The Possessor of gods Chapter 2

dragon

There is a small mole on the corner of the red-haired beauty's mouth on the exquisite velvet seat. She held her chin with her hand, her tone was lazy and gentle, with an indescribable temptation: "Thank you for your hard work, this matter ends here, go to the doctor. I will let Crowe get the reward you deserve." Sent to you by De. May the goddess protect you from pain."

"Yes, praise the goddess." Knight Caleb covered his eyes with white cloth, put his arms on his chest, saluted, and allowed a maid to lead him away.

Queen Glenda lowered her eyes, and her fingertips dyed red by impatiens twirled her fiery red hair several times before opening her eyes, revealing a pair of lake-like green eyes, looking at the maid standing beside her. Said: "Go and ask His Majesty where he is now? I have something to tell him."

After the maid left in response, Queen Glenda took out a palm-sized mirror from her arms.

This is a gorgeous gold-rimmed mercury mirror. The mirror surface ripples like a lake, and a beautiful face slowly emerges from the water waves. The woman's eyes were closed tightly, she wore a drop-shaped gemstone gold ornament on her forehead, and her seaweed-like long green hair poured down, carrying an indescribable majesty and mystery.

Glenda glanced at the woman and felt her eyes stinging. She quickly lowered her head and did not dare to look again.

She whispered: "It's as you wished."

"Very good. Just go ahead with your original plan and don't worry about her anymore."

"yes."

When there was no more sound in the mirror, Granda raised her head, her expression unpredictable, her eyes as bottomless as a deep pool.

...

The morning light was dim, and there was still a bit of coolness in the air. A graceful and agile deer passed by the roadside. It felt that Sydney had an aura that attracted it, but there was a human town not far away, so it hesitated for a while. But the scent was so charming. After much hesitation, Xiaolu could not resist the temptation and leaned towards Samantha.

The deer circled Sydney twice and nudged her with its plum-shaped horns. Sydney, who was a light sleeper, was suddenly awakened.

That night, Samantha woke up repeatedly, still a little sleepy. Those absurd scenes made her feel uncomfortable all night. But she didn't expect that the first thing she saw in the morning was a small deer.

The little deer leaned his head slightly with some dissatisfaction, staring at Samantha with a pair of big, moist eyes, as if to say: "Why don't you touch me?"

Sydney laughed a little, stretched out her hand and rubbed the deer's head, and then saw it leave with satisfaction.

She lowered the hood on her head, and then there was a sound of flapping wings behind her. Sydney didn't need to look behind her to guess that another little guy snuck up on her and spent the night last night. Where did the bird come from, right?

She stood up, revealing two white rabbits balled up under her cloak. Sydney poked them, and they jumped away in a daze, as if they had just woken up from a dream.

Probably because this body's identity is that of Snow White, Sydney has the innate ability to attract animals. Samantha was used to these things. When she was in the palace before, she was also very popular with the animals. You can often hear the rare nightingale singing a beautiful song at the window.

Samantha shook her cloak very experiencedly, and sure enough, a fish slipped through the net. I saw a small head emerging from the shoulder under the cloak. Oh, it was a little squirrel.

"Come on, little one!" Samantha touched the little squirrel's head with her fingertips, and it immediately retracted its head into its cloak. Sydney fussed with it for a while, then saw it running away with great agility and wagging its big tail.

Sydney stretched a lot, and her originally uncomfortable mood became much better because of these innocent and cute animals. She thought carefully about her situation.

In order to leave the palace, Samantha prepared gems and gold, and secretly exchanged a small amount of the common currency--furrans with others. But she didn't expect that a witch hunt was going on here. This persecution of women, in the history she had studied, did not change until the industrial age with technological upgrading. In this world that is many, many different from her previous one, there is no telling how long it will last.

The lack of information was really fatal. She didn't have the slightest understanding of this during her previous stay in the palace, so she had no preparation. In this situation, people can persecute a woman for various reasons. If you want to impose a crime, why bother? If you rashly show up in a town to buy items, it will probably directly lead to your loss. Sydney scratched her hair in distress and started thinking.

She was thinking carefully and didn't reaLydiae that two figures appeared behind her.

"Well!"

Sydney's vision went dark, and before she lost consciousness, she heard a familiar voice saying: "Let me just say there is a good product here. I saw her yesterday. Humph! I will hide here too." I can find it. I'll definitely get a lot of benefits if I send it to Knight Commander  Calvin later."

...

"Hiss." Samantha touched the back of her head. As expected, it was swollen and a little scarlet.

Sydney is sitting in a cage at this moment, and all the jewelry on her body has been taken away. Fortunately, she didn't have to change her skirt, and she had sewn some jewelry into the skirt just in case.

This is truly a blessing in misfortune. Samantha sighed deeply and looked around. A tall man wearing light armor rode a horse at the front, her own cage was pulled by a horse, and there were four people on the left and right, walking loosely. They do not have uniform clothing, their eyes are cloudy, their behavior is casual and vulgar, and they imply a sinister atmosphere.

Is he a mercenary? Sydney dark lining. Now that he is locked in a cage, with so many people guarding him, and he is very unfamiliar with the surrounding area, it seems that he cannot escape on the road.

"Have you heard that the princess slipped and fell into the water yesterday and died? Tsk, tsk, tsk, she is such a beauty... If you can try it, you will have no regrets in this life." A strong man accompanying him raised his head and stepped across. A sigh of regret.

"Come on, it won't be your turn even if you die. Who are you?" The tall man next to him said without hesitation, and even flattered him, "If anyone really has a chance, it must be Our boss."

