After being possessed by slag

Climans didn't hesitate much, and repeated what he said to Principal Collins to several people in the room. After he told Principal Collins' proposal, before he asked for help from several people, Claire and Fitz It was the first to respond.

"The demons? How could you deal with the demons without me, Claire!" Claire raised his chin and glanced at Climans. "Besides, you are my opponent. What if the demons kill you without my knowledge?" , then who shall I challenge?"

Fitz walked to his bed, put all the commonly used alchemy tools into the storage ring, and whispered: "Such precious research materials must not be destroyed. Creatures like dwarves also have research value. I Would love to see it."

Climans curled his lips, and finally looked at the silent Wilson.

The dragon man rolled his eyes, "What do you think I'm doing? I'm not interested in helping a human being against the demons."

"So, Wilson, you are like those dragons huddled on the Dragon Island, are you going to isolate yourself from the outside world?" Clemens said slowly, looking down at Edgar at his feet, "I will take Edgar out See and see, I heard that the palace of the dwarves is magnificent, full of diamonds and treasures, even if you can’t get it, it’s good to have a look.”

"Wait..." Wilson straightened up quickly, his eyes sparkling, "I suddenly feel that I am interested. For the sake of raising Edgar, as Edgar's uncle, I can still do my best for you." You offer a little help."

"It couldn't be better." Climans concluded, "Principal Collins also agreed to the fact that we leave school together. We will leave together tomorrow after we have a rest overnight."

"Where is the kingdom of dwarves?" Claire was a little puzzled. He was wondering if he should ask his teacher Adolf, "You must know that the dwarves have not appeared for many years. If we go aimlessly, we may be delayed a lot. time."

"Don't worry about that." Clemens lowered his eyes. "I know how to get there. I'll ask Alsop to help with some preparations. As long as you don't run into demons on the way, there should be no major problems."

Claire raised his eyebrows, not being too curious. In his opinion, it is normal for Clemens, as a prince, to know some secrets of various races, let alone dwarves. A few days ago, he heard a senior student say that Clemens Mance has saved people in the elves, not to mention there are two dragons in their dormitory that should have stayed on Dragon Island. Now he feels that as long as he stays with Climans, he will not have to worry about encountering any interesting things.

On the contrary, Fitz became interested. He stopped what he was doing and walked around Climans, asking repeatedly, "Have you been to the dwarf country? What's it like there? Are the dwarves really as rude and arrogant as in the records? I heard that Their craftsmanship is superb, even human craftsmen can't match it, are they really that powerful?"

"You'll know when you get there." Clemens threw the question out, "As for the temper of the dwarves, well, the historical records are a bit exaggerated, but it's still true, as long as they don't annoy them, they are actually a very enthusiastic race. "

"So what do you care about the dwarves?" Wilson snorted and shook his head indifferently, "A group of weak creatures hiding underground."

"Don't underestimate the dwarves." Climans reminded, "The weapons and equipment they make have more magical effects than you imagined, and their courage and courage are no less than anyone else."

Wilson snorted lightly, raised his head and said with a smile, "No matter how courageous they are, they will never fight against the Dragon Clan."

"That's why I asked you to go with me." Climans stated his plan quite bluntly, "I'm not sure if the dwarves can help me, but when it comes to dealing with the demons, I believe that all races will let go of their prejudices, and no one wants their family to be destroyed. It’s just that compared to other races, dwarves are extremely stubborn. When reasonable requests are rejected, I think they will not make a fuss with you trouble."

"You're smart." Climans' side praise greatly benefited Wilson. He narrowed his eyes and said with a chuckle, "I will let those who fight against the dragons know how stupid they are."

"Yes, yes, yes." Climans replied perfunctorily, adding in his heart: the arrogance of the Dragon Clan will always be their fatal wound.

After discussing the basic matters, Wilson left the room with the young dragon who still wanted to join Clemens, and said that he would arrive on time tomorrow morning, so that Clemens should not waste his time.

"Father..." Edgar stretched out his paw to Clemens with tears in his eyes, hoping to get him to stay, "I want to be with you."

It's a pity that Edgar's response was just a grimace from Brewster in Clemens' arms, and waved his hands to tell the young dragon to go away.Brewster stretched out his little arms, grabbed Clemens's body tightly, and leaned his little head on Climans' heart, with a contented smile on his face, that cute and well-behaved look , which made Claire next to him look amazed and filled with emotion.

"If I didn't know that he is your younger brother, I would have thought he was your biological son, no..." Claire shook her head, "Even if the biological son is not so greasy, children are little devils, why? Is it so good to be around you?"

Climans looked at Brewster, did not answer Claire's question, carried the child to the door, and greeted the two people inside the door, "I'll be back later."

Claire and Fitz looked at each other, and they were a little puzzled in each other's eyes.In their view, whether it is Climans himself or some people connected with him, they are full of mystery.

Climans knew what the card game Brewster and the others were playing before, but this game could never be something that a baby could come up with. Brewster is still so cute, in his eyes, there is no one cuter than his younger brother However, holding this soft little life at the moment, he felt a little cold and worried in his heart. Judging from Brewster's situation, this could never be a normal, ordinary child!

