lord and his dragon

The fact that the Correvis family was too noisy, a few days ago, the king couldn't hold back and summoned Negrim.

But Negrim guessed that the current opponent didn't have the energy to set any traps for him, so he took Abel with him openly.

There was indeed no trap, the king didn't even really meet him, he just asked a few words indifferently through a curtain, and then let Nigrim go back.

Negrim guessed that the king just wanted to see what he was like now. He was distressed by the decision to release Negrim to the border, compared to when Negrim just came out of prison. For his gentleness and kindness, the current king's attitude towards Negrim can be called cold and hard.

How normal is this, Negrim thought, who would begrudge a smile when the prey was lying on the chopping block?

Just like the king wanted to see Negrim, Negrim actually wanted to know the king's current situation.

The reason why he suddenly came to the capital from Gaydon was because no one came to visit him on his birthday, and he saw that the king was unable to do what he wanted, and secondly, he got the news from the people that the power of Great Milwes was about to move. .

Contacting the current tense situation in the capital, Negrim believes that if he guessed correctly, the forces of Great Melwess have indeed taken some kind of action against the king, and the situation should be quite serious, otherwise there is no way to explain why the king To cover it up, let some big nobles know the news, because he can send all his troops to search and guard the city, and the people of Great Milwes will be accidentally caught, and the interrogation and other things will be very important. easy.

The king's actions can only prove that either he has suffered a very serious injury, or the opponent's method against him is too tricky.

On the day Negrim went to meet the king, he didn't smell any herbs or blood, so he felt that the king might not be injured, and the second situation was hard to guess.

Negrim didn't intend to waste time on this issue. The situation would always continue to develop. He believed that the people of Great Milwes would not be so easily dealt with by the king. He wanted to take advantage of the muddy water in the capital to Take back all the things you should get back.

After being busy for a while, when he relaxed again, Negrim started to stay in bed.

It was said that he stayed in bed, but after Abel got up, Negrim himself couldn't fall asleep, but he just didn't want to get up.

The sun is just right today, you know, it is already autumn, and the days are still warmer every day. It is rare to have such a dazzling sun. Abeldo wants to pull out his gloomy, damp and weak master to bask in the sun.

But Negrim refused, so Abel could only go to the backyard to fetch water, and was about to go back to the room to wipe Negrim's face.

When leaving the yard, Abel ran into Ma Luxi who was in a trance. He didn't want to talk to him, but he didn't expect Luxi to stop him.

This is rare. Everyone knows that Abel only has good looks towards his master, and the people and horses are more accustomed to seeking good fortune and avoiding evil. They never said a few words to Abel in front of Negrim, let alone in private.

But the identities of the people and horses are different. Although Abel felt a little impatient, he still looked up at the other party and asked, "What's the matter?"

Lucy said nothing, just looked at Abel in confusion.

In order to ensure the success of the Dragon Lord's trip, he observed the stars for a long time last night, and all the things he had seen had gone in a direction that was beneficial to the Dragon Lord. Easy stuff, but just before dawn, Lucy discovers that there is a very vague part of the trajectory of Negrim's not-too-distant future.

The distribution of the stars is too chaotic, and Lucy can't even see whether it is going for better or worse. If people have to describe it, it means that this fate involves an extremely important person, and this person can A little change in thinking can completely change the fate of the dragon lord.

Lucy felt that this might not be a good thing, especially for someone like the Dragon Lord, he would never want anyone to control his destiny.

But Lucy didn't dare to tell Negrim about this directly. After all, fate can change at any time. This matter caused the fate of the Dragon Lord to become a relatively bad ending, and he could not afford this responsibility.

For this matter, people and horses have been entangled until now, and they haven't closed their eyes for even a moment, no wonder they are in a trance.

Lucy had originally decided not to tell the story, but unexpectedly, he ran into Abel. He knew that Abel and the Dragon Lord had a very close relationship, so he began to waver again.

To say or not to say?

Lucy thought about it, and stared at Abel for a long time, but after looking at it, he began to feel that Abel was a little weird... It was an indescribable aura, very powerful, cruel, with indescribable Under the pressure of resistance, Lucy almost knelt down directly at Abel.

But before that, Abel couldn't help but said, "What's the matter with you?"

