Pokemon phobia

In the second minute of the confrontation between Tai Lun and Chicken Wing, Miya Luo, who was sitting next to him, noticed his abnormality.The mage approached him and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong with you?"

"...I don't eat raw meat and chicken wings."

Miyaluo twitched his forehead, pursed his lips and glanced at the main seat.At this time, His Royal Highness was cutting the steak on the dinner plate with a standard posture.While he wasn't paying attention, the mage quickly cast a flame with a silent spell and threw it on Tyron's dinner plate.

Maybe it was because of the haste, the mage's flame was a little big, and the steak in front of Tyron was a little burnt, but it was no longer bloodshot.

Tai Lun froze for a moment, then looked up at Mi Yaluo.

The mage glanced at the main seat again, seeing that Igor hadn't noticed, so he breathed a sigh of relief, and quietly moved the soup bowl in his hand to the front of Tyron's dinner plate to block his altered steak.He noticed that Tyron was looking at him, so he glanced at the second-processed steak, curled his lips, and smiled.

All of a sudden, an inexplicable and complicated feeling flooded Tai Lun's heart.

He retracted his gaze, picked up a knife and fork to skillfully cut the steak into small pieces, and put it in his mouth to chew.This is good beef, but after being roughly roasted thoroughly, it inevitably looks old and dry, and even the sauce has a faint burnt sour taste.

However, it is indeed no longer the taste of raw meat.

The butler who disappeared for a long time after the meal reappeared and brought everyone to the guest room.This is an independent double-storey dome building some distance away from the prince's residence, but the level of splendor does not lower the standard of this manor at all.The housekeeper led them to the door of their own room respectively. Tai Lun lived in the innermost room, and Miya Luo lived next door to him.

When the butler opened the door of his room for Miyaluo and wanted to continue to lead the way for Tyron, Miyaluo stopped them.

"I'm sorry, I have something to say to my teammates," the mage smiled apologetically at the butler, then turned to Tyron, "Tayron, come in."

The butler bowed slightly: "Then I won't bother you, this gentleman's room is next door."

Tai Lun watched him leave, and then followed Miya Luo into his room.After the mage closed the door, he seemed a little worried. He cast a few detection spells to make sure there was no surveillance in the room, and then he looked at Tai Lun and said slowly, "I'm sorry for dragging you into such a dangerous situation."

Tai Lun looked at him without speaking.

"You've only joined us for two months, I'm really sorry, I was too careless." Mi Yaluo frowned and laughed at himself, "I should have refused decisively when Xia De raised doubts, and I really did It has been going well for too long, and I have lost my caution."

"It doesn't have to be dangerous," Tyron said.

Miyaluo smiled bitterly: "Okay, don't comfort me. I believe you have already seen it, the attitude of that Prince Igor... is really weird. I am also from a noble family, and I know exactly what Chiloa is. The ethos of the upper class is arrogant, pretentious, and bullying, but this prince does not have the arrogance of a great noble at all, and is so polite and enthusiastic towards us group of mercenaries who are not top-notch, even if it is for Xia De's face It’s unreasonable. I didn’t notice it before, but during that time just now, his attitude towards the five of us was not biased, as if he was deliberately blocking the way for us to find a reason to retreat.”

After a pause, the mage sighed: "I hope I'm thinking too much, otherwise, even if we retreat by then, he will have a reason to issue a warrant for us. All the rulers of Azera take face very seriously, we ignore the prince Personal hospitality and early retreat are enough to make other countries refuse to asylum us."

Tai Lun looked at the blond young man blaming himself for being lost, and said softly: "Maybe you can go to the Forest of Elves with Xia De. With his power, Chiloa may not dare to confront you head-on."

Mi Yaluo noticed something wrong in his words: "What about you?"

Tyron smiled at him, and under the shadow of the hood, his light purple pupils looked deep and mysterious.His tone was still calm: "I won't go."

"you……"

"Don't worry." Tai Lun interrupted him, turned around and touched the doorknob engraved with angel reliefs, his low and pleasant voice made people calm down involuntarily, "I won't die."

Mi Yaluo watched him open the door and walked out. When the door was closed, he looked at the mage and repeated: "I will not die, and you will not die either. Mage, I like you so far."

The door closed a little bit, Miyaluo suddenly turned around and grabbed the door frame with his detective hand, watched Tai Lun's lips open and close several times, and finally said nothing, just casually asked a question he had been curious about to change the subject: "Why don't you Eat raw meat and chicken wings?"

Tai Lun was silent for a moment, and said lightly: "Because I was forced to eat whole raw wings and felt disgusting, so I don't want to eat them anymore."

The mahogany door was completely closed, and Tai Lun lowered his eyes in front of his door in silence for a moment, then turned and walked towards his room.The memory that had been dusted for many years seemed to be affected by this inadvertent question, and it was replayed in front of his eyes.

【"Are you okay?" The blond noble boy rolled over from his horse and held out his hand to him.

He pursed his lips and looked at the blue pupils of this human being, from which he saw his own blurred reflection - it was a boy with long black hair, with two scimitar-like horns extending from the hair to the back obliquely. The spread wings were covered with pitch-black scales, and an equally thick and powerful dragon tail curled up from behind to the front of his body, as if it was integrated with the pitch-black armor on his body.

