The Last Dragon Rider

Life in Agrout Dragon

"Steel Tarnak, father of Bana-phrionnsa Tara Dale?" alaric asked, he did not know much about Tarnak and the Bana-phrionnsa Tara family.

"Yes, you're right. Hm, the sun is up, do you want to take a walk around the Luchairt Dragon?" tanya Crentoubagan Teine, he wanted to take Alaric and Zerrin for a walk in the Lchairt Dragon region.

"Of course, Your Majesty. If Your Majesty doesn't mind. I really want His Majesty," Alaric replied, he was eager to visit the Lentchairt Dragon as well as the Zerrin.

Zerrin followed the two walking on the back, "Zerrin, take Alaric! We fly for a moment" asked Cribagan Teine.

"Okay, Your Majesty!" reply Zerrin.

They surround the Lingchairt Dragon with a vast desert area and there is only one oasis in the middle of the desert for visitors and traders. The entire desert is overgrown with flowering cactus bushes and full of thorns.

"The Tarnak Plates are the greatest sepuh of its time to date. But, he could only be contacted by the elf queen or her family or there was something important happening in Sgail Shithiche.

"If not don't expect to meet him," said Crentubagan Teine.

"Oh, really?" alaric asked, "i didn't expect my future father-in-law to be so amazingly great" inwardly.

Alaric looked around.

"How do the inhabitants get His Majesty's water?" tanya Alaric is confused by the state of society in Lchairt Dragon.

"Residents have their own water flow from within the desert that flows from this oasis. This oasis never dries," said Crabagan Teine, he stuck out a muzzle to drink water.

"I know, King Jolla and the others must have been disappointed with me. But, I can't leave the residents who are struggling in the midst of chaos over the Bagshot attack.

"Attack after attack from the Gorians using Bagshot, overwhelmed us. If only by using their strength we the dragon clans could still protect the human race here. 

"But if they use Bagshot it is very difficult" Crentubagan Teine said.

"Does the Gorians always attack here?" alaric asked, and he took the water with both hands and drank it.

"The water is so fresh!" lirih Alaric did not expect.

"Zerrin, you want to see your race, don't you? Go with Crock," CrentoBagan told Teine.

"Okay, Your Majesty! Alaric, I go first" said Zerrin winking.

Alaric immediately wanted to open his mouth but, he put it down, Alaric felt a little embarrassed to Crock and Crentubagan Teine who were staring at him. Alaric was ashamed that he was too possessive of Zerrin.

"Zerrin, don't fuck around. I know Crock is very handsome and still young. Remember, you're still a kid!" he was in telepathy.

"Hm, yes!" reply Zerrin, he touched and kissed Alaric's cheek. 

Alaric only smiled gently stroking Zerrin's head, "Be careful, don't go too far Zerrin. I don't want you guys to come home too late. What if there's a bagshot," Alaric said.

"Alright ..," Zerrin replied, he was still staring at Alaric's face with his big face.

"Mr Crock. I tipped my daughter, she's a little mischievous and reckless. Please, watch him!" alaric told Crock.

"Don't worry, sir!" reply Crock.

The two flew into space, leaving Alaric and Crentubagan Teine still staring at Alaric.

"This young man loved the young dragon so much," inwardly, he was filled with the affection seen between him like a father and his son.

"You love Zerrin so much" he said slowly.

"Yes, he's my only family besides Altaf and Bana-phrionnsa Tara. Zerrin and I left Jarome during the invasion of the Gorian dragon army into the village of West and killed the father as well as the whole village very well.

"My father just told me to go along with my horse's storm with an egg. I don't know what an egg is?" alaric retorted, he fell silent and looked at the oasis where the inhabitants began to arrive with camels and horses.

Everyone stared at the two and waved from across, Alaric replying while Crentubagan Teine merely nodded his head flaunting his row of sharp teeth.

"The Gorian army is indeed terrible many have been its victims. I propose to make a pact with some of the rulers in this Gorian. But I denied it" Crentubagan Teine said.

"Your Majesty, is there no way to destroy Bagshot?" alaric asked, he wanted to help.

"I don't know, because I can't see it either. How can we kill him?" tanya Crentubagan Teine's.

"Actually, the Bagshots are so easy to kill if we can see them let alone their weaknesses are fire and water.

"Hm, I'm still confused as to how the human clans, dragons, and giants can see the Bagshots," Alaric replied, he fell silent.

"Yes, we have tried in various ways but can not," whispered Crentoubagan Teine, he has done many things tai still failed.

"Fuck!" as Crentubagan Teine said, he heard from a distance that the Gorians were heading towards them.

Crentugagan Teine immediately called out to the dragon army, "The villagers quickly got out of the way! The Gorian army is approaching!" yell Crentubagan Teine.

"What?" the screams of everyone they instantly disappeared into the desert with a lightning fast make Alaric amazed by all that. 

Alaric did not expect that behind the desert sand there are roads that can be passed only by the residents of Crentoubagan Teine. Everyone darted quickly trying to save themselves.

"Alaric, careful! They're heading our way" Crabagan Teine said.

"Your Majesty!" reply Alaric he stood up and darted across the oasis and ran towards the Gorian troops.

"I don't want the blood to dirty the oases used by the residents and the dragon clan!" his inner.

"What are you doing Alaric?" tanya Crentubagan Teine flew after Alaric.

"I don't want a battle and there's blood that's going to dirty Your Majesty's oasis. Don't the residents of Crentugagan Teine rely on oases?" Alaric.

"Yes, you're right!" reply Crentoubagan Teine, "very noble heart of this young man," inner Crentoubagan Teine.

He did not expect that Alaric had an unusually kind and pure heart, "Usually if the rider is mostly arrogant. They also do not love their dragon which is only used as a tool.

"Different from this child, he was very mature and kind. Not only in his clan but in everyone," inner Crentubagan Teine.

He continued to observe what Alaric did that instantly drew his sword, he was floating in the air. Teine was surprised he could not believe that Alaric, so great, was floating in the air quickly and trying to face the enemy.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect that the new rider was already here! Lest you hope to bring the dragon clan to become a follower of your fellowship? 

"Hahaha, lest king Crentubagan Teine has started senile and wants to be ridden by the human clan? Stupidhead! When Emperor Calder Hall asked you to be his mount you refused!" as a wrathful Gorian dragon rider.

"What?! If you speak politely! You're not respecting anyone older than you. You don't deserve to be called a real rider!" ketus Alaric's.

King Crentugagan Teine simply smiled wily, "Until death, I will never want to be a Calder Hall mount!" crentugandgan Teine.