This sentence woke up Lucy from that weird state, his four horse hooves trembled, and he finally stood still.

Lucy couldn't help but looked at Abel again, resisting the urge to kick, smiled flatteringly at him, and said, "It's nothing, it's nothing, the lord is still waiting for you, right? Don't bother me."

After speaking, he ran away with his tail between his legs, leaving Abel in a daze.

It wasn't until she was far enough away from Abel that the strange feeling in her heart disappeared, that Lucy stopped slowly.

What is he afraid of?Was it because Abel was getting impatient with him?Or did he really see something?It shouldn't be, and I haven't heard of anyone who can not only watch stars but also watch faces?

Abel didn't know the entanglement in Lucy's heart. He just wanted to go back to Negrim as soon as possible. If he was delayed for a while, Negrim might lose his temper.

When Abel carried the water to the second floor, he suddenly heard something.

Abel was stunned for a moment, and turned his head to look in the direction of the sound, but it was only a half-open window, and there was a faint sound of wind outside the window.

Abel frowned.

His hearing is very good. If there is any sound that cannot be heard clearly, it must be because it is too far away, but the sound just now was actually quite loud. Abel didn't know what was going on. When he listened carefully again, The voice did not appear again.

Abel stood on the second floor for a while, and when he heard Negrim's dissatisfied grunts from the room, he hurriedly put the matter behind him, and went to find his master with water.

Negrim didn't get up until noon. The steward told him that a servant from the Pavoni family had sent a greeting card and wanted to see him.

Upon hearing this, Negrim blinked.

He certainly didn't think that old Pavoni would come to him, and the only one who would never forget him would be Marus. He originally thought that Marus would be there on the third or fourth day after he broke his leg. I just came to make trouble, but I didn't expect the other party to delay for so long.

It seems that he has left a lot of psychological shadow on Marus, Negrim thought, it may also be because it overlaps with the psychological shadow that Lux once left on Marus.

So disgusting.

Thinking of this, Negrim didn't even have the will to open the envelope to have a look. He just waved his hand and asked the steward to take it away and throw it away.

Of course, the steward obeyed Negrim's orders and left with the envelope.

Thanks to the king's statement, Negrim was completely free. Today, only the Pavoni family sent greetings, and there were no other matters to be resolved. Nigrim didn't want to go out, so he lay down on the desk for a while.

Just when Abel wanted to ask Negrim if he wanted to lie down on the bed, Negrim sat up and said, "I'm a little thirsty, pour me a glass of water."

Hearing this, Abel picked up the teapot beside him.

The tea in this pot is specially made by the elves. It is fragrant and sweet, and it is something that Negrim rarely likes to drink. However, because Abel always encourages him to eat it with snacks when he drinks this tea, which is very annoying, so Nigrim Graham didn't drink much either.

Negrim closed his eyes, listening to the pleasant sound of tea being poured into the cup, and was about to reject the other party's offer of snacks before Abel could speak, but found that Abel did not pass the tea to his hand.

Negrim froze for a moment, opened his eyes and looked at Abel, and found that the other party was indeed not moving, but holding a teacup in a daze. Abel had a very serious expression on his face, and those clear green eyes were not blinking. Looking in the direction of the window, the color of the fundus of the eyes gradually became darker.

The situation that had never happened to Abel made Negrim panic. He frowned and called, "Abel, what are you doing?"

Abel came back to his senses suddenly, the tea in his hand almost spilled. Fortunately, he moved fast enough and didn't let a little bit of water leak out, but even so, he was still taken aback by his distraction, and immediately Put the jug and cup on the table, and half-kneel down in front of Negrim.

Negrim had a gloomy look on his face. He grabbed Abel's chin, raised his face, and asked, "What were you doing just now?"

Nigrim originally suspected that Abel had other concerns to hide from him, but what Nigrim didn't expect was that the expression on Abel's face was also inexplicable, and he didn't seem to know why he just said Suddenly fugue.

Negrim felt relieved because of this, but he still frowned. He asked, "You've been acting weird lately. What's going on?"

He also included Abel's strange behavior before, but Abel knew that he just thought too much before, and he was really ashamed to speak, so he only talked about the strange things that happened today.

