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Chapter 1061 The Cursed Dragon and His Human Knight (48)

The Cursed Dragon and His Human Knight (Forty-Eight)

Song Ning's condition is not good, and anyone can see it with the naked eye.

Lance quickly half-carried and half-supported the man to sit on the sofa and poured Song Ning a glass of water. "What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Song Ning didn't tell the truth. "Nothing. I just suddenly felt a little bored because I had no business."

He picked up the cup and pretended to drink water, but in fact the cold sweat on his forehead had already exposed his true physical condition.

But as a man, especially a once proud great swordsman, he never allowed himself to be vulnerable in front of anyone, not to mention that the dragon in front of him was still a young dragon.

Lance guessed a little about his thoughts from his concealed expression. After all, he knew Song Ning very well.

However, he also knew that since he was currently just "living under someone else's roof", it was normal for Song Ning not to tell him.

But he didn't want to do nothing. Lance thought about it, and his clothes suddenly fell to the ground. The little dragon he turned into fluttered his wings, which were much more shiny than before, and gently flapped them. He fell directly into Song Ning's arms and rubbed him with his long neck.

Song Ning put down the water cup and lowered his head. The dragon, which had grown much bigger than before, spread its wings and made a gesture similar to a human hug. The gesture looked a bit unfamiliar and clumsy, but the meaning it represented was so obvious that Song Ning could hardly ignore it.

"Are you trying to comfort me?"

The young dragon gently rubbed his chin with its head. The cold scales felt a little chilly at first, but soon became slightly warm. It was obvious that the body temperature was deliberately changed to make Song Ning feel more comfortable.

Unexpectedly, he was comforted by a dragon. Song Ning stroked the dragon's fur, which was about to fade away, and after calming down, he suddenly felt that it was no big deal.

Song Ning: "I'm fine, I just suddenly feel a little emotional. This is the first time I've felt so depressed since I came here."

He was just temporarily immersed in some bad memories, such as when he was covered in wounds and survived alone in the swamp. Later, he finally escaped from that place to a place with people. He still couldn't accept living in an uninhabited place for a long time afterwards.

This is also the reason why he insisted on staying here even though he knew that his identity might still be exposed in this small town.

Firstly, it was indeed for the purpose of collecting information, and secondly, he had some minor sequelae after spending that period of time.

He didn't want to live in a place where there was no one. The feeling of being isolated from the world was too uncomfortable, and he didn't want to experience it again.

Lance understood, and after thinking for a moment, he said, "Actually, there is a way."

Song Ning: "Hmm?"

Lance folded his wings and changed into a more comfortable position. "They want to leave because they feel unsafe. If we can solve this plague magic..."

Song Ning: "Shh."

He quickly covered the dragon's mouth with his hand, and after thinking about it, he felt that it was not enough, and even tried to lock the dragon's mouth with his hand, "Little kid, cub, don't talk nonsense. There are some things you shouldn't say, so don't say them."

His tone was very solemn and serious. It was obvious that he had no idea about the suggestion made by Lance and was very opposed to it.

Lance did not resist and just let himself be controlled. After a long while, Song Ning let go of his hand but his tone was still stern.

"I know you dragons have a lot of magical powers, but these things are not for you to solve. Do you understand?"

As he spoke, he suddenly realized that his tone might be too harsh. He had raised dragons for so long but had never spoken to Lance so harshly, not to mention that Lance was still a young dragon.

"You listen, understand?"

Lance nodded, looking at him with bright eyes, "Okay, I'll listen to Ningning."