"Oops."

With red and white hair, the face of the faceless leader wearing a mask suddenly changed.

He did not expect that the white dragon Vesselion would come back so quickly. Based on their intelligence, Vesselion shouldn't have returned so early.

"quick!"

"escape!"

Immediately, the head of the faceless spoke in a hurry, the tacit understanding between the faceless was very deep, needless to say, everyone knew what to do now, and fled in an instant.

Although a juvenile dragon is just a juvenile, they can't provoke them.

Vesselion's length and weight lost to Bellerion, but he still had a length of more than ten meters, flying in the sky like a floating island, its figure obscured the sky, and its roar shook the sky.

Vesselion's figure swooped down from a distance, and the faceless underneath instantly scattered like birds and beasts, fleeing in all directions of the woods, using the dense trees as a cover, trying to distract Vesselion's attention.

However, they were greeted by the overwhelming dragon flames pouring down.

Rumble

A fierce fire fell from the sky and hit the ground, like cutting a piece of cake, dividing the lush woods in half, and a great fire blazed in an instant.

The white-gold dragon Vesselion was furious. It only left the dragon's den for a short period of time. The younger generations it cared for were attacked by humans. This made Vesselion feel a strange shame and released his own heart. anger.

A faceless man was running at high speed while turning his head to look at the sky because the dragon was staring at him.

Immediately seeing the dragon flame spit out was like a trick, the clothes on his body collapsed suddenly and fell to the ground with a crash, but the person under the clothes disappeared without a trace.

In the next second, the dragon flames falling from the sky poured down, madly impacting the ground and burning the clothes to ashes.

"what-"

At the same time, a faceless person with an unknown code name let out a scream in the turbulent dragon flames.

All his clothes, including the human skin on his face, melted. The high temperature caused his skin to lose moisture instantly and become dry and cracked. His breathing caused his lungs to burn, followed by flesh and bones.

Burning to death is one of the most painful punishments in the world. Even if the faceless person still cannot bear it, he fell in shock amidst the screams of pain and completely turned into a burning corpse.

However, all this is not over yet, Vesselion's anger has not yet been vented.

Phoo~

It was flapping its wings violently, flying fast in the depths of the imperial forest close to the canopy of the tree, looking for the missing silver nugget.

He hadn't found the whereabouts of the captured silver young dragon, and immediately let out a low roar.

"Ho..."

Then again spit the dragon flame toward the ground.

Rumble

The earth was trembling, and the dragon flames falling from the sky continued to divide the woods. The roar from the sky spread far, and the skyrocketing fire and thick smoke alarmed more soldiers of the Royal Forest Guard patrolling nearby.

A knight dressed as a nobleman was followed by several soldiers of the Targaryen family, all of them bearing the coat of arms of the three-headed fire dragon.

One of the soldiers was stunned when he saw the anger of the dragon, and then asked in horror.

"Sir Duran, what happened to the dragon?"

And the brown-haired, aristocratic knight with a scar on his face, who was called Sir Duran, looked tense at the scene of Vesselion's wanton anger in the distance, and then spoke in a low voice.

"This is someone who has angered the dragon..."

"Hurry up and notify the princess!"

Sir Durand is one of the many new prolific knights emerging from the Targaryen family.

He was an Andal warrior who served in the First Legion, fought against the Dothraki attack and was canonized as a knight, and obtained several fertile fields as fiefdoms.

"clear!"

The soldier heard his words and reacted. Her Royal Highness was able to control the dragon. At this time, she had to notify Daenerys to calm the dragon.

Then several soldiers hurriedly turned their horses' heads and urged the horses to go straight to Pantos along the avenue.

Sir Duran turned his head and looked at the depths of the dense forest. His complexion gradually became serious. The scars on his face became a bit twisted, and his brown hair fluttered in the wind. Then he turned over and got off his horse, pressing one hand on the sword. Handle.

Cang...

The sound of metal rubbing sounded, and he slowly drew the long sword from his waist, holding the hilt in one hand, holding the long sword, and walking cautiously into the woods.

He smelled the smell of blood in the air...

As a soldier's instinctive sixth sense, he had a bad feeling, so he ordered his men to go to Pantos for help and mobilize the army, while he went to explore the imperial forest alone.

Sir Duran can be regarded as a veteran who has followed Veserys for a long time, and has joined the Targaryen army since the time of Andalus.

In addition, he was later assigned the duty of patrolling the imperial forest, so he has some understanding of dragons.

Vesselion's temperament is very good and he will not get angry at will, so it must be someone or something that has angered him before he can do such a thing.

rustle...

The footsteps in the forest sounded, and then he found the bodies of many patrolling soldiers on the edge of the imperial forest.

They fell to the spot in a hurry, with obvious injuries on their bodies. It can be seen that they were killed by the sword.

"Someone broke into the imperial forest, it seems that they angered the dragon."

Seeing this scene before him, the man with a scar on his face sank slightly.

At this moment, there was a sudden rush of footsteps in front of him, and the eyes of Sir Duran, who was wearing armor, suddenly condensed.

"Um?"

"who?"

He squeezed the hilt of the sword in his hand, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com put in a defensive posture, ready to share with the visitors.

But Sir Duran did not expect that a red feathered dart flew from the side, penetrating the gap between the trees in the dense forest and stabbing him accurately in the neck.

puff-

The red feathers trembled slightly, and the venom of the aconite grass instantly eroded Sir Duran's blood vessels and made his body numb.

The man with a scar on his face was covering his neck, his face was unbelievable, and then his body collapsed and fell on the ground with a plop.

Then a faceless man with red and white hair in a black robe and mask walked out of the woods.

He panted in embarrassment, and his other companion, dragging a sturdy young dragon that had been **** in a net bag, walked in front of Sir Duran's eyes.

Aconite is very poisonous but it has not taken his life yet, it just numbs his body, but it is also unable to move. He can only watch the opponent leave, quietly waiting for the passing of life.

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