The Lord's Guide to How to Train Your Dragon

Jiu Pagoda is located on the east side of the Xinghuan Imperial Palace. It is a huge nine-story pagoda made of black stones. The ashes of the ancestors of the Heji royal family are enshrined on the first to eighth floors, and the royal books are sealed on the top floor.

Inside the tower, there are portraits of successive Heji lords and their queens. Zhou Wei walked up the black wooden escalator, and glanced at the densely packed large photo wall. The more he looked, the more confused he became—why these people don’t look like him?Even the legendary father?

"Where did the portrait hanging here go?" Walking close to the top floor, Zhou Wei found a blank space on the wall, as if a portrait had once been hung, but it was taken down.

"Sorry I don't know, Your Majesty," said Irma, "I've never been here."

Zhou Wei stopped and watched for a while, and found that the vacant seat was next to his father, and if nothing unexpected, his mother should have hung it.

So why was it taken down?The queens of other lords are obviously hanging there... Zhou Wei looked around, puzzled, but after a while, he figured out another thing - no wonder there will be fewer and fewer descendants of the knight clan. A quarter of the queen is a man.

"Good base oil" really lives up to its reputation!

Irma seemed to be afraid that her eyes would desecrate the past kings, so she walked quickly to the top floor with her head down.Zhou Wei followed up and found that it was like a conical attic with a very high dome. The fan-shaped wooden bookshelves stood against the wall, forming a large circle. In the middle of the circle was a huge round table, with a heavy wooden chair beside it.

"Please sit down, Your Majesty, I'll go and bring down the classics for you." Irma respectfully cleaned the tables and chairs with a feather duster.He is very skillful at working, and obviously he often serves people. Zhou Wei looked at his busy figure and suddenly felt a little regretful—if such an outstanding young man hadn't been a slave, he would have had a more brilliant life, right?

This was the first time he felt such pity for a human being, and it felt weird, so he frowned and said, "I'll do it myself."

"No, please let me serve you." Irma pushed a wooden ladder with pulleys and climbed up nimbly, saying, "Your time is very precious, and it is related to the life and death of all Herki people. For you It was an honor to serve me."

His attitude was gentle and firm, and Zhou Wei couldn't refuse, so he had to sit down at the table.Irma found the earliest classics according to the number of the bookshelf, cleaned them with a feather duster, and moved them to the table: "Let's read these first, Your Majesty, the possibility of mentioning dragons in early documents is probably higher."

Zhou Wei nodded, took the classics and read them slowly.Various strange symbols are drawn on the yellowed pages of the book. There are few words, but mostly illustrations. It looks easy to understand. Most of the stories are about the daily affairs of the royal court.

Turning to the last page, Zhou Wei's hand suddenly stopped. It was a pure black paper page, which seemed to be made of some animal skin, with intricate patterns lightly carved with a knife.He looked at the light, but couldn't understand, so he closed his eyes and touched it with his fingers——

A strange feeling of touch came from the fingertips, chilly, as if thin threads of ice climbed up the back of the hand along the fingers, and then climbed up the arms... The ice is getting thicker and colder, and the icy wind doesn't know where it comes from. The blow came from nowhere and swept his body in an instant. Zhou Wei opened his eyes suddenly, and was surprised to find himself standing in a place covered with ice and snow, surrounded by strong winds, snowflakes billowing, black clouds rolling over his head, thunder and lightning!

Suddenly, the glacier under his feet cracked, and hot magma spewed out from the crack, like a red dragon spreading its wings, roaring towards him.

"Ah!" Zhou Wei whispered, his pupils shrank, and the illusion in front of him suddenly dissipated, only to hear an anxious voice calling in his ear: "Your Majesty! What's wrong with you, Your Majesty?"

Zhou Wei took a deep breath, and found that he was still sitting on the wooden chair. The classic book with black pages was closed, and a slender right hand was pressing on the book cover. It was Irma.

"Are you okay?" Irma looked into his eyes worriedly, "What's the matter with you?"

"...I'm fine." Zhou Wei came back to his senses, not wanting him to see his gaffe, and said, "Is there any water?"

"I'll get it now," said Irma, without going away, and asked him, "Are you really all right? What did you see?"

"I saw..." Zhou Wei opened his mouth and swallowed the words behind - he found that this was the first time Irma looked directly into his eyes, through those green eyes that were as green as a deep pool, for some reason He suddenly felt a chilling fear.

"No, nothing." Zhou Wei lied intuitively.

Irma lowered her eyes and left the reading room.

Zhou Wei watched his back disappear on the stairs, opened the black page again, and touched it carefully, but the hallucination did not appear again.So he speculated that this might be the legendary Dragon's Language, which could not be read or written, and could only be engraved on some kind of special paper to be comprehended through the spirit.

It's really tall... so where was that glacier just now?What is a volcano?Is it the legendary one-half volcano that sealed the dragon?Zhou Wei shook his head, and opened another classic with doubts.

A few minutes later, Irma came back, brought an exquisite black stone tea set, lit the fire, and made him a cup of sweet and sour tea.

Zhou Wei thanked him, and absently continued to read the royal comics.Irma didn't ask any more questions. She stood on the wooden ladder and cleaned up the classics he was going to read next, and came down occasionally to help him get some tea. Ying Sheng is a hundred times more perfect.

The sense of danger just now should be just an illusion... Zhou Wei began to doubt his intuition. Irma is too obedient and too competent. Even a cold human prohibition patient like him thinks that the other party is considerate and witty, pleasing to the eye, and exciting. people pity.

I don't know how many times cuter than the glamorous and noble free hunter!

