lord and his dragon

This is a world with magic, but it does not mean that only magicians are the most noble people. There are many other professions that are favored by nobles, such as swordsman, knight, assassin, archer... nobles who like weird things will also Spend huge sums of money to raise alchemists for their own use.

Of course, these professions are hard to see in slightly remote places. As a nobleman from the capital of the king, it is not uncommon for Negrim to have a swordsman as a bodyguard by his side. In the current situation, it is almost impossible for Allen to be recruited by himself. Most of the servants in the castle think that the guard team led by Allen should belong to the Hugh Nuoding family, but now Hugh There is only the Earl of Negrim left in the Notting family, and Alan and others will obey him.

What happened actually has nothing to do with Abel. His most important task now is to study hard with Alan. Even if he may not be able to become a swordsman like Alan, he must have a job that is enough to protect his master. strength.

The profession of swordsman does not only refer to people who use swords as weapons - there are too many such people. If you catch a bunch of rogues, at least half of them have swords. To become a real swordsman, you need to pass They have to be assessed, and becoming them requires talent just like becoming a magician.

The most ordinary swordsmen can lift heavy objects with only one arm. Their physique is inherently different from that of ordinary people. Through exercise, they will gradually become stronger. Swordsmen will also have ratings, and they are strong enough The best swordsman will be called the Great Swordsman and will be admired by everyone.

Allen didn't tell Abel what level of swordsman he was. He was always silent and never said a word. On the first day Abel came, he only used the simplest commands to squeeze Abel from all angles. Bull's physical limit, and the talent shown by Abel also surprised Negrim who was watching.

Allen told Negrim that he originally thought that Abel might become a swordsman, but after testing, he was sure that Abel definitely had the talent to become a swordsman, and his strength and speed far surpassed his. For an ordinary child of the same age, especially in terms of strength, when he exerts his full strength, his weight can even be compared to that of an ordinary adult man who is neither strong nor thin.

Negrim seemed very happy, and even gave Abel a break that day for the first time, so that he didn't have to wait for him to wash up, but had a good rest, and gave him an extra large piece of bacon for dinner.

The latter made Abel very happy, but the former made him very scared for a while, for fear that Negrim would not need him anymore. Even though Nigrim comforted him with good words, he still snatched the original from the maid without worry. own work.

After getting acquainted with this place for a few days, Abel is much more courageous than when he first came to the castle, and he also understands what kind of attitude he should use to deal with those disobedient servants, and because he is the apprentice of the chief guard , the servants did not dare to be lazy and slippery in front of him, and they all talked to him carefully.

And Negrim also fulfilled his promise on the second day that Abel officially became Alan's disciple, and personally taught Abel knowledge.

The castle where Negrim lives is not too big, but it should have complete parts, such as the basement. There is also such a room in this castle, in which there are many unused sundries and Negrim has not been opened. boxes of luggage.

However, the basement was very gloomy and dark inside, and there were steps to go down to get in, so Negrim only stood at the door directing, and did not go down to search for it himself.

The delicate lord tapped the ground with his cane, and said, "It's the bottom box."

When he came from the capital, he took all the things he could take with him, including a box of books-the people in the capital didn't bother to exploit these things, and now they can be used for Abel's study.

Abel carefully moved away the messy things piled up on it, and pulled out the box at the bottom. After two months, a layer of dust had settled here, and he jumped up as soon as he moved, and raised Abel's face.

The child sneezes.

Since Nigrim knew that his strength was much greater than he imagined, he used him more frequently and more easily. A slave would definitely complain about his master's exploitation in his heart, but Abel seemed very happy. He felt that this was proof that his master needed him, and he wished that Negrim would send him to do everything, and it was his greatest wish to be able to take care of all Negrim's affairs.

Negrim saw that Abel dragged the box out, so he went to the study and waited. After a while, Abel also dragged the box in. Under the command of Negrim, he tiptoed to clean the box. The clean books were stuffed into the two shortest shelves on the bookshelf, and he rushed to wash his face and change clothes, and brought a pot of tea over.

Because Negrim doesn't have any extra appetite most of the time, the cooks in the kitchen don't have the habit of making snacks, and they don't have snacks to accompany them. Even on a rare sunny afternoon like today, tea can only be used as a lecture Throat tool up.

The sun came in from the window and sprinkled on the table. It was golden and warm. Negrim sat on the chair in front of the table, put his cane aside, tilted his head to look at the child standing beside him, and said confidently: "I don't know what to teach you first, so go pick one from the bookshelf and I'll tell you."

As a teacher, such a speech is quite incompetent, but Abel did not have the right to refute or refuse. He just froze for a moment, then nodded, and obediently walked to the edge of the bookshelf and raised his head to choose.

