After continuing to move forward for a few minutes, Lynn and Borch finally arrived at the depths of the dragon's lair and saw Myrgtabrakke lying on a pile of gold and the baby dragon trapped by her tail.
Myrgtabrakke is slightly smaller than Borch, and the scales on its body are not golden, but gray-green.
Of course, there are many varieties of real dragons.
They are mainly distinguished by color.
The green dragon is the most common variety.
However, although the name is green dragon, the color of their scales is mostly gray-green, or gray with green, similar to other dragon-like creatures, and they are often mistaken for Basilisk.
--Of course, the reverse is also true. Some larger Basilisks can also be mistaken for dragons.
The deepest part of the dragon's cave where Myrgtabrakke is located is about the size of a gymnasium.
The entire ground is flat.
But what's on the ground isn't dirt or rocks, it's gold.
The ground deep in the entire cave was covered with gold.
These golds are not all the currency of a certain country, but are available in every country.
During this period, you can also see some utensils, gems and gold and silver jewelry.
Lynn and Borch walked into the deepest part of the dragon's lair. When they stepped on these gold coins, it was like stepping on sand. They would sink to the point where they could not even see their feet.
So much so that both of them had to move forward cautiously to avoid falling.
When Lynn saw that Lynn was dying and couldn't even raise his head, so he could only lie on the gold and look at his Myrgtabrakke, he quickly understood why Myrgtabrakke was so vigilant.
You must know that Lynn did not break into the dragon's lair alone, but was led in by Borch.
Normally speaking, even if Myrgtabrakke doesn't believe in Lynn, the monster killer, then he should believe in Borch, a fellow dragon.
But there was a moment before she suspected that Borch had betrayed her.
After rational thinking, it is easy to come to the answer that "it is absolutely impossible for a dragon to hunt its own kind together with a demon hunter".
But Myrgtabrakke has been poisoned for a long time, and his body is suffering from the poison all the time. It is naturally impossible for his brain to calm down, let alone think.
But then again.
According to the description of Dandelion.
In that situation, if it were an ordinary creature, it would have been poisoned long ago.
That is, Myrgtabrakke, with the powerful physique and poison resistance of a dragon, he has been able to persist until now.
After witnessing Myrgtabrakke's miserable appearance, Lynn didn't have any nonsense.
He directly took out a bottle of potion from the magic pattern leather bag.
Pass it to Borch.
"Sir Borch, you should also know that the magic potions used by us demon hunters are highly poisonous. Ordinary people will just kick their legs after drinking it. Even demon hunters cannot drink too much."
"In order to deal with this situation, our ancestors invented an antidote called White Honey, which can detoxify the potion and can also be used for poisons in most cases."
"Myrgtabrakke The poison in her was made by a shoemaker who added various poisonous herbs. This bottle of Superior White Honey should be able to detoxify her."
"If it still doesn't work, then we'll think of other ways."
The bottle of White Honey that Lynn gave to Borch was not ordinary grade, but Superior White Honey that he personally prepared.
The detoxification effect will be better.
He estimated that this bottle of Superior White Honey would be given to Myrgtabrakke...
If nothing else happens, there should be no accidents.
When I was still working on Toussaint, I didn't use White Honey simply because the risk was too high.
Even if White Honey could detoxify it, he would not dare to give it to the Duchess Caroberta.
One is that the duchess is lying in bed because of the power of the devil, and the other is that the duchess is old and if something goes wrong...
But Myrgtabrakke is different.
She is a dragon.
Even if she was poisoned by the shoemaker and tortured to death.
But her physique and resistance are still not comparable to ordinary people.
Otherwise she wouldn't be alive today.
After Lynn handed Superior White Honey to Borch, he walked out of this cave and returned to the previous passage.
They were old acquaintances, one immediately thought of sending a message to his old lover after something happened, while the other received the message and rushed over despite being thousands of miles away...
If something like this happened again, wouldn't it be normal?
Wouldn't it be embarrassing if you were alone?
Lynn doesn't want to be this light bulb.
Anyway, Borch has already promised his reward.
What does it matter if you stay in it or not?
What the witcher didn't expect was...
Not long after he came out.
A small figure also crawled out.
Lynn looked down.
Isn't this the young dragon that Myrgtabrakke protected with its tail earlier?
She didn't know that it was the resolution of the misunderstanding that made her feel relaxed.
It was because Lynn was Vesemir's disciple that she chose to trust him.
He actually let his son come out with him.
At first glance, this young dragon is as big as an ordinary newborn puppy, and its eyes haven't even opened yet.
But she seemed to know that the witcher had no ill intentions towards her.
He limped back and forth a few times against Lynn's trouser legs, and rubbed his little head hard against it.
Lynn The girl's heart melted when she saw this.
So he simply squatted down and picked up the baby dragon.
At first, the young dragon screamed a few times in panic.
But soon she was overwhelmed by Lynn's skillful cat petting techniques, and all she could hear was the purring sound of enjoyment.
Even when the witcher stopped, he would put his little head on the witcher's hand dissatisfiedly, indicating for him to continue.
"This little guy..."
Lynn is also quite helpless.
Who would have thought that such a little guy would take the initiative to get involved in the turbulent situation on the mainland in the future.
After enjoying the game for more than ten minutes, the young dragon had complete trust in Lynn, and he fell asleep peacefully in Lynn's arms.
His belly was also exposed.
At this time, the voice of Borch finally came from inside.
"Lynn Your Excellency, my friend, you can come in."
So Lynn returned to the depths of the dragon's lair.
I saw that Borch had transformed back into human form.
Beside him stood a woman who still had charm.
No need to think about it, this must be the poisoned green dragon Myrgtabrakke from before.
Sure enough, when the woman saw the young dragon lying in the arms of the witcher, sleeping soundly, and seemingly trusting him very much, a strange color flashed in the woman's eyes, and she immediately spoke.
"Sir Lynn, thank you for the White Honey Potion you gave me. I can feel that most of the poison in my body has been resolved. Even if I don't do anything else, I can recover quickly based on my own physique."
"I apologize for doubting you before, and I hope you can understand."