The evil demon king in the puppy stage grabs my little biscuits

It was already dark, and DeCaro saw Tyron sitting cross-legged on a rock under the moonlight.

"Your sitting posture is detrimental to the beautiful image of the mermaids in the legend." DiCaro walked towards Tai Lun, while drawing the shape of a fish tail behind him: "You should melt into a fish tail, and then bend slightly backward like this and sit on the rocks and fiddle with her long hair."

Tai Lun spread his long legs more presumptuously, and replied with a bad look: "If you don't want to feel the power of the legendary mermaid, you'd better go back the same way now."

Di Carlo wandered to the big rock, sat next to Tai Lun, and said desperately: "I heard that in your mermaid clan, eight out of ten little mermaids who do not belong to the big clan have no parents. "

Tyron clenched his fist slightly.

Regardless of the murderous intent around him, Di Carlo continued: "The seabed is too chaotic, endless wars, your parents should be pawns for those mermaid clans that dominate the seas, and died in an unknown place without paying attention. Are you in the battle?"

As soon as the words fell, Di Carlo's eyes flashed, and there was a muffled "bang", and his body had been pressed to the ground by Tai Lun.

Those dark blue eyes glowed in the dark night, staring at Di Carlo coldly, Tai Lun whispered: "My mother is not a lackey of any clan, she is here to protect the last piece of free sea in the North Sea." Died in battle."

Di Carlo was stuck on the neck by the little mermaid boy, cleared his throat vigorously, and said with difficulty: "Really? Then, isn't this enough to make you proud of her?"

Tai Lun's murderous pupils froze for a moment, and slowly let go of Di Carlo's throat.

"Ahem..." Di Carlo sat up on the ground, looked at the furious little mermaid, and said seriously: "Your mother knows why she fought and why she died, and she worked hard for the ideal she wanted to achieve." Full strength, this is enough luxury for us elves, do you know how my parents died?"

Tai Lun quickly stood up, sat back on the rock, turned away from looking at the elf, and taunted: "So you peaceful elves also have orphans?"

DiCarlo recalled to himself: "When I was six years old, the palace sent an Aowei envoy to the Black Forest. He said... a dragon named Gregar rebelled. Your Majesty and the elders of the council We decided to execute him after discussion, so the royal family needs fifty fire elves from the Black Forest to participate in the dragon trial."

Tai Lun became curious and turned to look at the silver-haired elf.

Di Carlo looked up at the night sky, recalled with a smile on his mouth: "There have been no dragons sentenced to death for hundreds of years. Our people knew that the elves who participated in the trial would lose their lives, so they asked the messenger, 'Why do you want fifty? One elf? Isn't one elf plus one Owe enough to execute the dragon trial?', the messenger said, 'just in case'. My people asked 'what if', 'in case the dragon was being killed Resisting during the trial process may cause the death of the executor, so more preparations are needed." Our tribe asked again, "Once he resists, how many elves will be killed?" The messenger lowered his head and said hesitantly, I don't know either."

Di Carlo turned his head to look at Tyron, and said with a smile: "I don't know... it means that they may all die. This Aowei messenger is really not a thing. He seems to have come to the Black Forest to pick the lives of fifty elves. Walking like a basket of mushrooms, not even prepared for any flattery. But can you imagine? The emissary saw that the elves ignored him, and was about to return to the palace early the next morning, but was stopped by several elves. Tell him 'please wait a moment, we have some companions whose luggage has not been packed'."

"Actually, that night, hundreds of fire elves took the initiative to accept the trial mission, and the patriarch selected [-] of them who were younger and stronger to participate in the mission." Di Carlo suddenly bit his lower lip hard and said to Tai Lun showed a smile that was uglier than crying: "There is no reason, this is... the mission of our elves, and they didn't even tell us why the dragon was sentenced to death. Those elders know that the rebellious dragon may cause incalculable damage. The elves will never turn a blind eye to this killing, so like picking mushrooms, fifty elves were taken away from the Black Forest, including my parents. I secretly followed them out of the Black Forest and slipped into the team halfway."

Tai Lun looked at Di Carlo in shock: "Did your parents die with that dragon family during the execution of the trial?"

Di Carlo laughed at himself and shook his head: "We were on the way to the trial platform, and we were found by the dragon who escaped from the prison. My parents took me and more than 40 other elves to flee in different directions. But it only took less than seven days for the dragon to catch up with my parents."

"How did you survive?"

"Because of the strange way of thinking of the dragon clan, the dragon had a clear goal, and fifty elves decided to participate in the trial, so he only killed the elves who wanted to kill him, and did not affect innocent people."

Tai Lun fixed his gaze on Di Carlo: "That dragon killed your parents in front of you?"

Di Carlo shook his head, and told Tai Lun about the "hide and seek" killing game. He lowered his eyes and thought for a while, and said softly, "Until the end of my life, my parents didn't know what kind of person they were facing. , What kind of crimes they have committed, and they don’t know what their devotion is to change, just for the sentence ‘this is the mission of the elves’.”

Di Carlo looked sideways at Tai Lun, frowned and asked, "If you can't decide what you want to pursue in this life, if you can't judge right from wrong, then what is the difference between us elves and those flowers and plants?"

Tyron didn't know how to answer.