The books on the bookshelf are thin and thick, new and old, all placed by him himself, but Abel doesn’t know many characters, so he just took a book that was closest to him and had the latest cover. Walk back and hand it to Negrim.

Nigrim casually took it over and took a look. He was stunned for a moment, and then a sneering smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Against his pale face and dark eyes, even under the sun, he looked very gloomy: " The documentary of the nobles of the Golden Feather Kingdom, heck, when did they sneak in?"

He handed the book to Abel again, and said, "Take it back and burn it in the kitchen as firewood, and replace it with a new one. Don't take too new ones. The books I don't read much are waste paper."

Abel understood what he meant, put the book aside, and looked for it on the bookshelf again. This time he picked out a book that was thin enough and old enough—the cover of that book was green, and he I remembered that Negrim had once praised his eyes, which were also green. He guessed that his master would like this book in connection with the fact that this book had been turned over many times.

Abel took the book back, and as expected, Negrim was startled for a moment, with a hesitant look on his face, but in the end, he still put the book on the table.

Negrim's slender fingers were pressed against the emerald green cover, so pale that it was almost transparent. Abel looked at it in a daze, and it was not until Negrim spoke that he attracted his attention.

"It's definitely the book I look at the most," he said, "but that was when I was very young."

He opened the cover and displayed the old-colored pictures in the book. This is a fairy tale book. The pages in it are dirty and damaged, but it can be seen that they have been carefully sorted out, which does not hinder: "Although I I don’t know if fairy tales count as serious knowledge, but it’s good to teach you, anyway, you definitely don’t know many words.”

That's true, Abel really didn't have time to read much before he started wandering.

Negrim flipped through the pictures on a few pages of the book, thought for a while, and asked Abel, "Do you know dragons?"

Abel flinched abruptly when he heard Negrim's words, and after realizing that his master didn't mean anything, he relaxed, showed a shy smile, and said, "I know, I've heard Adults use dragons to frighten children."

Negrim propped his chin with one palm, and said, "Yes, who hasn't heard of dragons, but they have disappeared from the continent for 2000 years, and now they only appear in the form of legends."

Abel swallowed, and said nervously: "Aren't dragons just stories? I've heard many people say that they don't actually exist."

Negrim took one look at him and said, "Of course dragons are not just stories, they did exist and... are gone."

There was some hesitation in Negrim's last sentence, but then he continued with his usual tone: "No one knows why they disappeared from the continent, but most people seem to think that they will never come back .”

Hearing this, Abel couldn't help but look at Negrim and asked, "You don't seem to think so?"

Negrim's dark eyes moved when he heard that, but he didn't answer Abel's question. Instead, he opened his mouth and said, "Speaking of which, do you still remember that pendant?"

Abel froze for a moment, and then realized that the pendant Negrim was talking about was the one he tried to steal when they met, recalling the disrespectful things he had done in the past, which made Abel shy and embarrassed Blushing, he nodded and replied, "I remember."

Nigrim didn't mean to blame him, but just said: "Well, thinking about it this way, you were pretty stupid at the time, that thing was so gray and worthless at first glance, you still took such a big risk Come and steal."

Abel opened his mouth, wondering if he should refute Negrim's "stupid" evaluation of him, but in the end he closed his mouth and did not speak.

Negrim recalled: "The pendant was sold by an old man selling groceries on the way I came to Harlan Town to take office. He told me that it might be a piece of dragon scale. I didn't have any accessories on me at the time, so I just bought it. down."

"But think about it, even if there were dragon scales in the hands of humans, how could they be sold so cheaply?" Negrim commented blankly, "I was really in a daze at that time."

Abel showed a hesitant expression, and for a long time, he said dryly: "Anyway, I bought it..."

Negrim curled his lips and said, "Yeah, I bought it anyway, and others don't know it's not a dragon scale, so it doesn't matter if you wear it casually..."

When Negrim talked about things that didn't please him, he quickly got back to the point. He said, "Come on, I'm here to tell you a story. Stand up and read the words on the book carefully. .”

"I don't have much patience," Negrim emphasized. "These are all simple words. It's best for you to learn them after I tell them."

Abel nodded, and approached Negrim cautiously. The lord's voice was very pleasant, but within a few words, the black curly hair exuding the aroma of soap locust completely caught the little slave's attention. The whole earth has attracted the past.

The lord is working hard to lower his IQ, trying to explain the whole text clearly: "'This dragon is traveling the whole continent', well, this word is quite simple, 'traveling', look..."

But his students were thinking: the master's hair is as beautiful as seaweed, when can he help the master comb it and make a braid?