The Lord's Guide to How to Train Your Dragon

Dim lights, howling winds, drooping ice cones... The disfigured prince and the mysterious and unpredictable slave launched a "face の duel" on the glaciers of the subcontinent!

Irma's skills are extremely strange, her right hand flexibly controls the silver chain on the hilt, and she can control a dagger that is more than a foot long. , Unpredictable!

Fortunately, Gulliver, as the eldest son of Emperor McCall, was raised as the heir to the throne since he was a child. Under the urging of all the ministers, he learned a lot about martial arts, because there is Percy who can only fight but not kill. The deadly rival has achieved extremely high attainments in the fields of fighting and boxing guessing!

Well, the latter is basically useless, but the former is still very powerful in critical moments, especially when facing goblins with explosive force values!

With a sharp "crack", Gulliver made a clean and sharp slash. The lightsaber in his hand cut off almost half of Irma's dagger, and then stabbed him with a backhand, hitting his right arm!

The bright red blood shot out from the wound in an instant. Irma kept her face unchanged and continued to attack Gulliver with her dagger. The old man who had been standing by the side watching the battle uttered an anxious cry: "Ah... ohhh!"

The hoarse cry echoed on the empty glaciers of the sub-continent, painful and anxious, Gulliver's heart trembled, and he was slightly distracted, and Irma leaned forward, shaking his right hand, and the short sword circled his right arm like a shooting star , The silver chain on the hilt instantly strangled his arm like a poisonous snake.

Gulliver sneered, pinched the two fingers of his right hand like steel claws and clasped the broken sword, turned his wrist, and exerted force on his arm, the silver chain made a crisp sound of "collapse—" and broke in response!

Irma's pupils shrank, and she flew back suddenly.However, Gulliver was faster than him. With a flick of his finger, the sword in his hand flew out like lightning, brushed against his cheekbones, and nailed to a huge ice curtain with a "duh".

In order to avoid the broken sword, Irma had to adjust her center of gravity, and her retreating speed slowed down. Gulliver caught up with her and kicked her lower abdomen. As a result, he slid down seven or eight meters away.

This kick was extremely hard, and Irma let out a short cry of pain, her body convulsed, and tried to get up immediately, but she couldn't do it, and fell down again.Gulliver floated in front of him with a graceful sliding step, passed the lightsaber in his hand, and pressed it against his throat with a "buzz--".

Irma panted heavily, sweating profusely, and did not dare to move under the tip of the sword. She just stared at Gulliver, her emerald eyes seemed to be burning with ice-cold flames, stubborn, angry, and vicious... in her eyes There is still a trace of fear hidden in the depths.

"Batt, click..." The blood fell from the wound on Irma's right arm and cheekbone, and hit the ice, making an almost indiscernible sound.Gulliver looked at his bloodless face due to pain and blood loss, and his pungent and desperate eyes. For some reason, his heart trembled. A strange electric current rushed straight from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, and his whole body was numb from the beating. Trance.

"Ah! Oh oh!" The crooked old man seemed to have been awakened suddenly, screaming and rushing over to Irma, protecting him with his thin body, looking at Gulliver pleadingly, and trying to use his skinny body to protect him. Fingers gripped his blade.

Gulliver didn't want to hurt irrelevant people, so he had to take a step back.The old man took the opportunity to jump in front of Irma, stopped him completely behind him, shook his head violently at Gulliver, and let out a hoarse babbling sound in his throat.

Gulliver couldn't figure out what he meant at all. Seeing his agitated expression, he was afraid of hurting him, so he wanted to take another step back. He accidentally slipped his foot, but instead stretched out his lightsaber half a foot, and almost landed on the old man's chest.

"Stop!" Irma yelled sharply, pushed away the old man standing in front of her, stood up, her slender back straightened, her sharp chin lifted slightly, her green eyes looked at Gulliver coldly, The whole person exudes a haughty and inviolable aura, completely different from the usual humble and docile slave.

"Kill me." His eyes didn't blink, his voice was cold and firm, "Joge, I'm not your opponent, but please let him go, he's old, he won't live long in this hellish place, even If you don't kill him, he will die soon." When he said the word "death", his voice choked up, and there was a hint of desolation and despair in his eyes.

"Ah!" The old man rushed up crazily, and quickly made a few gestures. Seeing that Irma was disobedient, he hugged his body and pushed him back desperately, beat his shoulder, and wailed like a dying beast.

Irma stiffened her neck and said nothing, with a stubborn expression on her face, she didn't even look at him, only staring at Gulliver.The old man suddenly cried out with an "ah" and raised his hand to slap Irma hard.

There was a crisp sound of "snap", even Gulliver was startled.Irma was beaten to the side by him, and five bright red fingerprints instantly appeared on her pale face.

The old man's right hand trembled violently, like heartache and fear, and he wanted to touch Irma's face for a long time.Irma took a step back, covering half of her face with her hands.

"Hmm..." The old man was trembling and gesticulating eagerly, not knowing what he was talking about.Irma quietly watched him "speak", and the stubbornness on his face gradually disappeared, replaced by unwilling and helpless pain. Finally, he closed his eyes, bit his lips and turned his head away, expressing a compromise.

Gulliver was watching their weird exchange, not knowing why, just about to ask, when Irma took a deep breath and knelt down on one leg under his sword tip with a "plop".

"!" Gulliver was startled, his wrist flicked and almost scratched his forehead, and he hurriedly took half a step back.The old man knelt down and stood in front of Irma, hunched over, like a dying old dog, guarding his cub.

