"Borch Your Excellency, I have a condition... I can help her and protect her from threats, but she must obey my instructions."
"If, I mean if, when my opinions differ from hers, you must stand by me unconditionally... Of course, I guarantee that the instructions I give will never threaten her life, and will only be beneficial to her, not harmful to her."
Borch has no objection.
Through the understanding along the way, he has also learned what kind of person Lynn is.
"Okay, I promise you, time is tight, come up now," after saying this to Lynn, Borch turned to the two Zerrikania girls and said, " Tea, Vea, go find your people, stand by at the feet of the Kestrel Mountains, find a place to hide, and don't be discovered by the Dragon Slaying Team."
The two Zerrikania girls took the order and left.
Lynn also climbed on Borch's back.
The backs of real dragons in this world, especially the back area, have a row of protruding triangular wide scales. Of course, these scales are not densely packed, but the distance between each one is just enough for a person to sit.
The feeling of sitting on the back of a dragon is not much more comfortable than riding on a horse without a saddle.
But since Borch's body is covered with scales, it has a place to stay.
In addition, there are protruding scales on the front and back of the body, and there is roughly a place for a backrest and hand support.
So it's actually okay.
"Sit tight."
The golden dragon spread its wings and swept out a huge dust tornado on the ground.
With a huge roar, the golden dragon spread its wings and took off into the sky.
The strong wind blows on Lynn's face, but it makes people feel very comfortable.
Borch very thoughtfully controls the speed and height at a level that makes passengers feel comfortable.
Apparently this wasn't the first time he'd let someone else ride him.
"What do you think, Mr. Lynn?"
"Flying feels so good."
Lynn looked at the farmland, lakes, rivers, mountains, forests...
This made him feel like he had everything under his feet.
No wonder humans have always had the dream of conquering the sky before the invention of aircraft.
As time passed, it didn't take long before a mountain range with white tops appeared in his field of vision.
"We're here, there is Kestrel Mountains."
Borch did not fly to the top of the mountain with Lynn, but instead fell in a canyon near the foot of the mountain.
When Borch stopped, Lynn got off his back.
Borch did not change back to human form, but raised his head, sniffed, and then crawled away in one direction.
"Follow me, this way."
Soon, the two found a hidden cave entrance.
The entrance to the cave is large enough for a dragon like Borch to crawl in without feeling suffocated.
Apparently this cave entrance was excavated by Myrgtabrakke.
One dragon and one person are walking forward in the passage inside the cave.
"I originally thought that she would just find a random cave on the top of the mountain and make do with it. Anyway, humans rarely get close to mountains, and it is difficult to climb to the top of the mountain."
"I didn't expect that she would go the opposite direction and dig such a passage in this hidden canyon."
Lynn followed Borch, looking at this passage that seemed tall and empty to him.
Agree with Borch's statement.
"She must have spent a long time," Lynn paused and asked curiously, "Speaking of which, Mr. Borch, have you known Myrgtabrakke before?"
Borch sighed.
"When I traveled across the mainland, I only met him once. That was more than a hundred years ago."
"We exchanged marks with each other - this is a special kind of dragon language magic. Dragons who exchanged marks can use dragon language magic to communicate no matter how far apart they are."
"We have been together for several years and have a good impression of each other."
"So, Myrgtabrakke wants to take our relationship further. She extended an invitation to me to become her husband and stay in the north with her, but..."
"I was scared, I didn't think I was ready to take on the responsibilities of a family, so... one morning, I ran away."
"Since then, I have basically stayed away from the Kestrel Mountains area, and we have never been in contact again."
"Until some time ago, she used dragon language magic to ask me for help and begged me to help her."
"Sir Lynn, you may not know that when a true dragon reaches adulthood, it will draw power from its blood and automatically master the mimicry magic that can transform into a human form."
"Of course, she can... but she is pregnant, and the life in her belly has greatly weakened her abilities. Even her innate mimicry magic cannot maintain stability."
Lynn suddenly realized.
"So she has lived in the Kestrel Mountains for so many years and has never had any trouble, but she only appeared some time ago and attacked the sheep."
Borch said, "That's right. If she can still use mimicry magic, she can naturally use the gold and silver jewelry she has collected over hundreds of years to exchange for food in the city or the countryside. But precisely because she can't do it, she has to appear in front of the world in the form of a dragon."
After that, neither of them spoke anymore.
Just walking silently in the passage.
This man-made... or rather, tunnel dug by dragon workers, winds all the way down.
Since it is not for human use, the stone walls on both sides of the passage will not be equipped with lighting objects such as torches.
But both Lynn and Borch have the ability to see in the dark, so there is no need for torch lighting.
After advancing for an unknown amount of time in this dark passage, finally, a proud voice came from the front.
"No further, intruder."
Borch replied, "I am not an intruder, Myrgtabrakke, I am the "Golden Dragon" Villentretenmerth, and this is the demon hunter Lynn."
It's okay that he didn't answer.
The next moment, the roar like a brass horn came to mind from the front.
The vibration caused the sand and dust above the head to rustle down.
"Villentretenmerth, why did you betray me?"
"Myrgtabrakke, I did not betray you, you summoned me, and I came here in response to your summons."
"If you didn't betray me, why did you bring a monster killer to my place of residence."
"He is a monster killer, but he is not here to hunt dragons. His purpose here is the same as mine, to help you."
"Monster Slayer... come to help me? Why? Don't Monster Slayers hunt monsters for a living?"
Borch wanted to explain, but Lynn took a step forward and waved his hand towards him.
"Let me speak for myself, Lord Borch."
"My name is Lynn, Myrgtabrakke. Your statement is not accurate. Not all witchers make a living by hunting monsters."
"I, my friend Geralt, and my teacher Vesemir, we are all monsters who only kill people."
Lynn said this just to convince the dragon inside that he meant no harm.
But I didn't expect that there would be unexpected gains.
"Wait a minute, you said you are a disciple of Vesemir?"
"Yes," Lynn asked in confusion, "Do you still know Teacher Vesemir?"
"When he was still young, I transformed into a human and was his lover for a period of time... Of course, he didn't know my true identity until I left."
Lynn was dumbfounded.
Good guy.
The amount of information is simply huge.
I didn't expect that old man Vesemir would actually outshine the dragon.
He is truly a role model for our generation.
When I thought of this, I heard Myrgtabrakke say again.
"Tell me, Vesemir, is he okay? Is he still wearing the black eyepatch like a pirate?"
Black eye patch?
Lynn was stunned for a moment.
Reacted immediately.
The same goes for Borch, and the same goes for Myrgtabrakke.
Is it true that even real dragons can't speak well and can only test people's hearts?
Lynn said calmly, "You must have remembered wrongly, Myrgtabrakke, my teacher Vesemir has no problem with both eyes. In fact, none of us School of the Wolf currently wear eye patches."
"You are indeed Vesemir's disciple. Okay, I believe you for now. You can come in with Villentretenmerth."
Lynn and Borch looked at each other.
They all saw helplessness in each other's eyes.
However.
The other party's caution is understandable.
Therefore, neither of them said anything and continued walking towards the depths of the dragon's lair.
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