lord and his dragon

Allen is indeed not the captain of the so-called Hugh Nordin family guards, and the relationship between him and Negrim is actually not a secret.

Negrim met Alan on his way to Harlan Town to take office. Because Alan encountered some troubles, Nigrim reached out to help him, and Alan mortgaged himself to Negrim m.

"... Mortgage?" Abel asked in a daze.

Negrim said indifferently: "Yes, he formed a guard team for me and promised to protect me for ten years, and he doesn't care about other things."

At this moment, Abel suddenly remembered that when Nigrim asked Allen to teach him swordsmanship, Allen had told Nigrim that this was not within the scope of his duties, and he also told Nigrim many times Ream was sure if he really wanted to teach Abel himself.

"That--"

"That's right." Having already known what Abel wanted to say, Nigrim nodded and said, "Teaching you to become a swordsman is not what he should do, so the ten years he pledged to me have become It’s been three years, Abel, if you don’t grow into a strong swordsman like him within three years, I’ll be in a loss-making business.”

"Alan is not an ordinary swordsman." Negrim emphasized.

Abel stared blankly at Negrim, not knowing what to say for a while.

Somewhat inappropriately, he secretly rejoiced that Allen would only stay by Negrim's side for three years, and after that, he was the only one left by Negrim's side, and he could only rely on him, but more, he Shocked by Negrim's preference for himself, you know, Abel was just a thin child at that time, and Nigrim did not hesitate to exchange seven years of a swordsman for his chance to receive instruction. He didn't seem to have thought about what to do if Abel really couldn't be as strong as Alan, and at that time Abel didn't even know if he could grow up successfully——

It contained countless uncertainties, but Negrim believed him and chose him, which almost softened Abel's whole heart. His feelings for Negrim had already reached the peak of sincerity, and he He didn't know how he could love his master even more.

Abel looked deeply at Negrim. After a while, he knelt on the ground and kissed Negrim's fingertips reverently: "I will never let you down."

Hearing this, Negrim smiled, grabbed his chin with his backhand, lowered his head and said to him: "Of course I know this, but now is not the time to swear an oath to me, come back with me and continue to rest for a while , There are still many things to be busy tomorrow."

Abel nodded hastily when he heard this, and said, "Let me go prepare some food for you. You haven't eaten for a long time."

It was only at this time that Negrim realized his hunger belatedly. He nodded and had his meal served by Abel before returning to the bedroom.

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Negrim didn't really have much time to rest.

Ross has already entered their hands and was tortured by Allen day and night, and those under him are all dead, but it will take time to liquidate the wealth taken from Ross, and let the residents of Harlan Town understand what Ross has done It takes time to accept the direct management of Negrim, not to mention the need to recruit new people in the castle. The guards are always used to protect the safety of Negrim and defend against enemies. They can't manage the castle for a long time do it.

These things cannot be delayed for too long. If Abel fails to wake up in time, Negrim may have to forcibly drag his exhausted and weak body to work.

Fortunately, Abel returned to Negrim's side, which relieved him a little, but after a day's rest, Negrim was still busy.

The chores in the castle, liquidation of properties, recruitment of manpower, contact with employment agencies, and arrangements for people from the guards to go to Harlan Town to appease and preach to the residents, all of them lined up to wait for Negrim.

His desk was so full of paperwork that Abel felt dizzy just looking at it, but Negrim dealt with them methodically.

Gradually, the empty castle regained its popularity, and new butlers and servants moved in one by one. Negrim took an inventory of Ross's assets and filled them into his own wealth. The castle began a small renovation. The back garden that had been put aside was also refurbished. Just after the last lecture prepared by Negrim was used up by the guards in charge of appeasing the residents of Harlan Town, he finally put down the pen in his hand.

Abel breathed a sigh of relief. He had finally regained some meat these days, and he was not as thin as he had just recovered from. But Negrim was the opposite. Although he slept soundly these days, he could still eat something Yes, but high-frequency work still consumes too much energy.He looked energetic, as if nothing happened, but his face became paler day by day, and his already thin body became almost ready to float away in the wind, as if he was burning his soul for vitality.

Abel was worried all the time, and finally waited until Negrim finished handling everything, and when he was about to suggest that his master relax and rest for a while, he heard Negrim say again: "Make arrangements, I'm going to Harlan Town Lecture in person."

He is the lord, and all the residents within the territory are his subjects. No matter how vividly the guard reads the manuscript, it is very different from him. He wants to protect his subjects, give them a sense of security, and let them Free from fear and fear, and be able to live here safely and joyfully.