"Please, please let me go." Irma said with difficulty, her handsome face looked particularly bleak due to the humiliation and entanglement, "Please don't tell your majesty my secret, and... and the regent, he will, will Torture me, kill me." After a pause, he said softly, "I can't die."

The old man let out a suppressed sob in his throat, and stretched out his skinny fingers to touch Irma, but seeing the red palm prints on his face, he couldn't reach it after all, covering his face and choking in pain.

What's the matter with this kind of rush to travel into the drama of bitterness and ethics?His Royal Highness, who has been living in a hot-blooded and funny style, is completely incompatible with the scene at this moment. Look at the lovely and pitiful little slave with pear blossoms and rain (not at all), and look at the dead bark that is so old that he can only breathe , I couldn’t help but feel a mess in my head—you were the ones who did it first, and the prince’s face was cut so he had to fight back. What are you trying to do with the ghostly appearance of victims of vulnerable groups?

Gulliver was extremely anxious, but he still kept the calm and calm look of a vampire prince on his face. He put away his lightsaber, picked up Irma's broken sword and kicked it more than ten meters away, and said, "Get up!"

Irma breathed a sigh of relief, helped the old man stand up, lowered his eyes, his body was as straight as a javelin, and seemed to have returned to the moody slave again.

"Who is he? Why did you come to Asia to meet him?" Gulliver asked in a deep voice, "Tell me the truth, or I will take you to see the regent right away!"

"He is my father." Irma's answer was shocking. "More than 20 years ago, our tribe launched a rebellion with the intention of overthrowing the rule of the Heki people. The previous king sent a regent to suppress the rebellion, killed the rebels, and captured tribe, and then...burned them all."

At this point he paused, his brows frowned slightly, he didn't know if it was because of the pain of the wound, or because he didn't want to recall the painful past, Shaoqing continued: "I was just born at that time, and I was still in my infancy, the regent left me Come down and take it back to Xinghuan as the spoils of this rebellion. Seeing that I was young and innocent, the first king forgave my sins and rewarded me as a slave. I always thought that all my people were dead until I was seven years old It was only when I saw my father that year that I realized he was still alive."

The old man looked at Irma worriedly, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.Irma gave him a comforting look, and continued: "On the day of the genocide, my father was also sent to the stake, but he survived by luck and escaped after the retreat of Heji's army. When he was seven years old, he managed to find Me, met me and told me about the tribe. Later, our meeting was discovered by the shadow guards of the regent king. I was imprisoned in the dungeon by the regent king for a whole year, and my father was hunted down by the shadow guards. I had no choice but to flee into the sub-continent."

Gulliver looked at the handsome Irma, and then at the old man who looked like dead tree bark. It was really impossible to connect them with the "father and son", but it is possible that the latter had undergone a great change in appearance after being burned at the stake.

"A few years later, I found my father again. At that time, he was dying due to the cruel environment in the sub-continent. I wanted to bring him back to the surface continent for treatment, but the regent had too many eyes. It's a dead end." Irma lowered her eyes and said helplessly, "So I can only let him continue to hide here and send him medicine and supplies on a regular basis. Today was not a day for us to meet, but His Majesty held a banquet and the king happened to be drunk I just ran out on a whim to see him."

"Woooo..." The old man wiped away his tears and tugged on Laerma's sleeve.Irma shook her head, gestured to him, and explained to Gulliver: "He is worried that you will tell our secret, Mr. Joe, please give him a guarantee. Don't worry, our existence will never Threatening you and Your Majesty. I can swear that I will never harm Your Majesty in the future. I will do my best to serve him and help him find a way to undo the seal of Lei Zelong. Please let me and my father go, we just want to live Just go down."

His eyes were sad and earnest.Gulliver looked into his eyes, trying to judge whether he was lying through his professionalism as a military cadet, but soon found that he couldn't do it at all—the feeling of being electrocuted came again, from the soles of his feet To the top of the head, one after another.

The softened Irma seemed to have some kind of natural lethality to him. As long as he met the other party's mournful and begging eyes, he would indulge in that kind of warm heart palpitations, unable to harden his heart at all.

"...your wound." Gulliver heard himself say for a long time, the voice was gentle and calm, so unfamiliar that it surprised him, "You are bleeding and need to be bandaged."

"!" Ecstasy flashed across Irma's eyes, "You promised? You promised not to tell the regent that my father is still alive?"

Gulliver nodded with difficulty and said, "I promise you."

"Thank you!" Irma's beautiful face instantly showed indescribable joy, and her whole body seemed to start to glow, "Thank you! As long as I can protect my father, I am willing to do anything for you and Your Majesty!"

"You, you should take care of the wound first." Gulliver couldn't resist Irma who was so emotional. He tried to look away and asked the old man, "Is there a medicine box?"

The old man looked at Irma questioningly.Irma made a simple gesture to him.He nodded, leaning on crutches and hunched over to walk deep into the glacier.

"My father is going to get the medicine box," Irma said to Gulliver, "be back soon."

Gulliver knew that he was afraid that he would know where the old man lived, and it was difficult for him to remain vigilant at this time, so he nodded without saying anything.

The author has something to say:

Entering pity mode immediately after a beating is also drunk...

[Uncle Cat: A fool like you will be chewed to pieces sooner or later. 】

【Gulliver: You didn't write me so stupid...Wait, what do you mean? 】【Uncle Cat: Oh, the weather is good, let’s go eat a spicy hotpot~】