by Fat Bread
Because he often rubbed the green slime gem, he became pretty skillful at this. His strength and stroke technique were all fine tuned.
Apparently, Yun Xi wasn't just ploughing the air. The White Holy Dragon showed a satisfied look while sleeping and subconsciously swung his long tail on the ground.
The earth and the water were roaring. Due to its huge body, the dragon's petty movements caused one earthquake after another.
"Hello!"
"Hello!"
"Hello!"
Yun Que thought that she must be crazy. She was actually offending a sleeping dragon together with Yun Hai.
Even if the dragon wasn't bloodthirsty and it just rolled over in his sleep, she and Yun Xi would be crushed to death.
Why is Yun Hai so brave? He had stroked the White Holy Dragon's head so many times!
She just watched Yun Xi's behavior, then she imagined his very own 108 methods of death.
Oh, he is still stroking the dragon! He is touching the dragon's horns! Doesn't he know that no dragon would allow any stranger to touch their horns?
To dragons, their horns were like the elves' sharp pointed ears, containing a very special meaning!
Chapter 270: How to Strike Up a Conversation with a Dragon (3)
No matter whether it was the dark elf who lived in the darkness or the forest elf who lived under the sun, elves wouldn't allow any stranger to touch their sharp pointed ears!
Because the ears were some of the elves' most sensitive parts. Even a light touch would let them feel a strong stimulation.
Although Yun Xi had touched Yun Que's ears and some much more private parts, it doesn't mean that Yun Que didn't mind it!
If there had been any other choice, she wouldn't let that shameless, salacious man, Yun Hai, put a finger on her ears or anywhere else for that matter.
In the same way, dragons were even more haughty. Touching their horns was a much more offensive move.
At least, the people who touched an elf's ear had a chance of surviving the elf's deadly chase, but it was even rarer that any being could survive an angry dragon's burning breath.
Not to mention that the White Holy Dragon was of legend rank. Yun Hai was really too foolhardy!
"Gawu!"
Incredibly, Yun Xi's touch didn't provoke the dragon. On the contrary, the dragon emitted a satisfied sound acting like a spoiled child.
Due to the muffled and pleasant dragon roar, circles of ripples were sent across the crystal-clear surface of the water.
Uhm? What happened?
Why haven't you been burned to death?
Yun Que looked at Yun Xi in silent amazement. He was still stroking the dragon's head skillfully and it seemed that the silver dragon was enjoying his strokes, which was really contrary to her common sense.
Isn't it common sense that dragons won't let any stranger touch their heads?
Isn't it strange that Yun Hai hasn't been burned to death by the dragon's roaring flame breath?
Well... this... who... who can fill me in on what is happening?!
"Puff!" Seeing that the sleeping dragon wasn't against his stroking, Yun Xi let out a sigh of relief.
Why did I choose such a dangerous move?
Yun Xi himself also didn't understand it. He just watched the wounds on the sleeping dragon's body and then stroked its head subconsciously.
A person asked a mountain climber, “Why do you like climbing the mountain? Mountain climbing is dangerous and you may lose your life on the way.”
The mountain climber told the person, "Because it's there!"
Why did Yun Xi lend a hand to the wounded White Holy Dragon?
Yun Xi's answer was, "Because I wanted to!"
Although it was a legend ranked being who could even destroy the world, Yun Xi still did it by an irresistible impulse after seeing its wounds.
Even though the dragon was injured, it was still strong enough to squash Yun Xi and Yun Que simply by rolling its body.
"Hellow, good mourning!" (Hello, good morning!)
Yun Que shook with fear looking at Yun Xi's irreverent movements and kept awakening the White Holy Dragon with her "terrible" dragon language.
"It's time to wake up..." Yun Xi felt nervous too. However, as he stroked the dragon's head, he could gradually feel the dragon's emotion.
It seemed that it was very satisfied.
"Gawu!" After spitting several bubbles from its mouth, the White Holy Dragon opened its dreamy eyes again and looked around in confusion.
What happened?
The last scene in its memory was a cold figure.
In front of the giant door, she indifferently looked at it rushing to the door, then drew her frightening sword.
Three strands of ice blue hair fluttered with the wind on her forehead, her sword, which was engraved with an old compass, emitted a frightening aura that could even freeze time and space.
"Leave! You can't get in this world. I won't open the door for you!"
She was the guardian of the door, and a formidable foe who could slaughter a legend ranked dragon easily!
Even knowing that clearly, it didn't stop. Even it knew that it would face the frightening sword, it still wanted to get through the door.
The cold silver sword blade was brandished against the dragon without mercy.
