lord and his dragon

Ross didn't dare to resist a swordsman, especially when the swordsman was standing in front of him. Maybe the swordsman didn't really serve the cripple, but he certainly didn't have much friendship with Ross.

It is not strange to dance alone. Although Ross was a little dissatisfied in his heart, he still turned around a few times perfunctorily until the music was about to come to an end. Then he smiled and said to Allen: "Master Guard, after the dance is over It's time for the lord to give a speech, we have to lead the lord to the backstage to prepare, you see..."

Allen glanced at him, finally let him go, turned around slowly, and walked back in the direction he left earlier.

The swordsman's five senses are different from ordinary people. Ross didn't dare to do small tricks behind him, so he could only follow back obediently to find Negrim and Abel who were talking in a low voice, and saw Alan coming back from afar. When he saw the figure, Negrim immediately straightened his waist and opened the distance between himself and Abel.

Among the surging heads, Negrim and Allen glanced at each other, and their eyes immediately staggered. He looked at Ross not far behind Allen, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Ross squeezed forward and said something in a low voice, and Nigrim nodded and said, "Let's go."

He stood here for a long time, his legs were already numb, which made his limp very obvious when he walked, but it might be because of the atmosphere, Negrim didn't pay much attention to it this time, even Without letting Abel help him, he walked in front alone, and went to the backstage under the guidance of Ross beside him.

There were not many people in the backstage, and some members of the dance theater troupe also ran out to dance. The rest of the people had probably been notified in advance. When they saw Ross bringing someone in, they immediately stood up and saluted.

Negrim nodded to them casually, and sat down on a relatively soft seat nearby. Abel also quickly knelt down at his feet, helping him warm his almost frozen calves and knees.

Ross' timing was very accurate. Negrim had just taken a break when the music outside stopped. Before Ross could say anything, he quickly walked up to the stage. Soon, the front desk was separated by a heavy curtain. Then came Ross's voice, which was basically some formula-like cliché. When Negrim heard him say, "I will always be with you in the future, and work hard to build our homeland", he twitched himself sarcastically. corner of the mouth.

In any case, next year today, Rhodes will not stand here and say such things.

"In addition, everyone knows that this year we also received another great news. A noble, noble lord from the capital came to our town and became our lord lord. This year, I am just a mere It’s just a supporting role, let’s invite the lord to say a few words for everyone!”

Abel's eyes and ears were sharp, and he immediately heard this, turned to look at Negrim beside him, and called, "Master?"

Negrim responded with no expression on his face, but Abel noticed that his fingers holding the cane had turned a little white, thinking that if he had to speak to so many people, even Negrim would be a little nervous. Are you nervous?He didn't have the opportunity to experience such a situation in the capital, and after all, he was just a 14-year-old boy.

Abel stretched out his hands involuntarily to cover his knees, and Negrim immediately turned to look at him, only to see his little slave showing him a smile brighter than the sun, and said confidently: "Master must not questionable!"

Negrim was stunned for a moment, and then he also rolled his eyes. He didn't speak, but held his cane hard, stood up with Abel's support, and walked towards the stage calmly.

After lifting the curtain that covers the back stage, everything under the stage can be seen in full view. Ross is smiling hypocritically, but Nigrim doesn't see him, he only sees the crowd of faces crowded under the stage, Old or young, male or female, pairs of eager eyes are staring at him closely.

These are the people under his leadership, his responsibility, his wealth, and for the first time since he was born, the rights he is truly qualified to hold in his hands.

Negrim thought that all that was given to him, sooner or later, would belong to him completely, and he would hold them firmly in his hand, and never let go, unless he killed him and took one of his fingers The root is broken, and from now on, no one can take anything away from him.

In this festival, no one will look at the lord's flaws in a strange way. People look at him expectantly like looking at the sun, as if he is the only leader in the world, the savior.

Negrim stared at them, approached the loudspeaker with the most steady steps, and said in a slow voice: "Let's revel and celebrate."

"From now on, I will protect you and lead you into an unprecedented prosperity."

No matter whether Negrim's proclamation is true or false, promise or empty words, on this day, no one will doubt him, and the residents screamed, cheered, and offered their lord their blessings.

"God bless you!"

"Look at our lord!"

"My lord, we believe in you!"

Everyone was cheering, only Ross smiled with a hint of reluctance on the side of the stage.

In previous years, these voices belonged to him, and because of the arrival of Negrim, he will lose them forever - even if he is sure that Negrim's words are just the ramblings of childish brats, empty words that will never come true , but just because he is the lord, even if he just sits in that castle and does nothing every day, and he works hard to worry about those stupid townspeople, in the end, all the credit will be attributed to this inaction, On the head of a brat who can only talk big.

The black water of jealousy in Ross's heart surged, and something was about to move in the deepest part.

If the brat didn't exist, if he could take his place...

