The Lord's Guide to How to Train Your Dragon

So... who is it?

After a moment of astonishment, Gulliver's searchlight-like eyes immediately shot around Zhou Wei within two meters.

Guards, animal trainers, referees, gladiators... Irma.

Irma!

The name struck Gulliver like a bolt of lightning, and his intuition told him that it was no coincidence that he had been terrified and trembling in front of someone for a long time. God would never allow him to be so powerful and calm (not) deformed People have feelings for an ordinary person that they want to know and care for!

Now everything has an answer!

However, out of prudent considerations, he still had to verify his guess first.

"Are you not injured, Your Majesty?" Gulliver quickly calmed down, and walked to Zhou Wei as if nothing had happened, "Let the doctor take a look at it anyway." He said, pulling him by the arm and taking him to the infirmary.

"I'm fine." Zhou Wei followed him out of the crowd and whispered, "Irma is considered a loser, right? We lost all our money, right? Don't tell Percy about the five gold coins Things... so it should be innumerable, right? Can dragons count?"

"...He must not be able to count." Gulliver absently comforted His Majesty, "He only has eight fingers, and he can't count addition and subtraction in decimals. Just don't tell him." Playing a game of cards for fear of going home and kneeling on the washboard is really admirable|The true story of a man in court!

"Oh." Zhou Wei breathed a sigh of relief, "You make a lot of sense!"

After walking seven or eight meters away, Gulliver seemed to have remembered something, and turned around and said, "Irma, your arm is bleeding, come here and let the doctor look at it for you."

"Ah, yes, Lord Irma." A referee hurriedly echoed and persuaded, "Your injury is not serious. Hurry up and deal with it to avoid inflammation."

"It's just a little scratch, just bandage it and it'll be fine." Irma said indifferently, but still walked towards the infirmary.Gulliver stood there waiting for him, watching his footsteps out of the corner of his eye, his hands clenched subconsciously, and his forehead started to sweat from nervousness.

One step, two steps... five meters, two meters... light up.

It's him!

Gulliver took a deep breath calmly. The three seconds just now were like walking on the dividing line between hell and heaven, and he almost lost his shape due to nervousness!At this moment, seeing Irma's tall and straight figure approaching step by step, he felt that the world was beautiful, the birds were singing and the flowers were fragrant, and his unruly and free life finally had its destination!

Sweet home!

Although it can only be proved that Irma and Zhou Wei are his and Percy's destined partners, and the specific corresponding relationship cannot be determined for the time being, Gulliver has an intuition that Irma is more likely than Zhou Wei.On the one hand, because Percy's possessiveness towards Zhou Wei is too strong, far exceeding his; on the other hand, he obviously has a different reaction to Irma than to Zhou Wei—he only protects Zhou Wei out of a sense of responsibility, There is no feeling of love at first sight, but when facing Irma, there is always a kind of tenderness rippling in my heart.

As for why he wanted to kneel when he met Zhou Wei, he guessed that it was not because of the destined relationship between the partners, but because of Zhou Wei's blood—any creature with beast|sex genes seems to have an innate respect for Zhou Wei, including Percy is such an arrogant pretender.

snort!Don't think I don't know you're taking calcium supplements too!

"Well... what do you think, Your Majesty?" Gulliver achieved his goal, eager to be alone with Irma, and immediately felt that His Majesty was a bit redundant.

"Eh?" Before Zhou Wei could react, he said in a low voice, "It's okay...the foot seems to be sprained, but it doesn't hurt too much..."

"Why don't you go back to the bedroom to rest earlier and ask the maid to give you some spray?" Gulliver blinked at him meaningfully, "I have a bottle of Yunnan Baiyao brought from the earth in my room. Much better than the infirmary!"

"...Oh!" Zhou Wei suddenly realized, remembering the purpose of Gulliver's trip, then looked at Irma who was walking to the infirmary, and followed his script wisely, "I'll go back and deal with it myself, you Don't be in a hurry to come back, help me see if Lord Irma's injury is okay, and send him back to his residence by the way. Then you tell King Beard that I have something to talk to him, and ask him to come and have breakfast with me tomorrow morning !" Be sure to ask me all the questions, dear!

