Astral Traveler [Quick Transmigration]

In the end, Murphy not only successfully obtained several pieces of Enoch's dragon scales, but also allowed him to live in his palace.

Is there anything in the world that kills two birds with one stone more than this?

some!

That was at the palace banquet a few days later, when the envoys from the two countries came up to congratulate, Murphy gave them each a small gift.

When the envoy opened the beautifully packaged velvet box, he saw a complete silver dragon scale lying inside—sharp, shiny, smooth and very beautiful.

Murphy said kindly: "Except for pure gold, these dragon scales are harder than all metals in the world, but currently no craftsman can make them into armor or weapons. I will give you this dragon scale as a gift." Give it to everyone as a small souvenir.”

But several people gasped, they knew that this was not just a simple show of favor, but also a demonstration!

In the current aristocratic customs, two people with the best relationship will give each other their intimate things, including the baby teeth that fell out when they were young, and the knight's sword they used for the first time.

The king of Floda is declaring that he has got such a good relationship with the dragon!

The deterrent power of the giant dragon caused many people to re-evaluate the king's military strength.Because so far, the dragon has just been born for two months, and no country has any solution to fight against the dragon on the battlefield.

After all, it is an adult silver dragon, an extraordinary creature with a total level starting at level 25.

In this era of low magic power, there is no human being as his single enemy; even if he wants to use human sea tactics to solve it, I am afraid that at least an army of 1 people will be needed to try.

What's more, he seems to be able to manipulate clouds and snowstorms. If he uses this ability when the two armies are facing each other, the level of damage he can cause is not comparable to that of a 1-strong army...

Floda's palace was set up in a castle on the back of the mountain. There were three walls inside and outside, which were divided into the palace, the administrative area and the residential area.

Murphy's daily life is in his Maple Leaf Palace, and the residence he arranged for Enoch is the side hall inside.To be honest, that place should be prepared for the queen, but who made Murphy have no queen so far.

As expected, Yinlong had no interest in human society and political structure, so he settled there noncommittally.

The courtiers close to Murphy already knew his true identity.This caused the attendants to tremble every day and began to train the "walking without sound technique", as if they would be eaten by a giant dragon if they accidentally made a sound.

This may also be because the dragon's appetite is really terrifying.

Calculated by body weight, Enoch can eat 15% to 20% of his dragon body weight every day.

He doesn't completely eat meat, he is also a vegetarian, and sometimes eats metal ore.Dragons have a broad diet, and a balanced diet helps their scales grow tougher and shinier.

Moreover, he always uses dragon's breath to freeze things before opening his mouth.The maple tree in the middle of the Maple Leaf Palace has been completely transformed into frost-white crystals due to the frequent baptism of the dragon's breath, standing there like a work of art.

This is actually a very common eating habit among giant dragons, but it frightens all humans.

The collateral reaction is that they have even more reverence for the king, which has reached the point of fanatical worship.

I don't know who it is, but there are also rumors that "the king will be the first and last dragon knight", and the story is also made up.

Murphy: Pfft!

There seems to be nothing wrong with it.

Fortunately, Enoch was never willing to listen to the conversation between humans, the dragon was too proud.

Murphy communicated with Enoch at a fixed time every day.

They gradually became familiar, talking and discussing knowledge like a pair of friends.Because Murphy didn't have much personal time, there was no chance to conflict with Long's living habits.

Only a few hours after dinner and before going to bed, Murphy would read a book in his private study.

Although there is no theoretical knowledge for Murphy to learn in this era, there are always many works of art produced in each plane.Art can reflect the different periods of a civilization's development, the fundamental part of human nature, and many shining points of thought.

He has been reading the creations of bards recently, and sometimes he will let the band of kings play for him.

In comparison, his dragon is really an old pedant, and a pedant in pure science.All the humanities can't make him move his eyelids.

That is to say, the new topic every ten days can make him appear more interested.

Their competition has been tied, because both of them can finally get the result of each question.

This also means: the dragon may have to live in the palace for a while.

One day, halfway through Murphy's discussion with him, the chief minister came in, saying that there was an urgent matter that the king needed to deal with.

——It was the old head of the Lion family. He caught a cold because of winter hunting, and unfortunately died of illness at this time.

Murphy needs to prepare in advance for the next day's condolences and condolences.

When he returned to the lounge, he saw that the silver dragon was still there.

Enoch put all the calculation papers together.He was looking at the draft written by Murphy, and when he saw Murphy came back, he said, "Are you playing the boring human political game again?"

"I think it's very interesting," Murphy said.

He packed his things and prepared the last two pages to read before going to bed.

According to the usual habits, Enoch should have walked away indifferently.

