Food Reserves on the Dragon's Back

Silas could only tell the truth: "I'm sorry, I've always thought of you as a friend and a brother, I never thought of you that way."

"Then you can think about it now." Sears was unusually aggressive.

So Silas had no choice but to think about it, kissed Hills in the sunset, put the laurel wreath symbolizing marriage proposal on his head, and had children with him... Forget it, Silas got goosebumps Liao: "You are also a man, it feels weird."

"I understand that this kind of thing will make you hard to accept for a while, but we are the same person, I know." Hills who was rejected was not discouraged, but looked at him firmly and said.

"What do you mean..." Silas didn't understand.

"You've never liked women, have you?" Hills said. "When you see those girls, do you ever think about stripping them?"

"..." Silas fell silent.

"Admit it, you and I are really the same people," Hills said eagerly.

The urging voice of the sentry in the lair area has already been heard nearby, and Silas decided to avoid this topic for the time being: "I should go."

"Please think again about what I said." Hills pleaded, "Whether you can accept me or not, I hope you can live well."

"I understand, but I won't run away like Carl." Silas sighed and looked back at him, "...I just want to treat you as a brother, don't tell me this anymore, okay After Carl's gone, you'll be my only friend, please."

Hills stared at him blankly for a while, then lowered his head and replied softly: "...OK."

"Goodbye, then, brother." Silas smiled, hugging him in the old friend's way.

Silas was troubled by his friend's sudden confession, and it felt like fate didn't think he was miserable enough after swollen his face left and right, so he gave him another uppercut.

He doesn't think he likes men, but for women, all Silas can think of is kissing the back of their white and smooth hands, admiring their beautiful dress and pure face, and treating them politely like a gentleman, As for stripping...

Silas decided to put all these messy thoughts aside. The most important thing now is that he is already a knight of Sarannar. Whether he is happy about it or resists it, this is unchangeable fact.As veteran Yelan said, when living with a dragon, if you want to survive, you'd better get rid of distracting thoughts and be careful.

Silas had already fully inquired about every dragon on the Dragon Peak during his boring guard career in the past few months. He already knew a lot about the black dragon Sarannar, but Sarannar I still remain an enigma to him.

It can be said that the red dragon Harrog is the largest and strongest dragon at the Dragon Summit, and the golden dragon Makaelin is the most noble of blood, but the strange thing is that the black dragon Sarannar is the leader of the dragon clan at the Dragon Summit. He relied on powerful magic to completely crush other dragons in terms of strength, and became the boss of the dragon clan.

During the more than three months that Silas was on the Dragon's Peak, he saw Sarannar very few times.He is not as ostentatious as Harrog and has a bad reputation, nor is he like Xiancelle who turns into a human and wanders around the top of the dragon. Most of the time he stays in his lair and lives reclusively. The huge figure is as rare as winter thunder.

The Dragon Peak is divided into several areas. All the candidate dragon knights, cooks, workers and other people live in the barracks area at the lowest level. After passing the heavily guarded barracks area and climbing a short mountain road, it is the place where the dragons usually come in and out. In the lair area and landing platform, except for the last time I was led to visit Xiancell's cave, the barracks area and above are strictly prohibited from entering.

The sentinel in the lair pinned a badge similar to a pass on his clothes, and told him not to lose it.From now on, Silas will live in this lair area where no one is allowed to enter.

As soon as he approached the lair area with a complicated mood, he heard two dragons chatting. The so-called chatting is to roar at each other in dragon language. Silas bent down and held down his trembling legs. He felt that he was still Not ready.

Saranar's cave was much larger than Sencel's, as he was nearly twice his size, though to Silas's relief, the cave was not very ornately decorated, and in such a In a larger cave, if the density of those shiny things is similar to that of Xiancelle's cave, he doubts that he may not be able to wipe it off after two days of non-stop wiping.

Silas also found a square door opened at the corner of the cave. He walked over curiously. With the light from the hole, he could vaguely see a complete residence inside, including bedrooms and study rooms. , restaurant, and even a hot spring bath.

At the beginning, the top of the dragon was built on this mountain. In addition to its strategic location, there is also a very important reason that all dragons love hot springs very much. The huge hot spring pools on the back mountain are specially for dragons to take a bath. Even the Dragon Knight and others with the Dragon Peak can attract hot spring water to take a hot bath at any time.

However, it takes so much trouble to introduce hot spring water into the indoor bath, and the furniture and some small decorations are so elegant, the owner of this residence must be a very stylish person, Silas is very curious as the owner of these dozen dragons Sir, who will Thalannar allow to dwell deep in his caves?

