In the evening, when the little dragoon had a routine meeting with their father, the dragoon father noticed the change in his daughter, and the little girl revealed a hint of uprightness.

Waving his son away, Dragoon Daddy decided to talk to his daughter and let her tell her about everything that happened today, all of them, and everything in every detail. When his daughter finished speaking, Dragoon Daddy touched his chin and asked, "Are you sure that the cat with only one eye is in danger for you?"

"Yes. The little dragon girl nodded.

"Lying in that idiot's arms, not getting up, just opening one eye?"

The little dragon girl nodded affirmatively.

The dragoon father muttered in a low voice, "This thing is evil, even if he is a bobcat, it is impossible to threaten you." ”

The little dragon girl protested dissatisfiedly: "You didn't notice it before, did you!? You put your beloved daughter in danger like this." You only warned to be respectful to his squire Dany, and yesterday you said that my brother could beat people with a broomstick, but I didn't do anything to them with my sword today. How can we believe you with your eyes?"

The dragoon father, with a helpless face, waved his daughter away......

Looking at his daughter's back, he was very satisfied, his daughter's performance was much better than his son! Under pressure, he actually stimulated his fighting spirit. But when I thought about it, everyone said that the son was like herself, and the daughter was like her mother, and I felt a little tight.

......

Today the weather is good, it is a good day for hunting. Hunting in the Northland is a very dangerous activity. When the Northland people walk on this land, they must also maintain enough vigilance and respect in the face of some dangerous beasts. The Northlanders will not invade the territory of some powerful beasts at will, and these powerful beasts will also avoid the settlements of the Northlanders. When the two sides intersect, it is more about baring their teeth at each other to show the bottom line, and then taking a step back, pretending that nothing happened, going back to their respective homes, and looking for their own mothers. Perhaps, this kind of encounter will also become the capital of a certain drunken bragging, such as what Lao Tzu also encountered back then, the cat and dog Lao Tzu was too lazy to clean up, or he was too lazy to move when he was full......

Hunting is a matter of wisdom. A good hunter will not run around chasing his prey or forcing his prey to turn around desperately, but care and observation accompany the whole process of hunting.

At this moment, Bran had some admiration for this group of knights of the Legation, many of whom were not coming to the Northland for the first time, nor were they participating in the hunt for the first time, but they still listened carefully to the warnings of the Northlanders, without the slightest impatience.

Bran carefully observed the people around him, and noticed an interesting phenomenon, even the idle freelancers listened very carefully to the seemingly trivial hunting matters. On the other hand, a group of weak aristocrats, women and children are mostly eager to try, and their eyes are full of impatience. Is this the difference between guarding and being guarded? Guarding a person needs to be meticulous and consider various situations, for fear of missing something. And are the people being guarded really worth protecting? Watch some of them point fingers, drive their knights at this moment, interrupt their listening.

Bran has some bad premonitions, there are a lot of people this year, I'm afraid there will be chaos. This group of powerless guys, most of them are good at stabbing Lou Zi, this is the Northland, once you provoke the existence that shouldn't be provoked, how many knights' lives do you need to fill?

......

Bran watched as Erin rode her two-legged dragon breaker running over, standing alongside him defiantly, and squinting at Bran on his horse. Bran also rode on a horse, of course, and was a tall adult pony in the Northlands, unlike any other little kid, the little girl rode on a young or short pony. But he was held in Dani's arms, and the black cat was still squatting on the horse's buttocks.

Don't think about useless details, Bran comforted himself with this, at least the little kids need to look up when they look at me. Well, Bran is now so high, facing all kinds of stares from all the little girls and boys.

A hound ran up to Bran's horse and barked at him, Bran didn't care, which bastard was naughty, and after a while the adults found out, came out to stop it, and passed. But things were somewhat unexpected, and after waiting for a while, the pesky dog did not leave. It may have been the indifference on Bran's side that added to its courage, and it began to let out a more threatening growl. The truth is that until now, Bran, Dany, Flowey, and the sitting horse have not looked at it squarely.

Bran tilted his head, looked at Erin on the side, and asked impatiently, "Is it yours?"

Erin gave a wicked smile, "No. ”

Bran ignored her, but Erin didn't let him go, asking, "You just believe me?"

"Well, it's worth believing that the little girl who can't be scared and cry by my flowers. ”

Erin's face suddenly flushed, she gritted her teeth, and her hand unconsciously touched the sword at her waist, so she felt the danger again, and the black cat squatting on the horse's ass opened its eyes that had been squinting and stared at her.

And the dragon rider father not far away, was peeking at the black cat, and there was nothing special on the outside, so where did the sense of danger come from?

Perhaps feeling that he had had enough of amusing the little girl, Bran closed his eyes and ignored his surroundings, and the black cat Flowey narrowed his eyes almost synchronously. So the pressure of the little dragon girl disappeared, which made her feel a little powerless, would she be afraid of a cat?

......

The barking of the dog in his ears became more and more chaotic, and Bran opened his eyes. He found that there were dozens of hounds in front of him. Bran gasped helplessly, the trees wanted to be quiet and the wind did not stop, did these people find this interesting? And what purpose did this have? What purpose could it achieve? Bran was a little speechless about these idle aristocrats who had money and leisure, they didn't necessarily have much malice, but they were good at coaxing the seedlings.

Erin asked curiously, "What are you gasping for?"

"It's not bad that these hounds can follow their owners all the way, but it's a pity to die here. ”

"Your popularity is really poor, and none of those Northlanders stand up for you. ”

"Well, it's pretty bad. I won't help them when they kill. ”

"Why?"

"Because it's not enough to kill. Step out of the way, save yourself a splash of blood. ”

"You're going to kill someone? Erin said badly, but the light in her eyes betrayed her.

This is also a violent woman, not a good person. Bran commented in his heart.

"Since they are willing to give up their own children, what am I not willing to give?"

"Where's the matter, kid?"

"On the ground, this pile of dog stuff. - You don't have one, do you?"

"Nope. ”

"That's good. ”

Then, Erin blinked, feeling something was wrong.

......

Erin watched Bran pat Dany's hand, just when she thought Dany would kill, Bran jumped out of Dany's arms, she saw Bran in the air after the back of the placket rose and shrank, a pair of short knives fell into her hands, and then the knife light dispersed, like a summer river, sparkling with a little silver light, and then the light dissipated, as if in a dream.

Erin had never seen such a beautiful sword light, so she was a little stupid and turned a blind eye to the blood of dogs.

The killing was only for a moment, and the surrounding women and children only saw Bran dance a light and shadow after he landed, but most of the knights knew that the two short knives gradually left their hands after unfolding, and the dancing behind them was all controlled by the thin chain connecting the hilt, but the light and shadow also interfered with their vision, and they couldn't see too clearly. How did he manage it so finely?

The hound that had taken the lead in barking at Bran was alive and the only one alive. Only the front and hind legs were injured, and they wailed and fled into the distance. Bran followed unhurriedly, and Dani drove his horse behind Bran. Under the gaze of almost everyone, the hound ran towards the family. In the midst of the family, Bran sees an old acquaintance - Radish.

Facing Bran who was approaching and Dani behind him, Radish was also a crisp one, and directly pulled his family to the ground. Even the injured dog followed his master's example and lay down, leaving Bran rather speechless......

He heard onlookers clapping their hands and shouting for a good hunt.