My Archangel

Regarding Qiaowen's judgment, Elisa did not refute, as always.

She just untied all the quilts on her body at random and threw it back to Qiao Wen, then grabbed him smoothly.

The two of them left the cave like they were on the way yesterday, walking towards the frost dragon not far away.

It seems that, except for the situation that made her feel particularly aggrieved when Vina was chased over, she didn't care very much and left everything to Qiao Wen to call the shots.

'As soon as we met, I caught me spraying to death. You guy is even more annoying than Camilla's wife. I will teach you today, what is the basic etiquette for communicating with dragons... Huh?'

Approaching Mebis step by step, Qiao Wen was thinking about it, but suddenly he noticed something wrong.

On the snow slope in the distance, I don't know if it was because of the short exercise time. Although it was devastated, the Frost Dragon had awakened from the fainting.

In such a short period of time, although the twisted limbs have not fully recovered, the wings that Osis used as a steering wheel before are intact and still have the ability to fly.

And it did fly staggeringly.

But for some reason, its flying direction was completely opposite to the lair on the top of the mountain, instead it was heading away from the snow-capped mountain.

In the next second, as if not noticing Qiao Wen who was approaching, the desperate frost dragon directly flapped its wings and disappeared into Qiao Wen's vision.

"...?"

Qiao Wen was dumb.

What is the situation?

This Mebis has already been injured so badly, and instead of returning to his lair, he left the snowy mountain without looking back?

"Did he notice Master Elisa next to me?"

Qiao Wen thoughtfully.

But he quickly ruled out this speculation.

Because the state that Mebis just now can be called purely unlovable... it doesn't look like it at all.

"Wait a minute? Now this situation... shouldn't it—"

A few seconds later, Qiao Wen's pupils shrank, and he suddenly thought of something at this moment.

"This Mebis, is planning to abandon the lair here?"

When this conjecture came to mind clearly, Qiao Wen suddenly understood.

Yes indeed!

How did I forget this detail.

After the previous few seconds of despair, although it was short, Mebis must have left a considerable shadow in his heart.

In other words, here, this snow slope, and even this whole snow mountain, to it... has definitely become a heartbroken place.

Especially now, in Qiao Wen's speculation, this frost dragon...At this time, it probably has a serious psychological trauma that "seeing snowflakes can associate myself with being pushed on the ground by the Dragon King".

In this case, it is not incomprehensible that it chose to abandon the lair here.

"But... really just left? Nothing at home?"

Although Mebis' reaction was reasonable, Qiao Wen still felt a little strange.

Because based on the information he got in Vina's books, this frost dragon should have only had this lair for hundreds of years.

The name of this snow-capped mountain was renamed Mebis, because this is its base camp.

In addition, at least there is no environment suitable for adult dragons to live in other places nearby.

In other words, there is a high probability that the treasures that Mebis has accumulated over the centuries are still in the lair...

"...Okay, don't need the small sesame seeds like Longya. Anyway, go directly to the top of the mountain to hold the watermelon."

After balancing, Qiao Wen quickly made a decision.

Originally, the only thing in this snow-capped mountain that made him a little scrupulous was Mebis before the injury.

Now that the Lord of the Snow Mountain has been injured and left the Snow Mountain, there is really nothing to worry about.

"Master Elisa."

Thinking of this, Qiao Wen turned to look at the archangel beside him again.

The latter seemed to know what he was going to do, and naturally changed his steps, holding a backpack in one hand and pulling him towards the top of the snow-capped mountain with the other.

'But... I won the opportunity to copy the dragon's house without much effort. I always feel that it is a development of giving pillows as soon as I doze off. I have to pay more attention this time.'

On the way, Qiao Wen didn't want to be so excited at the beginning.

Although in the end there was no conflict with the frost dragon Mebis, and the archangel was never injured from start to finish, this development always made him feel wrong.

After all, before Vina was taken away by Camilla, he had already suffered once.

Now, he doesn't think that the bad luck that has been with him for decades has any signs of improvement. On the contrary, this bad luck seems to have become more skinny recently.

It will make Qiao Wen have the illusion of smooth wind and water repeatedly, and then rakes backwards at critical times, and will overturn the car if he is not paying attention.

"According to this logic, I feel that something dangerous may be hidden near the lair. Master Elisa, don't stay too far away from me later."

Thinking of this, Qiao Wen made a serious suggestion to the archangel.

"..."

Hearing these words, the archangel nodded slightly.

She didn't think there was anything wrong with Qiao Wen's idea.

After all, although this is the first time in her life to respond to the call, she thinks that the reason she is here is to protect Qiao Wen's life safety as mentioned in the contract.

...

A few hours later.

The rising sun gradually evolves towards the setting sun, and Qiaowen and Elisa are getting closer and closer to the top of the mountain.

I have to say that with the archangel dragging, Qiao Wen's speed on the road has far exceeded the level of normal humans, and it is very labor-saving, which can be said to be uncomfortable.

"It seems to be able to see it, there should be Mebis' lair..."

With his eyes slightly squinted, Qiao Wen stared at a dilapidated ruin on the top of the mountain, looking through the white snow.