My claws must be on it

In the middle of the night, Leitana woke up, feeling lazy all over.

On the pillow beside her was a furry head, breathing evenly and with a serious expression.The old enemy brother is still young, and the evil of the evil dragon has not been able to show it, but he is quite soft.

As a "brave", Leitana was quite deviant. After sharing the bed with the sworn enemy of mankind, she looked at the side of her cub and reached out and pinched it unceremoniously.

Dahlia, who was sleeping soundly, didn't respond at all, her small face was soft, wrapped in slender casualness - she slept so well and comfortably today, it was not easy to wake up for a while.

Laitana leaned over and took a slow look.Her black hair was very soft and thin, and it was pushed up by Hulu, and her pale face was bleeding because it was finally warmed up.Her eyes were tightly shut, with long, drooping eyelashes casting shadows just below.

Out of habit, she curled up in a small place to absorb the maximum heat—in fact, the bed was quite warm.

The evil dragon is an idiot. Even though the environment here is so good, she can cultivate herself like this—you must know that she is on the human side, but she has no skin and face and demands the highest standard of living—she likes to piss people off.

Leitana was thinking aimlessly, her palm was on her chin and her thumb was picking up the soft flesh at the corner of her mouth. With a little force, she opened her mouth and bared her teeth in her sleep, her pale pink gums were exposed, a few Neat little white teeth.

There is a tiger tooth.

She thought about it, but didn't notice for a while, the little evil dragon's head slid from the side of her, and the thin face facing her turned into a black hair top.

Laitana smiled, thinking of something, and finally let go of her plush toy dragon.

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When Dahlia got up, she felt refreshed.

She hadn't warmed up for a long time, her stomach was full, she was covered with a quilt, and she had a good night's sleep.

so good……

She had already sat up, but she was really reluctant to part with the warm blanket, so she lay down and refused to move.

After thinking for a long time, I realized that Laitana was gone.

……

So Leitana pushed the door open, and what she saw was a dragon with a dull hair raised in a daze.

She went over and smoothed the little idiot's hair, put the breakfast tea on the bed cabinet, picked up the square table and put it on, and got into the quilt again.

"Good morning." Dahlia whispered to get up, but she was pushed back with a palm. Letana raised her eyebrows and teased her and said, "Good morning, my little princess, let's have dinner."

Her face turned red, na na, don't overdo it: "I won't eat...can you kill me?"

However, Mr. Brave, who is passive and sabotage, doesn't care much about her mission: "I found that there are really few people here."

"Because there are very few dragon cubs." Dalia didn't know why she mentioned this, but she explained: "The cubs' palace is not suitable for adult dragons to live in, so they won't come unless necessary."

"That's great." Laitana sighed, kept silent about the dragon slaying, and distributed the tableware to her.

"I don't..." Dahlia looked back, trying to ignore the aroma of the food: "I don't eat."

"louder please."

"I don't want to eat—!" Dahlia breathed a sigh of relief before she finished her mouthful of milk, which had already been fed with a spoon by the brave man.

Fragrant, thick, smooth and warm.

It's bad after one bite.

Dahlia's face was still serious, and the expression in her eyes was about to cry: "No."

Lord Brave scooped up a piece of bone-peeled fish for her.

Dahlia was staggered, and she shook her head backwards before silently swallowing "uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" in protest.

Protest is invalid.

… Today’s breakfast is meat floss, milk and fish.

"I didn't expect...you are really a princess. You were even fed." Laitana sighed.

Dahlia protested: "I said I won't eat."

Leitana glanced at her and didn't speak...Obviously, if you feed you, your eyes will light up.Obviously want to eat, pretentious.

But she also knows that this is a struggle between her worldview and her desire to survive - the instilled principles of "fate" and "dragon interests" make her feel that she is "not entitled to it", but in fact everyone wants to be safe, happy and comfortable .

Warriors and dragons alike.

It's just that the brave man is clearly fighting for that point, and the evil dragon is still deceived.

"You should just eat with me, you're going to die anyway," Leitana said.

Dalia hesitated: "Then when will you kill me?"

"I'm going to give myself a long vacation!" Laitana stared.Someone who is sabotage thinks...the deadline should be forever.

……

After eating, Laitana fell back into the cage comfortably and woke up to see the dragon girl sitting upright, her big quiet eyes staring at her for an unknown amount of time, her forehead shaking slightly.

"What's the matter?" Laitana's voice was a little hoarse just after waking up.

