The Last Dragon Rider

Armor

"Alaric must not know, if he and Calder Hall have anything in common. I'm afraid he feels isolated let alone many who call him mixed blood in Sgail Shinthiche.

"I fear that it will backfire on him until he hates all the clans that have made him suffer" Bana-phrionnsa Tara thought, he fell silent until he fell asleep.

"I heard, long ago .. if Calder was isolated. He was not welcome in the human clan as well as in the elf clan, thus making Calder wrath and kill all his family.

"In fact, Calder himself killed both his human parents and elves, he felt dislike and accepted being born of a mixed race. In ancient times, it was very taboo, "inner Bana-phrionnsa Tara, he looked up and felt if he did not want to if Alaric suffered the same fate as Calder.

"I hope Alaric isn't some crazy Calder Hall! I hope that when in West village everyone loves him because Haiden is so protective that no one dares insult him" Bana-phrionnsa Tara said.

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While Alaric can not also close his eyes that still remember so great a Cardel Hall but could commit a series of terrible murders.

"To be a great person is not to oppress a weak person but, on the contrary, to protect him …." Alaric flipped his body until morning came.

After taking a bath Alaric prepared to quickly train and strengthen himself in order to protect the weak.

"I must be strong, however I must be able to defeat Calder Hall. At least I can protect the people I love," Inner Alaric, he immediately came out from inside his room.

Alaric goes to the landfill where Garay taught him yesterday before the catastrophe strikes the Golden. Alaric began to order his sword to burn it inside the magma and put it into the cold water and hit his sword again.

Alaric did it over and over again, after feeling enough he started making armor for the Zerrin.

"Alaric! You came so fast?" greet Zerrin.

Zerrin curled up at the side of Alaric who was still trying to print a harness on a molded coaster that specifically made a suit of armor for dragons designed by Garey at Alaric's suggestion.

Alaric and Garey worked together to make the shirt, "Well, you guys are early in the morning! What if we have breakfast first?" invite Garey, "so that the body is more energetic to work," continued Garey.

For a week they did the work of making the Zerrin armor and practicing the sword until the time they had to get out of Golden.

"Look, the results are amazing, right? Well, you're so great, Mr Garey?" alaric said, he was proud of his and Garey's achievements.

"All this is also thanks to you Mr. Alaric. You are so great at ordering and carving the armor of Lord Dragon Zerrin. 

"Miss Zerrin, what if now we'll ask you to try on this Zerrin suit?" Garey.

"Well, I'm so happy!" said Zerrin blushed in embarrassment, he immediately stood up gallantly.

Alaric and the goblin clan immediately put on a golden and silver armor on Zerrin's body.

"You are so beautiful, Miss Zerrin!" praise all the satisfied elves.

All day everyone admired the shirt, Zerrin had flown back and forth to try the shirt, he felt there was nothing to worry about.

"This is so awesome! Thank you, Alaric, Mr. Garey, and all the goblin clans. You're great!" puji Zerrin satisfied.

"Thank God if you are satisfied Miss," whispered Garey happily, for the first time the goblins made a suit of armor for the dragon clan. 

"It's a suit of armor for you Dragon Rider!" said Gorra, he deliberately made his own armor for Alaric.

Gorra felt that Alaric did not think of a suit of armor for her, so Gorra made it.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" reply Alaric happy.

"Now it's time for you to eat and get out of Romundur. Not that I'm expelling you guys but you should leave as soon as possible, I think Jolla needs you!" Gorra.

Gorra and everyone drove the four of them to fly from the top window of Mount Romundur.

"Be careful, greetings to the king of Jolla and Queen Zarina" said Gorra, smiling at the four of them.

"Definitely His Majesty the King" replied Tara, Alaric, and Zerrin.

"Gorra, learn son. Out there, open your eyes wide what needs to be taken and applied in Golden life take that knowledge, but if it is not appropriate do not.

"Don't embarrass the Golden people especially the Goblin clan, because one mistake you made then all those mistakes will affect all your clans.

"Bring your clan's name to the ultimate good and truth, son. Don't forget that" Gorra advised her son.

"Good, Dad! I'll remember everything" Gorra smiled back, trying to promise not to embarrass his clan's good name.

"Your Majesty, I'm sorry if Zerrin and I made a mistake during our time at Golden. We both apologize Your Majesty, because I cannot teach Zerrin well" Alaric said.

"Dragon Rider and Dragon Zerrin, you guys are not doing anything at all I'm happy you three are in Romundur in this month.

"There is a lot of happiness and lessons we can learn from this cooperation. I hope, one day we will fight again during the battle in Torak," said Gorra.

"Okay, Your Majesty, we will remember all your tips and messages" Alaric, Tara, Zerrin, and Gorra said, crossing their arms around their chests.

"Goodbye, may the Gods always bless you," the blessing of Gorra raised both hands with his hammer.

Alaric, Tara, and Garey climb onto Zerrin's back which takes him flying out from the top of Romundur mountain and landing on land at the foot of Romundur mountain where Storm and Sorrow are still waiting for their master.

"Mr Garey, come .. ride with me. My horse's name is Storm, later in town we'll buy you a horse" Alaric said.

"Well, I really want to ride the Dragon Rider Master's horse" Garey replied.

"Mr Garey, please if you're out here just call me Alaric! I don't want the enemy to follow us and find out that I'm the new dragon rider.

"I don't want to because of that name, you who are with me will be doomed" Alaric said.

"Alaric, right, Mr. Garey. Here is not the comfortable Golden and Sgail Shinthiche. However, in the human world everything becomes chaotic we do not yet know which friends and which opponents Master," said Bana-phrionnsa Tara.

"Oh, fine then Mr and Bana-phrionnsa. I'm completely new this time out of Romundur so, I really need guidance. At least I know, where g is right and which is not" Garey smiled.

Garey felt grateful, "I'm happy with you guys by my side, if other people I'm not sure if they'll help me. Thank you for being my best friend, Mr. Alaric and Bana-phrionnsa Tara as well as Dragon Zerrin" Garey said.

"Just like Mr. Garey!" the three smiled back, they continued to drive the horses away to Jolla over the Torak hill, along the way they saw the horrors perpetrated by the Gorian knights.

"I just found out, life outside Romundur is so horrible. You greats can still survive so far," Garey said, he saw the rest of the deaths and the scars of the battle as well as the corpses that were scattered.

"Are these all massacres perpetrated by the Gorians?" garey asked, as they examined the wounds on the bodies scattered in the area and the rooms they passed.

"Yes, that's it! Everything was planned and done by Calder Hall and his allies" Alaric said, still examining all the bodies.

"It seems they have just been at war, strange ... Bana-phrionnsa, where is the direction and destination of the road to it?" alaric was confused.

"That's Jolla's job. Is Jolla at war?" tara asked slightly frowning her forehead.

"Come, we move to Jolla. I'm afraid Jolla is going through a terrible war!" tara said, she darted up onto the back of her horse.

So did Alic and Garey, "Come, Storm! Get to Jolla!" alaric shouted, he spurred his horse to run fast to go to Jolla.