In the hot summer, the whole imperial capital is like an incomparably huge brazier, and the leaves of those street trees on the street hang listlessly, and on such an afternoon, it seems that those birds are hiding in the shade.

I think if it weren't for Weiyang Lake, maybe the summer here wouldn't be able to stay at all.

In addition to a few white clouds like cotton candy in the clear blue sky, there was also a gorgeous floating city, and I sometimes wondered if the summer in that royal city would be as hot as the ground, or maybe there would be a cool wind there.

Maybe if you have time, you should ask Ying Li, I think she must know that she has been to that splendid palace.

A big yellow dog was lying under the shade of the plane tree at the door, with a tongue sticking out of his head, wheezing violently, squinting his eyes and staring at Ebola curiously, even though little Ella had repeatedly said to the neighbor's big yellow dog, 'Deborah is her own'. But the dog still seemed to stubbornly feel that he should keep an eye on her.

Maybe Deborah's wild aura hasn't been cleared yet, maybe it's because of the unique wings on her back, maybe it's because she still has the smell of the harpy, in short, she's not liked by the big yellow dog.

However, on the way home, I patiently told Deborah some common sense knowledge, at least so that she would not hurt ordinary civilians on the street for no reason, and would not anger Deborah because someone peeked at us on the way.

The Imperial People have a strong curiosity, but they are all very friendly, they like to help others, just like the city is well kept, the Imperial Capital people are very well-behaved, they like to build every yard square, they are also used to clean and tidy roads, they will despise those who do not follow or break the rules.

They would think that they were from the countryside, just like when I first came to the capital with Ruka, and I was despised by Quentin Bussman and his friends, because I was not dressed decently.

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Deborah and little Ella sat under the pergola, staring at each other with big eyes on each other.

Little Ella tried several times to see her wings hidden in her clothes, but she was unsuccessful, and she refused to give up.

Originally, I was worried that Deborah's wild nature would be difficult to eliminate and hurt little Ella, but I didn't expect that the two of them could get along best.

Deborah was very interested in everything, and her eyes were full of all kinds of curiosity, she plucked a leaf from the golden alfalfa on the lawn and tasted it in her mouth like Ruka the Minotaur, she looked curiously at the dagger at little Ella's waist, wanted to touch the hunting bow hanging on the wall, and drooled at the chicken on the kitchen cutting board.

The descendant of the Queen of the Eagle has a special preference for chicken, and she eats almost all of her drumsticks for lunch, much to Ella's displeasure.

"This chicken belongs to everyone, you should learn to share!" Although little Ella's eyes widened, she was still very upset to find that Deborah's fair face hidden in the big hood was very delicate, and then she subconsciously looked back at me.

"Chicken, I like it so much, I'm hungry, I don't want to share ......it! Can the two of us ...... Share?" she asked, pointing to the delicate dagger that little Ella was hanging from her waist.

Deborah still has a little bit of the nature of the Harpy clan in her bones - greed. (Albeit only slightly)

"This was given to me by a friend, and I can't share it with you. But the food is for everyone I have prepared to share, and it belongs to everyone here, and we didn't eat at noon, and we were all hungry......" Little Ella chattered and argued with Deborah, but most of the time, it was little Ella who was talking non-stop in Balabala.

Deborah doesn't speak much in the imperial capital, and she is also very unfamiliar, although she really wants to communicate with little Ella, but basically she only listens.

It can be seen that little Ella must have suffered some hardships when she first entered the imperial capital, she was ostracized by others, cold-eyed or something, but she has no one to talk to, Karantso only knows that she is more independent, which belongs to the life rules of orcs.

But I didn't know that little Ella was living alone here, leaving her friends, leaving the familiar village and that land, and coming to the imperial capital, slowly becoming familiar with the rules here, learning how to get along with people, having a lot of experience, and also having a lot of setbacks, and now I see Deborah, this harpy who has lost her memory has lost her memory, her heart is as pure as a blank paper, and she is very curious about many things.

As a result, Deborah became Little Ella's most loyal listener, and she liked to listen to Little Ella's stories about the things in the imperial capital.

According to him, the weeds pulled out under the scorching sun on the lawn, and the weeds pulled out under the scorching sun can only be prevented from growing more weeds by exposing them to the slate, and the rainy season has come, as long as it rains, it will not take three days for those weeds on the lawn to emerge quickly.

Ruka wore oversized shorts, his muscular upper body looked shaggy, sweat soaking his gray linen shorts with fluff running down his body, and he squatted on the lawn to look like a giant mountain of meat.

He has grown a little taller recently, fortunately, when he ordered that set of 'Adamantite Demon Pattern Heavy Armor', even if it was designed according to Ruka's size, but considering that it was more comfortable to wear, and considering that maybe he would return to El City in the future, and he would become a falcon in the winter to hunt barbarians in the ice and snow outside the city, so the size was much larger when he was customized, at least he could wear a set of warm cotton clothes inside the armor.

In fact, many times, I envy Ruka very much, the Minotaur belongs to the kind of natural warrior, even if he lies in the pergola all day and sleeps, his strength is slowly growing, for Ruka, mowing the lawn is a good practice, for this reason, he even takes care of the lawns on both sides of the street outside the yard.

Not long after Ruka lived here, the neighbors knew that there lived in this house a minotaur from the Pai Plateau, who had a gentle personality and loved flowers. Most of the neighbors around them are kind-hearted.

They usually have pity for little Ella, but little Ella, who has a stubborn personality, doesn't like gifts from outsiders.

