Chapter 128: Legend

  "How is it? Do you feel anything?" Han Jin asked softly.

  "Your magic is too weird!" Gwala chuckled, admiring his right hand. From any angle, he was disabled, with a hole in the palm of both hands that could see through to the other side, missing not only muscle but also bone. What's even more shocking is that around the wound, there were layers of dark red muscle growing, twisted into a ball, looking particularly ferocious.

  Among the myriad Taoist sects, there indeed exist spells that can revive the dead and bring forth flesh from bare bones. However, with his current abilities, he is unable to cast them. Even if he could, he would carefully weigh the pros and cons. Assisting others for the sake of joy is a good deed, but if one must pay a tremendous price for it, then it's necessary to consider whether it's worth it or not.

  "Give me your left hand." Han Jin said.

  Guevara handed his left hand over to Jin and looked around: "What are you all doing surrounding this old man?"

  "Sir, can you... still wield the war spear again?" Lei Zhe said with some sadness. In fact, when Gwala was teaching his father, neither of them knew about Gwala's past. It wasn't until a few days ago that they first heard about it. The thought of a once invincible dragon knight ending up like this is heartbreaking.

  "What? You don't want me, an old man, to lead the charge for you?" Guevara burst out laughing.

  "No, I just..." Lei Zhe was a bit anxious. His personality wasn't usually like this, but in front of Ge Wala, he always unconsciously became a child.

  "Where's your dragon?" Mo Xingke suddenly said with a carefree tone.

  The atmosphere suddenly stiffened. The air seemed to have solidified, and an indescribable feeling seeped into their skin, not icy but colder than ice. Although nothing was visible, it felt as if a massive boulder had been placed on their hearts, making it hard to breathe.

  Soon, Vagra smiled. The atmosphere suddenly relaxed, and he glanced at Mo Xinke: "Big guy, how did you think of asking this question?"

  Mo Xinke was also a little afraid. But the other party had already asked him back, and he couldn't avoid the question. He could only say carefully: "Why isn't your earth dragon by your side? Has it been killed in battle?"

  "No." Guevara narrowed his eyes: "It's now... should be living very well, very free. On the day I was defeated. It had already left me. Let me see. Almost twenty years have passed since then."

  "How could this be?" Mo Xing exclaimed in surprise.

  "Why can't it be like this?"

  "Dragoon and dragon... shouldn't they never be apart?"

  "Who told you that?" Guevara asked with a smile.

  "Everyone says so!" Sasori also became strongly curious and cut in.

  "Ah, you kids..." Guevara couldn't help but sigh: "Tell me, what does a dragon look like in your minds?"

  "Huge, majestic and noble, their long lives have granted them infinite wisdom, as well as unimaginable power. It can even be said that the giant dragons are symbols of power, they cannot tolerate evil..." Sasori began to say.

  "Hold on. I want your genuine thoughts in mind, not poetry." Guevara interrupted.

  "It's like this in our hearts! Dragons are!" Mo Xinko said.

  "Alright, then I'll ask you. What is he like in your eyes?" Guevara pointed at Sacco.

  "He's a despicable scoundrel, a traitor!" Mo Xinko said with hatred. He still couldn't forget what happened last night.

  "Really......" Ge Wala was also somewhat embarrassed, and then pointed at Han Jin: "What about him?"

  "He's just a scoundrel who values lust over friendship!"

  "What about him?" Guevara pointed at Lei Zhe again.

  "He's always sneaking around, what good can he possibly do!"

  Guevara was also stunned for a moment and had to admit that he made a big mistake because he had just come into contact with these young people and they were not familiar with each other.

  Guevara didn't want to waste his breath on Mo Xingke anymore, and turned his gaze to Lei Zhe: "Lei Zhe, then you tell me, what kind of person is Raphael?"

  "He's very intelligent and has his own opinions. On the surface, his combat skills don't seem to stand out, but in reality, he's actually the most difficult person to deal with among us." Lei Zhe said slowly: "Moreover, he's very responsible, when faced with danger, he always thinks of everyone else first before considering himself, a qualified leader."

  "Hey, I didn't say I'd obey his command!" Mo Xinko shouted again.

  "Big guy, be honest." Guevara frowned.

  Mo Xin whispered a sentence in an extremely low voice and finally closed his mouth.

