Red Dragon has magic

Chapter 70 Bad Guest
The brass dragon is a small dragon... Strictly speaking, it is a small dragon among true dragons.

Regarding this point, just look at the size of the brass dragon. The size of the brass dragon in the dragonfly stage is ultra-small, the size of the adolescent dragon is medium, and the size of the adult is large.

In comparison, a red dragon hatchling is of medium size - at this point its overall strength is definitely weaker than that of a teenage bronze dragon, just as an adult cat of the same size is stronger than a tiger cub, but even so it is not weak. The above is also the reason why Leon dares to act recklessly as soon as he is born - he is already large in size as a young dragon, and is already super large in size in his youth.

The brass dragon was undoubtedly an adult dragon, but he was large in size, and to be super large required one to be in the prime of life, over two hundred years old, which was far away.

In this case, Tassela is a blue dragon, which is a large dragon that grows large even in its teenage years, and she has even entered her young adult years, making her even larger than a brass dragon.

Leon is the youngest among the three dragons, but he is a red dragon. Red dragons can be said to be super-large dragons, corresponding to the golden dragons among metal dragons. Because he has been breathing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth since he was a child, he never misses the opportunity to absorb the essence of the sun and the moon. His body size has always been oversized. Therefore, as a young dragon, he has a large body and goes straight for an super-large body.

"You, you—"

He thought he was just taking two adventurers home to chat, but one turned into a blue dragon and the other turned into a red dragon. Their sizes were no less than his. The brass dragon really felt like his heart was in a bad state at this moment. His breathing was about to stop and he couldn't catch his breath.

"What did you just say?" Tassera raised her claws and patted the brass dragon's face. However, considering that the brass dragon did have some bad intentions but had no intention of hurting anyone, she did not use any strength and would not cause any harm.

Leon was easy to talk to in human form, but not so easy to talk to in dragon form. One reason was that he was used to doing things that were in line with his identity, and the other was that his body was indeed affecting his way of thinking. It seemed that if the druid did not keep his original heart after turning into a beast, he might be assimilated, lose himself, and completely turn into a beast. He interrupted at the time: "He said he would not hurt us..."

"It won't hurt us...just hurt one of them and show us." This time, the blue dragon didn't pat the brass dragon's face. Instead, it raised its claws high and patted the brass dragon's head.

"No, no, you don't think I'm afraid of you." The brass dragon got angry after being slapped twice by the blue dragon, but when he saw that the blue dragon was bigger than him, and the red dragon inexplicably stood up on its hind legs and tail, he had to crane his neck to see, and his anger subsided, muttering, "A good man doesn't fight with a woman... A great man doesn't remember the faults of a small man."

"You, you two dogs, don't force me. I tell you, I'm very strong." The brass dragon panted, "How shameless, two dragons plotting against me, one dragon."

"Well, how did we plot against you?" Tassera asked back, "We killed a giant striped lizard and sat there eating the meat, and you came here without permission and invited us to join you..."

The brass dragon had an ugly expression when he heard what the blue dragon said. Thinking back now, he wished he could beat himself to death on that day. If he had not been looking for trouble then, he would not have provoked the two gods of death now.

"So you don't care about your companions anymore?" The blue dragon laughed, "You're still a good dragon."

"They are not my companions. I joined them halfway." The brass dragon defended, "When I came to find you, I saw that they had already escaped from the mausoleum and rode away on camels... The Sphinx will not easily leave the place it guards, so they must be fine. I don't need to worry about them."

"I'm not a dragon..." He only dared to say this in a low voice.

"I was wondering why that team was so strange, I see." Leon suddenly asked curiously, "How can you, a chatty brass dragon, transform into a warrior instead of a bard?" "No, I can't play any instrument, including lute, lyre, flute, pan flute, and poet's inspiration. I don't even know a few spells, so how can I pretend to be a bard?" The brass dragon said as a matter of course, "I can only pretend to be a warrior. It's enough for me to chop people."

Leon was speechless, thinking that his spells were all due to the golden finger. The reason why the blue dragon knew so many spells was that she was a special dragon that stored spells and was a wizard. It was impossible for a normal dragon to master several spells and she only relied on her powerful body and breath weapon to get by.

The brass dragon laughed dryly. If possible, he also wanted to become a bard. However, becoming a bard also requires talent. It is not enough to just talk. A chatterbox has nothing to do with singers and musicians. He said, "I know her. She must be the Dragon of the Storage of Magic. I have heard of the Dragon of the Storage of Magic. What's wrong with you?"

"I saw you operating a flying sword... What's that flying sword? It's not the priest's spiritual weapon, right? Spiritual weapons don't require operation, and the movements are not that fast." The brass dragon said, "And the invisibility spell, I've wanted to ask for a long time, why doesn't it leave footprints on the sand."

The brass dragon continued, "I know a wizard whose invisibility is different from yours. After he uses the invisibility spell, you can find him just by looking at the footprints on the ground... I still remember the day I met him, it was raining. He was sitting on the steps of the ruins flipping through a spell book, and I..."

Leon was somewhat impressed by the brass dragon's big heart. He dared to be distracted in front of a blue dragon and a red dragon. He said sarcastically: "Go on, keep talking. I like to listen."

"Really, if you really like to hear it... I can tell you everything that happened that day?" The Brass Dragon was overjoyed when he heard Leon's words.

"What an idiot." Leon controlled himself, but Tassela couldn't. "Still talking, still talking. I remind you to think about what to do now first."

The brass dragon finally came to his senses and said, "What do you want to do? You are not welcome here."

Leon stuck out his tongue and said, “You don’t welcome us? Didn’t you just invite us to stay here for a few days?”

"I, I regret it." The brass dragon looked at the two dragons approaching step by step, and felt that he was no match for them. "Okay, as long as you don't kill me, I'll give you money."

"Stupid! We will still be ours even if we kill you." Leon laughed. He had wanted to say this for a long time.

"You can't do this!" the brass dragon shouted, "You forgot that I saved you. It was me who held off the Sphinx and let you run away... You see, I'm covered in blood now, all because I saved you."

"We are the bad guys," Leon said. "We are the dragons."

Leon smiled. Of course he would not kill the brass dragon. He just wanted to scare it.

His standard is that the killer must be prepared to be killed, and conversely, if one does not want to kill, he does not have to be killed. However, the brass dragon must bleed, and it happened that he did not gain anything in the mausoleum today. Now that there is no light in the east, there is light in the west.

(End of this chapter)