kvmb Chapter 143: The Steel Dragon Attacks, and the Protagonists of All Time Appear
Chapter 143: The Steel Dragon Attacks, and the Protagonists of All Time Appear
"Little brother, this is your first time in East Dorma, right? In our place, whenever the bell rings, the wind is the Steel Dragon, the scorching sun is the Flame King or the Flame Queen, the earthquake is the Old Mountain Dragon or the Fortress Crab, and the thick fog is the Mist Dragon."
The one who gave Link some common sense was the handsome businessman father. Link remembered that his name was Lloyd.
"Really? Then the one that attacked this time was a steel dragon."
Listening to the increasingly strong sound of the wind in his ears, Link nodded thoughtfully.
"Yes, this steel dragon attacks East Dorma almost every few years. We are used to it."
The strong wind blew Lloyd's blond hair, forcing him to put down his hand to hold down the gentleman's hat on his head to prevent it from being blown away. Not to mention, it looked quite handsome to run like this.
He doesn’t look like a businessman.
His retired hunter wife was not slow either. She was wearing high heels, holding up the hem of her skirt with both hands, and walking briskly, which fits the image of a dual-blade hunter very well.
These two were made for each other.
The group followed the bearded captain's steps, and their footsteps echoed in the city streets.
Finally, they came to a shelter that looked sturdy.
The shelter has a heavy appearance, and its walls are made of huge stones with airtight gaps that can withstand any external invasion.
They arrived just as the door was slowly closing, and led by the captain, they filed in. The half-open door closed completely behind them with a dull and firm sound.
The interior of the shelter is spacious and bright, with many oil lamps hanging on the high vaulted ceiling. Their light dances in the air, illuminating every corner.
This is a temporary shelter for those who don't have time to return home.
When Link arrived here, he found that there were hundreds of people gathered in this shelter, standing in groups of three or five in the spacious indoor hall.
The noisy sounds intertwined together, and for a moment it seemed as if hundreds of maru birds were chirping in Link's ears, making him want to chop someone.
"Okay, we're safe now. Next, we just need to wait for the guild's master hunter to repel the steel dragon, and then we can get out."
Lloyd took off his hat, and his wife reached out to help him tidy up his hair that was messed up by the wind, gently and virtuously.
"Ahahahaha!!"
The little girl, Anya, was riding a matsutake mushroom and running around the hall, looking extremely happy.
"Really? A master hunter?"
"I wonder if Instructor Ni Tai has also been dispatched."
Speaking of master hunters, Link couldn't help but think of his mentor.
Even Huoya and Shuiyun in the village are master hunters. Needless to say, Ni Tai, who used to be the village instructor, must also be a master hunter.
——The dividing line of the master’s slacking off——
"Ah, this is so troublesome. Why don't one of you go and kill the Steel Dragon? Every time it peels off its skin, it comes to us and asks us to help with scraping. I'm getting annoyed."
There was silence in the dark room. The only light came from a swaying oil lamp in the corner, casting mottled shadows.
A man with a black scarf covering the lower half of his face was half lying on a tattered chair with his legs casually placed on the table, looking a little lazy.
His eyes were deep and unfathomable, revealing a barely perceptible light through the gaps in the black scarf.
There was a heavy atmosphere in the room. Apart from the man, the other people in the room were either standing or sitting, behaving in different ways.
"Don't talk nonsense, Ni Tai, that's an ancient dragon, it's not that easy to kill."
The person who spoke was a middle-aged man who was standing upright by the window, holding a katana in his arms.
His voice was deep and powerful, revealing an unquestionable authority.
The man's eyes were as sharp as a knife, as if he could look through the window at the raging wind in the distance.
His clothes were simple, but every stitch and thread looked exquisite. The handle of the sword was wrapped with fine lines, revealing that its owner was of extraordinary status.
A strong wind blew past the window, causing the window frames to creak.
The man's words echoed in the dark room, breaking the previous silence.
He seemed displeased with Ni Tai's rash remarks, but he also had a deep understanding of Gu Long's power.
Ni Tai, the man covered with a black scarf, put down his crossed legs upon hearing this. His body leaned forward slightly, and a new tense atmosphere spread between the two of them.
The oil lamp in the room continued to sway, casting their interlaced light and shadows, and this conversation about the ancient dragon had just begun.
Hearing the words of the sword hunter, Ni Tai's expression became strange.
"Ancient dragon? Who here hasn't killed an ancient dragon? You, you, you, you, and me, haven't we killed enough ancient dragons? Look at the equipment and weapons we have. Which one hasn't used the blood of ancient dragons?"
Ni Tai raised his finger and pointed at the hunters present one by one, making them look away in embarrassment.
It was indeed as Ni Tai said, every master hunter present had a record of killing or fighting against ancient dragons.
Ancient dragons also have strong and weak ones. The strong ones can destroy cities and destroy countries, while the weak ones can be pinned to the ground and hit by two punches from the golden lion.
It was just a young steel dragon that often came to Dondorma to remove rust. Anyone present could kill it with a knife in less than half an hour.
The reason we don't kill it is just to protect the ecological balance.
"So, whoever gets to get rid of it this year, hurry up, or the clothes I've hung out to dry will be blown dry by the wind."
This time the person who spoke was the man sitting in the corner, with a heavy shield and a shiny spear beside him.
The armor on his body carries the unique salty and humid smell of the ocean, but one can still see its original exquisiteness and durability.
His skin has a healthy bronze color due to being exposed to the sea breeze for a long time.
He spoke slowly, his voice carrying the roughness and honesty unique to people from the seaside fishing village.
"Anyway, it wasn't me. I was the one who went there last time. This steel dragon was too weak to withstand a beating. I hit it with my shield and it fell to the ground, exposing its neck in front of me. I wanted to chop it but didn't dare to."
A heavy and hoarse voice sounded at the door, breaking the silence in the room, and Ni Tai immediately turned around to look.
In the dim light, a figure was leaning against the door. He was a burly man with a sturdy round shield firmly on one arm and a sharp dagger on his waist.
The man's face was obscured by shadow, but from his resolute features and furrowed brows, one could sense a majesty that could not be ignored.
"Hiss, that's difficult. Whose turn is it?"
Ni Tai scratched his head. Because the Steel Dragon's visits were always far apart, he couldn't quite remember whose turn it was to take action this year.
"If I remember correctly, it should be Yi's turn this year."
The one who spoke was the Spear Hunter. He glanced at the Tachi Hunter standing by the window and tried to throw the task of repelling the Steel Dragon to him.