The Last Dragon Rider

The Lentuchairt Dragon region

"Greetings Your Majesty King Crentouabagan Teine and all the dragon clans, I am Alaric and this is Zerrin. There's a bunch of Bagshots attacking us and the human clan" Alaric said, saying what they are and to be honest.

"Hm, so you're riders and dragons from Jarome's hill. Bagshot .. So, they've attacked all the way here?" crentugingan Teine said, he was pensive for a moment.

Crentougan Teine was increasingly worried about everything that would happen, if Bagshot had already started to enter the desert near Lchairt Dragon so he felt that their defense should be further enhanced.

However, none of that will work because Crumbagan Teine and the dragon clans know that their defense and strength are completely meaningless because Bagshot is so incredibly powerful and invisible. 

They simply could not attack Bagshot and knew of their whereabouts no matter where they were. Teine grew increasingly restless and worried, fearing that the dragon clan would kill each other and wipe out all humans because of Bagshot's influence that would capture them and make them slaves like the Gorian army.

Rumors had been heard a lot and Cribagan Teine had already sent out a spy to investigate the truth for the sake of truth if Calder Hall had made a large army of Bagshot to kidnap the dragon clans and the giants who wanted to take sides the fellowship of races.

"Alright, let's take all the humans to Lentchairt Dragon. We have to treat them otherwise they will sleep forever and will never wake up again, it will be terrible. Crock, order the herds to take the humans!" crentuginagan Teine.

All humans were carried by the dragon clan using claws, placed on their backs, or mouths.

"Hm, you .. come with us. Don't you guys want to go to Senichairt Dragon?" asked Crentubagan Teine, he stared at Zerrin and Alaric alternately with his golden eyes.

"Right be His Majesty the King" replied Zerrin and Alaric.

Alaric immediately shot up onto the back of the Zerrin and flew after the dragon herd that had first flown towards the barren hill in front of them.

"Zerrin, is that Lchairt Dragon? So inda! Why does everything look like it's new?" ask Alaric curiously.

All the dragon herds heard every utterance from the two different types as if they were talking casually.

"Yes, because we're the Alaric dragon clan. We can adapt the body to every climate and temperature. So we don't need to be too secretive or anything like human clans, elves, and Goblins." Zerrin told all of that with an amused chuckle.

"Then, how do you sleep like in Zedin (Sgail Shithiche)?" ask Alaric curiously. 

"I don't know, I've never been home. How anyway? Well, you're getting senile if you're away from Bana-phrionnsa Tara!"ketus Zerrin's.

"Cih, back home village. Watch out, don't flirt and flirt with the young dragon let alone the old Zerrin! Remember you are a child, your body is big. 

"I don't want them to take advantage of my little girl! I'll break their wings if they mess with you!" Threat Alaric.

"Yes, geez! I'm not a child I have the freedom to befriend any male dragon!" zerrin Umpat.

"I'm not limiting you to being friends with anyone. Just please, don't get married just yet. That's terrible Zerrin! Do you understand that?" Alaric.

"Yes! Aye! But, I still want to be friends with everyone Daddy!" zerrin said, he pouted.

"Yes, geez! I told you you could be friends with anyone. I do not forbid, just .. I beg you not to have children just yet, I .. have not been able to give a good world to my grandson and son Zerrin, that is what I feared … 

"Do you want your children to be born when Calder was in power?" lirih Alaric, "i was horrified to imagine calvala children, elves, goblins, and dragons.

"I don't want to see death anywhere because of Calder" he said.

King Crentugagan Teine and the supreme bodyguard of the Lentuchairt Dragon kingdom fell silent digesting what they were talking about, all just silent and listening to also feeling a little happy even though sadness struck their hearts.

Arriving at the Senichairt Dragon the dragons laid the human clan on a flat stone and sniffed their faces with strange chatter. Zerin followed the line, Alaric was silent, he did not understand the clan language of the dragons.

One by one the humans awakened and were enchanted by the dragons.

"His Highness Crentoubagan Teine! Thank you, for helping us" said someone there and everyone else did the same thanking Crbagan Teine and all the dragon clans.

"Did the Bagshots attack again?" asked Crentubagan Teine, he felt sad.

"Yes, Your Majesty! Now they attack every twilight, we can't dwell and save ourselves" she said.

"I'm sorry .. I can't help you, because .. I'm as blind as the human and giant clans, too" replied Crentubagan Teine.

King Crentubagan Teine stared silently into space where moonlight and stars still illuminated the sky.

"But, Your Majesty has helped us!" said one man among many.

"I'm not the one who helped you! We only healed you. Your helpers are the man and the little dragon!" point Crentubagan Teine at Alaric and Zerrin who are still in the back row of the humans.

"Oh, really?! Anyone who has helped us. We say thousands of thanks to the Lord and the dragon clan who have been trying to protect us" said a man who was quite wise and thoughtful.

"Eh, we .. just happened to be able to help you Old Man! We ... do nothing" Alaric was confused.

"A very humble and extraordinarily good boy. The prediction is true if a new rider will be born. But, I see him ... is he like Calder? Mixed-blooded?" inin Crentugagan Teine.

Crentugagan Teine observed Alaric smiling and laughing to the dragons and humans speaking politely and sociablely.

"Will he not be the same as the monstrous Calder Hall? Isn't it wrong to put faith in mixed dasha?" batin Crentoubagan Teine is suspicious of Alaric.

Crentubagan Teine still continues to observe Alaric like something that needs to be examined carefully, he felt if Calder and Alaric are different. He recalled the story of the struggle of a pair of lovers from the elves and the human rider.

Crentugagan Teine sighed, he did not know to be happy Ara was sad to find reality in plain sight if the son of the rider was right in front of the eyes with the kindness and strength that both his great parents had.

