The Lord's Guide to How to Train Your Dragon

Irma floated for a while at the place where Gulliver disappeared before, and flew forward hesitantly.Gulliver manipulated the mecha to follow him far away. For a while, he couldn't figure out whether he had been following him since Xinghuan, or whether he just ran into him after entering the sub-continent. If it was the former, his tracking skills would be too terrifying No, even the hyperspace mech almost fooled him.

"You don't need to be too inferior, Your Highness Gulliver." The mech comforted its master, "He just relied on his familiarity with the terrain. After all, you are not a local."

Gulliver felt that its comfort was not as good as poking a knife.

Irma's figure suddenly paused, looked around vigilantly, untied the chain sword from her belt, and held it in her right hand.Gulliver stopped and frowned, "Did he find us?"

"No way... I have blocked all light reflections and electromagnetic signals. Unless he has special functions, he will never be able to detect us." The mech felt that his pride had been hurt, checked the stealth system again, and leaned forward. "He just waits and sees routinely..."

Before he could finish his sentence, a silver light flashed in front of his eyes, and Gulliver quickly leaned back, only to see Irma's dagger swept across his retina like lightning, leaving a sharp afterimage.At the same time, Irma manipulated the flying wings to flip smoothly in mid-air, retracted and released the short sword, scraped the super-dimensional alloy on the right shoulder of the mecha, and flew over, making a slight "cha—"

"He really found out, it's unbelievable!" The mecha cancels the stealth mode, and a light blue alloy outline appears. At the same time, a lightsaber is loaded on Gulliver's right hand. After three attacks, the chain sword flew out.

"Don't hurt him!" Although the order to protect Irma has been written into the source code of the mecha, Gulliver still stressed it again worryingly. Can't live.The mecha softly "hummed", expressing its dissatisfaction with his superfluous instructions, and flicked the lightsaber in its right hand, turning into a cold blue soft light, tightly entangled with the chain sword.

Even with bare hands, Gulliver was far stronger than Irma, let alone with the blessing of the mecha. With a flick of his right arm, he brought his chain sword over, threw out a string of light circles, and wrapped it around his left hand.Irma was driven forward by Gulliver's terrifying arm strength, and the flying wing lost its balance. One side of the steel wing rubbed against the hard glacier on the ground, planing out a large piece of fine ice chips.However, he quickly stabilized his body, manipulated the flying wings to fly back a few meters, hovered in mid-air, and at the same time took out a small pistol from his belt and pointed it at Gulliver.

Gulliver wasn't even afraid of light cannons, let alone pistols, so he made a "truce" gesture for him, and ordered the mecha to enter standby mode.The mech was a bit reluctant, but still carried out his order, put away the ultra-dimensional alloy, leaving only a layer of faint blue light wrapped around the owner.Irma recognized Gulliver and showed a surprised expression: "Why are you following me?"

"Why follow me?"

"I didn't follow you."

"I didn't follow you."

With the same voice, Gulliver couldn't help laughing after two sentences in a row: "Well, it turned out to be a misunderstanding."

The corners of Irma's mouth also curled up slightly, and she folded her flying wings and landed on the ground, bowing her waist to salute him: "I'm sorry, Master Georg, I thought someone was following me... Today is the day I agreed with my father." After a pause, he asked again, "What are you doing here so late?"

"I... just walk around." Gulliver couldn't confess to him his plan to capture Galle, so he said perfunctorily, "Calm down."

Irma let out an "oh", her expression fluctuated, and after a few seconds of hesitation, she asked, "Did you come to see my father? You don't believe what I told you, do you?"

His tone was still as calm and courteous as usual, but Gulliver could vaguely hear the sense of grievance and disappointment in it. This was probably very difficult for a slave who was raised to be obedient since childhood. He must have mustered a lot. The courage to dare to question a person who holds him in such a way.

Gulliver was somewhat complacent that he "blamed" himself so bluntly, which showed that in Irma's mind, he was different from King Beard, and those princes and ministers.

Now Gulliver felt that he also had a tendency to tremble.

"I'm sorry." Seeing that he didn't speak for a long time, Irma thought he was angry, sighed indistinctly, and explained, "My father said that you looked for him a while ago, so I think so."

"Huh?" Gulliver was surprised, "He saw me?"

