PFC Chapter 360 Dragon's Commission
Chapter 360 Dragon's Commission
The black dragon woke up from his sleep, his eyes slightly opened, and his thin vertical pupils were reflected in gold by the World Tree above his head.
The eye looked quietly ahead. Several elven children crossed the guardrail set up for him and were approaching him cautiously.
——It’s so annoying!
Zephyrion closed his eyes again.
"He's still sleeping." There was a rustling sound, and several children had already come to Zephirion's side.
Zephirion sneered in his heart.
"He's pressed the ground so hard that no grass grows here." Another boy holding the ball muttered angrily.
Because the vines that transport energy spread from here to all directions, it is almost always as bright as day under the World Tree, and little goblins shuttle back and forth. This place used to be a favorite paradise for children, but now it has been occupied by this black dragon for a long time. The children have gradually lost their patience and become bolder.
"He has been lying here for so many days, will he die?" a childish girl's voice sounded.
——I won’t die even if you get old and all your teeth fall out!
Zephirion opened one eye irritably, and his huge pupil met the little girl who was bending over to look at him, and they both startled each other.
"Get out! Didn't your adults teach you not to disturb me?!" Zephirion now felt that all the little devils were equally annoying.
As it turned out, these kids were quite tough and were not scared away by the vicious Black Dragon. The little girl who had just spoken secretly even pursed her lips in dissatisfaction.
“This was originally our place…”
"Your place?" Zephyrion opened his other eye and started arguing with the child who was not even as tall as his knee.
"We've been playing football here--"
"I was born here!" Zephirian seemed more energetic than before. "This is my place, you were not born yet!"
The little girl looked unhappy - her mother was lying, how could he be a wise and great hero!
But the attraction of playing was too great, and even after he scolded the children, they were still reluctant to leave the open space. After gathering together and chattering for a long time, they actually started playing next to him.
Zephyrion: ...Who told you to ignore me? !
"Lord Zephirion is not as fierce as my father said." Two kids actually started chatting next to him.
"My dad once threatened me that if I didn't behave, he would throw me to the dragons." A boy laughed and was not afraid at all.
Zephirion could no longer tolerate these lawless brats, and swallowed the one with the brightest smile in front of him into his mouth.
The boy who was chatting with him was stunned for three seconds, and then let out a heart-wrenching high-frequency scream.
"Dragons eat elves!"
A group of children ran away screaming.
Zephyrion closed his eyes and lay back down.
The world is finally clean.
…………
"Lord Zephirion." Seran had a headache when she was called over. She looked at the black dragon in front of her and admired how Fustwin had tolerated him.
"--Spit it out." Seran's voice was weak.
The black dragon turned his head.
"They won't dare to disturb you again in the future..." Seran advised in a gentle voice.
"What the hell is wrong with you--" Black Dragon muttered.
"What?" Ms. Seran looked puzzled.
"Ha--bah!" The black dragon finally spat out the elf cub in his mouth. The child was soaking wet and started crying as soon as he landed on the ground. His parents covered his mouth and took him away.
"It seems that you have recovered well." Seran looked at the family going away speechlessly, thinking about how to comfort and compensate them later.
The priests have taken the sap of the World Tree and made a potion to wash Lord Zephirion's wounds. The World Tree is the foundation of this continent and the birthplace of the Mother Goddess, so it itself also contains the power of law.
Unexpectedly, although Lord Zephirion no longer continued to collapse and disintegrate like before, he was still recovering slowly. There was some power that even the sap of the World Tree could not eliminate.
This made the elven priests very concerned, but they didn't know how to deal with it.
"You are the king now, right?" Seran was still thinking to himself when he heard the black dragon asking him.
"No, I just took up a seat at the round table." Seran came back to his senses and explained modestly.
What a hassle—Zephilion thought to himself, but still spoke honestly, "Then you must be very smart."
Before Seran could deny it, he quickly said, "I, I need you to do me a favor."
There are many things that he can't figure out these days. Fustwin was right. Maybe he should read more books...
But perhaps, he can also choose to give up thinking, ask others for help, and borrow other people's brains.
Isn’t this what that person said, the power of friendship?
He looked at the elf in front of him and immediately felt much more comfortable with it. "We are friends, right?"
"Uh, my pleasure?"
"I am willing to grant you this honor." Zephyrion raised his head and put it on again.
"There is a human girl. I hope you can help me find out where she came from..."