Home of the Brave

"Paona, where did your wound medicine... come from?"

In the room of the priest, Dai Yang sat on a chair, with his back bare, waiting for Paona to apply medicine to the wound, but his expression was quite nervous.

"My son, you haven't forgotten the accident..."

Seeing Dai Yang's appearance, Paona couldn't help but smile. There was actually a reason why Dai Yang was so afraid of wound medicine and even healing.

When he was a child, Dai Yang had lived in Dragon Nest for a long time. At that time, the people who took care of him were Paona and Noin. Because he didn't want to be forced to practice Wuxiang, Dai Yang was often thrown into the den of ogres or the colony of bullfights by his father, and was rescued by Nuoyin, who was rushed to him until he was half-dead. Paona always feels distressed every time she sees Dai Yang coming back with scars, but there is nothing she can do about it. All she can do is clean up Dai Yang's wounds, and then apply the wound medicine from Patty.

Basically, in addition to the strange color and smell, the wound medicine blended by the butler sister is quite effective, and Dai Yang didn't have much resistance.

However, on one occasion, Dai Yang occasionally broke into the laboratory deep in the maze to witness Patty's process of mixing the wound medicine. When seeing those weird materials processed in various disgusting ways, something that is often smeared on one's body was born, the young and immature mind was greatly impacted for a time. The result of this trauma is that the wound medicine that Patty has blended has become like a snake and scorpion, and even the healing itself has become negative.

However, no matter how negative, Dai Yang still couldn't resist Paona's care. However, Paona also fully understood Dai Yang's fear, and comforted him with a cheerful face.

"My son, this is the elixir I asked my friend to find from the Elf Village, not the wound medicine that Patty concocted."

"That's it..." Dai Yang relaxed a little, gritted his teeth and said: "Then, come on!"

"Please relax, son..." Paona persuaded Dai Yang, stretched out her hand to caress the wound on the man's back, and asked heartachely: "Are these all injuries suffered when fighting against Jimon?"

"Huh? No, it was caused by the trap of the labyrinth."

"...Organization trap?" Paona picked up the medicine jar to prepare the dressing, and couldn't help shaking her wings behind her after hearing the words-this was the performance of the wing people when they were surprised.

"But, isn't the son of Deep Red Corridor already able to come and go freely?"

"Ha, ha ha, this kind of thing happens occasionally...Why do you often walk by the river? How can anyone not wet your shoes?"

"Is it because of Miss Miranda?" The wise chief priest immediately guessed the cause of the matter, smiled bitterly, and put the elixir on the man's wound with his finger. "She is the maiden of the God of Storm. I feel a strong blessing in her body. She has a noble background, and she is also very cultivated in her speech and behavior. She is almost synonymous with the girl of the sky... Is the son planning to pursue her? "

"Don't be kidding, I won't find that kind of troublesome woman... It's a way to bring her here! You know there are a group of guys in Lanlos Town who are afraid of the world." Dai Yang waved his hand and explained, suddenly hesitating Tell me about Xia Luwei, but I didn't know how to say it for a while. Just when I was upset, something suddenly popped out of my head.

"By the way, Paona, what's the matter of this selection ceremony? It seems that there has not been a precedent for recalling the Valkyrie team before, right?"

"Um... Um." A somewhat distressed voice from the priest came from behind. "My son, you know that the Sky Spear Gangnir has been kept in our tribe, right?"

"I know, it's the holy weapon, right?" Dai Yang replied.

Legend has it that in the ancient times when the Titans and Dragons coexisted, the ancient gods had forged twelve powerful holy weapons, and one of them was handed over to the Winged Race for preservation. With the passage of thousands of years, most of the twelve holy weapons are now missing, but the sky spear Gang'nir in the hands of the Winged Race has been handed down. There is the power of the ancient gods in the Sky Spear Ganggnir, and those who are recognized by the Sky Spear will gain super power comparable to the strongest dragon race, so it has always been regarded as a holy artifact of the Winged Human Race.

The so-called "celestial election ceremony", to put it simply, is actually a ceremony for selecting a master for the sky spear Gangneil.

The Wing Human tribe is composed of many tribes. These large and small tribes are scattered across the land of Palamia. Among them, the one that settles in the Frost Mountains—that is, the Musa tribe to which Paona belongs, was born and inherited from the predecessor. The tribe of the person. Since his death, the Sky Spear Ganganir has been kept in the Musa tribe. The Musa tribe holds a heavenly election ceremony every four years to elect a new heir to the heavenly spear to hold this holy artifact for a long time. However, as far as Dai Yang knew, it didn't seem to be going very smoothly.

"...Our tribe has not had a successor for six generations. Other tribes complained a lot about this, and the elders felt that this could not go on. Therefore, this time the prestige of the upper tribe held the largest selection ceremony, and The other tribes will also send their soldiers to participate. If it fails, Skyspear Gangnir will no longer remain in the Musa tribe... Therefore, the elders are forced to recall the Valkini team."

