[BL, MTL] False Fairy Tale Copy (Unlimited Flow)

Chapter 79: Dragons and Elves (7)

The summoning spell is also a type of defensive spell. Once the protected object is in danger, it will first release an attack and then summon the caster to its side instantly.

After the spell takes effect, no matter where the caster is or what he is doing, he will be summoned immediately, so he must be on call at all times without slacking off. It is very energy-consuming and has rarely been used.

In short, Si Ning, who is His Royal Highness the Dragon Clan, casts a summoning spell on a guardian elf to protect it. It is simply...unbelievable to the extreme.

It's just a guardian elf. Even if he kills one a day, there are still a lot of elves presented to him for him to choose from.

Anyway, these elves can only survive for about half a year if they don't form a contract with the dragon clan. They are lucky enough to be able to rely on the dragon clan to extend their life span.

What's more, Mingshu didn't form a contract with Si Ning...

Si Yin thought that Si Ning still didn't want the guardian elves, so he reluctantly kept one in order to deal with his father, so he let down his guard.

Now seeing Si Ning carefully protecting Ming Shu, Si Yin's heart sank.

Being able to use the summoning spell, he completely underestimated Mingshu's position in Si Ning's heart. This was very unusual, but he couldn't care about it for the time being.

Casting a cold and biting gaze at him, Si Yin let out a "tsk" without changing the smile on his face: "It seems that I did something wrong. Fifth brother, please don't argue with me..."

He seemed to be confused mid-sentence. He felt it and ducked to the side in time. There was a loud "bang" where he was standing just now, the road cracked, and the exploded rocks mixed with soil splashed.

Si Yin stood still and slowly calmed down: "Why are you so angry, fifth brother? I haven't done anything..." Before

he could finish his words, he took action to resist Si Ning's second attack.

Si Ning didn't want to talk to him at all. Si Yin knew that he was in the wrong. He came here quietly and almost stole his precious elf.

He didn't want to cause too much conflict with Si Ning over this matter, so it was better to escape as soon as possible.

Si Yin retreated into the courtyard, his body shaking in a blur. In just a moment, a giant red one-horned dragon appeared.

The giant dragon flapped its wings and took off, causing the wind and waves to blow over. Sining frowned slightly, and Mingshu, who was protecting his palms, took a step back.

The red dragon left quickly and disappeared from the horizon in a few breaths.

Si Ning suppressed his anger and did not pursue him immediately. Only now did a few attendants dare to approach him. They asked Si Ning softly and after receiving permission, they began to clean up the messy garden.

Mingshu didn't see the dragon. He hugged one of Si Ning's fingers tightly and curled up into a ball with his eyes closed.

He was shaking, the sudden situation frightening and incomprehensible to him.

When Mingshu finally recovered, he found that he had been taken back to the dormitory by Si Ning.

There were two lights on in the room. Si Ning moved gently and stroked his silver hair: "Are you scared?" Mingshu was still holding his fingers, her face was bloodless, and she moved her lips: "Just now..."

"I know," Si Ning whispered, trying to comfort Mingshu, "Si Yin is gone, and he will not come near you again." Hearing

Si Yin's name, Mingshu became even more uneasy, and his voice trembled with fear: "That elf... ...He is dead."

Si Yin killed his guardian elf in front of him without blinking, as if he had just discarded an insignificant and obstructive stone.

The reason for doing this was actually because he wanted to take over Ming Shu.

He wanted to change to a guardian elf, so he killed the original one.

As early as the first day he entered the dungeon, Mingshu could tell that the relationship between the guardian elves and the dragons was unequal. In addition, the plot was somewhat skewed, and he was relatively cautious and well-behaved in front of Si Ning at the beginning.

But Mingshu did not expect that even if he became the guardian elf of His Highness the Dragon Clan, he would not be taken seriously at all, and he might die at the hands of the Dragon Clan with whom he had made a contract.

