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Chapter 1101 The Cursed Dragon and His Human Knight (89)

The Cursed Dragon and His Human Knight (89)

A lovey-dovey couple left the tavern, and one of them looked like a noble and unapproachable magician. Most passersby only glanced at them before quickly looking away.

The black-robed man who had been watching them did not reappear in the vicinity. The two lingered together until they settled into the inn, where they temporarily separated.

"nobody?"

Song Ning took off her hood. Lance, who was standing by the window, was looking out from an angle that was not noticeable from the outside. After looking for a while, he nodded and said, "Hmm, no one's here."

"Whoo~"

Falling backwards onto the bed, Song Ning felt a little tired but also a little excited. "I didn't expect them to be so careful. I thought the church was just so-so based on what the intelligence said."

Surprisingly, the church seemed to be much more cautious than I had heard; their attire actually attracted attention.

Lance walked over and naturally picked him up and placed him on the stool next to him. Then he took out brand new bedding and pillows from his storage magic tool, replacing the ones that had been used by who knows how many people in the hotel.

"It's hard to say. I feel something is strange. Our intelligence is very complete. Logically speaking, such a mistake should not have occurred."

Especially since they now have many informants within the church, if the church operates in this way, it's impossible that they haven't received any information.

Leaning back on the sofa, head tilted, watching Lance tidy up, Song Ning yawned lazily, but her tone was very clear.

"So either our intelligence is flawed, or the church is very well hidden; these are the only two possibilities."

After skillfully making the bed, Lance turned around and picked her up in his arms. Song Ning cooperated by hooking her arms around his neck and lazily resting her head on her lover's shoulder.

His restless fingers gently poked Lance's shoulder. "What do you think? Do you think it's a problem with the church, or with our allies?"

As he asked the question, his restless legs started to move again, just like before.

After all, there was nothing we could do in the tavern earlier, but things are different now.

Lance grabbed his wiggling leg and whispered, "Didn't you say you were tired on the way back?"

"Although the Tongmenghui has a large number of members at present, it is the time when traitors are least likely to appear, and the intelligence sources are also very reliable. It is very likely that there is another reason."

The biggest reason why the 'Recovery Potion Alliance' is now thriving is because recovery potions are indeed like a lifeline at this time. The more people are saved, the stronger the cohesion becomes, and it is indeed the time when traitors are least likely to appear.

On the contrary, the Church of Light may not have penetrated enough. After all, compared to the Alliance, the Church has been developing for thousands of years, and there may be something even more deeply hidden.

A boring dragon.

Song Ning struggled twice but couldn't break free, so she immediately stopped making a fuss.

He idly played with Lance's hair. "If that's the case, it seems we can't act rashly. This is really troublesome. The first step in dealing with that guy has encountered a setback. I hope this doesn't become too complicated later on."

He didn't want too many complications; Alpha was a very suicidal mage, and he knew that better than anyone else.

Alpha, who came from a commoner background, has never been careless in his guard since he learned that he could become a magician.

Although Song Ning had a grudge against him, Song Ning once greatly admired some of Alpha's practices.

For example, seize every opportunity to climb up the ranks, and continuously learn and strive to become a higher-level magician.

They also never put themselves in danger, and their first reaction when faced with danger is to find a way out for themselves.

These were all important factors that enabled Alpha to rise from an ordinary civilian to a high-level mage. However, these very points that he admired back then have now become problems that he needs to solve.

Without solving these problems, he has no way to take revenge.

Thinking of this, Song Ning collapsed onto the bed as Lance put him down.

"Looking back now, I realize I brought this on myself."

If he hadn't put in so much effort back then, Alpha might not have been able to become a high-level mage no matter how hard he tried, and things would have been much easier for him.

But then again, if that guy hadn't become a high-level mage, would they have necessarily become enemies?

"What are you thinking about?"

"I was wondering if it's possible for me and that Alpha guy to not become enemies, uh."

Before he could finish speaking, Song Ning immediately noticed that the temperature in the room had dropped. He quickly looked up and saw that the usually doting and gentle dragon's eyes now looked like they were filled with ice crystals.

He quickly explained, "That's not what I meant. I was just thinking about how all the effort I put into getting him to become a high-level mage has made my revenge so complicated now."

No, he said, then shut up again.

Lance's expression clearly darkened further. "Going through all that trouble to become a high-level mage?"

Although he knew about this, hearing it from the little prince himself still made him feel uneasy.

"Haha, well, would you believe me if I said I was drunk and acted stupid just now?"

Song Ning inwardly criticized the tavern, thinking that the drinks must be the culprits!

Lance slowly removed his equipment and approached step by step, not asking whether he believed him or not, but simply asking in return.

"Really? I seem to recall that a certain esteemed mage drank water, not wine."

The bed slumped down quite a bit, and Song Ning's body slid closer to Lance. He silently crawled back, feeling slightly guilty.

"Is it possible that you're mistaken? Or maybe I secretly drank it when you weren't looking?"

Lance knelt on the edge of the bed, easily pulled the person back into his arms, and forcefully locked the person in his arms.

"Is that so? So the esteemed mage did sneak a drink, and did it when I wasn't looking. Did the esteemed mage do something else while I wasn't paying attention?"

He slapped her hard buttocks directly in his arms, and Song Ning hissed as she gradually realized what was happening.

So it turns out this big silver dragon wasn't angry at all, but just wanted to play this game with him?

Once he figured it out, he immediately stopped feeling guilty and became restless. Perfect timing, he had also felt that the excitement at the tavern wasn't enough.

He immediately raised his head, his tone filled with disbelief and anger, looking utterly humiliated and furious.

"You despicable follower, do you even know what you're doing? Do you even know who I am!"