Chapter 385 Mr. Mage, You Have a Different Smell!

Grete said "Ouch". He immediately lowered his head and looked at the palm of his hand:

What about dragon scales?

What about dragon scales? !

The dragon scales pried off the silver dragon's chest are drop-shaped, half the size of a palm, with one end slightly pointed and the other rounded. It is light and airy when held in the hand, translucent when viewed from the front, and shimmering silver light flows when viewed from the side. When you hold it up to your eyes and take a closer look, you can see that there are fine lines one after another from the inside to the outside, which are extremely delicate.

Bernard pried it off and handed it to him. He just...just...

Where did it go?

Grete rummaged around in a panic. There is no space bag; there is no left pocket; there is no right pocket; there is no left trouser pocket, right trouser pocket, and even the bottoms of the pockets have been rummaged through, and they are all gone...

Where did it go? !

No matter where it went, the other party was a female dragon, a female dragon! Even if it was just to save her, you pried two dragon scales off her chest, stuffed them into her pocket, and never returned them...

Gretel himself felt that whether he went to the Magic Council to judge or went to Dragon Island to judge (if there was one), he would definitely be at fault. If you were in the hospital in your previous life, don't say anything and just write the examination first. If the examination is not sincere or in-depth, the medical department will not let you go.

after? Whether you can pass the test later depends on the patient and the patient's family, and whether they can talk to each other...

Is this okay to talk to?

Grete looked up, and the silver dragon was lowering its head, stretching its long neck in front of him, staring at him intently. The silver-blue eyes were sparkling, the thorns on the sides of the ears and the top of the head spread out, and the misty snow light shone from behind, as if she was wearing a small crown.

From a distance, she looked beautiful and elegant, but once she got closer, her head alone was as big as Gretel's entire person. Looking over like this, Grete couldn't even hold the front with both hands. He stretched his arms from the front teeth and couldn't reach the farthest molar. The breath whizzed in the nostrils, hitting Grete in puffs:

"Mr. Mage, where are my scales?"

Grete hurriedly groped again. Not in my pockets, not in my trouser pockets, not in my space pocket——

Just when he was almost lying on the ground, searching for broken needles as he did in the operating room, he accidentally lowered his head and saw a little water reflected in his chest pocket into his eyes. Those two precious dragon scales were inserted together with the [Endless Ink Pen].

Gretel hurriedly took it out and offered it with both hands. The movement was too hasty, and his palm scratched the edge of the dragon scale, making a gash on the spot. The edge of the palm first turned white, then turned red, and the next moment, blood gurgled out.

Grete screamed softly. He had to take care of the dragon scales and treat himself, so he was in a hurry. At this moment, Yinlong suddenly said "Hey", lowered his head a little, and sniffed him:

"You smell different."

Gretel quickly backed away. Not only did he retreat, he also quickly threw out a wind barrier to stand between him and the silver dragon:

"I haven't showered in two days!"

"That's not it. You have a different smell." Yinlong retorted seriously. Before he finished speaking, a ball of white light fell on Gretel's hand. He watched as the wound stopped bleeding, converged, healed, and became as calm as before.

As soon as Grete thanked him, the two dragon scales automatically floated up in front of the silver dragon, and then automatically fell back to their original positions on the chest:

"Oh, I can't grow any longer!"

Silver Dragon complained slightly. The voice is clear, delicate and crisp. After speaking, he raised his head and extended a paw to Gretel:

"Mr. Master, how do you want to compensate me?"

This... this, girl, we are doing an emergency rescue, but we don’t want to have to pay for the clothes if we cut them off! Gretel cursed in his heart, but he also knew that prying off the dragon scales and not returning them was not the same thing as cutting clothes. He patted the space bag without hesitation:

"This, this, and this!"

The silver dragon's front legs are longer than Gretel's height, and one claw stretches out. The hook on the claw alone is longer than Gretel's hand. The contents of the space bag crashed and fell into the heart of the silver dragon's claws, spreading out into a small patch, shining brightly:

Gold coins, silver coins, various magic items——

[Cold and Heat Resistant] Ring!

[Water Purification Technique] Ring!

【Bright Amulet】!

The Holy Emblem of the Church of the Lord of Glory, one, two, three!

There is also a set of armor and weapons whose origins have been forgotten. It seems that they are also captured items given to him by Lin En, from the Glorious Holy See...

In addition to the Mu Heart given by Elder Erwin, the [Corpse Explosion] ring given by Master Lin En, and the [Arcane Eye] ring given by Master Hemond, Grete took out almost all the magic items in the space bag. The colorful lights are everywhere and the eyes are dazzling.

And, of course, gold coins. Grete picked up the bottom corner of the space bag and knocked it down. Soon, a small mountain was piled up in the heart of the silver dragon's claws.

"oops……"

Silver Dragon's nostrils twitched, and another gust of hot wind blew in his face. There was a "pop" in front of Gretel, and the mage's armor shattered, regenerated, and shattered again. Then, the level 4 force field shield stood silently in front of Gretel.

Girl, you are so excited!

Gretel quickly took two steps back. The silver dragon raised its claws, and as soon as it moved, several gold coins rolled to the ground. She simply blew a breath, and all the gold coins and magic items in her claws suddenly floated up, forming a hollow sphere that kept spinning. She stretched out the tip of her claws and plucked:

"This is not good."