I'm frightened. I'm frightened. For the first time in my life, I'm facing such a cold terror.
I will die. If the sword stabbed into my heart, I would be killed, not just bleeding some blood.
No, I can't die. I must get through the door, because there is a person behind the door who deserves me to risk my life.
For this goal, I won't hesitate to face this frightened guardian of the door!
…
The memories gradually became clear. The silver dragon shook its head.
Now, have I succeeded?
This place was indeed the place it was planning to go. It looked around and saw the huge tree, which had countless branches and roots, sweet scent and warm milky white tree saps. Everything was the same as it had heard.
It had arrived at its destination.
What a long dream it was.
In its dream, it dreamed that it became very small and got acquainted with many kind-hearted human friends.
Then, it fell into sleep unknowingly again.
In its dream, it was stroked by someone gently. It had never had such a warm experience, but it had waited for a very long time that had seemed endless.
"Pa pa?" The White Holy Dragon muttered looking at the strange man floating in front of it.
Yes, he is the man. I smell a familiar scent from his body.
He is the person I was looking for. He has the smell in my old vague memories.
"Hum? How to translate this word?" Yun Xi looked at the dragon in confusion. Dragon language was indeed very difficult, because he didn't even know whether the dragon was talking to him.
"Well, this... even across all god's domains in all languages, it has the same meaning..." Yun Que was sure that the two reduplicated words had the same meaning as what they were in human languages.
"It was calling you... father?"
Yun Que felt absurd, but it was indeed what the White Holy Dragon had said!
"What? No, I'm not!" The perspiration poured down Yun Xi's face.
How can it be possible that I have any relationship with the dragon?!
"Wa ta shi wa, su mi ma se n." The dragon apologized. It also realized that it made a mistake, but it still gazed at Yun Xi with a strange look.
"Well, this sentence means 'Sorry, I had just woken up and was still pretty much out of it'." Yun Que let out a sigh of relief. As expected, it was just a mistake! Fortunately, it seemed that the dragon was easy to speak with.
For the current results, Yun Hai's behavior had been right!
Chapter 271: Her Name
"Nice to meet you. I'm the Water God's Apostle, Yun Hai." Yun Xi reorganized his mood and looked at Yun Que with expe
ctations in his eyes. After all, Yun Que was the one who understood dragon language. He had to rely on her.
"Hello, his name is Yun Hai..." Yun Que looked at the silver dragon and translated for Yun Xi with sweat all over her forehead.
Undoubtedly, if she graded her translation, it was below grade.
To her who always strived for perfection, this fact was totally insufferable.
If she knew that dragon language would suddenly become so important at this moment, she would have tried harder to learn it in the past.
Unfortunately, it was too late to regret, besides, as a language, dragon language was just too difficult. Even though her dragon language wasn't any better than a baby dragon’s, but in the Ten Leaves Alliance, her level of dragon language was within the top ten.
"How do you do?" The White Holy Dragon froze for a while, then greeted Yun Xi and Yun Que. As a lady dragon, she was courteous.
But... why does this person's dragon language sound so strange? The silver dragon wondered in her heart. Did he not study hard, just like I myself?
In fact, it was shameful that the silver dragon wasn't good at dragon language. Amongst all dragons of her age, her dragon language was probably the worst.
Not all dragons are good at dragon language and dragon magics. For example, she was a dragon who was not familiar with dragon language and dragon magics and was only good at close combat that she inherited from her bloodline.
"Nice to meet you too..." More perspiration poured down from Yun Que's forehead.
Oh damn it! Yun Hai, what trouble have you brought to me! My dragon language must be flawed in the eyes of a real dragon.
To Yun Que, she liked to have everything under her control. Now she had to speak to a real dragon using her flawed dragon language... what a shameful punishment!
She didn't want to do it but had to continue. Normally, she wouldn't put herself in such a dilemma... everything is Yun Hai's fault!
Yes, I'm not wrong. It's all due to that bastard who even dared to touch the dragon's head!
"Nice... to meet... hello." The White Holy Dragon answered lacking in self-confidence. Most dragons could speak dragon language naturally, but not her. She was a dragon who didn't even have a bit of language aptitude.
Although she had also tried to learn dragon language, but when she looked at the complicated phonetic notations and the required unpronounceable pronunciations, she always felt a pain in her head.
Yun Que wasn't good at dragon language because human vocal cords were inherently unsuited for dragon language. However, the White Holy Dragon was only slightly better than Yun Que, because she could say simple sentences such as "I'm fine today", "I will be fine tomorrow" and "My uncle's name is Wang".
Their understanding about dragon language was really "half to half".