Probably because his eyes were too naked, Negrim glanced at him if he felt something, Ross had no time to put away his expression, so he had to look away hastily, his heart was beating like a drum, and the turbulent just now His emotions were also suppressed by the sudden shock. After a long time, he looked back at the people on the stage.

Probably because he was so buoyed by the compliments of the crowd, the always gloomy lord actually smiled at him for the first time. Ross was unwilling, but more of it was the luck that his thoughts had not been noticed.

Ross breathed a sigh of relief, and in order to hide his embarrassment, he smiled and took Negrim off the stage, and graciously took the three people in the background to the dinner party.

As a border town that is not considered wealthy, the so-called dinner party is just a few wooden dining tables in the open air, and then put the free food provided by the townspeople on it. Because it is winter now, the types of food are very poor , there are very few vegetables and meat, and most of the tables are baked by skillful peasant women with various kinds of bread and hot soup of various flavors, but the food of the common people is probably just these, in the eyes of the townspeople , This is already a very hearty lunch.

Alan and Abel ate a lot, Ross seemed a little picky, and only tasted the best-looking bread, and Nigrim even touched his lips with a spoon before putting it down. What a passion for food, let alone these rough breads and soups.

Although only a spoon was used, Abel was determined not to let others touch the food that Negrim had eaten. After asking for permission, he immediately held it in front of him, drank it clean, and then Re-targeted the surrounding bread.

Negrim lowered his head and admired the little slave's wolfish eating for a while, then raised his head and looked into the distance.

Ross quickly noticed his gaze, put down the bread in his hand and asked, "What is the lord looking at?"

Negrim glanced at him, raised his right hand, and pointed to the direction he was looking at: "That's the Border Forest, isn't it?"

Ross was stunned for a moment, then nodded with a smile, and said, "Yes, although that side is also designated as your territory, but..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Negrim, who said: "There are a lot of supplies in the border forest, such as fruits, herbs, monsters, ores, and everything can be sold at sky-high prices outside. It should be like this now."

When Ross heard this, although his face was still smiling, he scolded Negrim ten thousand times in his heart. Did this brat really take what he just said seriously?

Ross sighed, and said: "My lord, you don't know that the people living in the marginal forest are all non-human races. They are extremely repulsive to humans and have high combat effectiveness. The people in our town are ordinary people. If you go in, you will never return, let alone bring out the contents, not to mention, even if you are really lucky and can steal something, there is still a land of no man in the middle."

Ross glanced at Negrim, and found that the expression on his face did not change, and continued: "Although the land of no man is also your territory, the people who occupy there are all vicious people who want to pass there It is really difficult to bring things back!"

Negrim glanced at him. There was no light in his pitch-black eyes. His eyes as deep as a well almost made Ross think that his secret had been completely seen through by this gloomy brat. cold sweat.

But soon, he regained his composure. This is impossible, and there is no reason for it. If this lame kid really had that much ability, he would still be living in that house full of unfaithful servants. in the castleThe look in that look just now was just because he was too eerie.

Ross reluctantly smiled at Negrim, and after a long time, Negrim looked away from his face and said thoughtfully: "So that's the case, and then I can't blame the mayor for your incompetence." gone."

Ross's cheeks twitched, and it took him a long time to keep the smile on his face.

At this time, Abel and Allen finally stopped eating one after another. The two had reservations depending on the situation. Otherwise, with their appetite, half of the residents in Harlan Town would probably go hungry today.

Negrim glanced at the excited child, thought for a while, and said, "Anyway, it's already this time, let's go to the market outside to have a look."

Sure enough, Abel's eyes lit up, and the emerald green color made Negrim feel better. He raised his chin and said to Ross, "Lead the way."

Although Ross was dissatisfied, since Negrim asked, he had no way to refuse. Apart from leading the way obediently, he could only curse in his heart that the cripple's leg injury had become more serious after walking for such a long time.

The market was very lively, and the vendors showed their consciences throughout the year. The goods were both cheap and high-quality. Abel was very happy shopping, and when he was happy, Negrim was satisfied. It lasted until the afternoon, three The talent went back home, and Ross, as the mayor who invited Negrim to the town, also needed to send Abel back to the castle in person.

While the carriage was driving, Abel kept kneeling on the carpet talking to Negrim. The corners of Negrim's mouth were slightly raised, and he seemed to be in a good mood. When Abel noticed the slight knock of the carriage, he stopped. He said happily: "We are home, master!"

But he didn't wait for Negrim's answer, until he raised his head, only to find that Negrim was looking in the direction of the castle gate, the relaxed expression on his face was gone, and his dark eyes were full of gloom.

Suddenly, Abel knelt straight and looked out the window, only to see another strange and beautifully decorated luxury carriage parked outside the originally empty castle.

A visitor came to visit the castle.