The black dragon's mouth was open in a daze, and Serena, who heard the shocking news, poked her head out from the back of the black dragon's neck and shouted, "Uncle Tosoro, what did you just say?"

Knight Tosolo wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and said, "The Duke's body can't hold on, and the Duchess and Miss can't resist the embezzlement of the property of the Sorrowful Wind family by those greedy nobles, so he asked me to bring you a message, asking you to go back to inherit the title and inherit the Sorrowful Wind Lord." ”

Cervantes was silent for a moment, tilted his head to the side, and muttered, "I am the Black Dragon, the free Black Dragon, the terrible Black Dragon, the Black Dragon will not inherit the title of human." ”

The maid kicked her master fiercely: "Are you stupid? Those nobles have embezzled your family's property, as long as you go back and inherit the Sorrowful Wind Collar, aren't those all your money? They are robbing your money!"

The black dragon didn't feel the pain, but the maid's words made his eyes widen, and he shouted angrily, "No one can snatch any gold from me, no one!

Cervantes's change of attitude was so quick that Tosolo couldn't react immediately, but after reacting, the knight loyal to the Duke of Sorrow was immediately overjoyed.

He hurriedly asked, "Young Master, are you willing to go back and inherit the Sorrowful Wind Collar?"

Cervantes glared and closed his mouth tightly, as if he was a little shaken, but finally he shrunk his slender snake neck and began to chant again: "The black dragon is free, it is ......"

The expressionless maid kicked the black dragon in the neck again, and said: "The duke can have the ownership of five cities, a main city has an annual income of at least 10,000 gold coins, the annual income of the duke should be able to reach 50,000, and your pocket money once every five years is only 500 gold coins, which do you think is more, 50,000 or 500?"

Cervantes' mouth was open, his saliva was about to fall to the ground, and only two words kept echoing in his head: "Fifty thousand, fifty thousand, fifty thousand, fifty thousand, fifty thousand......"

The knight of Tosolo was astonished, he couldn't believe that he could see so many emotional changes in the face of a dragon—ecstasy, greed, struggle, determination.

The black dragon turned his face and said, "Tosoro, tell me the location of the Sorrowful Wind Leader, and I'll rush over now!"

Tosolo knew that the 'Young Master Cervantes' was definitely not here to see the Duke for the last time, but it was already the greatest comfort for the Duke to be able to meet the Young Master Cervantes before he died.

He gave Cervantes a strange crystal pendant, and the black dragon gave it to the maid, and when Serena got the pendant, Tosolo said, "This pendant will always point in the direction of the Windbreaker, and when you hold the pendant, you will be able to know where the Windbreaker is." Master Cervantes, go back first, and perhaps see the Duke one last time before he dies. It was a sign, a proof of identity, and the maid showed the pendant to the city guards, and they knew it. ”

The edges and corners of the triangular pyramid pendant violated the rules of physics and pointed to the direction of the north-west, although I don't know how far it is, but it is also very close to the Kolo Kingdom, considering that the black dragon needs to rest after flying for a long time, it only takes seven or eight days at most to cross the Kolo Kingdom, even if the Sad Wind Collar is at the border, seven or eight days are enough.

But who knew that the knight of Tosolo did not finish speaking, he continued: "The Sorrowful Wind Territory is on the border of the Kolo Kingdom, close to the Southern Black Forest, when Young Master Cervantes you see the Black Forest, you will not be far from the Sorrowful Wind Territory......"

"Black Forest?" exclaimed the black dragon and the maid at the same time.

Knight Tosolo nodded: "Yes, Black Forest! After the great Krylov I put down the rebellion, I deigned to ask our Lord Duke, Young Master Cervantes, your father, the 'Screaming Wind' Sword Saint, to guard the borders and protect the peace of the Kolo Kingdom. Five hundred years have passed since then, and the nobles of the interior have forgotten the glory of their former family in the comfortable life, and the poor and extravagant nobles think that the threat of the Black Forest is not worth mentioning, and they are already planning how to seize the property of the Screaming Wind, so we ask the young master that you must inherit the title!"

Looking down at the inexplicable angry expressions on the faces of the Tosolo knight and the two warriors behind him, Cervantes turned away: "...... I'll go back and pack my things. ”

Although he was blown back a few steps by the strong wind driven by the black dragon taking off from the ground, the Tosolo knight was still excited and excited, anyway, to be able to let the Duke see that the young master had completed the intended goal before he died, and now the young master Cervantes may go back to inherit the title, which has exceeded his expectations, and can make him excited for a long time.

Looking at the smaller and smaller black shadows, the Tosolo knight stood in place and calmed his surging mind a little, turned around and said, "Let's go, let's go back to the Sorrowful Wind Leader!"

Cervantes returned to the dry cave, and although he didn't like the place much, he had lived there for more than ten years...... The main thing was that it was too tiring to move all the treasures, and even though he had a few dimensional bags, it was heartbreaking to think that he might not see these lovely gold coins for days.

Compared with the mentally handicapped black dragon (maid's words), Serena looked at the cozy wooden house built by herself and Cervantes in front of her, and suddenly felt a little reluctant and suffered in her heart.

Although it is inconvenient to live in the forest, at least it is comfortable, there is no intrigue and no disgusting people.

Cervantes, though sometimes funny, is also a dragon who can still be relied on at critical moments - and with his intelligence, even if he is evil, it is impossible to be evil, and the maid also thinks that this little life is quite good, but unfortunately it is the end of today.

She didn't have much to pack, just a few maid outfits and civilian clothes, and the spell book her father had left her.

Although fifteen years had passed, she had long since forgotten her father's appearance and voice, but whenever she saw this somewhat worn spell book, the maid couldn't help but think of her father with a warm embrace, and thanked him for taking her with her after her mother died.

Although his father is just a wandering mage, a shyness wandering mage, a wandering mage who doesn't even have a few decent spells, but no matter how poor his life is, he has never given up on her as a daughter, and if he can't take her with him on the task of guarding the caravan, no matter how high the reward for that task is, he will resolutely refuse.

Just after the resurrection, when the two souls were merging, her father had always been the pillar of her soul, and although he was long gone, this spell book that had taken him all his life became her only support.

"Thank you, father. ”

Serena gently picked up the worn-out spell book, held it in her arms, and walked out of the wooden house with a small wooden box full of clothes in her right hand.

Before the black dragon came out of the cave, the maid vaguely heard the sound of the gold coins rubbing in the cave, put the small wooden box on the ground, pulled up the skirt and sat on it, holding the spell book in her arms in a quiet daze, without the slightest intention of going in to help.

Cervantes walked out with a few dimensional bags in his paws, and said a little dejectedly: "I'm so tired, why don't we go back in a few days." ”

The maid glanced at him and calmly spat out a word from her mouth: "Gold Coin ......"

"Fifty thousand!"

cheered, and the black dragon's eyes instantly brightened: "I feel that I am full of strength, let's go now!"

Cervantes bent down, his wings resting on the ground, and the maid walked up slowly with a small wooden box, but he showed no impatience.

It's just a loss of face for the entire dragon clan (maid language)!

After circling a few times over the forest, the black dragon did not give up any longer, carrying the maid and his treasure towards the sad wind leader who had been pointed in the direction.