"Yes," said Irma, "he's been hiding here for decades and has a natural instinct for anyone trying to find him. He said he saw you searching in the same direction he left that day, so let me find a way Help him find a new hiding place... that's why I made an appointment to meet him today."

"Well, I didn't find him at all actually, and he doesn't have to move for that."

"Old people are always very stubborn." Irma said helplessly, "After experiencing the massacre, he has a strong sense of fear of all strangers."

Gulliver understood the frightened state of mind of the old mute, and said apologetically, "Sorry for disturbing your life." He untied the chain sword on his left wrist and handed it over.

"It's nothing, it's very rare for you to keep the secret for us. If it were someone else, we would have been burned to death on Xinghuan's burning platform." Irma smiled lightly, took the chain sword and hung it on his belt, hesitating After a while, he said, "Are you looking for somewhere? Can you tell me? Maybe I can help, I'm fairly familiar with this area."

Gulliver's heart moved. The old mute had been hiding in the sub-continent for so many years, and there must be more than one or two hiding places. If Ermaken helped, he wouldn't have to worry about it anymore.Zhou Wei was about to discuss the sneak attack with King Beard, and he really didn't have much time.

"I won't tell His Royal Highness Beard about your matter." Irma saw his worries and said sincerely, "You kept it secret for me, and you saved me yesterday, as long as it doesn't endanger the country or the king's life, I promise I won't tell you about you."

Gulliver hesitated again and again, but in the end he couldn't violate the natural trust in his destined partner, and said: "Okay, thank you in advance, Irma, I want to find a very hidden hiding place where I can lock someone up , the kind that makes it impossible for him to escape easily."

"Oh." Irma was a little surprised, "I thought His Majesty asked you to find other altars... According to the ancient books, there are thousands of sealed dragons, and only one has been found now."

In fact, I didn't find any of them, that one was a fake... Gulliver touched his chin and said, "Your Majesty only has one person. If there are too many dragons, it will be difficult to govern them. One-on-one is fine."

Irma smiled and said, "Your Majesty is a temperate person, which is admirable."

This is the truth, although Zhou Wei is stingy, he is not greedy at all.Gulliver said: "Then do you have any ready-made places to recommend?"

Irma frowned and thought for a while, then said, "I know a place, but I don't know if it suits you." He identified the direction and pointed to the northwest road, "About two hundred kilometers from here, there is a very The deep glacial rift valley is surrounded by knife-sharpened ice cliffs on all sides, if you lock people at the bottom of the cliff, unless you have an aircraft, you will never even think about going up."

"Oh?" Gulliver's eyes lit up, "How deep is it?"

"I don't know." Irma said, "At least it's more than 100 meters away. I haven't gone down to see it. If you're interested, I can take you there now." Looking at the light armor on Gulliver, Said, "You are a staged mecha, right? It should have a flight function, right?"

Gulliver was surprised that he could see that his mecha was deployed in stages, nodded, and said, "Yes."

"Then I'll take you there." Irma opened the flying wings on her back, and the black metal wings spread out, making a sharp metal scratching sound, "Let's go, we should be there within an hour."

Gulliver turned on the flight mode to follow him, staggered a little altitude and flew above him, and said, "Will you not waste your time? Will your father be anxious if he can't wait for you?"

"It's okay." Irma said, "My time is unstable and I often miss appointments. He is used to it. I can still find him when I send you to the place later. I have plenty of time tonight."

"Oh yes, aren't you on duty tonight?" Gulliver realized this, "Will King Beard be suspicious if he doesn't see you?"

"He's asleep," said Irma, "and he won't wake up until morning."

"What if?"

"No chance," said Irma. "He's had another headache, and he's taken a lot of Noctiluca, and he'll sleep soundly tonight."

Gulliver suddenly remembered the aroma he smelled in King Beard's study yesterday evening, which was exactly the same as the one he smelled lying under the bed during his first night visit.It turned out that Irma relied on this to paralyze King Beard and win time to come out to see the old mute... No, King Beard could not allow him to use psychedelic spices for himself, unless it was necessary for some physiological needs.

"Does Your Highness Beard often have headaches?"

"Well, it's an injury I got when I was young." Irma said, pointing to her forehead, "The rays entered from here, passed through the brain, and shot out from the back of the head, and the skull was broken. If Master Valentin did not risk It's life-threatening to save him, he's already dead."

