, he pronounced the incantation in his mouth and read it very slowly, just so that Qing Yun could hear it.

Almost at the same moment when his last tone fell, the whole tree reduced to pieces.

Qing Yun's eyes could not help but flash a trace of surprise. The magic made by this man was not the same as any Joyce knew, but it had a hint of destruction and was incredibly powerful.

A hint of satisfaction flashed in his eyes. He was just about to try it out like the man when he saw that Count Olsen pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled again.

"It just so happens that there is something you can try your hand at." Morris grinned wickedly, and his eyes faintly flashed red. Then, you can hear the sound of heavy footsteps came, and a huge lizard came over. But strangely, it stopped outside the boundaries of being able to attract the attention of Serodi and others.

Once this little girl is scared, she shouldn't come to him, right? Morris thought to himself. For the first time, he was torn between wanting this young girl to stay away from him and a voice in his heart praying for her not to leave.

At first glance at the huge thing, Qing Yun was surprised, not because of fear, but because the beast looks really ugly. He subconsciously frowned and asked with disgust, "What kind of magical beast is this?"

"Level 10 steel-armored dragon. What, are you scared?" Morris involuntarily moved closer to the young girl, trying to see the look in his eyes.

"Dragon?" Qing Yun tilted his head sideways, suddenly thinking of her destination for this trip. She couldn't help but ask, "This is also a dragon? Does the dragon in the Morris Mountains also look the same as this one? Are they all so ugly?"

Morris froze.

Ugly? This steel-armored dragon is ugly, but he is not ugly. On the contrary, his black scales are the smoothest and hardest of the dragons. Moreover, his broad wings are even more formidable, not to mention the thick, beautifully shaped tail.

Before Morris could say anything, Qing Yun thought of the image of the western dragon he had learned about in other worlds before and smiled uninterestedly.

Seeing the expression on the young girl's face, Morris' heart, which has never fluctuated in a thousand years, actually had a kind of inexplicable suffocation, which could not help but make his face a little colder.

Qing Yun did not know that the big-bellied dragon that he said was ugly was behind him. He was now eagerly looking at the level 10 magical beast in front of him. The previous incantation from the man's mouth was obscure and difficult to understand. Still, Qing Yun remembered the energy fluctuation just now.

He stretched out his finger and pointed at the steel-armored dragon in front of him. His mouth surprisingly spat out the obscure dragon language without any difference.

Hearing the voice coming from the girl's mouth, Morris' pupils shrunk. A pair of vertical pupils suddenly appeared to look carefully at the young girl in front of him who was able to learn his dragon language without fail. Morris almost thought that the young girl before him was also a dragon in disguise.

But it is impossible. Even if it is a dragon, it is impossible to escape his eyes.

After Qing Yun finished reciting the incantation, a familiar energy wave flashed around him. However, he was only a human after all, and it was the first time he used this kind of magic, so only one claw of that steel-armored dragon was wounded.

The shock in Morris's eyes intensified. Although it is not accurate, this young girl can actually use dragon language magic as a human?

The wounded steel-armored dragon subconsciously wanted to wail. Still, with a flash of Morris' eyes, it could only crouch on the ground and be a target.

Looking at the young girl frowning in dissatisfaction, Morris walked up and held the young girl's slender but not weak fingers and pointed in a direction. He leaned close to Qing Yun's ear and whispered, "Its crystal nucleus is hidden right in front of the skull, aim at this position. Come and follow me."

The two of them were so close that Morris almost gathered the delicate young girl into his arms. A great sense of fullness rushed into Morris' heart with their contact, making him almost sigh out loud.

Word by word, teaching the young girl to read out the dragon language, Morris simply stared at the young girl's resolute eyes. There is no hint of weakness in them, only the light of the strong.

Such a familiar light almost made Morris fascinated. At this time, he forgot everything. He even forgot the gender of the person in his arms. What attracted him was that burning and shining soul.

This time, Qing Yun's magic succeeded, and the level 10 steel-armored dragon fell to the ground with a bang.

The sound of the steel-armored dragon falling to the ground immediately startled Hughes and Serodi in the camp. Serodi came over at the sound and saw the incredibly dangerous Count Olsen almost wrapping their princess in his arms, his dark red eyes locked on the princess' pretty face like a cold-blooded animal.

Not caring about the fallen steel-armored dragon, Serodi immediately called out, "Your Highness! It's time for you to rest!"

Qing Yun woke up from the joy of mastering her power again and immediately withdrew her body, pulling away from the man. And then, for the first time, she revealed a bright smile, "Many thanks."

Just swayed by the girl's beautiful smile, Morris saw the girl walking away again with her skirt, and the familiar emptiness struck Morris once again.

Watching the elf Serodi take his place and carefully return the maiden to the carriage, Morris' heart even surged with a rage that urged him to tear the elf's body apart.

Morris pressed his faintly aching forehead. Not her, it was not her he was looking for.

