The Lord's Guide to How to Train Your Dragon

Everyone left, and Jiuta fell into dead silence.Irma stood in the empty attic, unable to believe that she was imprisoned by the Temple of Priests.

After Beard, he thought that no one in this world would be able to restrict his freedom, and only now did he realize how naive he was.

Looking around, the previously familiar Jiuta made him feel strange. It turns out that the walls here are so thick, the roof is so high, the lights are so dim, and the smell is so rotten... All these reminded him of when he was a child, when Beard left him in the In the musty-smelling cage, the torn corpses of green velvet beasts were all around, and the smell of rancid blood permeated everywhere.He cried desperately, but only the greedy roar of bloodthirsty beasts responded to him. The more scared he was, the more excited those beasts became.

Now, he can't cry anymore, it's meaningless, he has understood this truth since he was seven or eight years old-fear, has always patronized those cowardly people.

Irma leaned on the table and sat down on the wooden chair. Maybe it was the effect of the medicine, maybe the pregnancy had distracted him, and he was very tired.But for some reason, when he found out that there was a dragon egg in his body, he actually felt a strange sense of calm, as if his whole body fell from the floating mid-air, and those illusory thoughts before suddenly became extremely clear—— He must do everything he can to protect this child!

Regardless of whether his previous thoughts about humans and dragons were based on his awakening to history, or because of the "bewitching" of dragon eggs, he was convinced that he must realize them, even if he spent his whole life, even against the entire tradition.

The light gradually dimmed, and a ray of dawn came in through the tall long window and shone on the round table. Irma squinted at the light beam, and countless dust danced in it, like free elves.He suddenly remembered the days in Ice Valley, that day, Gulliver exchanged Galle for his ownership from Beard, and solemnly said to him: "You don't belong to anyone anymore, Er Ma, from today onwards, you belong to yourself."

That was the freedom Gulliver gave him, and no one could take it away.

There were cautious footsteps on the stairs. It was the maid who brought him breakfast. The Priest Palace did not publicize the news that he was under house arrest. It only claimed that His Majesty missed the late king and voluntarily prayed for the late king in the dove tower.

The breakfast was extremely rich, and everything was prepared according to his taste. Irma guessed that there might be a tranquilizer in a certain dish, but he hadn't eaten a grain of rice for many days, and he was really hungry. Even if there was medicine, he didn't care about it. Could sit down and eat them all.After the meal, the maids cleaned the attic, and the subordinates added furniture and daily necessities for him. Everyone in Xinghuan was well-trained, and quickly arranged the empty and simple dove tower into a simple and comfortable "place of prayer".

"The subordinates are ordered to guard your safety outside the tower." The chief attendant said to Irma respectfully before stepping down, "People from the Priest Hall will also be on duty together. Lord Setia said that if you need anything, you can directly ask for help." Go ask him, during the time you pray, he will be stationed in Xinghuan."

Irma stood in front of the window and looked down. Five meters away was Xinghuan's patrol team. Priest Hall knew his skills very well. Even though he was given a tranquilizer, he still didn't dare to take it lightly.

It's really... Incomparably "loyal", Irma smiled at herself and said, "I know, you can step back."

The servants and maids all left, and the attic was completely quiet. Irma made some tea for herself and lay down on the soft couch to rest.It is not impossible for him to get out, 20 years of lurking career let him know every plant and tree in Xinghuan, as long as night falls, he can easily slip out of Jiuta, dive into the dark river under the eyes of the patrol, swim Out of Xinghuan Island.

But he didn't want to do that, he couldn't just run away without knowing why, Setia was right, he was different from his mother, he was the lord, and he couldn't leave this country to others, even for his children.

What he wants is not a life of ease and surviving. He wants to change the tradition and let this conservative and autistic country get out of the endless cycle of history.He wanted his child to be born safe and sound, grow up openly, and become an upright prince of the Heji Empire.

Most importantly, he wants to rescue his younger brother and his husband.

Space reverses once in a thousand years, isn't there any accident?Is there no possibility of manual opening?His ancestors could use the altar to seal the dragon. Didn't anyone think about opening the gate of the dimension at will?Irma looked around again. This is Jiuta, which stores the most complete historical records of the Heji Empire. If there is an answer to his question, it must be in these classics.

The days slipped by, and the lord under house arrest was unexpectedly calm, neither getting angry nor trying to escape.Setia waited nervously every day, but Irma seemed to have completely resigned to her fate, quietly in Juta.It wasn't until a few days later that he sent his personal maid to the priest hall: "Master Setia, Your Majesty said that he is not feeling well and needs a doctor to diagnose him."

The maternity records of the Son of the Dragon are extremely rare, and even the best doctors dare not say that they are absolutely sure. Setia immediately became nervous and personally brought a trusted doctor to visit Irma in Jiutazhong.

The lord was lying on a soft couch in a homely white robe, his soft blond hair was slightly longer, and it was scattered on the cushions, looking lazy and quiet.Setia gestured with concern: "How are you? What's wrong?"

"It's just a little chest tightness." Irma answered him calmly, completely without the anger and gloom of the last parting time. "Are you okay, Lord Setia."

He rarely used the title "Master", Setia's eyes darkened, and he nodded: "I'm fine."

The doctor stepped forward and motioned him to untie his clothes.Irma opened the lace of her nightgown, revealing her scarred body.Even though he was pregnant, he was still very fit. The dragon egg only made his waist and abdomen slightly thicker, making his abdominal muscles less clear, but his whole body was still full of sturdy strength.