"Who fired that shot?" Gulliver asked, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, "King Galle?"

Irma raised her eyebrows and asked in surprise, "How do you know?"

"Just guessing." Gulliver said, "Aren't they rivals?"

"That's right, it's King Galle." Irma said, "Thanks to that shot, King Galle thought he was dead, so he asked Valentin to take his body away, otherwise His Royal Highness would not have Get out of the body and come to the Heji Empire to join the late king."

It turns out that there are still so many inside stories... Gulliver's gossip mentality has been greatly satisfied, and even his mech said "Mr. Destined Mate is cute".

"By the way, how did you find me just now?" Gulliver asked Irma, "My mecha has turned on the stealth mode, shielding all electromagnetic interference and light reflection. Do you have any special tools?"

"No." Irma sideways her wings, turned her head to look at him, her straight eyebrows raised slightly, "It's just a hunch, I have a hunch that someone is following me."

There was an imperceptible smugness in his eyes, as if a child had done something that surprised an adult, he was complacent and tried his best to hide it.The appearance was so cute that it was almost dizzying. Gulliver had to use a lot of concentration to convince himself not to throw him down immediately, and kissed him fiercely under his body.

"Isn't it a lie? I don't have any intuition." Gulliver challenged him insincerely, "If you don't want to say it, let it go."

"It's true." The smile on the corner of Irma's mouth widened, and the emerald green eyes glowed with luster, shining in the darkness, "I have been trained since I was a child. The king said that no weapon is as reliable as myself. The sharpest weapon is your body, and intuition is a part of your body."

Gulliver still can't believe that a person can discover an invisible hyperspace mech just by intuition, and the most ace military instructor in the Baker Kingdom can't confirm the reliability of such things as "intuition": "Practiced? How to practice? "

Irma's expression darkened for a moment, and she said, "Well, there are many ways...but it's better not to go through this kind of training."

Seeing the subtle changes in his expression, Gulliver couldn't help but feel a little distressed, but there is no military training that is not difficult, and in his capacity, I am afraid that he has experienced some difficult things.

"I lived with a green velvet beast for five years." Just when Gulliver thought he would not answer, Irma said, "The green velvet beast is a ferocious beast with excellent mimicry Function, I stayed in the same cage with it, and I often couldn’t figure out where it was hiding at first. And it is very sensitive, once I make a certain movement, or even look at it, it feels threatening, it will not hesitate attack me."

His tone was quite calm, as if he was simply discussing some academic issue with Gulliver: "So I must do my best to determine its location, and at the same time conceal myself so that it cannot detect my fear or murderous intent—— In its eyes, the two are the same. At first the cage was very big, probably as big as a dragon’s nest, and there were many obstacles for me to hide in. Later, the cage gradually shrank, and the obstacles also gradually decreased. When it shrinks to the size of the king’s bedroom, When I was growing up, I could already detect the slightest breath change of the green velvet beast in my sleep."

Speaking of this, he shrugged his shoulders pretending to be relaxed: "There are not many people who can survive beside the green velvet beast. Since then, I have officially passed the test and become the king's bodyguard, and moved to live in his bedroom."

Five years... Gulliver couldn't imagine how a teenager, or even a few years old, could spend so long in a cage with a man-eating beast.He couldn't help lowering the flying altitude, and gently patted Irma's head.Irma's hair was dense and soft, with a touch of body temperature and a slight dampness. I don't know if it was the dry sea water or sweat.

Startled by his action, Irma turned her head to look at him in surprise, her emerald eyes were deep and bright, as if burning with some strange emotion.Gulliver was almost burned by his clear and fiery eyes, and an indescribable tide suddenly surged in his heart. He tried his best to avoid his sight, and said weakly, "Are you tired? You are sweating, do you want to take a break?"

"Oh, no, no need." Irma's voice was hoarse and trembling slightly, "The front will be here soon."

Gulliver manipulated the mecha away from him, took a deep breath, and let the icy air cool the flame in his heart.The mecha that he controlled appeared out of time, and said: "Your sex glands are a little impulsive, Your Highness Gulliver, I feel like you want to fuck him."

"Shut up!" Gulliver began to seriously consider whether to exchange mechas with Percy.

"He's also impulsive." The mech said triumphantly, "I just scanned him, hehe, he seems to want to fuck you too."

"..." Let's change it, we can't delay any longer...