When I was supposed to be slaying the dragon, I accidentally started cultivating immortality

Recall the fantasy world, in the corner of the Roman Empire palace.

"Watch it!"

The red-haired girl violently held out the dagger in her hand, and half of the bright silver blade was buried in the wooden target.

After using a little effort to pull out the ornately decorated dagger, Honoria handed it to the short and stocky boy beside her.

"Come on, Attila, come and try too."

The dull boy named Attila obediently took the dagger, and the gems inlaid on the hilt were dazzling in the sunlight.

He clumsily imitated Honoria's previous appearance, placing his body into a posture suitable for exerting force. After thinking about it, he slightly changed his movements.

"Hey, that's wrong! That's it!"

Honoria stood behind him, adjusting his posture from behind with the advantage of being a head taller than him. The red hair tickled his neck and cheeks from time to time, and the boy's ears turned red under the sun.

"Okay, try again."

Honoria stepped aside and encouraged.

"Tuk-"

There was a soft sound, and the dagger sank into the wooden target, even half of the handle was pierced.

The girl opened her mouth in surprise.

…

"Brother Imperial actually said that he would send me for marriage in the future!" She kicked a vase away hard, and the vase shattered in a corner of the palace. "The most outrageous thing is that he said that I can no longer have contact with you!"

Attila carefully pulled Honoria's clothes.

"Don't worry, Brother Huang can't control me. In the worst case, I will go to my mother to plead for mercy."

…

"Huh? Don't worry about me. Although it hurts a little, they will be beaten even worse by me!"

The red-haired girl with a small patch of black on her forehead waved her hands nonchalantly: "I am the boss of You. If you are bullied, I will definitely find your way back to you."

"..."

The dull boy in front of her was thoughtful.

the next day.

"You beat them all up?"

Honoria marveled at the unharmed Attila surrounding her.

"Yes, wait for me in the Abandoned Garden tonight, and I'll go outside the palace to get some game to reward you."

She patted the boy's shoulder. Now he was almost as tall as her.

…

The sun is shining brightly by the lake, and the wind passes through the woods and across the lake, setting off ripples of light. Occasionally, a fish jumps up, and its wet scales shine in the sunlight.

"Go faster!"

Honoria turned to urge the boy behind her.

"Will I be beaten if I sneak out to play?"

Attila winced.

"What are you afraid of? They won't be able to find it." Honoria raised a bundle of hemp rope in her hand. "If I were to be discovered, I would just say that I tied you with a rope and carried you out to play. Anyway, you are The Xiongnu tribe sent us hostages. If they can tie you up, I can also tie you up."

Throwing the hemp rope on the ground, the girl took out a thin black rope and tied up her long, fiery red hair in the sun.

"Is there no one around?" she asked Attila.

The young man closed his eyes, opened them after a moment, shook his head and said, "No."

The girl quickly took off her coat. Her skin was as dazzling as snow in the sun, and every curve was round and harmonious.

She jumped into the lake and the water splashed, scaring away the fish.

"Attila, come here and squat down!"

She smiled in the water and waved like a teenager.

Attila walked honestly to the lake and squatted down.

The girl smiled and swam in front of him, with only her head exposed above the water. She suddenly stretched out her hand, picked up a handful of lake water, and splashed it on his eyes.

The boy subconsciously closed his eyes and used his arms to block it. The moment his vision was blocked, the girl's slender body stretched out from the lake. The lake water brought up slid down her body, and every drop reflected the blue sky, white clouds and woods.

The lips parted at the touch, as if it were an illusion.

By the time Attila reacted, the girl had already swam far away with a strange smile and was splashing happily in the lake.

…

"Brother Huang always wants me to get married."

"Marriage? What is that?"

"murder."

"Terrible."

"Do you want to marry me?"

"You want to kill me?"

"Marrying you is not murder!"

The girl grinned, not knowing whether she was being teased or wanting to bite him.

"What is that?" The young man scratched his head curiously.

"To be together forever, never to be apart again."

…

It's night, the moon is bright and the stars are few.

The boy and girl lay side by side on the roof of the palace, looking up at the night sky.

"Which star do you like?" asked Honoria.

Attila pointed to the one closest to the moon.

"Then remember, when you return to the Huns tribe tomorrow, when you see that star, you will think of me." Honoria said.

"I will look at the stars every day." Attila said seriously.

"No need on rainy days." Honoria shook his head.

Attila nodded seriously.

"Take this ring." The girl handed him a signet ring.

"What is this?" Attila tilted his head.

"I also have a wedding token," the girl said. "When I want to marry you, I will send people across the Danube to the prairie with gold and my ring. When you see the ring, come and marry me." ,OK?"

"Yeah." The young man nodded vigorously.