But since the Dragon Clan doesn't take the elves seriously, why should they form a contract with them?

Si Ning was silent for a moment, then said: "He went home."

Ming Shu raised half of his face: "What?"

"Elf, he returned to the sea of ​​flowers," Si Ning raised his fingertips slightly, and a ball of mist was at his hand. appeared, and a picture slowly appeared in the middle, "He will be reincarnated again, without any memory of the past."

In the picture was the little elf, lying silently on the cold ground, his body turning into dots of light, floating in the air. Toward the sea of ​​flowers.

"Really?" Mingshu immediately sat up straight and looked at the elf disappearing in the mist. His sadness eased a little.

The scene was repeated twice, and then the fog dispersed. Mingshu pursed his lips and whispered: "I hope he won't be someone's guardian elf anymore..." Without forming

a contract with the dragon clan, even if he only has half a year's life, he can live Be safe and comfortable.

Si Ning was indifferent to his words, as if he hadn't heard them, and brushed the tears on Mingshu's face with his fingertips.

Ming Shu remembered that he just said that the elf "went home", and the tip of his nose felt sore again: "Your Highness."

Si Ning said "hmm", with no expression on his face, but his lowered eyes looked very gentle.

"Your Highness..." Mingshu let go of his fingers, flapped his wings and rushed toward him, grabbing his clothes hanging below his collarbone.

Si Ning supported him and leaned back on the chair.

Ming Shu buried his face and said in a low voice: "That Second Highness, he is so cruel. He wants me to be his guardian elf."

It was cruel and terrifying. If Si Ning had not come, he would have been forcibly taken away by the other party. .

He rubbed the clothes in front of Si Ning: "It's better for you, Your Highness."

Si Ning was really good to him, except that he never formed a contract with him...

In the past two days, he had clearly regarded Mingshu as his own The guardian elves may even be gentler and more respectful to elves than ordinary dragons.

And what happened not long ago... Although Mingshu didn't know why Si Ning arrived so promptly, he heard that Si Yin seemed to have mentioned a "summoning spell".

Si Ning held Mingshu's back, and Mingshu climbed a little higher, stepping on his hand.

From an angle that Ming Shu couldn't see, there was a haze in Si Ning's eyes, and there was also a vague murderous intention.

His face was frighteningly dark, but his movements were very gentle, stroking Mingshu's silver hair with his fingertips.

"Your Highness," when Mingshu raised his head, Si Ning had returned to normal, "What is the summoning spell?"

"A spell."

Si Ning seemed to have no intention of explaining, and Mingshu continued to ask him: "Then can I learn it? Learn the spell."

He thought the summoning spell simply summoned Si Ning to his side. Si Yin was so surprised at the time, probably because he thought it was impossible for a giant dragon to be summoned by an elf.

Even if he doesn't learn this, Mingshu still wants to increase his ability to save his life so that he won't be as helpless as he is today if he encounters an unexpected situation.

Si Ning didn't answer. He directly raised his hand to fetch a book from the cabinet in the corner and placed it on the desk.

Mingshu jumped off him and opened the heavy wooden cover.

After reading a few pages, he fell silent.

How could he forget that he didn't recognize these characters at all, and the characters inside looked more like special symbols, not even remotely similar to the Chinese characters Ming Shu was familiar with, and he couldn't even guess.

Mingshu closed the book in frustration, turned around and squatted beside the desk.

Si Ning reached out to him: "What?"

Mingshu hugged his finger: "I...I can't read."

"Can't read?" Si Ning glanced at the book on the table. This book was the most basic spell. Books, and Mingshu, as an elf without childhood, should be able to read as soon as he was born.

But Mingshu didn't look like he was lying. He really didn't know a word of it.

Mingshu was looking forward to whether Si Ning would teach him or find him a mentor or something. When he looked up, he found that Si Ning had a smile in his eyes and rubbed his face with his fingertips teasingly.