"Have you ever been hurt?" Dahlia asked.

"Why should I get hurt?" She stood up strangely, gathered her hair into a high ponytail, and quickly put on her clothes.

"Because you are a brave man, leading humans to fight on the frontal battlefield against dragons and killing the enemy." Dalia whispered, a tiny light appeared in her eyes.

She is not yearning for the battlefield, but just envious of what the brave can do that she can't.

"Hehe," Leitana sneered twice, stretched out the clothes she found in the cloakroom this morning, gestured to Dahlia, and continued: "Sorry, my schedule is to get up at nine o'clock in the morning to eat in a daze, and then escape Going to work, shopping, parties, playing with birds, hunting..." She spoke briskly: "Betting sieve cards, climbing trees, stealing fruits, catching fish and grilling."

Dahlia listened blankly to the unfamiliar words, very puzzled, and did not respond for a moment that Laitana was taking off her clothes to reveal a small white underwear, and then put on a long skirt——she asked: "Aren't these 'Entertainment' in human society?"

"Are there no dragons?"

"No, we only pursue power."

Letana sneered: "The race without civilization will eventually perish."

"No!" Dalia retorted: "Our transformation is the civilization of the strong, the ultimate civilization—why don't you train magic? Isn't the mission of the brave to bring light to mankind? Field and training ready to go to the field—”

"I, no, yes." Leitana interrupted, pointing to her nose word by word: "I am not them, I did not choose to be a hero! Don't tell me this." She suddenly became serious, her expression Seriously, Dalia felt a hint of danger, so she didn't speak anymore, but showed a puzzled expression.

After thinking for a long time, she was still a little sad: "If only I could have your strength... how wonderful it would be." Dalia finally sighed.

Laitana let out a snort, with depression accumulated in her heart, she patted to change the subject and said, "Stand up and have a look, little princess."

Dahlia threw off the quilt and got up from the bed—then suddenly let out a surprised "Huh".

When did she wear new clothes?

——Obviously, while talking, he obediently raised his two hands to undress and put on clothes. "Slow response." Laitana silently added an entry for the young devil.

She went to the mirror, and the girl inside was wearing a complicated and beautiful long dress, only her pale ankles with tiny blue blood vessels were visible, and her small face was also pale and delicate.

"Oh..." She opened her mouth slightly in a low voice.

"It's okay~" Because yesterday she saw the dragon girl's calves showing and trembling, Laitana deliberately chose a thicker fabric, but the skirt was printed with black silk, with beautiful puff sleeves and layered lace around it.

She beckoned Dahlia to come and sit on the edge of the bed, and took her feet and put a pair of thick stockings on her.

Little feet are warm today.But it's so small, it slips like it's been soaked in milk.

Letana's thumb flicked lightly.

Dahlia was not used to it. Looking at the girl squatting down in front of her, her thick golden eyelashes curled up, giving her an illusion of tenderness.She blushed and lowered her head to look away and said, "I'll do it myself."

"You're clumsy." After despising her old enemy, Laitana put her cloak on her shoulders - she wasn't tall enough, so she dragged half of it on the ground.

The black stockings are cute and sexy, and the gothic black and red patterned lace skirt inside has a special flavor on her.But the cloak is elegant ascetic style, long, with a low-key domineering, adding to her imposing coldness.

This girl is pale, with exquisite eyebrows and quiet black pupils, but she looks aloof and arrogant at a young age, like a princess in a century painting.

Finally a little bit of royalty.

Leitana pressed her shoulders comfortably, stood behind her and bent down to look at the noble girl in the mirror with her. She was very satisfied with her aesthetics, and after thinking about it, she even combed her hair with a hairpin. She tied her hair in a delicate bun, coiling her hair up to reveal her pale and thin neck.

While humming, she watched Dahlia gradually become more beautiful in her.

"Why should I dress like this?" Dahlia couldn't move her eyes away.

"It's so warm. The alchemy of your dragons is really interesting, and the aesthetics are all stuck in the last century." Letana said: "The cloakroom is full of this kind of skirt."

She doesn't know about the dragon's alchemy aesthetics... She just doesn't pay attention to matching the clothes when the dragon wears them, and finally combs her hair according to the style.

... Letana was just playing with her like a doll.

She flicked her eyes here and there, trying to say something to show that she didn't care about it, but in the end, the girl's natural love of beauty overcame other emotions... What's more sad is that Dahlia can't lie.