"Okay, take off your clothes now." The girl untied her clothes.

"ah?"

"Brother Huang always said that in order to get married, I must keep my body pure, but I don't know how to get married, so I don't have to listen to him."

(Don’t get me wrong, not only did you not see the following content, but neither did Lu Mingfei)

…

In the city of Rome, a huge realm of words and spirits enveloped the city. The Knights of the Holy Church outside the city were almost completely wiped out, and rivers of mercury were winding.

The tall dragon man stood there. He was pushed into the Mercury Galaxy and climbed out three times by these heroic dragon slayers. The dragon wings behind him had long been corroded, and most of the scales fell off his body. After the flesh and blood were corroded, the inside could be seen. Golden bones.

The beautiful woman walked out of the city. She was over thirty years old. She was not a mixed race and had no bloodline advantage, so there were already traces of time between her eyebrows. Only her long hair was still red and beautiful in the sun.

She walked up to the dragon, and now he was much taller than her.

She reached out to touch him, but the dragon took a step back to prevent the remaining mercury and dragon blood from harming her, and just stretched out a claw toward her.

He held this claw with one hand and never let go of it for a moment even during the battle with the Templar Knights.

He slowly released his paw, and on the palm covered with dark scales lay an intact and spotless signet ring.

She picked up the ring and put it on in front of him, her tears sliding down silently, and she whispered: "Together forever."

"Never...separate again." Fenrir continued the second half of the sentence in a hoarse voice - his throat, trachea and lungs were all corroded by the mercury.

…

The Huns' big tent.

Honoria sprinkled the poison extracted from dragon beasts specifically for dragons into the wine. The wine was as emerald in color.

Fenrir grabbed the wine and drank it, as if there was no poison in it, as if there was no poison in it.

The beautiful woman in front of him lowered her head, her body trembling, one hand tightly grasping the other hand, holding the signet ring on her finger, sobbing.

…

The illusion dissipated little by little, and Lu Mingfei's eyes gradually turned back into the dim underground space of earth and rocks.

"Please stop."

The woman whose soul was stabilized by him said in jerky Chinese.

"Thank you, but that's no longer necessary."

Honoria looked at Lu Mingfei. She didn't know who the person in front of her was, but she knew that she was able to recover her memory and that it had not dissipated until now because of her.

Lu Mingfei retracted his palm in silence.

She was right.

With her soul undergoing such transformation and torture, even Lu Mingfei couldn't save her. All he had done just now was just trying to delay it.

Of course, if she wanted to, Lu Mingfei was fully capable of letting her continue to survive with such a twisted and deformed soul.

But it can hardly be called living like this. A twisted and deformed ugly soul, even its dignity no longer exists.

Lu Mingfei tried to communicate with the Heavenly Book, but the result was that there was no way - even the Yangshen realm might not be able to restore such a soul to its original form. Only the Great Luo realm could restore her.

Without Lu Mingfei's support, Honoria's soul began to collapse at an extremely rapid speed.

"Attila."

She raised her head and looked at Fenrir, her eyes sparkling.

She knew Fenrir's real name, but she still preferred to call him Attila.

It seemed that as soon as this name was spoken, time would be pulled back to the time when they were together by some magical magic. The cool breeze at night blew their hair, the two of them were playing under the grapevines, and there were insects chirping in the distance.

"Honoria." Fenrir's eyes showed deep sadness.

It was the first time Lu Mingfei saw this child-like Dragon King acting so quiet and sad, as if he had turned into an adult in an instant, wearing maturity as a suit and wearing a straight collar to attend a belated reunion.

"Do you have a ring?" she asked.

Fenrir opened his mouth and spit out a signet ring with his snake-like tongue. The silver surface reflected a dragon on one side and a human on the other.

Honoria stood up with difficulty, putting the ring on her finger.

Lu Mingfei took a slight step away without leaving any trace, just in time to block Xia Mi who wanted to step forward.

"it's beautiful."

Honoria raised the hand with the ring to admire it, and saw herself in the bright silver metal surface, saw Fenrir, saw the nearest star next to the moon, and saw a boy carefully holding the corner of her clothes. .

She showed a child-like smile of joy, as if putting on a ring, she put on the lost joy.

She quietly fell down, pressed against Fenrir's body, slid down inch by inch, and finally sat on him.

Fenrir lowered his huge head and stretched it out in front of her.

She touched the mask-like bony protrusions on his face, as if touching a wall, or picking up a handful of clear lake water, and then kissed his cheek gently.

"Married," her soul collapsed, her consciousness became increasingly blurry, her palm slipped from Fenrir's face, and she heard herself say, "Together forever..."

Fenrir gently pressed his forehead against hers, speaking in a tone as majestic as a monarch and as sad as a child.

"Never separate again."