I heard that I always attack and want to destroy the world [Transmigration Book]

Sals was very serious, and there was no hint of a joke in his golden eyes.

It's just that his seriousness obviously didn't convey to the hearts of the people in front of him at all, because Kahn actually burst into a "puchi" laugh when they looked at each other.

Sars frowned, and suddenly thought uncontrollably of what the other party said when he met Kahn in this posture last time.Subconsciously, he wanted to reach out to cover the part he had been proud of for many years, but the wood elf waved his hand and explained before he could do it——

"I'm not laughing that you have one less root than your peers..."

"No less!"

Sars was furious.

If he had a needle and thread handy, he would have even sewed up that annoying mouth of the wood elf right in front of him.

However, this kind of thinking is impossible to realize, so he can only reach out his hand in embarrassment, grab the quilt on the side, and block the indescribable part of his lower body.

Kahn managed to put up a serious face with great difficulty, and then he collapsed with a successful smile again.

Sals: "..."

Can this still speak properly!

When Kahn had laughed enough, he finally returned to his previous serious expression: "You have heard of the kind of people in the dark street, so if you want to go, you have to make sure you don't show yourself while walking around. Otherwise, if those dark mages want to arrest you and make medicine, I can't beat them."

"You don't need to beat them." Sals said to himself: "I followed to protect you, and it's not too difficult to maintain a human form in this little time."

Kahn didn't speak, but his eyes were full of suspicion.

Taking advantage of his height, Thralls rubbed his head fiercely, while sighing in his heart that the touch was exactly as beautiful as he imagined, and said: "The dragon race is the race most favored by Ramles, if If the world is not destroyed, we will accumulate and restore magic when we are alive. So..."

"So you're hiding your strength by pretending to be a child these days?"

Before Sals finished speaking, Kahn asked back first.

Sals nodded, shook his head slightly, and said with a soft smile: "It's accumulating strength. Otherwise, you always like to cause trouble. If I recover a little and use it all, if I encounter this situation again, I will How can I protect you?"

When these words came out, Kahn felt an inexplicable warmth in his heart that he did not know how to describe.

The heart skipped a beat unconsciously, and then jumped a few times before slowly returning to calm with breathing.

"Don't always speak so disgustingly." Kahn said, "When it's really critical, maybe you just throw me away."

"I won't leave anyone behind, and I won't leave you alone." Sars smiled.

After a pause, he patted his chest boldly twice: "Look, how strong I am. Remember, if you are in danger when facing the enemy in the future, you can use me as a shield. I have rough skin and thick flesh. It's okay to get hurt, but if you get hit, it hurts me to death."

His tone was gentle, and his voice was as sincere as those knights who took oaths in the temple. Coupled with those golden eyes full of confidence, it brought a little bit of gentleness that people couldn't help but be intoxicated with.

Kahn lost his sight before the rhythm of his heart beat completely, but he muttered coldly: "Aren't you just afraid of that bug? You said it as if you were affectionate."

"Of course I'm afraid." Sals said carelessly, "I've been thinking about it since you told me that. If the pain we both feel is really equal, it must be because I'm hurt less. Ah. So..."

"Shut up."

Kahn threw a sentence in the past, and successfully blocked the words behind a black-haired man on the bed who was still talking non-stop.

He couldn't tell what he was holding back, but the irritability in his heart couldn't be eliminated no matter what.

When the wind and snow blew on his face and made him finally regain his senses, Kahn realized that he had already taken the gold coins and left the small hotel.

—

After half an hour.

Sars looked at the clothes that Kahn went to buy for him with distaste, then looked down at his strong figure, and asked with a frown, "Can't you buy something better?"

"You can choose not to wear it, but don't you think that would be more embarrassing?" Kahn asked back with good intentions, but the direction of his gaze could only make Sals feel a strong sense of malice.

Thrall was silent.

In the end, he sighed, and took the gray set of coarse civilian clothes from Kahn's hands, and put them on.

However, the effect of clothes is mainly determined by the person who wears them.

When Sals was fully dressed, Kahn, who had been watching from the sidelines, couldn't help admiring: "It's quite handsome."

When the words came out, the big black dragon, who was still a bit awkward at first, moved his ears, and immediately turned to Kahn, grinning and asked, "Say it again?"

"I said no matter how handsome you are, you won't be able to resist your physical defects." Kahn patted the shoulder of the man who was much taller than him in pain twice, and without even giving the latter a chance to speak, he pointed to the door and said, "Wearing Let’s go now, if you move quickly, you can sleep for a while before dawn.”

This is absolutely true, so Thralls gave up his rebuttal after hesitating for a second.

There are many buildings in Angferli City, and the streets and alleys are winding.

Sals couldn't remember the way, so he could only wear a black hood like Kahn's, wrapped in clothes, and followed the steps of the Wood Elf in front of him.

He had been held in Kahn's arms all the way before, and occasionally when he put it down, he looked up at the elf from the perspective of a child or a little dragon.Now that he had changed to a normal physique and looked at it again, Thralls finally realized that this seemingly fearless wood elf seemed much thinner than he had imagined.

Like all elves, Kahn's figure is so slender.

It's just that Sals didn't know if it was the reason for the gap between the two. He always felt that as long as he stretched out his hand, he could directly wrap the elf in his arms.

That's right, it's in your arms.

Startled by his own subconscious thought, Sals stopped abruptly before he realized that he seemed to be walking all the way staring at Kahn like an idiot.

And even if you saw this figure, according to their relationship, shouldn't the first reaction be "you can directly strangle to death with your hand", right...

Sals was struggling non-stop, but Kahn was not slowing down at all.

After going around a few more streets, the wood elf stopped when the two finally walked through a dark alley.

"That's it."