Completely unaware of a certain man's entanglement, the feeling of mastering power little by little finally calmed Qing Yun's irritable mood these days. He faced a lot of challenges in this world. The Grand Mage's ability is very strong, and Qing Yun has to approach him to get the key to disarming the artifact from him, not to mention that a giant dragon is waiting for him.

So he did not have the means to protect himself. With this in mind, Qing Yun could not help but poke his head out of the window and smile at the cold Count Olsen.

Seeing this, Morris' lips pursed even tighter.

These days, Morris desperately wanted to stay away from the young girl who somehow attracted him fatally. However, whenever the girl came up to him and asked him to teach her magic again, Morris could not say anything to refuse.

He reminded himself that he should leave to continue to look for his treasure, but at the same time, he could not leave the girl's side.

The dragon has a guardian nature, and once he finds his treasure, he will not want to leave.

Morris taught the dragon language magic at the young girl's request. He taught her like she was a young dragon learning to speak, but with gentleness at odds with the dragons.

The butler who followed him was almost surprised to see the attitude of Morris. While perhaps Morris himself did not feel it, but as bystanders, they could see that this inexplicably dangerous man, like a huge beast that had gathered its claws and teeth, pampered the young girl with all his strength.

Watching the young girl become strong little by little under his own guidance, Morris is proud.

"Come down. It's time to go." He looked at the young girl standing on the very high treetop and waved at him.

Qing Yun stood on the treetop in an unusually enlightened mood. With these few days of study, he almost even felt a bit better about the heavy skirt on his body. Nodding toward the man below, Qing Yun just wanted to use magic to fly down, but then he thought he was wearing a skirt now, so he was unusually a little embarrassed.

He gathered the hem of his skirt, looked at Morris, coughed lightly, and said, "You...you go first. I'll go down by myself."

"What?" Morris frowned and instead stepped a bit closer, "Scared?"

"You're the one who's scared!" Qing Yun glared at him. He was already a bit embarrassed. At this point, he was even more impolite, "You go when I tell you to go!"

Bad temper.

The girl was inexplicably fierce, but a slight smile flooded Morris' eyes. He looked at the young girl's hand clutching the hem of her skirt, then understood. However, he did not leave but just turned away.

Seeing the man's action, Qing Yun was relieved but is also more embarrassed because the man obviously understands why he did not dare to come down.

Qing Yun was simply bursting with foul language in his heart. But, he was a man, what is there to be afraid of!

When there was a slight sound on the grass behind him, Morris turned his head and saw the reddened ears of the girl, reflecting the red sunset exceptionally well.

The smile in Morris' eyes grew even stronger. In the little by little involuntary attraction, Morris found that this girl was different from the others.

She behaved valiantly without pretense, proud, and will not be weak to hide behind others, sometimes revealing a bad temper. It was surprisingly attractive Morris.

And all of this is all the more evident that the young girl is now shy. What a precious moment.

Morris's eyes darkened as he once again lamented why she was not a boy. If she were, Morris would have been able to determine without hesitation that she was his treasure.

But she is a girl. Even with her long hair and incredibly soft and flashy dresses, her feminine qualities are clearly visible, and she cannot hide the distinctive qualities of her body.

Morris knows that her voice is not as soft and delicate as other young girls, but it is refreshing and makes the ears tingle. Her movements are unrestrained and slightly clumsy in holding the hem of her skirt, completely unlike the elegance of other ladies. However, it is natural and reveals a touch of nobility.

All of this makes Morris want to take her captive back to his lair regardless.

Suddenly thinking that the maiden was the "sacrifice" chosen by the Kingdom of Studian to give to him, Morris, who had witnessed several "snatching" operations, had mixed feelings. He was both angry at how these people treated the girl like cargo and subtly happy at the fact that the maiden is his.

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"You ..." Morris wanted to call out to the young girl but was surprised to find that he didn't know how to address him.

Hearing Morris' voice, Qing Yun looked at the guards who were some distance away from them. Then, he turned and whispered to Morris, "Call me Joyce. It's our secret."

Qing Yun smiled and winked gently at Morris.

Morris also smiled. This smile is natural and soft, no longer a cold-blooded dragon grinning at its prey.

He said, "Surprisingly, it's a secret, so naturally, I can't call it out."

As the two continued to walk forward, Morris suddenly asked, "Are you really willing to go to the Morris Mountains and stay with that...dragon?"

Qing Yun was silent for a moment, then whispered, "I have to go."

"You don't want to?" Morris's heart plunged into the ice cellar.

"It will eat me." Qing Yun glanced at Morris, and her voice slowly turned cold.

This man is very powerful. If not for his indifferent attitude and sometimes inexplicable alienation, Qing Yun almost thought he was the fool in his family.

But even such a powerful person is looking forward to using one person's life to return the peace of the entire Kingdom of Studian? Qing Yun scoffed and just felt that he had misjudged the person.

"Yes, it will eat you, and will...try to eat you in any way possible." Morris sensed the young girl's detached attitude, and his heart tumbled violently. He now very much regrets how he left such a tyrannical reputation in human society in the first place.

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Strange man, Qing Yun turned his head to look at him. Then, he did not speak again but walked straight back to the carriage.