"Brother, where are you going?" Brewster's cheek was still pressed against Clemence's heart, his eyes were watching the surrounding scenery, "Do you want to go back to the palace?"

"Althorp will pass on the news from the palace to me." Climans walked into the woods behind the campus. At this time, there were no students passing by in this area, and it was very clean. "Little Bruce, Brother, I have a few questions for you."

Brewster bit his lip. It was the first time he had seen Climans look so serious. He immediately grabbed Climans by the collar and became nervous.

"Tell me, who taught you that card game?" Clemens turned Brewster's face so that the child's face was facing him, so that he could see his brother's expression clearly.

Brewster tilted his head, "No one taught me."

"Then how do you teach them to play poker?" Climans frowned, people here don't know how to play this kind of thing.

"Poker!" Brewster's eyes lit up, and he wanted to put his arms around Clemens again, "Brother is awesome, when I mentioned this game, no one knew what it was, only my brother understood!"

"Then why do you know?" Clemens pressed Brewster's arm, and then realized that the child's strength was indeed great. Is this child looking at him with complete trusting eyes his brother?

After hearing Clemens' question, Brewster's small face wrinkled into a ball, and his eyes were so pure and clear. If someone saw such a child now, I believe no one would doubt everything the child said. "I don't know, but I just know. Isn't this common sense? Only fools don't understand. My brother and I are the smartest, and everyone else is stupid!"

"Common sense?" Climans' doubts deepened again, and he continued to ask, "Then why are you suddenly able to speak? After all, no one taught you..."

"Because I'm smart." This time Brewster's answer was even more confident, "Speaking is not difficult at all!"

"No." Climans bent down and put Brewster on the ground. He took two steps back and had to be on guard against his most cherished brother, "Brewster, you are wrong. No child could answer my questions so fluently and logically."

"Brother?" Brewster was sensitive to the change in Climans' attitude. He took a few steps forward, but his brother stepped back at the same time.

Climans touched his storage ring unconsciously, feeling more irritable and uncomfortable than ever, "Little Bruce, who are you?"

"Brother, I don't understand what you mean." Brewster had never felt afraid, but at this moment, his tears welled up. He really wanted to be close to his brother, and wanted to put his The whole person was embedded in Climans' arms, "Don't you want me?"

"How could I not want my brother..." Clemens murmured, and when the child walked towards him with tears in his eyes, he couldn't move at all.

Brewster took advantage of Clemens's daze, and immediately rushed to hug Clemens' thigh, wrapped his hands and feet around him to ensure that the other party couldn't shake him off, and then opened his mouth to cry: "You just don't want me, you You want to throw me away! You threw me to that stupid dragon before, and now you are asking these strange questions!"

Brewster's crying made Clemens' heart ache, but he still couldn't treat the child with the same attitude as before, unless... he found a reasonable explanation.Climans collected himself, and carefully observed the child who was holding him and pissed off. If Brewster was someone else, what kind of idiot would he show those flaws?And...if it wasn't for Brewster, why should he be so close to himself?It stands to reason that the closer you are, the more you should avoid it, because it is easy to be found wrong.

Clemens could feel how attached the child was to him, an emotion felt in close relatives.

"Are you from another world?" Climans decided to ask bluntly. He couldn't bear that his younger brother would experience the same experience as him. "According to your words, it is time travel? Who put you Send it? Is it God?"

"I know time-travel!" Brewster said sobbingly: "But I haven't time-travel, I'm here, I'm Brewster, your brother, my father is Adams, and my mother is Bertha. The maid who takes care of me in the palace is Bella, she is clumsy and doesn't understand me, I don't like her..."

The more Clemens listened, the more strange he felt. This child who told him every detail could not be someone else. He was Brewster, but...

"I have been unable to speak before, and I feel so uncomfortable. Now I can speak, brother, you ignore me again!" Brewster angrily cried, "What did I do wrong? What I said is the truth! "

"But it's impossible for a child to know about poker, or...no one in this world would know about such things." Clemens looked at Brewster with a sullen face, "Don't hide anything from me, tell everything I."

"I don't know." Brewster shook his head desperately, and there was some pain in his voice, "My head hurts...I saw a lot of things, I saw my brother was sick, and then...then me, me and Brother is together, brother likes many women, you often go to find different women, you climbed onto a woman..."

Clemens' face turned blue when he heard that, but what Brewster said later made his heart go cold.

"We took the medicine out, it was a red pill, after taking it, my brother and I separated." Brewster seemed to have seen some scary scene, his body was shaking constantly, "My brother is my , is mine and cannot be separated..."

"Brewster!" Clemens yelled loudly, and he picked up Brewster again, but the child closed his eyes tightly as if he had fallen into a nightmare.

After Clemens yelled several times in a row, Brewster came to his senses. He put his head on Clemens' neck and murmured, "Brother..."

Climans gently stroked the top of Brewster's head, his eyes were complicated and inexplicable.