Seeing that he didn't answer, the blond nobleman frowned and asked in concern, "Don't you understand?"

He can actually understand, but he can't speak yet.

The blond nobleman smiled kindly: "Don't be afraid, come back with me. You are injured and need treatment."

He looked at this human being's bright smile like the sun, and was bewitched to hold the hand he stretched out in front of him. 】

……

[Now he has learned from the court lady that the blond boy is called Thad Norman, and he is the third son of the current king of the Norman Kingdom.This human would visit him every day like now, and bring him some delicious snacks.

"Have you learned to speak yet?" The boy's blue eyes stared at him expectantly.

He was a little embarrassed, and turned his head to give a soft "hmm".Then the human became happy, smiled and stretched out his hand: "Then let's get to know each other officially, my name is Thad Norman, and I am 15 years old this year."

He thought for a while and said, "My name is Tyronn Evans."]

……

【"Tai Lun, my big brother wants to kill me..." Sade's eyes were full of tears, he looked at him in panic, and grabbed his arm tightly, "He wants to kill me... why, why treat me like this……"

He didn't know how to answer, so he hugged the boy with his wings and watched him cry silently.

The young man had cried enough, wiped away his tears and said in a trembling voice: "Tai Lun, I don't want to die, I don't want to die... I should listen to my mother and fight for that position... Can you help me? Tai Lun..."

He responded, "Okay."]

……

[On the high platform, the blond young man who has grown up holds up the scepter and swears in the eyes of countless people in the audience: "I, Norman III, Saad Fanika Norman, will lead the kingdom to a new glory !"

He stood in the corner looking at the more handsome and dazzling young man, and was sincerely happy for him.After a while, the minister of the kingdom came to the stage to give a speech. He was playing with the fruit in his hand a little bored, and suddenly heard the soldiers behind him exclaim in depression.

When he turned his head, he saw the emperor who was standing on the high platform walking towards him, stretching out his arms and hugging him vigorously.

"Taron Evans! My dearest brother! My invincible general!" The emperor choked in his ear and said, "I don't know how to thank you, I swear, from now on, everything I have Half of you."

He was a little moved, and hugged the blond young man back hard.

"Are you willing to work with me to create the glory that belongs to Norman?"

"……good."】

……

【"Report—General Evans has returned in triumph again!"

The blond emperor greeted him standing in front of the city gate with a face full of joy. He saw that the emperor was holding an egg the size of a human head in his hand.

"What is this?" he asked.

The blond young man stuffed the egg into his arms, and replied with a big smile, "I specially found the dragon egg for you to celebrate your return from victory!"

He raised the giant white egg in front of his eyes, looked at the sun, and heard His Majesty say proudly again: "This is the gray iron dragon of Sosiel, the strongest dragon and the strongest general."

He was very moved, and swallowed the words that almost blurted out - the gray iron dragon is a dragon, not a dragon. 】

……

[His Majesty the Emperor, who has gradually shown his old age, shared afternoon tea with his most trusted friend in the garden.He still stared at Tai Lun with his blue eyes, and sighed: "Time flies so fast, it will be 20 years in a flash."

He smiled and didn't care, the hand touching the smooth porcelain cup was a little ready to move.

There was no one else at the moment, so it was rare for the emperor to put on airs.He said to Tai Lun with a sad face: "Hey, I didn't expect being an emperor to be so tiring! But we have unified the 32 surrounding countries, and we are not far from our goal."

He regretfully let go of the porcelain cup, looked at the blond man, and said seriously, "I will always help you."

His Majesty the Emperor laughed. 】

……

【"Tayron..."

He turned his head and saw His Majesty the Emperor with a wrinkled face.This hard-working emperor is no longer young, his golden hair has turned gray, and his blue eyes have become a little cloudy.And he saw his own reflection in it—

It was a boy with long black hair, and there were two scimitar-like long horns on the top of his head that glowed with a light silver light in the sun, extending from the hair to the rear.The folded wings on the back are covered with pitch-black scales, and the powerful dragon tail hangs loosely on the ground, with the tip of the tail raised a little, without really touching the smooth ground.The custom-made dress was very slim, showing off his slender figure.

"Taylor, I'm afraid I won't see the day when Norman becomes an empire." The old emperor looked at him with complicated eyes.

He was silent for a while, then changed the subject and said, "What do you want to eat? Is it a three-rare steak?"

His Majesty the Emperor laughed and sighed, "I want to eat what you made."

So he picked the best piece of beef from the ice cellar.The emperor slowly approached him from behind, calling softly: "Taron Evans."

He responded without looking back.In the next second, a cold stabbing pain came from the heart, which quickly turned into a burning pain.He fell to the ground trembling, and looked up at his human best friend in disbelief.

The aged emperor looked complicated, and said with a smile: "It turns out that you also know how to cry."

"why……"

The emperor let go of the hand holding the dagger and looked down at him as he fell to the ground.His ears were buzzing, but he still vaguely heard the old man say: "Because I want to see the rise of the empire. Tyron, I'm a human being, I can't wait anymore, I don't have time to grind it down... ..."

Trembling, he heard the emperor's walking steps, so steady and so resolute.

"Come here, go and inform the Holy See of Light..."

"Boom--"

"My God! What is that!"

"Look at those wings and tail...that's General Evans!"]