Mingshu was not very happy because Si Ning refused to form a contract with him and even laughed at him for being illiterate.

He threw away Si Ning's hand, turned around and flew to the bed, hiding in the soft towel in the corner. Si Ning ignored him when he called.

Si Ning came to the bedside and saw a small bag bulging out of the towel. Ming Shu was hiding in it, covering himself tightly.

He was frightened today. Si Ning didn't pay attention to his inexplicable temper and went to the bathroom alone.

After Si Ning left, Mingshu opened the towel, turned over and looked at the empty bed.

He had to find an opportunity to ask why Si Ning didn't form a contract with him.

The side mission has not been completed, and there are still 5 points left. He has to try again.

Although Si Yin ran away, he might come back some time.

Thinking of the elves killed by Si Yin, Ming Shu had another heart attack.

He caught a glimpse of the skill in the corner of the panel and clicked on it again.

He definitely wouldn't be able to learn the spell for a while, so he could only try the one that comes with the system.

Without Mingshu's company, Si Ning stayed in the bathroom for a long time that night. When he came out, two lights in the room automatically went out, leaving only a dark light beside the bed.

There was still a faint flicker of light in the bed curtains, flickering on and off like breathing.

Si Ning opened the bed curtain and saw Ming Shu at the light source.

Mingshu stood in the middle of the bed and raised his head. The transparent wings behind his back were slightly condensed, and the light emanated from his wings.

Seeing Si Ning, Mingshu flapped her wings and flew towards him. Si Ning subconsciously stretched out her hand to catch him.

"Your Highness," Ming Shu sat on his palm and turned sideways, "Look, I can shine."

Si Ning said "hmm", raised his other hand, and gently touched the glowing little wings.

As soon as the wings were touched, they immediately drooped shyly.

This was the first time Si Ning had heard of the fact that the wings of elves could glow.

It was dark at night, and the light of the wings obscured Mingshu himself. It would have been even more beautiful if the sunset had just appeared.

However, Mingshu felt even more frustrated than he had discovered not long ago that he couldn't read. He didn't like this useless skill at all, so it was better not to give it to him.

He dodged Si Ning's hand that was about to touch him, flew back to the corner and hid in the towel, his wings no longer lit up.

Si Ning turned off the bedside lamp and lay down. The room fell into darkness. After lying down, he waited for a long time before pulling away a corner of the towel.

Mingshu was still asleep. He opened his eyes and looked at Si Ning, then flew to his pillow.

"Your Highness," he slowly moved closer to the crook of Si Ning's neck, "can the spell you used today still be used in the future?" He could

n't learn the spell, and the skill given by the system was useless "Light", so he could only I have placed my hope on Si Ning, even if I conclude a contract in the future, it is not safe enough.

Mingshu was thinking about the summoning spell. Compared with learning spells and relying on system skills, this was actually the most useful. No matter what he encountered, Si Ning would be by his side.

What happened today left him with a psychological shadow. He could hide his identity in the first two copies, but not here.

Si Ning closed his eyes: "It can only take effect once."

"Then..." Mingshu asked again, "Can... can I cast the spell again?"

He lay down on the side of Si Ning's neck and touched it with one hand. His Adam's apple protruded, and his tone was low: "I was so scared today...I thought I was dead." "

Your Highness has not formed a contract with me yet, and I don't want to leave you," Mingshu said, climbing up, and finally hugged you. He touched Si Ning's chin: "Your Highness, I only have you, you have to protect me."

He actually didn't pay much attention to Si Ning all day today. He got carried away playing in the garden during the day, and even hid under a towel twice when he came back at night.

In addition to relying on Si Ning for comfort, she is now asking him to protect her.

If it were another dragon clan, it might just be ridiculous. It's just an elf. How dare you expect the dragon clan's summoning spell to give you a small self-defense spell. It would be nice.

Mingshu originally wanted to kiss Si Ning, but he was too young now and always felt that something was inappropriate, so he had to give up.

