The weather on the second day was surprisingly hot. The sun finally tore off its gentle appearance and showed its violent side to the world. The entire earth is being roasted mercilessly, and all creatures are looking for a shady corner to live in.

Even on the Fengduo River, which is flowing slowly, the cool river breeze of the past is no longer there, and there is always a heat filling the river surface. The calm river is now like a mirror, reflecting the dazzling sunlight again, and the double light stings the eyes of passers-by. A large amount of river water was evaporated, forming a hazy mist. They wrap around the ships that pass by, and a sweltering feeling ensues.

The little angel Soka was the one most affected. She had been out of breath since the morning and lay weakly on the deck motionless. The wings that usually fly in the air now flutter feebly only when they are blown by the hot wind. She shrugged her eyes, her fresh little tongue hanging out, and gasped "hehehehe".

"This day is really abnormal." Van Dijk said: "Originally, this time should be a cool and rainy season. But this year it has become so hot. I don't know what is wrong with the sun." He pointed at Sokka and said to Vincent Said: "Vincent, the sunshine outside makes it difficult for me to open my eyes. Go and bring Soka into the cabin. Otherwise, she will be burned out."

The mage nodded and came to the deck. Even if it was white outside, it would have no effect on his special eyes. However, the scorching sun was like sharp arrows shot out, penetrating the mage's robe and leaving a stinging burn on his skin.

"Ice cone!" Waving the powerful staff, deliberately reducing the power of the magic, Vincent spread a layer of ice on the deck of the ship. Little Soka trembled. She raised her head with difficulty, looked at the mage walking over, and tried hard to count Vincent's number. In her eyes, her brother in black robe is like the sun in the sky and the big trees on the shore, always swinging back and forth, one becomes two, and two becomes four, which makes people feel dizzy.

"Soka, when did you run out?" Vincent gathered the angel's wings and picked her up easily, "The sun is so fierce, why don't you stay in the cabin?"

"Brother Vincent, I...I don't know either." Sokka said tremblingly : "At night, I suddenly wanted to see the sun. I'm afraid I won't be able to see it again."

"Silly girl, she must have had a nightmare ." Vincent quickly handed Soka to Van Dijk: "Uncle, I think she has a bit of heatstroke. Please take her in quickly."

"Okay." The old sailor hurriedly brought the little guy into the cabin, and then went to the river to get a bucket of water to cool down Sokka.

"Wait a minute." Vincent chanted a spell to the bucket: "Freezing ray!" Cyan light shot into the water, and a layer of frost quickly emerged. "It's too hot to stay here all the time. I'm going to sail. It might be better to ride the wind."

Van Dijk nodded. He had taught Vincent how to sail the sailboat yesterday, and now he only needed to focus on taking care of the feverish little angel. Although Vincent can use strange spells and his companions have beautiful wings, these things make the old sailor feel strange, but he has watched Vincent grow up and has already understood Vincent's character. He has the trust of a family member.

The Shell slowly left the shore, but did not raise its sails. Vincent controlled the rudder of the boat and prepared to go down the river. The river wind facing him finally relieved the heat on the boat and breathed a breath of fresh air into everyone's dry lungs.

"Mage, what do you think of the weather?" Ida Eagle Head asked.

"The three of you have been quite nourished under the scorching sun." Vincent looked at the red marks on their skin and said deliberately: "Druids are indeed able to adapt to all natural changes."

"No! That's not the case." Yingshou shook his head: "This kind of abnormal weather is not the will of nature."

"What could that be? Druid friends?" Vincent controlled the rudder and briskly passed the passenger ships that looked lazy under the scorching sun.

"God! My mage friend." Eagle Head said: "Those gods always regard mortals as their playthings. This kind of heat can only be the gods showing off their power. Only mother nature will treat his children gently. , she will use cool rain and pleasant wind to take away the violence of the scorching sun to comfort these poor creatures on the earth."

Vincent naturally didn't believe what Druid said. In fact, any person of faith can explain this intense heat in a way that suits their beliefs, and they can find the explanation that best suits their beliefs. Other "pagans" may be responsible for such unpleasant things, and oneself is the only means to solve the dilemma.

As a mage, Vincent only believes in himself and what he can do. He only thinks with his own eyes and brain and is never at the mercy of others. Mages neither place their hopes on gods, nor do they think that the power of faith can save everything. They just believe that clues of what will happen in the future can be found in the events they have experienced.

"Druids, don't you want to ask about dragons?" Vincent was unwilling to discuss the topic of natural beliefs with these druids, so he said: "Now is a good time."

"I just want to know, how do you mages control the dragons? What are their weaknesses?" Yingshou looked at Vincent and asked.