He didn't think that the previous dragon knight, Kelsen, would be treated so well, because all the knights who served the dragon were laid on the ground near the entrance of the cave, and Yelan was like this, and he also saw it at the edge of the cave in Salanar Things like sleeping bags and the like for bedding.

While Silas was still guessing, he heard the sound of wings flapping from behind, and with the bang of a huge body landing, most of the light at the entrance of the cave was suddenly blocked.He quickly stopped spying and looking around, and when he turned around, he saw the huge black dragon returning to its lair.

Sarannar lowered his head, his golden eyes looked at the strange human in front of him, he didn't open his mouth, but a majestic voice sounded directly in the hole: "Kelsen?"

"...Uh, yes, I'm the new Kelsen." Silas swallowed nervously, oh my god, he's really big, just a fingernail is as tall as half a person.Silas had no doubt that the sickle-shaped claws could easily pierce and tear him apart.

Before that, the closest Silas got to a dragon was the first day he came to the top of the dragon, when he was yelled at by Harrog at close range, but the shock was far less than it is now.Sarannar's body was covered with pitch-black scales, each of which shone like obsidian, and the lines of muscles could be clearly seen on the limbs with finer scales.He doesn't look as strong as the red dragon, but every point of his streamlined body structure is so perfect that Silas can't help but praise the magic of the Creator.

The black dragon obviously didn't have much interest in this human being. He walked to the corner of the cave with steady steps and lay down on his stomach, resting his chin on the ground, looking ready to sleep.

Silas walked out lightly. He still remembered what Yelan had taught him, so he fetched a bucket of warm water from outside, and carefully wiped the scales of the black dragon.After wiping it twice, the black dragon opened one eyelid to look at him, and moved his tail to push him away.

"No need to wipe, go out and stay." The majestic voice sounded again.

"Oh...Okay." Silas packed up his things nervously, and he was relieved until he got out of the cave. He couldn't help pressing his bouncing chest, thinking that he would be with him in the future. Such a behemoth faced each other day and night, and Silas didn't know whether his reaction should be regarded as fear or...excitement.

Silas took a few deep breaths to force himself to calm down. It was time for him to prepare food for Sarannar. The dragon only ate a meal in two or three days, but he would eat an astonishing amount of meat in one meal. Prepare enough meat before Er wakes up, after all, he doesn't want to play the role of "grain reserve" in advance.

For Silas, the threat of death or trivial daily work is not enough to scare off his enthusiasm. The reason why he hesitated and resisted before is that he finally realized the dragon Live by what you eat.In the past, Silas couldn't say that he really didn't know anything about it, but people would always subconsciously erase those unnecessary or necessary but unwanted parts in their beautiful fantasies—until they had to face the cruel reality until.

In fact, it is natural to think about it. Dragons are carnivorous animals through and through, and years of war with the orcs have weakened the national power of Andorcia, and the people are generally poor. Meat such as chickens, ducks, cattle, and sheep are only affordable for nobles. luxuries, and not counting the poor nobles who have no titles of nobility.

Just by looking at the size of the dragons, one can tell how much meat they would have to eat every day to feed so many dragons. I'm afraid the entire Silver Stream City can't afford so many cattle and sheep. Fortunately, dragons don't mind eating people.

Of course, the smart people in power thought of this best-of-both-worlds solution. They used captives, death-row prisoners, and poor people who couldn’t afford cemeteries to feed these behemoths, which saved the cost of buying cattle and sheep, and saved the trouble of disposing of corpses, killing two birds with one stone. .

It is said that some dragons who pay attention to "original ecology" like to eat live ones, and dragons who pay attention to hygiene like to eat "processed" clean and cut pieces. Some dragons come to demolish their houses every now and then, protesting that they are prevaricated by using sick and dead human flesh and spoiled human flesh. The unscrupulous cook.

As a soldier, Silas was not merciful and did not dare to kill, nor did he hate corpses, but treating his own kind as food was not a pleasant thing after all. Silas struggled to prepare himself for transporting corpses When I came to the kitchen, I didn't expect the cook to burst out a series of complaints when he heard that it was prepared for the black dragon Sarannar, saying that the leader of the dragon clan is indeed difficult to serve, and he is pickier than other dragons. Beef, mutton and venison are also required to be grilled to be charred on the outside and tender on the inside, neither too old nor too raw, and they are smeared with honey and seasonings, etc., etc...

"Cannibalism" was obviously a nasty eccentricity for someone in charge of logistics, but Silas was greatly relieved.