There is a lord who just wants to draw cards, what's wrong with that?

Domi stuffed it directly into her mouth. She took a bite and the sweetness seemed like a reward for her suffering over the years. After all the suffering, there was finally sweetness. She couldn't stop her tears from flowing.

At that time, everyone was still trying to comfort her, saying that Duomi was bullying people again, and he even apologized...

Now that I think about it, Domi was the one who instilled all the good things like sunshine, happiness, positivity, etc. into her.

It broke the solid shell and let the only ray of light shine into her closed world.

Forty-Seven is very grateful to Domi, because it was he who made him see that there is so much beauty and hope in life, which gave him the motivation to continue living and to give everything for Blofeld to create a better life.

This belief is a combination of Beiluo Shimen's brainwashing and her own awareness, and it is a choice she made on her own.

At this point, she made up her mind to improve her skills.

Devote your little talent to charity and never go to the tavern again.

After all, she has been redeemed by Domi, and she does not yet have the ability to repay Domi, so this is the best choice.

And so, four years later, she graduated from the training camp.

Seeing her extraordinary talent, Altaïr gave her a code name - Forty-Seven.

"It means that you are the forty-seventh child I picked up."

"What about the others?"

"Most of them are dead. Only a few are still alive, but now they have become strong people who can stand on their own."

"I hope you will do the same. Forty-seven, follow the Third Young Master during this training session for the younger generations of the main family. Protect him, and learn more from him. This will definitely benefit you a lot."

When I came out into the outside world, I saw that Domi had grown up, but she still had the same high ponytail as in eleven years.

Forty-Seven then realized that the boy who had saved her and the boy she had to protect now were the same person!

She made up her mind at that time that no matter what happened, as long as she was alive, no one could hurt Domi.

So when the dragon king's claws attacked, she didn't hesitate at all.

Let consciousness return to reality.

As soon as she 'returned home', she heard Domi's cheers:

"The operation was a great success! The wound is now healed!"

Forty-Seven closed his eyes and smiled: "Thank you, young master."

(Save me again.)

"What are you talking about? You saved me, so I should be the one thanking you..."

"Hey!"

After saying that, Forty-Seven fell unconscious. If Domi hadn't reacted quickly enough, he would have hit the hard and icy stone and it would have been very painful.

He carried Forty-Seven to the edge of the stone wall, then collected the clothes he had taken off, washed them with water magic, and then dried them with fire magic and wind magic, and put them on Forty-Seven to prevent her from catching a cold or fever...

After doing all this, he waited for the slime gel to cool down and put on his windbreaker again.

After swallowing the fanatic incense and energy potion, he drew out the dagger Ye Lu, and a small flame floated at his side, illuminating the way forward.

In this way, one person went to the only passage.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, he discovered that there was actually a nest of Ice Goblins hiding in the cave. They had built a relatively large tribe inside, and the passage was also artificially dug.

The Ice Goblin leader quickly spotted the intruder, Domi, and shouted:

"Bulubiu bulubui! Waibibabu sasagei!" (Everyone, get up! There's an intruder, kill him!)

A group of little ice goblins responded to the king's call and picked up their weapons:

"I don't have K! I don't have K!" (Go! Go!)

Big Fat Goblin: "Dinosaur Carry Wolf Carry Wolf Carry!!" (Eat my Phase Rush!)

In fact, after seeing this scene, Domi felt a lot more at ease.

Because there are weird creatures like goblins that like to dig holes, there must be a way out.

Chapter 128: Pigeon Spirit Toer Dies in the Goblin's Lair

Chapter 128-127- The Pigeon Spirit Toer, the Saint Who Died in the Goblin's Lair

It seems to be bouncing up and down...

Forty-Seven slowly opened his eyes. Without the black robe's hood blocking his view, the world suddenly became much brighter.

His sight swayed along with his body, and the surroundings were in a mess, with dead Ice Goblins everywhere.

It was obvious that she was now on Domi's back.

"Hey, you're awake, are you hungry?"

"Where are we now...?"

"There is only one way to go in the cave, and then I found this goblin nest. But the natives here don't seem to welcome me. They killed me with a knife just for asking for directions."

"So I had to kill them all and find my own way~"

"By the way, are you hungry?"

As if it was pinched at the right time, Forty-Seven's stomach made a rumbling sound. She was not shy, after all, it was not shameful.

"It's a bit..."

"But I didn't have anything to eat."

Forty-Seven felt speechless for the first time.

"But it will be soon, because we will be able to get out soon! The direction of the wind tells me that we are not far from the exit, so hold on."

It turns out that Domi asked her if she was hungry simply to arouse her desire to survive.

"My heart is not that fragile yet."

"Oh~ sorry sorry, I thought you were still the same as four years ago. It seems people always change."

"Young Master, do you still remember what happened?"

Forty-Seven seemed very surprised. She thought... she thought Domi would not take such a small matter to heart, but she didn't expect that he still remembered it.