But Enoch watched him for a moment.

The sky was already very dark, and the candlelight was shrouded in the glass, reflecting a blurred halo.Murphy lowered his head and gathered all his drafts into his arms—although his face was blurred by the candlelight, he still had a unique and independent temperament.

"If you put your energy in a more suitable place, you may achieve immortal achievements—not just achievements in the mortal realm." Enoch said suddenly, "But you chose to fight and fight with people meaninglessly."

Murphy looked up at him, a little surprised at what he said.

After thinking for a while, Murphy said, "It's not necessarily meaningless. A truly immortal career doesn't have to be just exploration and invention. I'm making important preliminary preparations... What do you think of a 1000-year civilized country?"

"A 1000-year dynasty?" said Enoch. "That's your goal?"

Murphy smiled and said: "No, it doesn't mean a simple dynasty. What I need is that everyone in the world can eat enough after 1000 years, because we introduced and studied all the food seeds in the world 1000 years ago; Every child in the world will receive a fair and noble education, because 1000 years ago we eliminated the privileges of the nobility and equalized all races; 1000 years later, every criminal will be brought to justice, get a fair verdict, and understand himself and sincerely repent, because we planted the seeds of the rule of law 1000 years ago, so that everyone has a law to follow, and recognized the authority of the law... I know you like the immortal truth of the universe, but the immortal spirit of civilization is not Is it challenging too?"

He babbled for a while, then suddenly yawned, and said to Enoch, "Stop talking, I'm so sleepy. Good night."

After he left, Enoch was still sitting there, looking at the draft in his hand for a while, his index finger lightly stroking the handwriting left by Murphy, as if suddenly lost in thought.

The next day, news of the death of the speaker of the Lion family spread throughout the aristocratic class.

As a king, Murphy set off ahead of schedule and went to the Lion's castle to express condolences and condolences.

After the funeral three days later, Francis, the new heir of the lion family, sent off the guests and had a day and night of secret talks with the king.

Francis is a young and strong boy. Like his father, he is not outstanding in appearance and ability, but he has a strong sense of justice.According to legend, the family motto left by his father before his death was: only do the right thing.

"Father didn't support you," Francis said very bluntly, with a heroic spirit that is not afraid of death, "because you let the troops of hostile countries stationed on our territory in Floda, he was very angry and ordered the Second Army to stand still, Nobody helped. But then when you took the land from the nobles and everyone was angry, my father suddenly stopped being angry. He said you were doing the right thing."

Then, he knelt in front of Murphy on one knee, raised his head and said calmly: "I, Francis Cripps, the lord of Cripps, Horseshoe and Sickle Lake Provinces, and the Marshal of the Second Army, would like to serve you You are King of Floda. I will remain loyal to my lord until you betray your country and people, or until my life dies."

He may be the only one among the young people of this generation who can keep calm in front of the king's true face.

... Although it was rumored later that he was a severe prosopagnosia patient, the kind who couldn't tell the difference between a human face and a potato.

There were so many things on this day, Murphy was busy until midnight, and then had to rush back to the palace non-stop to prepare for the ceremony of conferring Francis the next day.

At night, he fell asleep lying on the desk. The quill in his hand drew a mark on the table, and the ink stained his face.

There are no human beings who dare to come and go here, only Enoch can save the image of the king.

Enoch picked him up with one hand, and saw that Murphy hadn't woken up yet.

"Human?" Enoch frowned, grabbed Murphy's collar, and wiped the ink on his face roughly.

"Hmph, dragons..." Murphy grunted in a daze to express his complaint, then automatically adjusted his posture, buried his head on Enoch's shoulder and rubbed it.

Enoch said, "Wake up, and call your knight to take you to sleep."

Murphy barely opened his eyelids, and immediately closed them again when he saw Enoch's face, and hugged him tighter, protesting at the same time: "You are prettier than him, I want you."

Enoch: "..." Good-looking, beautiful?

He found that he was used to being said that by this human being.

Obviously, the aesthetics of humans and dragons are very different, just like Enoch didn't understand the obsession of Murphy's knights with Murphy, he didn't think that Murphy really thought he was good-looking, he was just lazy to refute Murphy's words.

At this moment, Murphy was completely asleep, snoring slightly.

Enoch hugged him, a little at a loss for a while, raised his arms a little farther, and observed Murphy's sleeping position.

Although this human being is very cunning, but he is very light, his bones are very brittle, and his muscles are soft. If he is not careful, he can be crushed to death by the dragon. He must be handled with care - alas, it can be said to be very troublesome.

"A life span of 100 years, a kingdom of 1000 years." Long was thinking.