"Um, she's half elf and half human .. does she know?" inward Crentugagan Teine, "Young Miss, what's your name?" crentubagan asked Teine to Zerrin in their telepathy in the dragon language.

However, he did not know who to ask while Hayden's father Alaric had died to save him.

"Hm, Miss Zerrin. Is Alaric a mixed blood?" asked Crentubagan Teine, he wanted to reinforce his view.

"Yes, Your Majesty. But, he didn't know it at all. Queen Zarina and Bana-phrionnsa Tara asked me to keep this a secret until the time came" Zerrin said.

"Why?" crentubagan asked Teine suspiciously, "is he very selfish and arrogant?" continued.

"No, Your Grace. On the contrary, Alaric has an amazingly good soul," Zerrin replied, showing all the memories of Alaric's struggle to save the first fight to sacrifice himself for the good of all the people of all the clans.

"Oh, does that mean he's the son that Bana-phrionnsa Tara saved? Hm, if you look at both parents .. they are a good couple, I hope that their son is no different from both parents," inner Cribagan Teine.

The King smiled, he was a little relieved to receive Alaric at the Senichairt Dragon. Crentugagan Teine did not feel afraid or horrified again to imagine it.

"All right, then! If you're tired take a break," Crnobagan Teine said.

Crentugagan Teine just stared at everyone who was talking a lot of things and about the evil of the vile and cruel Gorian clans. Crentoubagan Teine was still listening to Alaric's chatter and everyone.

"So, you're the inhabitants of this desert?" asked Alaric, he did not expect that in the barren desert it has a human countryman. 

Alaric thought that the inhabitants of the Luchairt Dragon were only dragon clans, "It turns out that they were under the protection of King Crentubagan Teine," Inner Alaric, said, he turned to king Crentugagan Teine who was looking at him sharply as if he was investigating.

"Yes, we're a desert tribe living under deserts or rocks. However, the storm always closed our house but we could always get out. 

"Bagshots can always smell the scent of humans, dragons, and giants. King Crentugagan Teine has been trying to protect us but, always to no avail, Bagshot is terrible!" said old old one.

"Oh, so! Hm, because Bagshot is indeed a creature that ..," Alaric replied, he wanted to continue his words but he felt it would frighten everyone until he held back all that.

"Can Mr Alaric see it?" ask one of the residents.

"Yes, I .. I don't know either. Why can I see it?" alaric replied, he was silent.

Alaric himself was astonished by all this. However, he is still looking for answers to everything he is going through.

"I only heard that all I could see were elves, goblins, and high-level human magicians. Are you one of that tribe sir?" ask the desert people.

"Eh, I .. I am not one of them, hehehe I ... is just an ordinary human Uncle," Alaric replied confusedly, "I am not one of them but, I .. is it true if I am mixed blood? 

"Is it possible that I'm half an elf remembering my silver hair and long cheeks?" inner Alaric, he fell silent and still kept thinking.

Alaric wanted to hold onto the earlobe and see the silver hair he had tied up. He felt that from the time he was in Shithiche he felt part of the elves and that when he was among men he felt part of them.

King Crentoubagan Teine descends from a large rock made of sculpture with a layer of glowing rocks topaz beautifully mixed aquarium. 

Alaric felt that it was the guards who did that with their powerful magic spray. Crentoubagan Teine approached the human clans and Alaric.

"Connecting it is almost morning, you should be ready to go home and work, remember to light the fire if the night arrives.don't let your guard down!" crentugagan Teine's message to all human clans.

"Thank you, Your Majesty King Crombagan Teine! We will remember your message," replied all the residents smiling.

"Alright, Your Majesty, we'll step down!" said one of the elders of the desert tribe's human clan.

"Be careful, Mr. Drake! Remember my message, I can't help you. I'm sorry!" crentugingan Teine said to Drake, a desert tribe.

"Don't punish yourself, Your Majesty. All of this, the fate of the Almighty, may Zeus always be with us" replied One-half Drake.

As old as Drake touched the towering leg scales of Crambagan Teine, stroking and kissing her as well as all other humans.

"We retreat first Your Majesty! We will remember His Majesty's message" said Sepuh Drake.

Crentugagan Teine just nodded his head to release the departure of the human clans ushered in by Dragon Commander Crock.

The human clans left the Lentourairt Dragon, only Alaric and the dragon clans remained silent.

"Please sit Alaric and Zerrin. Are you guys here specifically or do you want to invite me to join the fellowship?" ask Crentubagan Teine, he softened a little.

"Eh, we're just-" Alaric glanced towards Zerrin, he was puzzled as to what to answer.

"Hamba who invites Alaric to see the hometown and the origin of the servant as a dragon clan. King Jolla and the others did not say anything," replied Zerrin, trying to be careful that Crentubagan Teine did not know what they meant.

"Oh, hm .. I know, I reneged on my own promise to help the fellowship, me and King Dorba.

"However, you'll see for yourself that Bagshot has appeared in recent years. Now they are more and more desperate to kill and capture dragons, giants, and humans who are made Bagshot.

"That means it will be difficult for the dragon clan and the giants are also human, I don't want the enemy to make us lose our way because we are completely blind to Bagshot" he said.

"So, Bagshot's the origin of humans? I only saw if their bodies were covered in black straw and. From behind the straw they have many weapons as if they were an arsenal. 

"They carried a net to catch men and dragons" Alaric replied pensively.

"The one who destroyed Bagshot was only as old as Tarnak of Shinthiche and the white witch Humaric, decades ago ...," replied Cribagan Teine, he reminisced about the times of darkness and destruction that once plagued clans of humans and dragons.