"Ah Choo!" A certain hunter far away in the "Sky Crack" space city sneezed hard, almost spraying his dear brother in the face.

Gulliver quickly ran away on the wheelchair, and scolded: "Wouldn't you say in advance when you sneeze? At least cover your mouth!"

Percy rubbed his nose and apologized, "Suddenly my nose feels uncomfortable, so I'll hit it if I want to."

"It's disgusting!" Gulliver poured out the coffee next to him, and sprayed all the places around him with disinfectant like to prevent the plague, saying in disgust, "Are you in poor health and have some kind of virus?" Already? Stay away!"

"That's enough, you!" Percy slapped his brother's dog's head angrily, "When you see me, you get a cleansing fit. Do you want to fight again?"

"Get lost!" Gulliver brushed his hand away, "What the hell are you doing here? Get down to business, I've been in this broken port for three days and it's almost gathering dust!"

Isn't it bad that I stayed in Xinghuan for three days?When Percy thinks of Zhou Wei's huge "dragon bed" covered with leopard-print skin, he becomes flustered, short of breath and blood pressure soars, and then imagines a man with facial paralysis who looks thin when he is dressed and undressed, lying on the gorgeous animal skin. Look... oh, it's that damned fat panda who shared the bed with Lord Master for Mao?Could it be that only by becoming a cute pet can we share the same bed with the owner? !

Forget it, I’m still happier than the second-year illness that squatted at the port all day long accumulating dust...His Royal Highness Percy comforted himself silently, and said with a serious face: "I have to find a way to find a legitimate reason to stay in the Xinghuan Palace. The regent is too difficult to deal with, and he has found various reasons to drive me to the port in the past three days. I suspect that he brought Zhou Wei back not to give up his position, but to brew some conspiracy."

"What conspiracy?" Gulliver felt that he was finally one step closer to the great cause of saving the world, and asked with bright eyes.

"...how do I know?!" Percy said angrily, "I've only been in Xinghuan for three days! All the followers around Zhou Wei are the regent's people, and one night I found out that his sissy The little slaves from my family sneaked in to spy on us... Well, they were spying on Zhou Wei. In short, these people are very weird, and their mouths are also very tight. I tried my best these two days and couldn't get any valuable information. "

"It wouldn't be the case if I were to go." Gulliver said disapprovingly, "The intelligence courses you learned in the military academy are too dogmatic, and you still need a senior hunter like me to dig gossip..."

"You can shut up now." Percy interrupted his nonsense, "Should I tell my father that I actually helped you take the exam for your information studies?"

Gulliver really shut up.

"In short, the regent tried every means to get me away from Zhou Wei, he must be afraid that I would find out something." Percy frowned, "I have a hunch that he will be bad for Zhou Wei."

"Then do you want to kill him?" Gulliver instantly forgot about "protecting the suspected doomed partner", and his excitement drifted to the career of killing people and stealing goods. He took out a dagger, then changed it to a short sword, then a watermelon knife and a kitchen knife, and changed in a circle like a lantern, and finally it was fixed as a folding stool, "What do you think, Joe Chichi?"

"..." If it wasn't for his mecha still at Zhou Wei's place, Percy really wanted to immediately conjure up a folding stool and shoot this damned second-year-old child away!

"If you dare to rename my mecha again, you will die!" Percy gritted his molars and said word by word, using DNA landing to infiltrate Gulliver's mecha like lightning, and took the badge from his chest. Take it down and throw it into the trash can in the distance, "I will send you and your mech into the same garbage furnace!"

"Tsk!" Gulliver ran away on a wheelchair, slid to the trash can, picked up his mecha and put it in his pocket, "Okay, stop playing, let's get down to business, what are we going to do next?"

Who the hell has been wasting my precious time with gags?Percy raised his forehead and said: "First of all, I have to find a legitimate reason to stay with Zhou Wei, and then find a way to get you into the Xinghuan Palace, so that we can use the doppelganger to cover each other and spy on information. King Beard There are many suspicious points on him, but the security around him is tight, so it is difficult for us to infiltrate, so why not start with his two horse boys, Valentin and Irma."

"It's easy to stay by Zhou Wei's side." Gulliver shrugged, "You just need to say that you will be his bodyguard for free. The last attack was a good excuse. He is so afraid of death and greedy for money, he will definitely agree without hesitation. you."

"You don't know him at all, he is neither afraid of death nor greedy for money." Percy can't listen to people saying bad things about Zhou Wei, and neither can his brother, "You kind of dude can't understand the philosophy of life of the low-level civilians, you have never been poor I have never lost a family member, so your so-called free and easy and proud are nothing more than meaningless hypocrisy."

"You can shut up now." Gulliver said with a dark face, "Why are you possessed by the great Emperor McCaw? Now we are going to hold a 'criticism conference on Gulliver Bai'? Aren't you Have you already regarded yourself as Zhou Wei's spokesperson? Now we don't know who he belongs to!"

Percy was angry, why did he spend twice as long complaining to each other every time he talked about serious business with Gulliver?Trying to convince myself to ignore his secondary illness, he said: "Anyway, I will convince him to hire me as his bodyguard, and then let you in. Let's keep an eye on Valentin and Irma together... the old rules."

Rock-paper-scissors, it was determined that Percy was staring at Valentine and Gulliver was staring at Irma.

For some reason, Percy was mildly skeptical that his idiot brother would be able to hold the blond goblin.

The author has something to say: The journey of snake spirit disease to capture goblins has officially begun.

[Gulliver: Little fairy, do you dare to agree to my call? 】

[Irma: Snake mania, I told you that if you don't agree, you are also a maniac! 】