Bloodline inheritance (2)

What surprised her even more was that Drogo completely ignored the two illusions she created and went straight to her body, instantly embracing her in his arms.

Elaine was puzzled. Although she did not deliberately control the illusions, both of them were identical to her in every way. If she was not the creator of the illusions, she would probably not be able to easily distinguish them. So how did Drogo figure it out?

In fact, Drogo didn't figure it out. Elaine and the two illusions were completely identical, even their breathing frequency was not different. So how could he tell them apart?

But perhaps because he was the key to awakening Elaine, he naturally knew which one of the three was Elaine's real body without even looking at her.

Elaine was already in Drogo's arms, her giggles quickly turning into light gasps, then becoming more and more intense. Of course, under Drogo's magic control, no one outside could hear a sound...

Watching Elaine dress in a seductive manner, savoring the wonderful feeling from earlier, Drogo felt ecstatic but also a little depressed.

Why was he depressed? Of course, because his grand plan had failed. With Elaine and two illusions, this was supposed to be the legendary 3P, but as Elaine softened in his arms, the two illusions also disappeared...

"Hmph!"

Elaine knew what Drogo was thinking just by looking at his expression, so she pouted her little nose and turned her still rosy face to the side.

After putting on their clothes, the two sat on the edge of the bed together.

"Drogo, what do we do next?"

Elaine still couldn't change her habit of calling Drogo "big brother" for a moment, but Drogo didn't mind. But hearing Elaine's words, Drogo smirked and pulled her close.

"Hey, my darling wife still wants more, we can do whatever you want."

Elaine was stunned, but quickly reacted and pushed Drogo hard.

"You're so bad, I meant where do we go from here?"

Of course, Elaine's strength was not enough to push Drogo away, so he held her firmly in his arms.

Drogo stopped joking and said, "You were kidnapped by Matthew, and your parents must be very worried. So we need to figure out a way to get back to Silverwing Valley first, and not let your family worry."

"Uh-huh..."

Elaine hummed softly, her head resting on Drogo's shoulder. She knew her parents must be frantic right now, and she really missed home.

"Silverwing Valley is on the westernmost side of the Dominic continent, and the Cantrell Kingdom where we are is at the southernmost end of the main road. In between, there are three kingdoms: the Gailan Kingdom, the Maya Kingdom, and the Atlantis Kingdom..."

Thinking about this distant journey, Drogo's face became serious. As he said, their current location was really too far from Silverwing Valley.

Elaine knew what Drogo was talking about, but she hadn't thought about it carefully before. Now that she heard Drogo say it, she also felt down.

After all, such a long journey, it would be very difficult for him and Drogo to reach the Silverwing Valley smoothly, although it was not without hope.

"Don't worry, where there's a will there's a way. We've even made it through the King's Forest, it's just a matter of walking. And who knows, maybe we'll meet your family on the way looking for you," Drogo's words didn't really have much effect, but his smile and confidence always made Elaine feel at ease.

Elaine's mood visibly calmed down, and her voice rang in Drogo's ear.

"Drogo, as long as you're by my side, I'm not afraid."

"Haha, of course. I've got your back," Drogo laughed, and his laughter finally restored Elaine's usual optimism.

"Remember the adventurer's hall we saw when we first entered the city?" Drogo asked.

"Uh-huh," Elaine nodded.

Drogo said, "That's where mercenaries gather, and trade caravans often need to recruit mercenaries there. My plan is to join a caravan and then go to the nearest country, the Kingdom of Jialan."

Elaine asked in confusion, "But how do we join a caravan? We're not mercenaries."

Drogo smiled and said, "Hey, that's easy. Don't forget, I'm a magician."

"Are you thinking of..." Elaine, who was already clever, immediately guessed Drogo's idea.

Drogo nodded and said, "Yes, there's a branch of the magician's guild in Barlow City. I plan to take the magician level exam, and then register as a mercenary under the identity of a magician. I don't think any caravan would refuse the addition of a magician mercenary!"

Although becoming a magician seemed easy, in fact, compared to the total population, the number of magicians could only be described as scarce. If Drogo passed the magician level exam and became a first-order magician, it would be difficult for any caravan to refuse his entry.

Elaine nodded repeatedly as she listened to Drogo's plan. Indeed, in their current situation, they must have a suitable identity if they want to reach the Silverwing Valley. Drogo becoming a magician is definitely the best cover.

"But..." Elaine had another worry, she said, "Drogo, there must be very powerful people in the magician's guild. Will your identity as a necromancer be discovered?"

Drogo smiled, knowing that Elaine was referring to his identity as a necromancer.

"Don't worry, this should not be a problem."

With Drogo so confident, and Elaine inexplicably trusting him, she naturally wouldn't say anything else. The two were ready, and soon they left the hotel, hand in hand, under the curious gaze of the hotel owner and a group of staff.