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After Asher spoke, he saw Jeanne hesitate for a long time without acting, so he turned his head to look at her, puzzled. The girl was slightly hesitant, but still hadn't stepped onto the white dragon's back.
"Miss Jeanne?" Asher called out tentatively.
"Ah... Mm, I understand." Jeanne stepped onto the white dragon's back, then gently stroked its head. "Let's go, White Dragon... Mr. Asher."
The white dragon raised its head and let out another roar, flapping its wings and soaring into the sky.
That night, enemy soldiers patrolled the forest with torches held high, their presence formidable.
"Have you still not found the whereabouts of the
Saintess?" the commanding officer asked in a deep voice, looking at his subordinate who had come to report the situation.
"My sincerest apologies, we haven't found her yet."
"Continue the search. Every exit from the forest has been sealed. I don't believe they can grow wings and fly away!"
"Yes, sir!" The subordinate turned to continue, giving orders to other soldiers, and then a group of troops continued to search the forest.
The general's gaze sharply swept the surroundings, his face maintaining a cold expression. His orders were to capture the Saintess, dead or alive; everything else was none of his concern. He only needed to carry out the mission. And this mission was simply too easy. The forest was now completely surrounded, impenetrable. No matter where the opponent hid, they would eventually be found. The Saintess was merely making a last stand. All in all, they had a huge advantage.
The general looked up at the sky, which was vaguely nearing dawn, and slowly let out a breath. I'll rest a bit before dawn. The people hiding in this forest couldn't fight a war of attrition with them. As the search area continued to shrink, those rats would eventually appear in his sight. By then, they could be captured without any effort at all.
A massive shadow flew across the sky. The general, with a touch of emotion, muttered to himself, "I didn't expect such a huge creature to fly by so early in the morning..."
"..." He suddenly widened his eyes and loudly exclaimed, "Everyone, enter first-degree alert!"
Boom! The ground began to shake. Everyone struggled to maintain their balance, falling amidst the violent tremors, staring blankly at the white dragon that had descended before them. And on the white dragon was the holy maiden.
"Roar!" The white dragon let out another roar, a
deafening sound that made everyone cover their ears. A fierce wind rose with the roar. It raised a claw and slammed it heavily onto the ground. Several cracks appeared. The soldiers had no courage to attack. Most of them stared with wide, terrified eyes at the white dragon, which was like a combination of devil and angel, full of beauty and ferocity.
"I feel like I'm the big boss," Asher muttered, then slapped the ground again. Immediately, with a flick of his tail, large numbers of soldiers were sent flying into the air and then crashed down, their wails echoing for a time.
The white dragon did not linger, but instead turned, flapped its wings, and soared into the sky, leaving a group of people staring in a daze as they departed.
It wasn't until after they had left that the general somewhat recovered, trembling as he supported himself to stand up. Only now did he realize what kind of monster he had faced. Without a doubt, that dragon just now was the White Dragon mentioned by the Black Saintess. Fortunately, nothing happened... The general exhaled with lingering fear. After exhaling, he quickly felt anger again. That dragon clearly hadn't paid them any mind, which was why it left so casually. This extreme humiliation must be avenged!
"Send men to pursue them! We must ascertain the direction of that dragon's movement!" the general said furiously.
"Yes, sir!" After speaking, the subordinate cautiously asked, "Are you going too?"
"I must report this important intelligence to my superiors. Your pursuit is sufficient! Remember, absolutely do not alert them," the general said. What a joke, how could I possibly follow them again... That White Dragon might have let them go just because it was in a good mood. Next time, it might not. Just send some men to pursue and confirm the enemy's movements. A token effort will be enough. The Black Saintess will definitely forgive him.
Meanwhile, on the other side, Asher had already flown away from the lush forest with Jeanne.
"Thank you for your assistance, Mr. White Dragon," Jeanne said, half-lying on the white dragon's back, filled with gratitude. "If it weren't for you, we would probably be in a very troublesome situation right now."
"This was just to confirm my suspicions, nothing to be thankful for," the white dragon shook its head. It was already too lazy to complain about the title "Mr. White Dragon." Its golden eyes looked slightly upwards, trying to glance at the girl riding on its back. "Are we going directly to Orleans now?"
"If possible, please do," Jeanne said earnestly. "We need to
act quickly and resolve this trouble before the enemy can react."
"Understood," the white dragon nodded. "Although I'd like to say that... I'm sorry, but you'll probably need to cover for me."
"What do you mean?" Jeanne was slightly taken aback, not understanding Asher's words. The next moment, the white dragon slowly descended, finally landing near a certain village, its massive figure gradually shrinking back to normal.
"I told you earlier, didn't I? Perhaps for you, this is reality, but for me, this is just a dream, and now the dream is about to end," Asher yawned. "So I'll have to trouble you for a while."
"And originally, the time I could spend as a White Dragon was limited. Think of this as a small rest," Asher continued. After transforming into a White Dragon earlier, Asher had confirmed that becoming a White Dragon rapidly consumed the magic from his White Dragon Core. Unless absolutely necessary, Asher didn't want to squander his magic like this, even though his current magic was enough to sustain him as a White Dragon for a long time.
"A dream?" Jeanne tilted her head slightly, pondering for a moment, then saw Asher's forehead resting on her shoulder, seemingly having fallen into unconsciousness.
There had been a period like this last night too. Jeanne initially thought Asher had been attacked and knocked out, but now it seemed that he was waking up in his "reality," which was why he fell unconscious here?
Regardless, it must be true! He is the divine revelation the Lord spoke of, capable of turning both reality and dreams into reality. This must be the power of a god!
"I understand, I will protect your safety, Mr. White Dragon!" Jeanne stared at the boy leaning on her shoulder, secretly making a firm resolution in her heart.
However, before Mr. White Dragon woke up, she needed to find a place to rest. After all, she hadn't rested well these past few days, and she was a bit tired too. After thinking for a moment, Jeanne picked Asher up. Before he woke up, she would take him to the village ahead to rest.
By the way... this person is so light. Jeanne looked down at the sleeping boy, thoughts appearing in her mind.
...
The light of dawn flickered on his eyelids. Asher slowly opened his eyes. Before him was a golden-haired girl in a white dress, gazing at him with a faint smile. "Good morning, Ash." Asher looked hazily at the girl before him, his gaze sweeping over her chest. Hmm... that's right, it's Lily.
"Did you sleep well last night?" Artoria asked. Asher himself was a bit unsure of his current state, after all, he had such a long dream last night. He rubbed his temples and said, "I think I slept pretty well... I feel quite energetic now." Then, he suddenly froze.
"What's wrong?" Artoria asked.
"I forgot what I dreamed about last night again," Asher said, scratching the back of his head. He only remembered that he was supposed to go somewhere, and someone asked him for help with something. Who was that person again?
"It's normal to forget dreams," Artoria said. "If you've forgotten, don't think about it." Asher just lowered his head thoughtfully. After a moment, he looked up and
said, "Lily, can you knock me out?"
"Eh?"
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