Domi turned his head and looked forward without saying anything more. He just said lightly:

"After we go back, let's go eat matcha cake together."

"Ok!"

I don’t know how long I walked along the winding cave, and the smell of the wind became stronger.

Just when Domi thought he was about to reach the exit, he reached a dead end.

To be precise, there is a prison at the end of the cave.

A rather abstract figure was imprisoned inside - a sturdy man about two meters one hundred feet tall, but wearing a pigeon-like hood that made it impossible to see his face, with his chest exposed, and only wearing a skirt armor, his two long hairy legs crossed, and he was currently picking his feet.

By the way, it was the wind magic he used that lured Domi here just now.

"Hey, boy..." A rough and low voice came from inside the pigeon hood.

"Shit... Why is this a dead end?"

"Young Master, look," Forty-Seven pointed at the pigeon-headed man's feet, "The wind seems to be coming from here."

"Gift Crab! Looks like I need to wash my nose when I get back..."

"Hey boy, can you pay attention to me for a moment?"

"I'm so unlucky that I got tricked by a big guy. I should go back and take another way."

"All is up to the young master's arrangement."

"Hey!!!" the big man went berserk.

Duomi scratched his ears and looked over with an expression that showed he didn't want to talk to him and was very impatient: "Uncle, what on earth do you want? Can't you see we are busy?"

The big man with the pigeon head stood up and walked to the railing. His pigeon-like eyes seemed to be shining with light. He raised his thumb in front of his chest:

"How about swimming fitness?"

"Go to hell, please."

"Haha, just kidding, don't you want to liven up the atmosphere~"

As he spoke, he grabbed the railing with great force, his tone suddenly became hurried and humble, his eyes widened as if looking directly into the eyes of his soul:

"So, can you save me?"

For Domi, not helping someone in need depends on the situation.

In a situation like now where he is fully capable of rescuing the person and there is no threat, he intends to take action, but he must first understand the other party's identity and why he is imprisoned here.

Just in case, Domi first put down the weak, hungry and cold Forty-Seven and went to the cell alone.

By the way, he thought there was no one here except the goblins, so he didn't wear a mask before he met the pigeon man.

In other words, now I am facing him with my true face.

But it’s not a problem. If the pigeon man insists on making trouble, he can just not let him out.

Domi raised a finger to him:

"First, your name, identity, and where you are from."

"My name is Toer, I'm a jobless vagrant, an A-rank adventurer, a mid-level lightning mage, and a full-level wind mage, from the capital of the Northern Republic.

When I learned that the magic ruins were about to open, I ran to the vicinity of the ruins city and took on some commissions to make some extra money."

"I didn't expect... there was actually an old dragon with no moral principles living here! Not only did he pin me to the ground and beat me up, he also commanded these goblins to use this unknown high-hardness material to trap me here."

"I thought I was going to starve to death, but luckily I met you when I was about to despair, my benefactor~"

Well, this guy actually answered the second question he wanted to ask.

Domi still stretched out his second finger and asked:

"Second, why are you wearing a pigeon mask?"

"Because I love pigeons... a lot."

"Don't you think so? Pigeons are so cute when they coo! It makes me want to hug them and rub them. My dream since I was a child is to become a pigeon!"

"You used the wrong quantifier. Please refer to them as 'strips'."

"So that's how it is... It's all my fault for not being well educated, haha."

Forty-Seven, who was sitting on the side, listened to the increasingly outrageous conversation between the two, and the corners of his mouth twitched constantly.

She could guarantee that the time she spent with Domi was definitely the time when her facial expressions were the richest.

"Okay," Domi sighed, then raised a third finger: "Third, why did the Frost Dragon King lock you up here? What good does this do for it?"

Thor shrugged: "Who knows?"

"Since you know it is a sub-dragon king and has inherited some wisdom from ancient dragons, it is normal for it to do things that are inconceivable to us humans."

"After all, they can create a sky city in a moment of excitement."

Domi nodded slightly, temporarily agreeing with the statement.

I can also get a glimpse of this from the ancient books I learned during my previous study.

They created word magic almost with their bare hands.

With a snap of his fingers, he joined forces with ancient humans to build a magnificent city in the sky. Although it has been lost now, it is still coveted by countless adventurers.

It is said that the ancient dragons also invented props that can make people immortal.

In short, these guys are both geniuses and crazy, and it's not surprising that they do anything.

"Okay, I'll believe you for now, but before I let you out, I need you to swear that you won't hurt us within three days. After three days, you can do whatever you want."

"To prevent me from stabbing you in the back. I understand. As an adventurer, how can you survive without being a little cunning~"

After saying that, Toer put his hands together, raised the pigeon headgear slightly to the sky, about 60 degrees, and said in a very pious tone:

"God of Gugugugu, I swear to you that I will not harm the two benefactors who saved me within three days. If I violate this rule, I will die on the spot!"

(Does this kind of god really exist?)