"I seem to hear something," Abel said. "It's a strange, vague sound. I want to know where it came from."

Abel heard that sound twice, because it was too close, and subconsciously thought it was coming from a window or something, but just now, he was not so sure.

Abel looked at Negrim, and asked with some inexplicable eagerness: "Did you hear any sound? If that sound really existed, you should be able to hear it at that volume."

Negrim frowned even tighter. He looked at Abel for a long time and shook his head slowly: "I didn't hear anything."

Abel froze for a moment, and said, "Did I have an illusion?"

Having said that, Abel also felt that the voice did not come from outside the window, but from his mind.

Negrim is not sure, Abel is a dragon with an extremely powerful penis, and his body should always be in the most perfect and healthy state, but auditory hallucinations are actually related to the brain—— The dragon's brain is obviously not perfect, otherwise Abel would not be his slave, but a brilliant politician.

It's really hard to say if it's an auditory hallucination.

Negrim thought for a while, and said: "If it's just a sound, don't worry about it for now. If it will appear again in the future, you can listen to it and we will check again. If it doesn't appear, then it is really possible that it is just a sound. It's just an illusion."

However, after finding the reason for Abel's distraction, Negrim was not very angry because the other party's attention was not on him. He let go of his hand, asked Abel to stand up, and drank another sip of tea. Looking uneasy, Negrim reluctantly said: "Bring me some pie, fruit."

As soon as Abel heard that Negrim said that he wanted to eat, he really became energetic, and quickly left the room, as if he was afraid that the other party would regret it.

Abel's auditory hallucination symptoms reappeared at night, but because Negrim had lost his temper with him once before, Abel was on guard, and he didn't lose his mind for a long time, but reacted quickly.

Negrim was obviously concerned about this matter, he grabbed Abel and asked, "What is that voice talking about?"

Abel stared blankly at Negrim, and said, "It seems...it seems to be calling me."

"Call you?"

Negrim couldn't figure it out. If someone deliberately targeted Abel's situation, then the target in the capital could only be himself. Abel's strength has not been exposed much, and there is no possibility of a third person. You know, how could you be cast with this calling spell?Doesn't make sense?

Abel obviously felt the same way, and he couldn't help but said, "Could it be an accidental injury? For example, it was originally intended to cast a spell on the elves..."

Negrim frowned.

is that so?Which noble lady fell in love with Fuma or Abel, so she drove people to cast a curse?The example of Krevis is the first, who has the courage?

But no matter what, the clues appearing now are just specious voices, and Negrim has no way to think of a way to deal with it, so he has to temporarily put this matter on hold and prepare to rest.

Abel embraced Negrim as usual, and fell into a deep sleep with him.

It was night, and the faint moonlight shone through the window into the pitch-black bedroom. Negrim turned over uncomfortably. Feeling a little cold, he couldn't help opening his eyes. However, it was this movement that almost scared him. Gotta scream.

At some point, Abel, who was sleeping with him in his arms, sat up, with his long legs bent, as if he was about to leave.

Negrim immediately came to his senses and shouted angrily, "Abel!"

However, Abel seemed to be sleepwalking, and he didn't respond when he heard his voice, but continued to get out of bed.

Negrim gritted his teeth, grabbed Abel's clothes, raised his hand high, and slapped him without hesitation. A clear voice sounded, and Abel finally woke up with a low gasp. The moment he saw Negrim, he understood what was going on, immediately touched Negrim's hand, and said in a panic, "Are you alright?!"

There were no traces on Abel's face, but Negrim's delicate palms were already flushed.

Negrim looked at Abel in shock, completely ignoring the pain in his palm. Before Abel could apologize to him, Negrim had already thrown himself into Abel's arms and hugged him tightly. he.

The man's tall and strong body brought an unspeakable sense of security. Negrim closed his eyes, put his hands on his broad shoulders, and panted heavily.

Negrim's body was very thin, and the clothes on his body were also crumpled by the action just now. In Abel's eyes, the messy folds and protruding back had a thrilling and fragile beauty, but Abel felt even more What was exciting was Negrim's fear and concern for his departure. This kind of mood was really inappropriate, but Abel even began to resent his skin with high defense power - he hadn't had time to experience Negrim well. As for the pain that Reem gave him, how great would it be if it could leave an imprint that couldn't be erased tomorrow?

