A thin layer of blush rose on Nola's face, spreading from her cheekbones to the roots of her ears.
She lowered her head slightly, her eyelashes cast a thin shadow under her eyelids, and the curvature of the corners of her mouth was appropriately shy.
She didn't avoid his hand, nor did she cater to his movements. She just stood there and let the subtle reaction to being touched naturally appear on her face.
Redd did not continue to appreciate it. He let go of the other party, turned around and walked towards the door.
The boots made an even sound on the stone floor, moving along the corridor toward the courtyard outside the castle.
Nora stood at the door of the living room, watching his back disappear around the corner of the corridor, then gently placed her hand on the spot he had just touched, pressed it, and then released it.
She turned back to the house and began to sort out the daily tasks that needed to be dealt with after he left.
The courtyard is very large and wide. When it was built, Redd asked the craftsmen to set it aside specially. There was only one requirement for the construction at that time - the ground must be very solid.
Because the purpose of building this courtyard is to allow the huge Demon Dragon to land.
The ground of the courtyard is made of multiple layers of rammed earth and gravel that are mixed and compacted. The surface is paved with a layer of black volcanic rock bricks that have been fired at high temperatures. The gaps between the bricks are filled with iron juice.
After completion, the entire ground underwent a trial drop test by King Ghidorah and was confirmed to be able to withstand the weight of an adult Dragon without obvious sinking or cracking.
The buildings around the courtyard were deliberately set back a certain distance to leave enough buffer space to prevent the air waves generated when Demon Dragon landed from causing damage to the walls.
Redd has just informed King Ghidorah on Fourteen Flames through the resonance of Mental Connection in his mind.
When he walked to the center of the courtyard, a dark outline that was rapidly enlarging appeared in the distant sky.
King Ghidorah fell from the sky. When it approached the sky above the castle, its wings spread to the maximum angle and used air resistance to slow down. It quickly dropped from the cruising speed of Hiss to a state close to hovering.
Then it landed on the ground of the courtyard in an extremely gentle manner, with its hind limbs touching the ground first, then its forelimbs and wings lowered, slowly shifting its body's center of gravity.
Even so, the strong wind caused by the air flow when it landed blew away all the dust in the entire courtyard. The fine debris that was originally accumulated in the corners was blown away, and several short trees on the edge of the courtyard were blown down.
The robe on Redd was even more blown by the wind. The hem of the robe flew back, the laces were tightened, and the fabric had a layer of clear folds on the outline of his body.
After King Ghidorah lands, the wing membrane opens and is close to the ground.
Its three heads hung down, and the middle one came close to Redd, its golden eyes lit up in the dusk, and the hot wind from its breath blew on his face and body.
There was no dragon saddle or rope ladder installed on King Ghidorah, so Redd walked up along King Ghidorah's wings that were close to the ground.
The ordinary Dragonrider cannot be reproduced in this way.
After all, Redd's physical strength, power and special abilities are not possessed by other Dragonrider.
Their bodies are not out of the realm of ordinary people. Ordinary swords can kill them, nor are they out of touch with the natural laws of human birth, aging, sickness and death.
Redd has also mastered gravity and can fly autonomously, but he still likes to use King Ghidorah when traveling.
After all, who is more handsome, flying or riding a dragon? Do you still have to choose?
What's more, because of his human body, his actual combat power is obviously weaker than King Ghidorah.
It can be said that only with King Ghidorah by his side can he feel more secure. Even if a doomsday disaster breaks out, with King Ghidorah's current physical strength, he can still protect him and escape from the scope of the doomsday disaster.
After Redd stood firm on King Ghidorah's back, King Ghidorah used gravity to form a protective cover before taking off.
The protective cover isolates Redd from the surrounding air, preventing the airflow and temperature difference generated during high-speed flight from causing discomfort to him.
King Ghidorah left the courtyard, reached mid-air, and accelerated away from the castle below.
Otherwise, if it explodes at full speed directly from below, the castle will be flattened by the airflow generated by the flight.
King Ghidorah gradually accelerated after climbing to a safe altitude, transitioned from a hovering state to Hiss speed cruising, and flew north along the coastline of Valyrian Peninsula.
Ships and islands on the sea passed quickly below, leaving blurred outlines in the night.
It takes two weeks to sail by sea, and it only took King Ghidorah most of a day to arrive at Volantis.
While still approaching Volantis at sea, Redd asked King Ghidorah to start slowing down.
Otherwise, if a behemoth a hundred meters long rushes into Volantis at Hiss speed, there will be a question mark as to how many living people will be left in this castle.
King Ghidorah reduced to hovering speed when approaching the port of Volantis, and slowly flew along the passage outside the Black Wall to the entrance of underground Dragonpit.
Its body was stuck again when entering the Dragonpit channel, and it needed to slowly adjust the angle of its three heads and front body before it could fully enter.
When it finally fully entered Dragonpit, the soldiers on the watchtower had already sent someone to notify Douglas.
Douglas was originally handling government affairs in the government affairs hall of the Black Wall castle.
He was sitting behind the long table piled with documents, holding a quill dipped in ink between his fingers, and was reviewing a document on the reorganization and distribution of Dothraki prisoners one by one.
The documents spread out on the desktop are arranged by category. On the left are the tax reports of each City-States, on the right are applications for military rotation and material allocation, and in the middle is a project progress briefing from Valyria City.
His brows were slightly furrowed, and his eyes moved back and forth between the numbers and words on the document, occasionally drawing a brief symbol with the tip of his pen in the margins of the page.
Months of continuous work have made his face thinner than before, with deeper eye sockets and more obvious cheekbones, but his mental state is still stable and his movements are still neat.
The door to the government hall was pushed open violently, and a herald stumbled in.
His breathing was rapid and disordered, his forehead was covered with sweat, and his boots were stained with mud. He had obviously run through most of the the Black Wall castle to get here.
Douglas didn't even raise his head, and continued to stare at the text on the document, while the pen tip moved slowly on the paper.
The herald stopped for a moment at the door, held on to the door frame and took a few breaths, and then informed him of the arrival of Lord Dragon King as quickly as possible.
Douglas The pen in his hand stopped.
The tip of the pen left a small dot of ink on the paper, and was then taken away from the paper by his hand.
He raised his head, his eyes fell on the herald's face, confirming that the other party was telling the truth. Then he loosened his hand and the quill slipped from his fingers, rolled twice on the table, and fell to the edge of the pile of documents.