"Sorry for waking you up..." Looking at Yun Que and the White Holy Dragon, Yun Xi felt that something was wrong.
Regardless of Yun Que, why does the dragon also look so nervous? Isn't it a real holy dragon?
At any rate, the White Holy Dragon looked very nervous, as if it was a poor student who had to take a test, it looked so embarrassed making Yun Xi want to stroke its head.
"Sorry... urusaii! Urusaii! Urusaii!" Yun Que was so embarrassed that she wanted to die.
Unfamiliar syllables, complicated word construction, unintelligible syntaxes... dragon language was such a damned language to speak. Anyway, dragon language was too difficult! She was an assassin, not a scholar, how could she learn it well?! Her dragon language was already better than 99% of the dragon language translators, what else could she do?!
"Luo luo, dragon, luo luo..." The White Holy Dragon also wanted to cry. Her dragon language was bad, and due to this, she didn't realize that Yun Que's dragon language was bad too. Her eyes swum in tears because she couldn't keep pretending.
This human's dragon language is very good! Anyway, as a real dragon, her pronunciation is more standard than mine!
"Oh... cough..." Yun Xi looked at them and understood the reason.
They... aren't their facial expressions too obvious? Even I have realized it. Are they not good at dragon language?
Although Yun Xi didn't know dragon language at all, but he knew it shouldn't sound tongue-tied and desultory. It sounded as if they were holding sugar in their mouths while talking.
"Is it ok to stop using dragon language?" Yun Xi thought that he should help them get out of the dilemma since he had seen through to the truth.
"Ok!" The White Holy Dragon let out a sigh of relief. Finally, I don't have to pretend that I understand dragon language. It was really too hard!
"Hum? Err... oh! Good, very good..." Yun Que first looked at the dragon stunned, then realized something and stared at Yun Xi fiercely.
Since the dragon can speak the standard common language of all god's domains, don't let me be the dragon language translator! Did you do it on purpose, Yun Hai?!
"I'm the Water God's Apostle, Yun Hai."
"I'm the Water God's Apostle, Yun Que."
After they finally stopped speaking dragon language, they quickly identified their positions.
"I'm the White Holy Dragon, Mumu Salabert ##$%%& Asha." The White Holy Dragon told them her true name, which was so complicated that no human could repeat it. Incidentally, her name was the only complicated dragon language she could speak.
Mumu is her nickname, "##$%%&" which can't be pronounced in human language is her Real Name Imprinting, and Asha was given by the Dragon God, which means that she is blessed by the supreme Dragon God.
"Mumu Salabert..." Yun Xi only remembered the first part of her name. No wonder it’s a dragon's name!
"Is it alright to tell us your real name?" As an elite of the Ten Leaves Alliance, Yun Que knew the special usage of a dragon's real name.
If she could remember this name, it would be equal to obtaining a key of opening the door of dragon magic.
The mages in Western God's Domain are always willing to pay anything for obtaining a real dragon's name!
"It doesn't matter. I allow you to use my name."
Chapter 272: His Smell
"Because I like your smells." The White Holy Dragon, Mumu Salabert stole a glance at Yun Xi.
To be more precise, she liked the light smell on Yun Xi's body. It was so mature, stable, soft and warm, perfectly tallying with the "father's smell" in her imagination.
When she was small, she often asked her mom who her father was.
"He was an indecisive and soft hearted man, and he didn't know how to refuse other people's requests."
"He had a gentle nature, but also liked to play tricks sometimes."
"If to say anything extraordinary, he is the best lover in the whole universe!"
"Therefore, I want to own him and become his 'only one'. He is my most precious treasure."
"I won't let anyone share my treasure. No one can take him away!"
She clearly remembered that when her mom talked about her father, her mom always smiled and didn't feel resentment for being abandoned.
Her mother never forgot her father and always looked for him.
She had the same emotion too. She wanted to see her father again.
While she was sleeping just now, she felt a stroking from her father.
She had never had the experience of being stroked by her father. However, she felt that if her father hadn't gone, the feeling of her father's hand should be the same as this.
Of course, she knew that this man couldn't be her father. Her father was super strong and even stronger than her mother. Her father was blessed by infinite stars, so he couldn't be so weak.
However, she still liked the feeling of Yun Xi's hand. Even if it was just an accident, she still wanted to experience that feeling again.
It's strange. Why do I remember I have experienced a similar embrace not long ago...
Oh, my head aches!
Something should have happened after I broke through the door in the void, but
I don't remember anything.
I can remember the ice blue haired guardian of the door and her invincible sword, but... maybe I was badly hurt and even lost a part of my memories.