"It's a good look." Dahlia finally grabbed the corner of her skirt and bowed her head in defeat, humming like a mosquito, her cheeks flushed.

Letana laughed.

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Laitana was going on vacation here, and pestered her to kill her old enemy, the Demon King.

As the most useless and irresponsible hero in history, she didn't feel that anything was wrong.Things like tasks... If you can delay for a while, you must delay for a while. If you can do it tomorrow, you will not touch it today.

"Then our itinerary... will we play cards and dice?"

The answer is no.

"hunt".negative. "Pick the fruit".negative. "Catch fish".negative. "Cheat passers-by".negative.

……

"Okay, delicate princess, we are ladies, so let's do some lady things." Laitana could only sigh deeply and give in: "Let's go to the garden, then have afternoon tea, soak in the hot spring... and finally go to the prom."

"There's no..." Dahlia didn't finish.

"I saw it, I found it." Laitana was very sensitive to the fun radar.

Dahlia had to shut up.

……

Adhering to the idea of ​​"If you want to pursue excitement, you must follow through to the end", Laitana changed into a black tuxedo deacon outfit, tied her hair with a ribbon, and put on dark gold single-lens glasses.

Although she revealed her arrogant nature as soon as she spoke, at first glance, she was quite respectful.

There are soft cakes on the gazebo, and there are coffee and black tea to choose from in the exquisite china. Dahlia sits quietly on the seat, looking at the messy flowers.

There was no one around Laitana, and after making such a big mess, she had to squint to look at her old enemy.Dahlia was expressionless, leaning against the table in a leather case, her straight and slender legs wrapped in black stockings, and her retro leather shoes were round and swayed slightly.

Her hair was pulled up, revealing a pale porcelain neck, with a delicate jaw upward.

The background is a dilapidated garden, but the beauty can still be seen vaguely.It was originally a very delicate layout and arrangement, with precious plants, but no one took care of it, and the flowers and plants grew wildly.

It's like a down-and-out but still arrogant aristocratic girl, clearly unable to maintain a luxurious life, but still uncompromising on her exquisiteness, taking the deacon to drink tea and enjoy the flowers in the afternoon.

Letana nodded in satisfaction.

But Dalia didn't have so many twists and turns. Seeing Laitana looking at herself all the time, she was a little confused. She was about to open her mouth, but she stopped her with a finger, and her voice was a little disgusted: "Don't talk, what do you say when you say something?" The atmosphere is gone."

Dalia: "..." She kept silent.

Laitana walked around from behind her, bent over her, and looked at her with a clean, appreciative look.

Leitana is really good-looking, her eyes under the curled eyelashes are as deep and shining as two colored glasses, her nose is straight, her face is clean, and her blond hair is like the sunshine bursting out of a waterfall.

Then she was still wearing a tuxedo with a serious look, a little silver pocket watch chain was exposed at the neckline, and she bent down respectfully, with a tall and beautiful waistline.

"Hmm..." Dahlia had never been treated like this before, her face was so angry that she wanted to hide.

A little late.Leitana looked at it, put her finger into her mouth, her teeth bit the skin, and blood drops like little cherries ooze out.

Her shadow magnified in front of Dalia, and her fingertips lightly brushed her lips——

As a result, the noble girl's pale face with cyan veins was faintly visible, her lips suddenly brightened, and her eyes were bright red, so red that it was dark... She was very white, and her gorgeous clothes in this winter garden were like a subtle black and white painting. ——The color suddenly lit up.

She is like a young princess, noble, aloof, indifferent, imposing...but she is as bright as a flower.

Like a vampire.

……

"It's so pretty..." Letana realized that her old enemy was really beautiful, a thin, pale, gorgeous beauty.

"Want to suck blood? My lord Duke." She smiled narrowly, leaned closer to her soft neck, and said in a hoarse voice, "I am your food."

Dalia didn't know about vampires, so she didn't understand her spy either, she just opened her beautiful black eyes and said quietly: "Why do you want to suck blood?"

Laitana was overjoyed, and said in her heart that she had never seen a dragon so calm after smelling blood: "It seems that you really don't have the temper of a dragon at all!"

"You just—" Dahlia was taken aback, she frowned slightly just now, but she was attracted by another one.

Leitana stretched out towards her, looking like a gentleman, but her voice was light and natural, and her domineering tone showed that she could not refuse: "Come and dance, little princess!"