Hearing this question, Vincent frowned. If he had some doubts about these druids at the beginning, his doubts were even stronger now. Generally speaking, druids live a poor life in the jungle or mountains. They never keep those rare gems or precious metals, and they rarely even make powerful magic tools. Unless they invade the dragon's territory, the dragons generally will not take the initiative to trouble these natural allies, let alone bring the idea of plundering collectibles to this group of people. The three people in front of me all have good transformation abilities. They should be experienced druids. It is impossible that they don't know such simple common sense.

The most suspicious thing is that they asked the mages about their biggest secrets as soon as they came up . Regarding the issue of signing a covenant with the dragon, it was a pioneering work of the ancient great arcane masters . This extremely confidential document is still preserved in the tightly guarded tower of the Mage Association. Even after a thousand years, the number of mages has dropped sharply, but no force still dares to underestimate the Mages Association, which is closely related to this "Dragon Agreement". Priests or druids of all faiths know that this is the greatest secret of mages. How could he not be suspicious if he asked questions related to this right from the start ?

Vincent looked at the eagle head and felt that he didn't look like a fool. But why would he ask such a stupid question? Is he covering up or pretending? The mage thought for a while and said: "I have always been a little strange, how did you druids get related to the dragon?"

"This matter is more troublesome to talk about." Yingshou's expression seemed to be relieved. Vincent always felt like he always wanted to change the subject. The mage feels that there is still a big mystery hidden in the so-called purpose of "solving" the dragon's troubles as soon as possible.

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"We just live quietly in the mountains, blending peacefully with nature." Ida said slowly, "But one day..."

When he said this, he seemed to have been hit hard in the chest and bent over in pain. He said shakily: "I feel it. Dragon! Evil dragon!"

Vincent frowned, looking at the druid's artificial performance. With the clairvoyance ability of the Eye of Insight, the mage can easily see the physical condition of the druid. Not to mention the attack on the chest, there was no trace of injury on Ida Yingshou's body.

"Now that the evil dragon is here, I advise you to run away quickly." Vincent was already too lazy to talk to the group of people and said with a smile: "I don't have the ability to protect you from the so-called dragon."

"I'm not lying to you!" Eagle Head shouted. At this time, his two brothers quickly turned into eagles and quickly flew into the sky.

Vincent's eyes followed the two departing druids and looked up into the sky, and then he noticed an unusual little black dot flying quickly towards the direction of the ship in the dazzling sunlight. He focused his eyes and looked at the thing carefully.

"Uncle, no matter what happens, don't come out!" Vincent shouted loudly into the cabin, and then looked at the eagle sitting next to him: "Tell me! Why did you anger the dragon and it actually followed you? Are you here?"

"We...didn't..." Yingshou panted and tried to speak, but always seemed unable to do so.

"Hmph!" Vincent looked at this crappy actor with contempt. The shadow of the dragon in the sky is getting bigger and bigger. Even throwing these druids into the water now can't get rid of the ship's relationship with them. This time it is considered implicated. Vincent just hoped that the dragon that landed was older and could remember the covenant made thousands of years ago and would not attack the mage randomly.

When the dragon landed next to the ship, Vincent changed his mind. From his point of view, if this dragon could be younger and he had not even heard of the arcanist 's covenant, that would be what he looked forward to most. The giant dragon holding the bodies of the two Ida brothers in its hands was covered with yellow scales, and a bunch of fluttering beards hung on its chin. Vincent held his forehead, cursing his bad luck.

"It turned out to be a brass dragon."

"Wow! It's such a beautiful boat. The white sails and the yellow hull match perfectly. Even the name 'Shell' seems very appropriate. The only bad thing is that there are some garbage-like things on this boat. .Hmph! How can you, a running druid, really leave my sight? I have thousands of years of experience in dealing with little things like you! Okay, hurry up and hand over what you stole? I don't I am willing to use my big paws to dig through the place where you hide your things."

A sound like a roaring mountain and a tsunami came towards the mage along with the droplets. Fortunately, the hygiene habits of this brass dragon were not bad, otherwise the huge bad breath would have made the young mage feel dizzy. According to the information Vincent has come across, this kind of dragon is very kind in nature. They are as helpful as the golden dragon with a similar color; but at the same time, they also have a terrible living habit. This characteristic is deeply imprinted on the brass dragon . Deep down - all these dragons like to listen to stories and chat with others crazily.

The mage took a step back and slowly moved toward the cabin. A kind-hearted dragon like this usually doesn't destroy things. It will definitely leave after it gets the item it wants. The most terrifying thing now is to be entangled by the nagging Brass Dragon .

Vincent's movement caught the dragon's attention, and his window-sized pupils instantly spotted this human in black robes. The dragon threw the two Ida brothers, who were all bruised and bruised, next to their elder brother, and put its huge head close to the mage, observing carefully.