Your Majesty, you are too wise!It is simply the reincarnation of Cupid, the incarnation of Yuelao!Gulliver was very grateful, and he patted his chest and promised: "Yes, Your Majesty!" You can go back and count the money with Percy at ease hahahahahaha!

His Majesty left alone, and Lord Gulliver followed Irma into the infirmary in order to catch a winner.The infirmary was overcrowded. The two gladiators who fought against Irma just now were injured, and the doctor was bandaging them. There were also three other gladiators who were injured earlier, waiting for dressing changes and examinations.Irma obediently stood in the back and lined up. Gulliver couldn't wait any longer, so he squeezed to the front and asked the doctor for a debridement tray, and said to Irma, "There are too many people here, why don't you go to the locker room to treat the wound, you are not too late Is it still worth it?"

"Oh, good." Seeing that the time was really tight, Irma agreed, and reached out to take the cleaning tray, "I can do it myself, my lord, you'd better go back and serve His Majesty. Later when I'm on duty I will help you convey His Majesty's invitation to His Royal Highness Beard, so you don't have to go there yourself."

Gulliver blocked his hand: "I'll help you, you can't handle it with one hand. I have to do what His Majesty told me, and I don't need you to convey it."

"...Okay, sorry for the inconvenience, my lord." Irma said gratefully, "I'm sorry for making you lose, did your majesty also place a bet?"

"Everything is petty money, you don't have to care about it." Gulliver shook his head, motioning him to go to the dressing room with him, "Your Majesty is not that kind of stingy person." He is almost inhuman when he is stingy, ha ha!

The two returned to the locker room. There was no one in the small room, only messy clothes piled up on the bench.Gulliver pointed to the bright place under the window, let Irma sit there, and sat opposite him, cleaned his wound with disinfectant, and asked, "Does it hurt?"

"No." Irma's forehead was a little sweaty, and she shook her head habitually. Seeing Gulliver's stare, she smiled helplessly, "A little bit, but it doesn't matter."

There were three hammer scratches on his left arm, and the middle one was two centimeters deep. Gulliver carefully glued the wound and wrapped it in a bandage.Irma breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Thank you, your hands are really accurate, and the skin is completely aligned."

"Well, it won't leave a scar." Gulliver said, touched a long twisted scar on his shoulder with his thumb, and frowned, "Who glued this for you, it's like a dog gnawed on it."

Irma twitched the corners of her mouth: "I myself... didn't have a mirror that day, so I couldn't see clearly." After a pause, she explained unwillingly, "Actually, I have also learned nursing, and if the light is good, I can do the same as you Alright." After speaking, he suddenly realized that he seemed to be arguing, his face changed, and he wanted to say something to remedy it, but he couldn't find the right words after moving his lips several times.

Gulliver looked at his embarrassed expression and sighed secretly—he was too cautious, caring too much about his identity and class.

However, he was able to say such relaxed words in front of himself, which was much better than the situation in the sub-continent.

"It can be seen that you know everything and are an all-rounder." Gulliver said half-jokingly, motioning him to turn around and take off his vest.

Seeing that he was not angry, Irma breathed a sigh of relief, and turned around to show her slender back.His frame is narrow, but his muscles are very strong, and he looks like the result of hard work the day after tomorrow.Gulliver sterilized several of his scratches, glanced at the slave brand on his shoulder blades, and stayed there for a while with his palm separated by a thin layer of air. He didn't dare to touch it, coughed dryly, and said: " alright."

"Thank you." Irma put on her vest, skillfully removed the knee pads on her legs, and said, "If you have any questions you want to know, feel free to ask, as long as I can answer, I will definitely tell you."

Only then did Gulliver remember his mission, and when he said it, it seemed that he had no intention of helping him in this way, scratched his curly hair uncomfortably, and said: "Well, it's still the same problem, except for your tribe and knights. tribe, are there any other natives on the planet Heggy, and where did King Beard come from?"

"There are many indigenous tribes on Planet Heggy, but in terms of pure bloodlines, our tribe is probably the only one." Irma replied, "Strictly speaking, His Royal Highness Beard is not a real Heggy. He brought his own tribe from the planet Isa to seek refuge with the late king."

"Oh?" Gulliver's eyes lit up, "Is he from Isa?"