"This is so-so."

"This, bah, it stinks!"

After fiddling with it for a long time, he waved his claws, and all the gold coins and magic items fell down, as if a golden rain fell in front of Gretel's feet. In Silver Dragon Claw's heart, there were only a few wooden, silver, and gold holy emblems and talismans left. The white lights were dotted, and they all obviously came from the Church of the Lord of Glory:

"Hmph, annoying! What a nasty guy! The most annoying!"

She raised her claws, threw the amulet, armor, and weapons into her mouth, and started chewing them. Large and small white lights flashed between the teeth and suddenly shattered. Grete screamed from below:

"Hello!"

"how?"

"Chew some of it! - Be careful it gets stuck in your throat!"

Forget about the talisman, after all, it is small and will get stuck in the teeth at most. But there is also a set of armor and weapons! If that giant sword is not chewed up, it will get stuck in the esophagus, pierce the esophagus, and hit the aorta!

With the size of the silver dragon, there was nothing he could do to save it!

Silver Dragon laughed crisply. She simply lay down and closed her eyes, looking very comfortable. The tail flicked and flicked behind it, splashing countless snow foam.

After lying down, Gretel saw that there were spots on her back and wings, and there were quite a lot of damage. Some had broken scales, some had skin rolled to both sides, and some were black and smoky, looking like a fight. There was also a large tear on the right wing, as long as one person, which was shocking to see.

How long does it take to sew? You have to use the thickest No. 10 thread. Each of the four people is responsible for a section and seams at the same time. With such a high tension on the dragon's wings, I'm afraid I can only tie a surgical knot. After all the sewing is done, I estimate that I will have to work overtime until 10pm...

No, now that I have traveled through time, I can use healing techniques!

Gretel subconsciously raised his hand. A [Cure Minor Injury] shot passed over, and the dragon wings fluttered slightly, showing almost no signs of healing. Another one fell on the dragon scales. The scales seemed to be a little attached, but the broken parts did not grow properly...

It’s better to sew directly! At least the sewing is done and it looks like they are connected on the outside! No, the dragon scales are so strong, and the dragon skin is so tough, a surgical curved needle probably won’t be able to penetrate it...

"Oh, Mr. Mage, no need!" The silver dragon lay on the ground and flicked its tail. She chewed those holy symbols, and the hazy white light shattered in her mouth piece by piece, and soon floated out and fell all over her body:

"If they did it, use their stuff to treat it!"

The white light swept over the body, scales, membranes, wings, large and small wounds, and it didn't take long for them to heal one by one. Grete watched intently and suddenly asked:

"Did someone from the Glorious Holy See beat you?"

"They're not here to beat me! They're here to beat my aunt! They're hiding in ambush, and if I break through, they'll beat me!" Yinlong wrinkled his nose and snorted. She then stuck her head out again and sniffed Grete:

"Mr. Master, what's your name? What are you doing here?"

"Gretel Nordmark. I came up with the dwarf kingselect team. We want to climb to the top of the peak and then go back down after the sacrifice." Gretel answered in a straight-forward manner. He still wanted to ask her name, but Yinlong snorted, and the fire in his breath almost set him on fire:

"Gretel Nordmark. I remember you!"

She suddenly stood up and spread her wings. Once, twice, and after several slaps, it slowly rose. It circled around Grete's head for a few times, then suddenly turned and flew straight north.

Over the top of the mountain and through the clouds. Soon, the silver body disappeared in the dusk.

Gretel plopped down on the ground.

Who says you won’t meet a dragon!

——Who said that there are still seven or eight hundred miles away from the dragon's nest? Even if you climb to the top of the mountain, you will definitely not encounter a dragon!

Wait, that silver dragon said that he has a different smell. What is it?

Grete smelled the back of her hands and then her palms. She also took out all the bits and pieces on her body and smelled them one by one. The placket, cuffs, the surface of the space bag, the [Endless Ink Pen] in the chest pocket, the pendant of unknown material that has been hanging around the original owner's neck and he has not taken it off...

Sorry, I don't smell anything except sweat and dust.

...I have to find a way to take a shower!

After going down the mountain, find a place to take a shower quickly! ...How about wiping your clothes with snow first?

Gretel hesitated and walked towards the hillside. Use the mage's hands to gather a handful of snow, then gather another handful of snow, and wipe the leather jacket carefully. By the time they were almost wiping up and down, the sky was already completely dark, and there were loud shouts in the distance. The dwarves led the goats and came over with one foot high and one foot low:

"Gretel! You're okay, that's great!"

They stayed one night at a nearby campsite and spent the next day climbing the mountain on two legs. Gretel worked hard with his hands empty, and climbed to the top of the mountain desperately. He watched the dwarves clear a flat piece of snow, lay the armor and weapons they carried on their backs flat on it, surround the flat ground, and sing sacrificial songs...

I don’t know how they can find the energy to sing on the top of this snow-capped peak, even if it’s hard to breathe while standing.

After singing one song, he sang another one!

It took one day to climb from the snow line to the top, and another day to get down from the peak to the snow line. The group of people rode on the goats and returned along the ridge. As dusk approached, a silver-haired girl suddenly walked out on the mountain road ahead:

"Hey! Mr. Mage, and these guys, where are you going? Can we share some company?"

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