Chapter 690: Take it off later!
The support from the guild came later than Gordon and the others expected.
On the eleventh day after the letter was sent, a high-speed airship finally appeared over the village of Sinard.
Gordon crossed his arms and stared quietly at the slowly landing airship. He was not in a good mood at this time.
It takes about two days for the Peregrine Falcon to fly to Dongdoruma, and it takes about three days for the high-speed airship to fly from Dongdoruma, and no more than four days at most. In other words, it takes at least a week to fly from Dongdoruma.
What are you doing? !
These days, Hayata and Feng Ying are not having a good time.
After lending the black dragon armor to Feng Ying, the mad dragon virus in Hayata's body lost its suppression and broke out extremely violently.
Although there was no abnormality on the surface, it could be seen from her limbs that twitched from time to time due to pain and her eyes that were completely bloodshot that she was just enduring.
Feng Ying also wanted to return the Black Eclipse Dragon Armor, but Hayata, who had experienced that kind of "rebound", refused.
It is not a good idea to switch equipment between the two of them, taking turns suppressing the virus, and then repeatedly facing explosive rebounds. It is better for her to take more responsibility.
At any rate, she has been coexisting with this virus for nearly a whole year, and she has adapted to it to a certain extent.
The empty boat docked at the edge of the platform on the top of the mountain, the gangway unfolded, and several people stepped off.
Gordon raised his eyebrows, led his companions to meet him, and punched the leader in the chest.
This punch was not with all his strength, but it was definitely not light. With a muffled "bang" sound, the silver-haired swordsman couldn't help but take a few steps back.
His expression was distorted for a moment, he coughed dryly, and said out of breath: "Cough cough cough...what's wrong with you?!"
Gordon bared his teeth and said, "It's a little slow."
The visitor was stunned for a moment, and then noticed Hayata's eyes that had almost completely turned purple, and Feng Ying's extremely ill-fitting black dragon armor.
With his quick thinking, he quickly analyzed the current situation and said apologetically: "Sorry, it did take a while, but don't worry, the problem of rabid dragon disease will be solved soon."
Gordon then opened his arms and the two hugged.
“Long time no see, Brother Julius.”
“Well, long time no see, Gordon.”
Yinbian and Bitou, the two hunting groups greeted each other. Most of them were acquaintances.
Only Feng Ying and the newcomer Aiden (Brother Sunshine) didn't know each other, and the experienced spear user, who was sturdy and looked to be in his forties, was not very familiar with Gordon and the others.
"This is Senior Will (pen-tip spear, no name), a seven-star spear user. Before I joined 'our brigade', he was a hunter in the brigade, an old acquaintance of the leader, and a very powerful spear user. Hayata introduced Gordon and the others with a smile.
“I can tell.” Gordon shook hands with the unsmiling spearman.
The opponent is equipped with a set of heavy golden armor. From the obvious guild emblem on the armor, it can be seen that this person, like Julius, belongs to the direct line of the guild.
As far as Gordon knows, in addition to the Guild Knights and Guild Nights, the Guild also has a special force composed almost entirely of Lancers.
They belong to the guild knights, but they don’t often travel outside. The palace knights who guard the Grand Palace are their members.
If you guessed correctly, there is a high probability that this senior Will is also one of them, or at least once was one of them. Considering the age and strength of the other party, there is a high probability that he has also served in important positions such as troop commander.
“Let’s talk about pleasantries later.”
The only female in the Bitou hunting group, Nadia looked at Hayata worriedly and said, "Hurry up and ask the professor to treat Hayata and the others."
A short figure swooped past everyone's legs and arrived in front of Hayata.
He pushed up the thick glasses on the bridge of his nose, took a closer look at Hayata's purple sclera, and spoke very quickly: "Can you still maintain your sanity despite being infected to such an extent and not suppressed by medicine?
Your immunity to dragon disease is indeed very strong, but if you continue like this, even you will soon be unable to withstand it. "
“There is no complete cure yet, but a new generation of drugs has been developed to suppress the activity of the virus, which is more effective and lasts longer. However, the shelf life is short and the quantity of materials is limited and must be prepared on site.
Our purpose this time was to prepare materials and special equipment for mixing potions, which is why we waited so long in East Doruma. "
The professor's answer made Gordon and others heave a sigh of relief, and the atmosphere at the scene softened a bit.
The old man was an impatient man. After explaining briefly and quickly, he turned back to the airship and shouted, "Assistant! Alva! Move down all the materials and mixing equipment!"
We also need a still and a separator. Those are too heavy to carry on the airship, but the apothecary master in Sinard Village has them all.
Where does Master Ikaspam or Master Yamanaku live? Take me there! "
The professor said this last sentence to the elder who followed Gordon and the others. This old man seemed to be very familiar with the people and things in Sinard Village.
The elder didn’t waste any time and led the professor towards the village.
Two figures followed closely behind.
Among them, Gordon, who was carrying large and small bags, was very familiar with him. Alva, a disciple of the professor and a member of the scrivener team, was once a frail young man but now has a somewhat strong appearance.
This is the first time for another person whom the professor calls “assistant”.
That is a beautiful dragon tribe woman, her silver-white semi-long hair is meticulously combed, her exquisite and intricate headdress shines brightly, and she has an elegant and calm pace.
She doesn’t look like a scholar’s assistant, but rather like a lady walking out of a banquet hall.
Gordon didn't dare to look too much, Hayatako with scarlet eyes was standing next to her, although her red eyes had nothing to do with the lady.
“Senior Gordon.”
“Huh?” Gordon, who felt a little guilty for no reason, turned around sharply.
Hayata didn't understand why Gordon's reaction was so big, but she didn't think much about it. She just said with a little surprise: "Senior Gordon, don't you think that the assistant lady is very similar to that lady in appearance and attire?" ?”
“That... ah, are you talking about the lady president of Minagarde Assembly Hall?”
"yes."
"It really is."
“President Mi Cheng and she do have a very close relationship.”
Julius opened his mouth and said: "That lady holds the position of assistant researcher in the newly established Research Institute of Dragon Disease, but her actual identity is the sponsor of the institute.
All in all, she is, well, quite a difficult lady to deal with. "
Ancier also added: "It can be seen from the clothing and decorations that their ancestors were 'Dragon Nobles' from the Xiqi Kingdom. They have already taken root in the Old Continent and have considerable resources and resources in their hands. strength.
But it has nothing to do with us. "
Gordon shrugged, indeed.
"Oh, what weird things are you talking about, dragon nobles?" Feng Ying, the only dragon noble among the people present, showed off her differences from the "dragon nobles".
She was taking off her clothes carelessly.
“Feng Ying!” Hayata quickly ran over to stop her.
Gordon also scolded angrily: "What are you doing taking off your clothes?!"
“Give the armor back to Sister Hayata.” Feng Ying said matter-of-factly: “It will take a while before the potion is ready. Let Sister Hayata suppress the virus first.
And these greaves are too uncomfortable to wear! "
Feng Ying kicked her little feet with a recurved structure unique to the dragon race and muttered.
“Take it off later!”
(End of this chapter)