  "The big guy says he values wealth over friendship, but you say he's very responsible. You're all friends and know each other well, so it's natural to have differing opinions about someone... " Gwala chuckled: "Have you guys really seen a giant dragon before? As far as I know, they're currently divided into four regions and there are two Dragon Cities. With so many giant dragons, what makes you think their personalities are all the same? Noble, can't tolerate evil... Heh heh, your elven friend wouldn't have any good feelings towards giant dragons, is she evil?"

  Han Jin and others looked at each other in dismay, only then did they remember how Xian Ni'er had described those few red dragons back then.

  "Have you been to a city? Any city will do," Guevara said.

  "Nuremberg is just a city, isn't it?"

  "What makes up a city?"

  "Of course... of course it's the lives of each and every ethnicity."

  "Haha, from a human perspective, men and women come together to form a family, and countless families come together to form a city. Do you think the emotions between all husbands and wives are the same?" Guevara laughed: "Some couples can indeed respect and love each other, striving for their own family, but there are also couples who become like enemies, quarreling and attacking each other, and even men and women going out to have affairs. Am I right?"

  "What's the point of saying all this?" Mo Xinke asked in puzzlement.

  "The relationship between dragon knights and dragons is the same." Guevara sighed lightly: "What you are familiar with, but those gilded examples only, you four people, different personalities, different fields of expertise, take a look at the soldiers around, they are even more different! Even the leaves falling from the trees will not have two identical ones, why do you think those giant dragons are exactly the same?"

  "How many Dragon Knights have appeared since the dawn of civilization? Are their personalities, and their dragons, their experiences and encounters all the same? No, they have loyalty, but also betrayal, cooperation, but also discord. Do you know what your biggest flaw is, young people? You always like to force similar things into the same mold!" Gwala smiled: "At least, I am a wounded example."

  "How is this possible?" Sasuke's eyes widened in surprise.

  "Is it impossible? Think carefully, has a Wyrm never betrayed a Dragon Knight?"

  "I remembered! Frost Giant Wave..."

  "As long as you remember it's all right, I'm not interested in the story." Guevara said with a smile.

  "But the Frost Dragon Borvornica was cursed by the Dark Lord and only then betrayed the Dragon Rider Saxson!"

  Guevara paused for a moment and sighed helplessly: "You kid, you've read quite a few books, but your brain has been ruined by reading."

  Sasuke's face turned red, but he still wouldn't give in: "Isn't that right? Boruto has always kept his promise, and only because of his confused state did...".

  "Oaths are nothing but fart!" Guevara sneered, "An oath is followed because of morality or interest. The oath itself has no power. If making an oath could solve problems, why would there still be so much bloodshed on the continent? Why would there still be wars?"

  Sasuo was stunned and remained silent for a long time.

  "What one sees with one's own eyes can also be a deception; how much more so what one hears?" Guevara said softly.

  Sasou forced a wry smile, as the saying goes, "three men make a tiger", when a story is repeated too many times, not only will others believe it, but he himself will also believe it. So in Sasou's heart of hearts, a tower of faith had already been erected. However, Guevara disregarded his intentions and feelings, and forcibly splashed dirty water on the tower of faith, he wanted to argue back, but didn't know how to because when it came to understanding this world, he knew he couldn't compare to Guevara.

  "Are you willing or unwilling to be ridden by others?" Guevara said, "For example, being ridden by him." Guevara pointed at Mo Xingke with his hand.

  Sasuke hastily shook his head.

  "The giant dragon wouldn't want that either." Gwala smiled: "Humans can take pride in becoming a Dragon Knight, but the giant dragons would never be proud of being ridden."

  "Are you saying... that the sacred vow between the Dragon Knights and the giant dragons isn't what the legends say it is?" Sasou asked.

  "Legends, huh..." Gwala revealed a smiling expression: "In human legends, humans are the masters of the continent, while in elven legends, elves are the pillars of the world. Dragons have their own legends too, and other races all frantically boast about their own glory and greatness, using various deeds to prove they once saved the continent. Unfortunately, our continent only has one... if all these legends were true, then our continent would be in a lot of trouble..."

  "What am I supposed to believe?" Sasori felt somewhat bewildered.

  "That's for you to think about." Guevara's gaze fell on Han Jin: "Mr. Rafael, your little elf has come to find you."

  Before the words had fallen, Xian Ni Er's figure appeared from the corner of the corridor, and Mo Xin Ke immediately jumped up and rushed towards the back.