lord and his dragon

Abel had always believed in Negrim, and when he said the words that would change everything, he believed it too.

The child's heart settled down again, he brought new food for his master, changed clothes for Nigrim as usual, washed, got into the quilt to warm his body, and Nigrim did indeed Nothing changed, he fell asleep that night and was woken by Abel the next day as usual.

"Are you going to rest in your room today?" Abel asked while wiping Negrim's face.

Probably because he was too tired yesterday, Negrim's complexion was very ugly, the bruises under his eye circles were very serious, and his lips didn't even have a trace of blood, but to Abel's surprise, he was in good spirits.

Negrim didn't have much strength. He lay on the bed for a while before he said slowly, "No, let's go downstairs for dinner."

Abel was stunned for a moment, and then guessed that his master wanted to know what happened last night. Not only did he not send that distinguished guest out yesterday, he also didn't say goodbye to Mayor Ross. It's impolite, and it's understandable to ask about the situation.

Sure enough, after going downstairs, Negrim took a few sips of broth absently, then called the butler over, and asked him when the guest and Mayor Ross left last night.

The conversation was also during breakfast. The butler suffered a loss from Negrim once, probably because he was afraid that Negrim would suddenly attack him again. This time he stood far away until he heard Negrim's voice. After asking the question, he looked up at Negrim.

This glance was extremely cryptic, but Abel was keenly aware of the contempt and gloating in it. The child became extremely sensitive because of what happened last night, especially when it was about his master. , the expression on his face changed almost immediately.

The child's shoulders were tightly pressed against the side of Negrim's legs, a pair of dark green eyes fixed on the butler, and his whole body was tense, as if the next second he would pounce on him like a leopard and wring this man's leg with his bare hands. neck.

He does have this ability.

But before he could do that, his master first picked up the milk cup beside him, and after noticing Negrim's movements, the butler took a step back almost subconsciously.

"..." Negrim glanced at him lightly, not intending to waste food, but instead stuffed the milk cup in his hand to Abel, who was kneeling by his lap, and said, "Drink this, Don't stare at anyone but me."

housekeeper:"……"

The butler's face turned blue and then pale, looking very funny, but Abel calmed down because Negrim blocked his line of sight, the child blinked, stretched out both hands obediently, and held the cup wall still. The still warm milk cup drank like a fluffy and harmless beast cub.

It was only at this time that the butler realized that Abel had made an offensive move just now. He knew that this slave was not easy to mess with. Although he looked like a child, his strength was already greater than that of an ordinary adult man. Neng swallowed his anger and replied dryly: "After the guest went downstairs last night, he said a few words with the mayor and then left. The mayor left after eating his snacks."

The butler lied. In fact, when Ross saw the guest from the king's capital, he posted it graciously, and then left together. As for what they said, he didn't intend to tell Negrim. Yes, he decided that if Negrim asked later, he would answer. He didn't dare to listen to the conversation of the adults, so he left first, so he didn't know what they were talking about.

But in fact, he thought too much. After hearing his answer, Negrim smiled, and then said without even looking at him, "Oh, that's good, you can go down."

Believe it?The butler couldn't believe it, he thought that Negrim would make things difficult for him or be more suspicious.

But it is of course a good thing not to have to deal with this eccentric and tricky lord. Since he didn't ask too many questions, the housekeeper was happy to say a few words, and the other party asked him to leave, so he left unceremoniously.

Negrim's dark eyes stared fixedly at the figure of the butler. He didn't look back until the other party walked out of the living room and was completely invisible. He picked up a piece of bread and put it in his mouth in a good mood, but he just took a bite. He felt choked and panicked, so he changed hands and fed it to Abel next to him.

Naturally, the children would not refuse anyone who came, and they ate them all in big mouthfuls just by Negrim's hand.

Negrim looked at the child for a while, as if he had found some new fun, he began to taste the food on the table very actively. Feed it into Abel's mouth.

Since the child learned swordsmanship with Alan, his appetite has been increasing day by day, not to mention that he has not had time to eat today, so no matter what Negrim feeds, he eats it obediently, and waits until Negrim clears the table. After tasting them all, Abel followed suit.

It is obviously against the rules for the master and the slave to eat the same food, but the servants waiting in the hall did not dare to express any opinions. They all lowered their heads and did not watch the interaction between the two.

Negrim's gaze finally fell on the milk jug on the table. This time he didn't taste it, but pushed it directly to Abel. When the child drank all the milk in the jug, Nigrim stretched out He touched his swollen belly and asked, "Are you full?"

The child licked the milk stains at the corner of his mouth and nodded.

Negrim said with satisfaction: "Well, let's go back to the room."

Hearing this, Abel hurriedly stood up to help Nigrim, but as soon as his arm stretched out, a part of his wrist leaked from the cuff. Nigrim noticed this, and couldn't help being stunned for a moment, he stood up straight , took the child up.

Abel didn't know what happened, and looked at his master blankly.

Negrim straightened his arm in some confusion, looked at the exposed wrist and said, "The clothes are too small?"

Abel was taken aback, then shrank his wrist subconsciously, and said, "It's okay, it's not too small, I can still wear it."

Negrim thought that the child was so shy because he was worried that he would spend money on fabrics, so he couldn't help but bend the corners of his mouth. He sized up the child, and this time he didn't feel that he was growing slower by comparison, but he used hidden tape He said in a proud tone: "You grow so fast, it seems that it is useful to feed you so much every day."

Seeing that there was no doubt on his face, Abel was relieved and showed a shy smile.

Negrim was really in a good mood. He said, "You are indeed growing fast at your age. Let the maid change it for you later. Remember to ask her to make it bigger, so you don't have to change it again in two days."

Hearing Negrim's happiness, Abel felt happy too. He no longer hid his protruding wrist, looked at his master with a pair of green eyes, and said briskly, "Thank you, master." !"