"That's the case, after all, Valkyrie is Moussa's strongest combat power..." Dai Yang nodded to express understanding. "In that case, Paona, don't you participate in the election ceremony?"

"I...I'm not very good at this kind of thing." Paona looked a little embarrassed.

"Haha, that's right, Paona, you are a bodhisattva hearted, just leave it to Valkyrie and the others for fighting." Dai Yang said with a smile.

In fact, Paona and Noin have both received martial arts instruction from Dad, and their strength is no less than that of Valkyrie. However, due to her natural kindness, it was difficult for Paona to exert half of her strength in actual combat. As a result, she had no choice but to serve as the chief priest of the Dragon's Nest, supporting the Valkyrie in the battle behind her back. In the huge and complex management system of Dragon Nest, the butler Patty, the priest Paona, and the warrior Noin are the indispensable pillars. Compared with the other two, they are deeply affected. Paona, whom everyone trusts, has an important position as a spiritual pillar.

"Noin would be angry if he heard such words? Son." Paona knocked Dai Yang on the back and chuckled. "Okay, the medicine is applied, the son can... eh? Wait, is there something broken?"

"What?" Following Paona's gaze, Dai Yang aimed at his trousers and found an inch long cut somewhere on the inner thigh. "Ah, it should be done in the maze..."

"Wait a minute, I'll make up for you..."

Paona put the medicine jar back into the cabinet, took out the sewing box, threaded the thread with a skilled movement, then squatted down in front of Dai Yang, and began to repair the holes in the pants. Because the hole was located on the inner thigh of the trousers, Paona could only half kneel between Dai Yang’s legs, concentrating on stitching the holes in the trouser legs. Although the chief priest himself didn’t think there was anything, but from onlookers From a perspective, this is undoubtedly a very ambiguous picture.

"I said, this... isn't that good?"

For reasons of facilitating the movement of wings, the women of the Wing Human race usually wear backless clothing. Dai Yang looked down and saw Paona's smooth back. Scratching his head, feeling a little embarrassed.

"Huh?" The priest was biting the thread with his teeth, and he turned his head to look at him. "Not good? What's not good?"

"Well, male... if you can't accept it, if you are seen by other people, it will be bad for Paona's reputation..." Dai Yang seemed to reluctantly find a reason.

"That's it..." The chief priest nodded in understanding. "But my chastity has already been handed over to the son, so this kind of rumors are okay."

"…What?"

Although Paona's tone was the same as usual, Dai Yang jumped up in surprise. He stared at Paona with wide eyes, and asked incoherently:

"Wait, you said...you gave me chastity?...When did I...no, no, is there such a thing? I...how can I not remember at all?"

"Because the son was still young at that time, it is of course not to remember." Paona chuckled lightly and said thoughtfully. "At that time, the son got dirty every time he came back from martial arts training, but he hated taking a bath, and I had to be with Nuoyin to get into the water, and he always liked to hold someone’s chest to suck..." At this point, Paona's cheek was a little feverish, and she couldn't help stroking her face shyly. "That time when Nuo Yin was absent, the son cried and made noises, and then he gave it to others in the bath... and he kept it until the morning and said..."

"...Really?" Listening to Paona's words, a vague impression appeared in Dai Yang's mind.

In the Cuiyu Valley at dusk, a five or six-year-old boy pushed a priest who was much taller than himself into the bath, and then...and then he played until dawn? Although the specific scene can't be remembered anymore, the fragrant feeling came back vividly in his mind. For a while, Dai Yang didn't even dare to look at Paona's face, holding his head in memory.

(Hmm, why is the memory so ambiguous? It seems to have or did not... Well, but I remember Paona's feet are very long, taller than mine at the time... Ah, ah, I can’t think of anything else! Five! When I was six years old, did I really push Paona down?...Damn bastard, you can leave some clues if you stole it!) Thinking of a headache, Dai Yang couldn’t help but tell the little boy in his memory. Raise your middle finger. His distressed appearance fell in the eyes of the priest, and the latter couldn't help but chuckle.

"With such serious trouble, the son still hasn't changed at all..." Paona shook her head, her eyes fell somewhere, and she suddenly let out a small exclamation, and then corrected her opinion.

"Well, that's not right, something has changed..."

"...Huh?" Following Paona's gaze, Dai Yang looked towards his crotch, and saw his little brother propping up a tall tent there.

"The little fish in the past has grown into a big shark..." The priest covered his mouth shyly and said softly.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Dai Yang stood up, bare arms, and almost ran out of the priest's room.

"My son! Wait, you don't have any clothes yet..."

Paona called to him while holding Dai Yang's clothes underneath, but someone's figure had long since disappeared at the end of the corridor. Paona looked helplessly at the old clothes in her hand, and then she suddenly blushed without knowing what she was thinking of. He walked over and closed the door, looked around to the left and right, and after making sure that there was no one else in the room, the chief priest gently exhaled.

Then, tremblingly and cautiously, he gently hugged the old shirt with the smell of man in his arms...