When Abel heard this, he was so anxious that he was about to speak, but Negrim looked up at him. Those dark eyes told Abel that he knew everything, and he knew that Abel was worried about him. , but Negrim doesn't need this, and he will never stop himself because of Abel's words.

Seeing this, Abel had to swallow the words back into his mouth.

Soon, the new housekeeper made all the arrangements. He was a loyal and responsible person, and he didn't have any objections to Negrim because of his appearance and some rumors. On the contrary, Negrim's efforts made him Seeing it all, he admired the young and thin lord for carrying everything on his thin shoulders without changing his expression. He swore that he would do his best to help the lord until the lord no longer needed him. He took care of the castle and did not bother him with trifles.

The butler carefully repaired the carriage in the castle, added some cushions and warm blankets, and blocked some gaps that were too large for air leakage. Together with Abel's company, the trip to Negrim became more comfortable. Not a lot.

It was indeed as Negrim said that after Ross disappeared, the residents of Harlan Town needed him. Although the guards from the castle had preached to them every day, they were still in fear and lived in a state of anxiety. Next, until Negrim appeared in person, he clearly explained the sins committed by Ross, and made a promise to the residents, and the anxiety finally disappeared from everyone's eyes. What the birthday once said, they chose to believe him.

Negrim received the town's clerk amidst the cheers of the residents, and after stating that all matters, big or small, could be submitted through the guards, he got into the carriage and returned to the castle.

Until the return trip, Negrim seemed to be in a good mood and state, but what Abel was worried about finally happened.

When the affairs were settled and everything started to go on the right track, Negrim, who had been exhausted all his energy, fell ill——

In fact, it was a miracle that he didn't fall ill until now. He was a very weak and crippled man. He didn't really sleep or eat much during the five days apart from Abel. After being kidnapped, he was frightened by the black dragon. The whole person soaked in the clothes soaked in snow water for most of the day, and then fell asleep, and then got up non-stop to deal with the business for more than half a month, and even ran to Haha in such cold weather. Lun Town to give a speech to the townspeople!

To be honest, in Allen's opinion, if it weren't for Negrim's paler face every day, he would almost suspect that the other party's physical fitness is actually comparable to that of a swordsman, and those sicknesses are all faked!

How nonchalant Negrim seemed before, how serious the illness was when it broke out. He was lying on the bed, feverish all over, so sick that he couldn't wake up.

Although all the troubles have been solved, if something happens to Negrim, these things will become meaningless. Abel looked at Negrim's pale, almost transparent face buried in the quilt, as if scared. Back to the day when I hid in the stove and waited for the judgment of fate.

He is already very strong. Allen said that he is only short of an assessment of the Swordsman Association and a badge from becoming a real swordsman, but he never thought that his master might be able to do so in such a way. Leaving him—he can kill anyone who has ill intentions for Negrim, but he can't kill the sickness. When the god of death really comes with a knife, he is so weak and powerless, what can he do for Negrim? Yes, only warming his body and crying.

Negrim's illness lasted for a long time. The housekeeper and Allen went to a more prosperous area to find doctors and priests. They spent a lot of effort to barely stabilize the situation in Negrim, but they couldn't do it. To wake him up, I can only tell him to take medicine and wait quietly. During this time, Abel has never really fallen asleep. Apart from taking care of Negrim every day, he has been hugging him and whispering His dependence on Negrim, I hope he won't just abandon himself like this.

With the ups and downs of Negrim's state, Abel has been struggling in the gap between despair and hope, and the body that will be raised soon becomes thinner. They are like two plants that grow entangled with each other. When a As one begins to wither, the other immediately weakens.

In this way, more than a month passed, and suddenly one day, when Abel got up, he suddenly wanted to see the scenery outside. He opened the curtains and found that the snow outside had melted, the sun was shining, and the birds were chirping on the branches. A creeper grew out of nowhere and climbed to the window of Negrim's bedroom, its green twigs swaying in the breeze and sunlight.

It is the color of life and hope.

Ableford turned his head heartily, and found that Negrim had opened his eyes and was lying on the bed looking at him.

His delicate master complained dissatisfiedly in a hoarse voice: "What are you doing? Come here quickly, I'm so cold."

Abel stared at him blankly for a while, the warm liquid slipped from his eyes uncontrollably, he quickly walked back to his master, and said softly: "You are too much."

Negrim grumbled, buried his head in the crook of his neck, and said, "Don't complain about your master."