"Yes, Your Majesty should have discovered it, right? His Royal Highness Peter and his direct subordinates, such as Lord Valentin, are very similar in appearance to the Issa people, with chestnut hair and gray eyes." Erma explained He took off his knee pads, folded them up and put them in his pocket, sat down and explained seriously, "I don't know exactly why he took refuge in the late king. I was not born at that time. But His Highness Beard is very trusted by the late king, and often Help the late king to perform some important tasks, such as exterminating the rebels. You know, he was the one who wiped out our tribe more than 20 years ago. Later, the late king relied more and more on His Royal Highness Beard, and even resisted all opinions to make him the regent King, and entrusted him to find His Majesty the Lord."

As he spoke, he sprayed the anti-swelling spray on his arm and massaged it gently. His upper arm was caught by the deformed armor before, and it was red and swollen after it was removed.Gulliver motioned for him to stretch out his arm, and rubbed it for him himself.He hesitated for a moment, then obediently reached out and thanked in a low voice.

Gulliver massaged him skillfully. He felt that his skin was delicate and smooth, covered with firm and delicate muscles. There was a unique and sexy touch, and he couldn't help feeling a little itchy in his heart. He tried his best to suppress some shame Impulsive, pretending to be serious, he continued to ask: "Why did the first king find His Majesty for decades but failed to find him? As soon as the Issa attacked Planet Heki, King Beard found him? Is this a coincidence?"

Irma's expression changed, and she said calmly: "I can't answer your question, my lord."

Well, this question is too difficult for him, Gulliver nodded, and then asked: "How much do you know about the King of Nagal? When did he start to take charge of the Issa Empire?"

"It must have been decades..." Irma frowned and pondered for a while, and said, "King Galle is the eldest son of King Isa, who became famous at a young age and was brave and good at fighting. As for when he succeeded to the throne, I can't remember. Cleared, sorry."

"Did His Highness Peter leave the Issa Empire after he succeeded to the throne?" Gulliver asked, "Is it related to Galle that he took refuge in the former monarch? Is there any deep hatred between them?"

"I don't know." Irma shrugged. "You can ask Lord Valentin about this question. He was brought over from Isa by His Royal Highness Beard, and he may know more. Well, speaking of His Highness and Garcia Lord Valentin may be one of the reasons for the quarrel between King Le. I heard that Lord Valentin was originally the most trusted bodyguard of King Galle. He followed him when he was hiding in the mansion. His Royal Highness Beard's family. However, His Highness Beard has great trust in Lord Valentin."

"More trust than you?"

"Of course." Irma smiled, "Slave is like a tool, you can use it, but you can't trust it too much. The king trusts me like he trusts his own knife, and the essence is to trust himself. When the knife becomes blunt one day, or is used If someone else snatches it, he will immediately throw it away without hesitation."

He has a creepy sense of insight into his own fate. Gulliver can't imagine what mentality he used to figure out such a set of theories about "knives and slaves". He just feels cold and feels sorry for him.

"Is it alright?" Irma suddenly reminded hesitantly.Gulliver let out an "oh", only to realize that he had been rubbing his arm all the time, and the areas that were not swollen were all red from rubbing, so he let go of his hand and said, "Did I use too much force and hurt you?" ?”

"No, it's very comfortable, and the swelling will probably subside soon." Irma comforted him kindly.Continuing the previous conversation, it was a bit joking, but it seemed to have another meaning, "Look, haven't I told you everything now? It can be seen that slaves cannot be trusted."

After a pause, he said earnestly again: "This is the advice of the late emperor to His Highness, and it may also apply to you, my lord."

"Are you implying that you are lying?" Gulliver raised his eyebrows.

"No." Irma said bluntly, "I'm telling the truth."

If the slave could not be trusted, then his answer itself might have been a lie.Gulliver felt that he had been entangled in some kind of strange paradox, and he couldn't figure out the clues.

"It's time for me to go back, my lord." Irma seemed to be happy to see his tangled appearance, touched his chin, stood up with a smile, "I still have to be on duty at night, I have to go back and get ready, you have to come with me Are you going to the bedroom of His Majesty Beard?"

"Well, yes." Gulliver also stood up, "Your Majesty ordered me to take you back, let's go together."

"Ok."