Abel almost began to suspect that this was the most daring of his many fantasies. It wasn't until he tentatively embraced his master and felt the slight trembling of Negrim's body that he completely recovered and realized that I almost left Negrim unknowingly just now and ran to an unknown place.

A belated fear awakened Abel. He hugged his master tightly and was about to comfort him, but he heard Negrim's calm voice coming from his chest: "What did you hear just now?"

The difference between Negrim's voice and his physical performance was so great that Abel didn't react for a moment, until Nigrim raised his head and looked at him expressionlessly with the corners of his red eyes. Only then did Bull realize that Negrim was extremely angry, and hurriedly said, "Someone is telling me to go out."

Negrim continued to ask, "Where are you going?"

Abel replied, "Where there is water."

Negrim frowned immediately.

Speaking of which, except this time in the middle of the night, Abel heard the sound of water surrounding him three times. In the morning and evening, he heard it when he was serving water to wipe Negrim's body, and the middle time was when he was pouring tea. Yes, is it possible that the medium used by the other party to cast the spell is water?

Negrim had a rough inference in his mind, and asked again: "Is there anything else?"

Abel blinked and said, "I heard a name."

Negrim froze for a moment, then said, "What name?"

When Abel recalled that name, his heart jumped suddenly, but he still replied obediently: "Reince."

"Reince Imperdo."

In the second half of the night, there was no problem at all, but Negrim still didn’t sleep well. His hands hurt all the time, but he didn’t tell Abel that when he got up in the morning, he found that his hand was twisted because of the slap at night. The swelling was so high that it made the mansion have a good meal.

Negrim was wounded inexplicably, and the culprit, Abel, wanted to slap himself, but this matter was not his own will in the final analysis, and Negrim did not blame him.

Knowing that water is the medium for casting spells, Abel wanted to avoid it as much as possible, but he didn't expect that Negrim didn't want him to avoid it at all, and still told him to be the same as before, if he heard the sound, just pretend he didn't hear it That's fine.

Abel had to obey.

It made Abel more vigilant at night, but Negrim said that if he didn't sleep for a long time, it would be easy for this kind of spiritual spell to sneak in after a while. It's better to sleep as much as possible. Watch out, or Negrim should find a way to wake him up.

Later, Abel did sleepwalk a few more times, but each time he was woken up by Nigrim biting or kicking the ground. After a few times, he didn’t know whether the other party found out that he had found the wrong person, or felt that this method was useless. In short, Abel has never had a night tour again, and he has never heard the sound from the water again.

I don't know if this matter is resolved or what, but Negrim hasn't had a good rest for a long time, his pale face has become more haggard, and his temper has become worse.

At this moment, the trash of Pavoni's family came to the door without looking too far.

When he heard the shouts outside the mansion, Negrim, who was in a bad mood, felt that even if the time was not right, he had no reason not to clean up this trash.

In fact, Marus has been wronged this time, and he didn't come here specially, but every time the challenge letter he sent was read by Negrim, who was busy observing Abel's situation. He didn't even look at it and threw it away as trash. Marus couldn't bear Negrim's ignorance of him, let alone his desire to kill Negrim, so he couldn't help but came to the door directly.

The behavior of Marus directly calling for someone is actually not like a nobleman at all. If his father, Duke Pavoni, knows, he will definitely give him a good lesson... No, to be precise, the old Pavoni He will not be allowed to provoke Negrim!But Marus couldn't control that much anymore, he threw another handful of gold coins, and asked the people he hired to increase their voices, and shouted at the top of their lungs: "Earl Hugh Nuoding! You have bad legs and feet, and you don't have the face to face people." Is it?! Come out quickly!"

A lot of people gathered around to watch, pointing in this direction. At this moment, Nigrim leaned on a cane, led the people, and walked out slowly from the gate of the mansion.

Negrim didn't bother to talk nonsense with him, so he said directly: "Tell me, what's the matter."

Marus was taken aback by the gloomy and hostile tone in his tone, but he refused to show timidity on his face. Instead, he took off his gloves, threw them towards Negrim, and said viciously: "I I want to fight you!"