Chapter 130 Pigeon

"Then there's only one last question left." David took a deep breath.

"What?" Artilicia was quite proud of herself for showing her ability in front of her son for the first time.

"How should we 'take' this part? And as you said, we have to take three percent from each vehicle without attracting the attention of the high elf guards along the way?"

".This." Artilicia, who was just rushing home, suddenly became numb.

He has always been a good gentleman, how could he ever think about such a problem that is obviously prone to theft!

Finally, David came up with a theoretically feasible solution.

I thought of it based on a certain fantasy movie called Rogue Glory.

It's just that in the movie, the [Portal Staff] is used to put a fake famous painting installed at the portal exit into the carriage transporting the treasure.

What they have to do is much simpler. They directly use similar operations to steal some of the century-old incense seeds in each truck.

"Wonderful! It's a perfect plan!" Artilicia was so impressed when she suddenly heard that there was such an operation. She once thought that her son who could come up with such a plan was a genius.

"So, where can I get such a [portal staff]?" David asked.

"That's a rare thing." Artilicia spread her hands.

"Yes." David's tail slapped the floor, and all the nonsense he had been talking about for a long time was in vain. Without the core magic item, no matter how flawless the plan was, it would be in vain!

Artilicia did not dare to show off to her irritable red dragon son, so she quickly said:

"There is no [Teleportation Staff], but there is a spell that can create a [Teleportation Array]."

"You know how?" David was shocked.

My silver dragon father is really versatile. I don't see many serious spells. Rare and unpopular spells like [Controlling Celestial Phenomenon] and [Teleportation Array] appear one after another like pouring beans.

Artilicia did not dare to pull on David's thick but sensitive nerves this time, and said directly:

"No, but I can learn it right now! It's just a five-ring spell. It's already available in Dragon's Legacy. After reading a few books, I'll be able to learn it before I start work tomorrow."

".Spells, are they so easy to learn?" David was really confused this time.

If the spell is so easy to learn, his use of powers to combine the 'Blood Wheel Eye' suddenly doesn't seem so rare anymore.

Artilicia looked at her son's admiring and somewhat disbelieving eyes, and suddenly felt a little complacent, and immediately boasted:

"What kind of dragon am I, your father? I am the silver dragon genius recognized by Dragon Island for nearly a hundred years!"

Then he reached out and patted David's big head:

"Don't worry, just leave the magic to me! Tomorrow morning you go to the cliff and wait. I'll take Tanya to school. I'll rush there as soon as she finishes her first alchemy theory class. I'll calculate the time. It should be more than enough.”

"That's okay." David said doubtfully.

But what David didn't see was that the silver dragon father sent him out of his bedroom door with his front foot, then scratched his hair and started rummaging through the cabinets.

He turned out the books such as "Space Theory", "Teleportation Theory and Practice", "Advanced Rune Sequence Calculation" and other books that he had purchased together in the bookstore and put them on the table to match the theories of the ancestors of the Dragon Legacy. The experience and my own practice notes were calculated crazily.

This spell is no better than magic, and it is also the most difficult space teleportation spell recognized by casters, and even more troublesome is the mobile teleportation coordinate rune sequence that must be accurate to the point that the error cannot exceed the carriage chassis!

It is a spell that can make ordinary spellcasters go bald, and even they may not be able to learn it and use it perfectly.

Artilicia actually lied to David to some extent.

He had been exposed to and learned this spell as early as Long Island, but he was not so proficient in using it.

But he has already boasted about his awesomeness, and if he cannot master this stuff, he will not be able to make money. If he cannot make this money, he will not be able to repay this debt.

When I think about the fact that those parents are still paying off the debt of his unfilial son, I think about how they might suffer the same situation as other Long Baiyan.

Artilicia became furious!

Then, the mathematics and space rune sequence formulas that once stumped him were solved step by step.

That night, compared to the thunderous snores of David and Tanya next door, Artilicia, their father, stayed up all night.

But his hard work paid off, and when the light on the window sill became brighter again, he finally figured out the sequence of space runes on that cliff.

But compared with the complicated rune sequence coordinates on the paper, there were also a lot of hairs on the table and on the ground.

It was also thanks to the hairy high elf that he transformed.

If it were a human with more fragile hair follicles, he would probably be bald by now.

The disheveled Artilicia threw away the twelfth quill that was also bald in her hand, and stood up in relief. He knocked on the slightly bright crystal window, as if to say good morning to the world:

"It's dawn, I won't sleep! My mind is full of rune sequence formulas, how can I sleep!"

The excited Father Long immediately knocked on the bedroom door of brother and sister David, humming the happy song "Meow Meow Meow Meow Meow":

"Get up! You should go to school and go shopping!" In fact, it was a hint to David to go out early and stop along the way to rule out any unexpected situations that might arise.