"So, Tai Lun, I admire your mother very much." Di Carlo said seriously: "If I can be as sure of my judgment as she is, and fight for my ideals to the last moment of my life, there will be no one in this life. In vain, it is worth more than the elders of our Black Forest who have lived hundreds of years!"

Tai Lun snorted coldly: "You really don't look like a normal elf."

"You're not like a normal mermaid." DiCaro teased, "I'm talking about singing."

There were birds flying over the branches in the forest, and the branches swayed gently with the moonlight spots that fell on the two teenagers.

"Is it difficult for me to sing?" Tai Lun asked unwillingly, "But I coaxed the baby dragon just now."

"Anyway, I'm an elf, and I never lie in principle." Di Carlo looked up at the moon sky: "So, don't ask, buddy."

"The sun is shining on the little tail! Let grandma see which little lazy dragon hasn't woken up yet!"

Early in the morning, the old woman's loud, excited voice woke up the whole manor.

Hino and Di Carlo vigilantly put their bags on their backs and rushed out of the bedroom. When they went out, they saw beside Aiden, a fat woman who was only as tall as his shoulders, with her white hair neatly coiled behind her head, she must be hundreds of years old. She is a member of the Wu tribe, but her makeup and clothes are like a young woman.

"Sorry, my wife hasn't touched a baby dragon under the age of seven for more than 100 years." Aiden explained to the two elves: "After I told her last night, she couldn't wait to rush over to help you take care of the baby dragon. It’s easy to stop now, I hope I didn’t disturb your rest.”

"Rest?" The old woman shook her head, "Who can sleep well when a frightened young dragon is not soothed?"

"..." Hino and Di Carlo, who were sleeping soundly, smiled awkwardly and nodded.

"Oh!" The old woman covered her mouth and looked up at the two elves in surprise: "These two little ones are taking care of the baby dragons? How can you let the children take care of the children? Look at what they have ruined themselves! This clothes ...I can't even see the color! Take it off quickly! Grandma will wash it for you!"

"Eh..." Hino explained with difficulty: "I'm afraid we don't have any clothes to change..."

"Why do you need to wear clothes on such a hot day?" The old woman looked at the two elves suspiciously, and urged them as a matter of course: "I just took off my clothes and went to the pond to take a bath, and give the clothes to grandma!"

"Eh..." Di Carlo wanted to say something to evade.

But it was strange that a strange old woman asked two male elves to take off their clothes on the spot within less than a quarter of an hour, but the two elves couldn't say no to it.

It felt as if I had suddenly returned to the Black Forest, facing my grandmother who was obsessed with cleanliness, I couldn't afford to delay, after all, they were really dirty.

A dirty child who is a hundred heads shorter than adults.

In front of this 600-year-old witch woman, the two elves in their teens are no different from babies, and they have no right to refuse to wash themselves.

"Can I... first..." Hino looked at old Aiden for help, but the old woman couldn't wait to step forward and began to take off his clothes by herself.

Not long after, the two little elves with only white underpants were watching the old woman fiddling with her clothes, and they kept criticizing them for not being clean.

At this embarrassing moment, the savior appeared.

The bleary-eyed Tai Lun walked out of the bedroom in a daze, and his eyes were suddenly attracted by the topless elves.

And Tai Lun has become the old woman's new target.

"How dirty is your apron! Take it off!" The old woman rushed towards Tai Lun.

"What?" Tai Lun, who hadn't woken up, was unprepared for the only piece of cloth taken off his body by the warm-hearted grandmother.

Mermaids don't have the habit of wearing underpants, because they have to melt their fish tails at any time after entering the water.

So, the two elves looked at the completely naked little mermaid, and exclaimed in doubt: "Huh?!"

It was difficult for Tai Lun to describe the shock that this unexpected morning brought to him.

He went back to the room and found a bed sheet to wrap himself up, then bravely walked out the door, sat at the dining table, stared at the two elves with strange eyes with dark blue eyes, and said seriously: "We mermaids are only in estrus. ...need to be taken out, but they are usually put away, so I can’t see them.”

"Ah~" The two elves suddenly realized.

Di Carlo shook his eyebrows proudly: "It seems that the size of the mermaids is quite easy to hide. Hey, our elves are not so convenient."

Tyronn, who was just about to have breakfast in peace, slapped the fork on the wooden table, and looked at Di Carlo with a murderous look: "Would you like to compare?"

"There's nothing like it, hurry up and eat meatloaf!" Hino was worried that these two fighting idiots would take off their pants and make a strange comparison on the spot!

As soon as the words fell, I suddenly heard the cub's cry from the bedroom: "Ang? Aang?"

Di Carlo was already used to the cub's "modified" cry, and turned to look at Hino: "Your baby dragon has woken up and is calling you."

Hino was about to get up, when suddenly he felt a person rushing in from the door, passing behind him like a gust of wind, and with an excited and trembling voice, he responded to the young dragon's call: "Grandma is here! Grandma is here! You finally woke up , Are you hungry!"

Di Carlo sneered: "This old woman seems to love dragons more than you? Now you can relax, and continue to have breakfast."

Hino put down the fork angrily, and listened to the movement in the bedroom with his ears up.

Ilsa won't stop making trouble unless he sees him, Hino firmly believes.