Chapter 233 Princess? !

"Please, don't!"

"Don't kill my father!"

Two voices with crying voices suddenly came from below, Moria's expression moved slightly, and the short human figure disappeared in a flash on the top of the Red Dragon Outlet.

A dark knight in armor with a thin and dead air. Through the holes reserved in the visor, Morea could see the fire of his soul, which was so weak that it seemed to be extinguished at any moment.

But what is interesting is that beside this dying high-level undead, a blond, blue-eyed, youthful and beautiful girl and a young child with baby fat on her face stand in front of a blue-haired young man with horns. .

This is a green dragon who is carrying out Moria's orders and intends to clean up the undead.

"His Royal Highness!" Seeing the sudden appearance of Morea, the young man who was transformed into a gold-level green dragon was slightly taken aback, and then he immediately bowed and saluted.

"What's going on?" Morea watched this scene with interest. A pair of siblings, standing in front of a dragon, just to protect a high-level undead that was about to burp.

"These two humans interfered with my execution of your order, and I was planning to throw them aside." Green Dragon replied respectfully.

As a five-colored dragon, he had no pity for the two pitiful-looking humans in front of him. Not only did he have no sympathy for their pleadings, but he also felt very irritable, as if he would slap them to death. Impulsive, but because of the existence of Morea, it resisted this urge.

"No, I want to ask why the two of them protect a undead?" Morea twitched the corners of his mouth. Giant dragons, especially five-colored dragons, don't care about the life and death of human beings at all.

"I don't know about this." Green Dragon lowered his head to hide the confusion and doubts in his eyes. He didn't understand why this existence with such a noble bloodline was interested in some humble and insignificant human beings.

"Go to other places to clean up the undead, I will be responsible for this dark knight." Morea ordered, as the young green dragon thought, he did have a little interest in the two brothers and sisters in front of him. I want to ask to understand.

"Follow your orders!" A blue light flashed across the body of the blue-haired youth, recovering the body of a green dragon more than 30 meters away, roaring, shaking his wings and flying to other areas to clean up the undead.

"So, girl, can you tell me the reason why you want to protect this undead?" Morea turned her head and asked with a warm smile on her face. Yao golden pupils looked a little embarrassed when they looked at the dust. Olina.

"He's my father!" The girl looked up at Morea, who seemed to be three or four years younger than her.

Some awkwardness answered his question, but this is a being that can command dragons.

"Your father!" Morea raised her eyebrows, "How did he become like this?"

"he……"

"You, wait." Morea made a pause gesture, turned around, turned back, and looked at the Red Dragon Outlet, who was squatting and drooling.

"Where are you still doing? Why don't you clean up the necromancers outside this city!"

Under Olina's awe and curiosity, the huge red dragon spread its wings obediently and flew out of the city, and then the fiery dragon flame spewed out to the ground.

"What's outside the city?" the little boy Balke asked curiously, looking at Morea, who was not a few years older than him.

"There are so many low-level undead that can fill the city!" Morea replied with a smile, and then his eyes turned to Olina, "Beautiful lady, go ahead. Give me one who can let this go. The reason for the Dark Knight, even though he looks like he's dying."

...Under the pressure of Morea's eyes, Olina quickly recounted what happened to her father.

"That is to say, this is not only an excellent lord who became an undead in order to protect his subjects." The playful smile on Morea's face disappeared, and he looked solemnly at the dark knight whose soul fire was about to be extinguished.

"Well, he is still a qualified father. Even if most of his memories are erased, he still relies on his residual memories and instincts to protect his descendants and subjects."

"Very good, such an excellent knight really shouldn't be killed. But..." Morea stretched out his hand, and beside the dark knight, a blood-stained spear flew up and fell into his hands, "Can you explain, above? The blood of the undead, what's going on? The undead won't shed blood of this color."

"My lord..." Olina's eyes had a hint of pleading, "My father lost most of his memory, and his soul was controlled by the lich. This is not his original wish!"

"Just say it well." Morea threw the dirty spear in his hand to the ground. With the blood of the golden dragon, he naturally hates all lying creatures, and even more dislikes the existence of concealing part of the truth.

"My lord, I'm afraid of you..."

"Oh, boring worry." Morea shook her head, "I'm not an inhuman, cold-blooded creature."

"Sir, please save my father."

"I won't take action to save an undead." Morea shook his head and refused the girl's request without hesitation, "but I can tell you one thing, when high-level undead are injured, they like to devour low-level undead. The fire of the soul is restored."

"Thank you for your kindness." The girl Olina bowed her head to Morea to express her gratitude, and then she cast an auxiliary spell on herself that increased her power.

A layer of magic light flashed on her body, and the girl whose strength increased greatly helped her father.

"Excuse me, are you Her Royal Highness Princess Felicia?"

"Aha?!" Morea, who had already satisfied her curiosity and was about to leave, stopped, then looked forward, back, left and right with a dazed expression, and finally stopped looking at her with anticipation. Olina, "Are you talking to me?"

"Sorry, my lord, I guessed your identity wrong!" Seeing Morea's reaction, the girl instantly realized that she was wrong, and quickly apologized.

"Are you mistaken?" Morea couldn't help but raised her hand and touched her face, then looked down at the armor and black cloak on her body, "Then your mistake is really exaggerated, what's wrong with me? Can you relate to the title of princess?"

"Sorry, my lord!" A few drops of sweat ooze from Olina's forehead.

"Tell me, why do you think I'm that Princess Felicia?" Morea narrowed her eyes slightly, "I'm not wearing a princess dress."

"Because I saw so many dragons obeying your orders." Olina explained nervously, "and they also call you His Royal Highness! So, I..."

"So you think I'm the princess?" Morea looked strangely at the girl whose forehead seemed to be caught by the door.

"Yes...Yes." Olina nodded awkwardly, "Because according to the rumored description, you are very similar to Felicia, the Dragon Princess of the Orlando Empire."

"I look like a princess?"