"My right leg has cramps, and I can't sleep well." He said to the doctor lightly, as if he was just accepting the most common diagnosis, "I've been a little dizzy recently, I don't know if it's because of my high blood pressure or the sedatives... yours Drugs won't make me addicted, will they?"

The doctor's forehead was dripping with cold sweat: "It's not true, Your Majesty. It's probably because you worked too hard in the early stages of pregnancy, and your nutrition was a little out of balance. You'll be fine after a while."

"Hmm." Irma was noncommittal, and after he finished his inspection, he fastened his belt and asked suddenly, "When will it come out?"

"About 120 days." The doctor replied casually.

Irma nodded. The doctor realized something, and peeked at Setia, seeing that the latter just frowned, heaved a sigh of relief, and withdrew from Juta: "I'll go and prepare some medicine for you."

The door was closed, and Irma stood up, lit the stove, boiled a pot of light tea, and poured a cup for Setia: "Drink some tea, Master Setia, you haven't drunk the tea I brewed, There's probably no one in the entire planet of Huggy better at this than I am, and Beard is a picky master."

Setia couldn't help but think of his painful scream last time—"I thought I wasn't a slave anymore!" His hand trembled, and half of the tea in the cup spilled on his hand.

"Be careful." Irma wiped off the tea for him, and sat on the chair opposite him.Setia sighed, put the remaining half cup of tea on the table, and gestured: "You already know what you want to know, you asked me to bring the doctor today just to know how long you have to give birth, right? ?”

"Yes, and no." Irma took a sip of tea, put down the cup slowly, and said in sign language, "I have another question, and I must ask you specially."

"what?"

"About the subspace." Irma said, "I want to know, is it possible to artificially open the space-time channel in the surface continent?"

Setia changed color, looked at him patiently, and gestured: "Are you still thinking of releasing the matter of Zhou Wei and Gulliver? Forget about this, my lord, that is impossible and absolutely impossible of."

"There is a way, right?" Irma didn't care about his denial, and said to herself, "I checked the classics, and there was an accidental passage opening 700 years ago, isn't it?" As he spoke, he opened the A book on the table, "This document records that 700 years ago, some large space bubbles appeared in Mount Liusei. Although the duration was very short, they still took away half the village's people and livestock. Space reversal 1000 Once a year, 700 years doesn't follow the law at all, so it doesn't turn on naturally, it turns on by accident, right?"

"There are accidents in nature." Setia avoided his gaze, "Maybe you can expect miracles."

"No, it's not an accident of nature." Irma shook her head, took another tome from the shelf, opened it and handed it to Setia, "At the same time that the reversal happened, the Temple of Priests dealt with a Priest, destroyed his work records and even erased his files. I found out from other records that he is an energy master who has been working on the study of space energy. Tell me, Lord Setia, this is not a coincidence, this The two things are related, right?"

Setia was disturbed by his seemingly calm but extremely forceful questioning, he hesitated for a long time while holding his forehead, and nodded helplessly: "Yes."

Irma's emerald-colored eyes flashed a barely detectable light, and asked: "Then, it is entirely possible to artificially open the space channel, isn't it?"

Setia looked at his young and persistent face, sighed wistfully, and gestured: "Okay, I can tell you the whole thing. Yes, there was indeed an unexpected reversal 700 years ago. It was the priest The secret that the temple has always kept. 700 years ago, a priest was tempted by the dragon language, trying to artificially create a space reversal and release the dragon. But he was discovered by the priest temple after he tried only once, arrested and executed. Later, all his Materials and tools were destroyed, and identity records were completely wiped."

"So even if you know about it, it won't help at all." He shook his head sympathetically, "Give up, Your Majesty, no one knows what method he used to create a large space bubble that time, everything has disappeared It disappeared 700 years ago."

"Really?" Irma's eyes dimmed for a moment, but he was not as completely desperate as Setia imagined. He closed the tome, rested his chin on his fingers and thought about it seriously. After a long time, he shook his head firmly, "No, I don't believe it. , Nothing can be completely erased, Heji’s royal records have always been very complete, and I will definitely be able to find clues.”

Setia looked at him with pity, and gestured to him: "Impossible, Your Majesty, the dragon is the biggest taboo of the Heji Empire, and it is impossible for the Priest Hall to leave behind such a heinous crime as opening a space channel without permission." Flaws. The method of creating space bubbles is terrible, and the royal records will not leave even a trace of clues, otherwise it will be discovered by people with ulterior motives, which will endanger the entire country."

Irma smiled lightly, without arguing with Setia, stood up and put the classics back on the shelf, and said in sign language: "Maybe, you are right, I shouldn't waste time on such illusory things." He turned around Added a cup of tea to Setia, "It's getting late, I'm a little tired and want to rest."

Setia sighed again, got up and said goodbye: "I will ask the doctor to bring you a tonic, don't worry, Your Majesty, the sedative added to you is just to relax you, and will not cause any harm to your body."

"I believe in you." Irma said, "Goodbye, Master Setia."

Standing at the window and watching Setia leave, Irma returned to the bookshelf, looked up at the densely packed royal books, and rubbed her temples with a headache: All the items in and out of Xinghuan have detailed accounts, and nothing can disappear out of thin air. Just look at the bills from 700 years ago to see what was erased.

There are still more than 100 days, I hope... in time.