He had already finished the most troublesome and difficult part of this plan, leaving his lazy red dragon son to do some physical work within his ability.

Don’t go too far!

Father Yinlong, who had solved the biggest mathematical problem in Longsheng, felt a little swollen with disbelief.

Bang!

In the end, he was about to go to the kitchen to make breakfast for himself and the children. When he looked back, he saw the bedroom door flying directly from the door frame to the second floor, and David's face full of anger was revealed:

"What time is it? You don't want the dragon to have a good sleep, right? Dad, just wait. We, brother and sister, are waiting for us to go parkour in your nest tonight!"

"Parkour~" Dragon sister Tanya, who was half asleep on David's head, helped. Although she didn't know what parkour meant, it was politically correct to resist the power of Dragon's father who wouldn't let him sleep in.

"Stop!!! I was wrong!"

Artilisia, who was belatedly aware of the situation, began to wail first.

Oh my God! I just spent the night doing space math problems last night. I will make breakfast later, then send my daughter to school, teach an alchemy lesson, and accompany my son to rob, bah, steal, bah, get some seeds and come back to do alchemy studies. Verify it, and then go through this exciting day to prepare for a good night’s sleep!

forgive me!

Artilicia is already an old dragon who has thirty years left and is about to reach adulthood!

I can’t stand the torment of a pair of children!

Four and a half hours later, after going through the above-mentioned torment, Artilicia finally made it through the morning rush hour on the way to send her daughter to Devonsere, and survived the class with high-level school organizations observing him. After Foreign Teacher Long's 'exemplary alchemy teaching', he was about to go to the bathroom for a quick refreshment before heading out to meet his son outside the city.

A seemingly uncertain greeting from behind almost scared him to the point of peeing:

"Uncle Artilicia?"

Artilicia's entire dragon was numb. He forced himself to turn around and look at Elizabeth, who had not seen him for more than a year and looked a little haggard.

Forcing the sentence 'Why did you come to Devonsere? ’ Swallowed.

He understood why in an instant as he had a good understanding of the political situation of the high elves.

Elf King Eliandor, that old man,

In response to the local nobles' backlash against centralization, they asked Duke Militia of the Silver Wheel to send his only daughter, Elizabeth, to Devonsel College.

When the 'proton' comes.

After getting along for nearly ten years, Artilicia already regarded Elizabeth as half of her daughter, even if she was not her biological daughter.

When she thought of her current difficult situation, Atilicia felt very sorry for her.

But at this moment, he clearly wanted to drop everything to comfort Elizabeth, who needed support and comfort most at this moment.

And when he thought about his son still waiting for him outside the city, and about his parents in Longdao who were paying off his debts, he had no choice but to hold back the pity in his heart, and pretended to be uncertain when they met for the first time:

"This classmate, are you calling me?"

"Sorry, I got the wrong elf."

A somewhat dejected Elizabeth was about to leave when the unbearable voice of 'Teacher Anton Ella' came from behind:

"This classmate, have you encountered something? If you encounter any difficulties, you can tell me."

Artilicia glanced at the magic clock that still had some time, and finally couldn't help but stepped forward to talk.

Just when Artilicia was trying to 're-recognize' Elizabeth at the Magic Academy, hundreds of kilometers away from the Silver Castle.

But he didn't know that in the city of Seorus hundreds of kilometers away, a familiar dragon who had also stayed awake for two nights because of his 'outstanding performance' was packing his bags and transformed into a dragon amidst the exclamations of the elves. The young silver dragon soared into the sky and flew towards Devensel in the direction Artilicia left the night before.

As the current envoy of Dragon Island to the mainland of Granyel, Serena needs to come to Devensere to meet with the Elf King Eliandor.

The invitation has been delayed for several months.

David, who was between the two city-states, had also transformed into a red dragon. He lay on the cliff and watched for two or three hours. He looked at the road where the skyline had appeared, and the group of earth naturalists responsible for transporting century-old incense seeds. The druids showed up an hour early and were immediately confused:

"Am I being tricked by my dad? Or is he too punctual?!"

"Fuck! I knew this indecisive guy was unreliable!"

But David, who did not receive the message from the magical owl, just thought he was delayed by some urgent matter, so he had no choice but to rush into the forest below the foothills like a cheetah.

Not long after, hundreds of frightened goblins mixed with the rioting animals headed towards the breeding team on the avenue.

Impact away.

"Enemy attack! Prepare to fight!"

Just seeing that the only ones rushing towards them were goblins and animals, the hostility of the group of druids suddenly disappeared:

"Quickly, kill all the goblins, and then comfort these poor frightened and lost animals."

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