"If I die," he said in a softer voice, "if I go back to the sea of ​​flowers and reincarnate, I won't remember you, and I may not like you anymore."

The elf leaning on his chin rubbed his skin, and Si Ning He couldn't help but reach out to Mingshu and stroke his soft hair in the darkness, his upturned wings brushing against his palm.

"Okay," he responded, and added: "You won't die."

Mingshu was immediately happy and urged: "Spell..."

Then he saw a faint dark light emerging from Si Ning's fingertips, and the dark light was directed towards him. It flew in, disappeared silently into the body, and disappeared.

Mingshu lowered his head and looked at himself: "Is this good?"

"Well," Si Ning responded, "I will appear when you are in danger."

In fact, Mingshu wanted the real summoning spell, for example, he could Take the initiative to summon Si Ning instead of waiting until there is danger.

But Si would rather use a spell to protect him. He couldn't continue to make more demands at this time. There would be plenty of opportunities in the future.

Mingshu finally felt at ease. He rubbed his cheek against Si Ning's and said, "Thank you, Your Highness."

Si Ning touched his slender arms and shoulders and whispered, "Go to sleep."

Mingshu got up obediently and returned to the corner. towel.

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Ming Shu's promise to get up early only lasted for one day. He didn't sleep well last night, and Si Ning didn't have to go to the study to find Guilian today. He didn't want to get up, so he hugged the corner of the towel in his arms tightly and refused to open his eyes.

Si Ning called him once, and finally asked the attendant to bring fresh dewy petals, and then Ming Shu slowly opened the bed curtain.

He yawned, flew to Si Ning's hand first, and continued to doze against his arm.

Mingshu hadn't put on his shoes yet and was stepping on the cold stone table with his bare feet. Si Ning glanced at him and said, "Put your shoes on."

The shoes were under the bed and in the closet. Like the clothes, he had made several pairs.

Mingshu hugged his wrist and boldly said: "Your Highness, help me put it on..."

He said casually, thinking that Si Ning would not be angry if he disagreed, and it would be better if he agreed.

At this time, an attendant came to announce: "The main hall is down, in the front hall."

Si Ning had no intention of going immediately, so he opened the small wardrobe on the table: "Make a pot of tea and let him wait."

The attendant left in response, and Si Ning Ning Guo took out a pair of white shoes from the closet.

Mingshu was stunned for a moment, stood up and ran barefoot to the table to look at him: "Your Highness."

With expectant eyes, he sat down obediently and waited for Si Ning to put on his shoes.

Si Ning paused slightly. He actually wanted to take out his shoes and let Ming Shu put them on before he hurriedly finished his breakfast.

He remained silent, with half-lowered eyes, and reached out to rub Mingshu's cheek.

Mingshu stabilized his body, then Si Ning moved his hand down and slowly lifted his ankle with the back of his fingers.

Such a thin and slender bone seems to be broken with the slightest force.

Mingshu cooperated very well and stepped on Si Ning's hand.

His skin was delicate, and his slightly rough fingertips were a little itchy when touched. Mingshu dodged midway, and Si Ning pinched his thin ankle and put on his shoes himself.

After putting on the shoes, the system beep sounded.

[The npc's favorability has been updated, please go to the backend to check]

[The npc's favorability has been updated, please go to the backend to check]

[Side mission four has been completed! Please check your reward points in the background]

Mingshu opened the system panel, and the popularity score successfully increased to 20 points. Si Ning just put on his shoes and it increased by 5 points.

The favorability level also increased by 5 points, and the progress bar not described in the last line also increased.

The three rose together... Mingshu looked at Si Ning and met his gaze.

Si Ning was also looking at him, his downcast gaze making his eyes even darker, his pupils dark, hiding his emotions.

This look made Mingshu feel guilty and nervous for no reason. He stood up and said: "...Thank you, Your Highness."