The man on horseback glanced back but did not respond.

Samantha saw a long scar on his face, from the upper right corner of his forehead to the left corner of his mouth, as if the knife could split his entire head open if it went further. The man's whole body was full of bloody evil energy, like an unwiped humanoid weapon, ready to cut down everything in front of him.

The tall man chuckled and said no more.

"It's not your turn, you can just take a look." The strong man smacked his lips.

"Don't say that, I suggest you don't even think about it." A man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks said mysteriously: "I heard that Ella from Whitechapel is the one with the best figure and the best touch..."

"Come on, come on, who here doesn't know these things? Come on and get to the point!" A bearded man interrupted him impatiently.

The man was not annoyed when he was interrupted. He laughed twice and said, "That princess--is a witch!"

"Witch?!" Even the people standing further away couldn't help but exclaim.

"No, this is coming from the palace, don't call me nonsense." The monkey-faced man was a little proud, "I heard that if she looks at you, you can no longer see things in your eyes. She can bring diseases. And pain. She can make people die silently..."

Sydney watched them walking, talking with great interest.

If I were this powerful and terrifying, I wouldn't be locked in this cage next to you. The more you talk about it, the more exaggerated it becomes. It has become a myth. Sydney twitched the corners of her mouth and showed a wry smile.

And the chatting hasn’t stopped yet---

"Knight Commander  Calvin asked us to take the people we found to Rensefries Manor. I remember the road there. Is there a path leading to the Blackthorn Forest?"

"I remember something like this happened. You have to be careful not to go the wrong way when the time comes. The road over there is impassable."

"Why is this? When I went to Rensefries Manor a few years ago, there was no such statement."

"I heard that something has taken over there. If someone breaks into his territory, large swaths of black thorns will grow out of thin air, blocking the adventurers' path."

"What if I have to go there?"

"That's not feasible. I heard an adventurer say in the tavern that if you insist on breaking through there and try to cut the thorns blocking the road with a sword, you will be attacked by the crazy thorns, and in severe cases, you will be killed! At night , there will be many scary monsters there, and he managed to escape. "

"It's so dangerous! You really have to be careful and don't go the wrong way. May the God of Light bless His loyal believers and praise the light."

"Praise the light!" everyone said one after another.

After a brief rest at noon, Samantha was also stuffed with two shriveled black breads, which irritated her throat and made it hard to swallow. Sydney tasted the common people's food of this era for the first time, and she felt very unhappy. In fact, the food she ate in the palace was not much better, but at least it was edible.

The team soon reached the fork in the road we talked about before.

Samantha looked up and saw that the two roads looked almost the same, both disappearing far into the forest. If there is any difference, it is probably that one road has many more ruts than the other, while the other road is basically full of footprints.

At this moment, something unexpected happened.

"Everyone run into the woods!" the scarred man yelled, then glanced at Sydney, and added as if he was unwilling but helpless: "Leave that woman alone!"

Before Samantha could reaLydiae what was happening, she saw everyone without any doubts, simply sneaking into the forest, and she and the cage were left alone in the middle of the road.

Huge shadows covered the sky, as if the weather had suddenly changed - heavy rain was coming, and dark clouds were gathering.

Samantha looked toward the sky through the gap in the cage, and a creature she had only heard of in fairy tales came into view.

It's a dragon! ! !

It is like a mountain floating in the clouds. Just looking at it from a distance makes people feel shocked and frightened. They can't help but wonder in their hearts: Is there such a huge creature in this world?

No, that's not right! It's flying here! Samantha's pupils shrank, and an incredible thought came to her mind: This giant dragon was not coming for her, was it? !

In the blink of an eye, the black dragon was approaching, its huge wings brought strong winds, and the surrounding trees couldn't bear it and fell to both sides, making a heart-breaking "squeaking" sound, as if they could hardly withstand the violent impact. Samantha was so scratched that she couldn't open her eyes, her long black hair was flying everywhere, and the heavy iron cage was shaking uncontrollably.

The black dragon's golden vertical pupils stared closely at Sydney, seeming to be thinking about something. Its hard scales reflected a metallic luster.

"Qiang Qiang!"

The iron cage where Sydney was located shook violently, then stabiLydiaed.

Sydney squinted her eyes and raised her head, and saw an extra claw above her head. The tip of the claw flashed with a dangerous cold light, firmly grasping the iron cage. The bottom of the iron cage was already hanging in the air, and the trees and the mercenaries became smaller and smaller. In the end, only a blurry color patch could be seen.

The wind coming from the pavement became moist, and you could even see hazy clouds surrounding it. The wind was still strong and it stung Samantha's face. She only persisted in looking at it for a while before she couldn't help but close her eyes again.

Why was he suddenly kidnapped by a dragon? It can’t be because I have the aura of the protagonist, right?

Samantha thought with some humor: How many times have she read the story of a dragon robbing a princess, but now she really became the protagonist of the story. Quite fresh. Ordinary people have little chance of being carried away by a dragon.

The dragon flew very fast, and it didn't take long for them to reach their destination - a cave, a cave big enough for a dragon to fit in, and full of treasures.

Sydney rubbed her face, which was stiff from the blow, and looked at the most central and most eye-catching place in the cave. There was a hill piled up with all kinds of shiny treasures. The gold, silver and jewelry were dazzling under the light.

Samantha even saw some shining silver armor inside.

[I don’t know if their owners are still alive. 】Sydney couldn't help but think.

[This shouldn’t be a man-eating dragon... right? 】