Vincent looked nervously at the dragon in front of him, measuring the difference between its teeth and his own height. Although the Brass Dragon did not exert its terrifying power to frighten the hearts of those around him, the difference in size was enough to make Vincent feel a huge threat.

"I smell the breath of the mage, the breath of magic from you." The Brass Dragon suddenly grinned, and a thunderous "haha" laughter came from its huge mouth. "It's been a long time since I've seen a mage. I really miss the old days. People who know strange spells always have rich and colorful stories. They can tell me them for days without repeating them! I used to remember them when I was a child. I once had a conversation with a mage named... named Cassus. He was really a lovely man. Now that I think about it, I still miss that time. It's a pity that his life was too short. Although other Dragons always say that mages use magic to force us to serve them, but I still want to go back in time, to the days when I was with the mages."

"Oh." Vincent answered Long's tirade with one word.

"I said, little guy, why are the number of mages so small now? I woke up from my deep sleep a while ago and looked for mages everywhere, but there was no one in several towers. Originally, I was very grateful to you. The druid woke me up to save me from sleeping in the world while I was dozing off, but I didn't expect it to be such a boring world. While I was chasing the three guys, I also wanted to find a few people to chat with. But People today are not as brave as they used to be. They are frightened when they see a giant dragon. I didn’t do anything. Think about the past era of arcanists, we could easily blend in with humans..."

The eagle's head was pinned down by his two younger brothers, making him weak. He raised his head with difficulty, looked at Vincent, and said tremblingly: "Mage! This dragon will cast a spell on you, and you will be like me, tortured forever! If you don't kill it, you will meeting……"

"Shut up! Traitor!" The Brass Dragon 's "expression" suddenly became serious: "There are many evils in the world, and stealing and cheating are the most despicable among them. Hand over what you stole, and I will consider what you deserve. punishment.”

"No! Absolutely impossible!" Yingshou seemed to gain strength all of a sudden and pushed away the two people pressing on his body: "Even if I destroy you, I won't let you get what you want!"

He yanked out a black stone from his arms. For a moment, the surrounding temperature seemed to be sucked in by it, and the light dimmed. Vincent gripped the staff tightly, and a huge suction force made him unsteady. His normal vision could clearly see the heart-shaped black crystal stone, but his insightful eyes could not see anything.

"Let's destroy it together!" Yingshou slammed the stone towards the ground.

"No!" The brass dragon's huge claws stretched out, but it was impossible to catch the falling stone. A huge hole was pierced through Yingshou's body, and gushing blood flowed down the dragon's scales. But there was a smile on his face. He seemed to see the stone being smashed, and the huge force destroyed everything around him.

Black stones sank into the ship's deck as if they had fallen into soft mud. It bounced twice on the "soft" wood and rolled to the mage's feet.

Vincent's left hand left the surface of the boat and picked up the stone . He looked at Ida's eagle head, which was gradually dying, with an expressionless face. The stone in his hand seemed to have suddenly lost its manic power and lay quietly in the mage's hand.

　　The brass dragon put the dead and two injured druids on the shore and turned to look at Vincent. It said: "Mage, thank you for your help. The Archdruid will remember the friendship you showed today. Now you can..."

Having said this, it suddenly stared blankly at Vincent's arm, and that golden arm suddenly brought back his memories of long ago. The brass dragon showed a happy smile, and the joy from the bottom of his heart filled its face.

"I suddenly had a better idea." The brass dragon laughed and squirmed. Vincent watched in surprise as the huge dragon in front of him became as tall as him, and a handsome young human stood in front of him.

"My name is Sisay, and I am a bard." The transformed man from the Brass Dragon said, "Do you still have any free rooms on the ship..."

Vincent looked at "Xisai" who was grinning from ear to ear, and he always felt like he had fallen into some kind of trap. He hurriedly handed the stone in his hand to the brass dragon : "It's better to take this thing back quickly."

Sisai shook his head and said to the mage: "Actually, it is most appropriate to put it with you. As a dragon that has lived for a long time, I will not lie to you." He looked around and saw changes out of thin air. He took out a set of balalaikas commonly used by bards and put them at hand, and said excitedly: "When will the ship sail?"

Vincent finally resisted the urge to throw the stone into the water, and kept telling himself, "The guy opposite is a huge brass dragon, and his strength is not as strong as this human appearance shows."

Seeing that Vincent had no reaction, Xisai jumped into the helmsman's position. He couldn't wait to say: "Master, let's go quickly. The sun is really too hot. Even I can't stand it. If we drive the boat quickly, the wind on our face will make everyone feel much more comfortable. I said , don’t stand still there!”

Vincent always had a feeling that he was definitely in big "trouble".