[Interstellar] Flawless Life

Rein looked at the young dragon quietly, and said softly, "I went to the back kitchen of the tavern and the meat store to look for you, but I couldn't find you."

Elimore flew up and landed on the shoulder of the dragon knight who was looking for the dragon in the middle of the night, "I'm just lost, so I won't go to those places."

Rein didn't believe it or not, "You've been living here for half a year."

Oh yes.

But I've said it, what can I do?

Elimore grunted grimly. "In the eyes of the dragon, there is no way in such a small place, man."

Dragon Knight had a good temper and didn't expose it.The lost young dragon was led back to the quilt, closed his eyes and stroked what Hook said, the more he stroked, the more information he felt——

Are Lord Wilton and Val really in love?If it is, Mrs. Silas can easily kill her and pretend to be drowning according to Hook's tone.Does the lord really like Laing?If so, why did Rein suffer so many disasters from the age of five to ten when Sylla was already annexed, and why did he become a dragon knight in the end instead of Wilton's heir?Even if you take a step back and say that the eldest son cannot be surpassed, why send him to Sachery instead of Xianglishe as an apprentice?And what are Cardinal, Hooker, and Laing, who have a relationship with Wilton, planning...

"Sleep." Rein tapped the young dragon's forehead with his fingertips, "Be good."

never!

Finally got a clue... Elimore's eyes widened, but the eyes became smaller and smaller, and his consciousness fell into a dream.It must be some kind of magic, the pure white drake thought at last.

When he woke up the next day, Pease and Sissy had already left.The person who repaired the training ground was gone, and the things that could be burned casually in the past suddenly became more precious. Elimore was careful every time he sprayed fire, and the results were better than usual, only burning a quarter of the training ground.Hook added a sausage to him at lunch.The baby dragon wasn't very happy, burning a quarter a day, and after four days it had no training ground.

"Eat." Rein patted his head, "I will fix it."

Laing's practice was very different from Pease's.Human beings who can't communicate with the trees can only carry wooden boards, untie the leather armor, and repair the training ground bit by bit under the sun. After a while, the thin shirts are sweating profusely, and the young body is looming, pure and confusing.Hook, who brought the water, clicked his tongue a few times.

The boys nowadays are very scheming, unlike them back then...

Hook frowned. Is there a lot of age difference between him and Rein?Why would I speak in the tone of someone who has experienced it?

The young dragon tilted its head, breathed out a mouthful of dragon breath, and sent another quarter to see the God of Light.

Reinxiu, whose project volume exceeded expectations, barely finished one-eighth of it until the evening.The good news is that the young dragon didn't increase his workload all afternoon, and his accuracy went up. "I told you that it's a good idea to give Pease a vacation." Hook sat on Rein's toolbox to claim credit, "The little guy cares about you, and came to me in the middle of the night to ask about you... how smart you are, look Makes my heart itch."

"What's itching?"

"Nothing. Are we not telling Ellimore of our plans?"

"I told him myself."

"Where's Nero?"

"You come."

"My God, if Nero knew that his Mr. Lane was annoying him, the child would cry." Hook teased, and got up and waved to the young dragon, "Elimore—it's over, it's time to eat! Today It's the Kolo Physalis Pie."

The days of peace and occasional squabbles passed unknowingly, until one day there were fewer idlers in Sachery's tavern. Rein and Hook, who came back from shopping that day, discussed for a while, packed things in the morning, and bought a carriage in the afternoon. , took Nero and Elimore across the border to the town of Poole in the Odo Plain in the south of the Kingdom of Light.

Hooker has a large estate there, where he grows dukdoye, the appraiser's all-purpose plant.

Not only him, but his family owns most of the land in Poole, but has no tax right, so Hooker is only a descendant of a big landowner, not a nobleman, and his name is simply Hooker, not Hooker Poole or something. "As long as we are still serving that person, we can't be nobles," Hook said before passing the level. "Civilians are more secretive and easier to control."

"Is that 'Poet Bishop' Bishop of St. York South Wilton?" Nero didn't know what to think of, his expression was a little unnatural, "I heard that he is the most amiable and easy-going cardinal among the five central cardinals of the Holy See."

"Nero knows a lot." Hook smiled, "Ordinary people don't know his name."

Nero laughed dryly.

After all, this topic did not continue, let alone the land of the Kingdom of God.Elimore ate the biscuits prepared by Hook heartlessly, and smacked all the way to Poole Town.

On the third day after they arrived, Lord Sachery was assassinated by his courtiers. An army composed of prisoners in the prison, downcast dragon knights and idlers occupied the main city from the inside out, and killed Sachery who was sleeping peacefully at home after closing the city gate. The head of the Dragon Knights, the adjutant, the commanders of the left and right battalions, and a group of high-ranking dragon knights, Sachery was in chaos.

The town of Poole, which is holding the Brightness Celebration and Harvest Festival, is immersed in joy and peace. Many people who work outside come back to help at this time. The arrival of Hook and his party is nothing but ordinary.Mr. Dalton, the mayor of the town, skillfully assigned the task of building the altar to Hook and Laing, while Nero was sent to make torches dedicated to the God of Light with the girls, and was sent to the pyrotechnic workshop to help fill the medicine one day later.Because the girls said Nero was too small.

"What's the matter?" Nero complained as he passed the square in the middle of the town, holding a black medicine barrel, "I'm already 12 years old."

"Yeah, 12 years old, when I was your age, I didn't want old Dalton to send me to make torches." Hook saw the wood, "Boys and girls who make torches are willing to marry, and those who don't will." At home sewing banners for the celebration of light or scarecrows for the harvest season, didn’t you notice the flirtatiousness of the torch-makers?”

"Uh, yes. But married? I'm only 12."

"You're wearing the leather armor of a dragon knight," Hook shrugged. "People in small places think that a man is a man if he can hold a sword. Didn't you notice that Rein followed me closely?"

"What's the use of following you?"

"I'll tell everyone that he already has someone he likes." Hook smiled, "Oh, brother Nero, it's too late now, the fireworks workshop is full of bachelors who can't find a wife, you are rejected by the girls yo."

Nero breathed a sigh of relief, "Great, I'm really afraid of getting married. Where's Mr. Laing?"

Hook pointed up.

The altar of the God of Light is actually a huge burning bonfire.It has not been ignited yet, and countless wooden slats are built into a tower, standing tall on the square of the town.Bold, careful and vigorous young people climbed and moved between the wooden slats.This job has always been assigned to the brave and good workers, and Rein is one of them. He tied a straw rope around his waist, unlike other people who fixed it on the wooden tower, and the other end of the straw rope led him The young dragon on the shoulders.

It was not clear whether it was for safety or to prevent Elimore from running around.

With such unreliable safety measures, Rein left the others behind, and he built the first wooden bar on each floor.Elimore smacked his lips, and the dragon knight who was knocking on the wooden wedge paused, raised his hand and poked the young dragon's forehead, "Control, not even a single spark can fall on the tower."

"I know, I know!"

The young dragon turned around sullenly, its tail hanging on Rein's chest.

The dragon knight lowered his eyes, his eyes fell on the tip of his tail which was not defended at all, and the corners of his mouth raised secretly.

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[Character] Nero: I'm really afraid of getting married.