They will also peek at the beautiful Caterina, and may point fingers at her bewitching figure standing on the terrace in a sundress, but for such a redhead with big white legs and a beautiful face, the reason why the men around them dare not rashly approach it is because the eyes of the women around them are aimed at it, and if the men of any family have the heart of peeping, it will be known to the whole street overnight, and the women will not befriend Caterina, most of them because of self-shame or self-esteem.

The women in the imperial capital are still very proud, and they don't want to just be green leaves that set off the red flowers.

In this way, only Ruka got along with the neighbors most harmoniously, whether standing in the yard or walking on the street, some men or women greeted him, and Ruka's humble voice and fluent imperial Chinese also made him gain a lot of favor. There were even some naughty children who would run up to him and beg Ruka to sit on his shoulder and pick apples from the trees.

Normally, Ruka would not refuse such a request, and sometimes Ruka would even entertain the children with herb-baked wheat cakes with a moorish flavor.

However, these children were very afraid of little Ella and did not dare to break into the courtyard easily. It is said that the children are afraid of little Ella's fists.

But it seems to me that this is also very good, at least it will avoid a lot of trouble, and who knows when the naughty little ones will break in, after all, there are still a lot of secrets hidden in this house.

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Caterina stood in front of the drying rope on the terrace on the second floor, hanging her laundry on it, the harsh sunlight shining from behind her and shining on my face.

I lay on the bench in the courtyard, squinting at her well-proportioned body, the two slender and round legs looked full of vitality in the soft nightdress, the long red hair was tied into a ponytail at the back of her head, she seemed to feel my gaze, turned her head to me and smiled sweetly, the gentleness of water, suddenly melted in my heart.

In those days in El City, I dreamed countless times of the magic caravan more than ten meters long, dreamed of the sun shining through the car window into the narrow bedroom, the white sheets, the soft and fluffy quilt, lying in Katerina's fragrant arms, listening to her whispering this beautiful ballad in my ear, opposite Sister Singh's bed, occasionally Uncle Fred would sneak in to spend Spring Festival with Sister Singh, and I would also dream of the empty truth who washed our clothes, and I don't know how she is doing in Haiyinsi now.

Caterina seems to prefer such a calm day as now, and the red-haired girl who was once full of youth and vitality has now become a sexy and mature beautiful redhead......

There was the neighing of a war horse at the entrance of the street in the distance, and then a few women's reprimands came from the street, and several children ran past the door, and seeing their panicked appearance, they knew that they must be in trouble.

Of course, little Ella would not miss such a bustle, she ran out of the pergola, not caring about the scorching sun, and ran to the door to look out.

Deborah followed curiously, her wings bound in the gray apprentice's robes, making it difficult for her to balance well, and she walked like a duckling by the lake.

On such a hot summer, with a large hood over her head, she looked like an indescribably strange feeling, but she unconsciously leaned over to the wooden fence and stood with little Ella to look out.

Ruka the Minotaur got up from the lawn in the yard and asked aloud to a child who had run away, "Little Tom, what happened?"

When a galloping child heard Ruka's shout, he immediately stopped, turned his head and replied loudly: "We were playing hide and seek on the side of the road, Jane didn't notice the noble knight's horse, she was the one who blocked the way and was almost stepped on by the knight's horse, it was all Jane's fault!"

A short man huddled next to him immediately chimed in, "Yes, it's Jane's fault, her mother is teaching her a lesson." ”

The faces of the two children were covered with sweat and dust, and the skin of their arms was red from the scorching sun on the outside of their clothes, and the sweat flowed down their cheeks, as if leaving a dry river on their faces, and the two children were embarrassed.

The older kid who was called Little Tom by Ruka added, "But the knight is a gentleman, and he doesn't blame Jane." ”

The little man next to him immediately followed: "Yes, he is a good man, he does not blame Jane, he is a great gentleman." ”

The boy named Tom looked a little impatient, glared at the little man fiercely, then shrugged his shoulders at Ruka, and seeing that Ruka didn't ask anything more, he said to the little man, "Let's go play over there, it's not safe here." ”

The little man hurriedly chimed in and said, "Okay, let's go over there to play, we should have thought of playing over there a long time ago, this time we don't want to take those girls with us, they will only make things worse except for chattering and arguing......"

The two children ran away.

Little Ella crouched on the wooden fence at the door, with a helpless face, and said to Deborah: "See, the people in the imperial capital are all like this, they are all so old, and they are not mature at all, if they are in our orc village, they should all go to the forest to collect herbs, but what are they doing?" The other day, that little Tom actually tried to pull out a wooden fence in my yard to make a wooden sword, and I kicked him in the ass, and guess what happened? He was actually beaten to tears by me......"

Listening to little Ella's complaints, I realized what the difference was between the children of the orc tribe and the children of the empire.

Orc children are able to participate in the rite of passage at the age of twelve, and they learn to survive alone in the wild at an early age.

But what about these children of the Empire, who were only just reaching the age of school at the age of twelve, and who even learned something in the academy, they didn't even know the cruelty of war and the meaning of survival.

Perhaps in times of peace, for these children of the empire, their lives were stable and happy.

But if war breaks out, these children will need blood and tears to help them grow.

That's why little Ella is so disdainful in her eyes.

At this moment, a black-scaled horse wrapped in black iron armor came from the side of the street and stopped slowly in front of my house.

The Prince of Wales, dressed in a black magical costume with a delicate magic sword hanging from his waist and a knight's spear hanging from the hook of the saddle bridge, rode slowly from the side of the street, followed by a group of knights in costumes, all dressed in delicate magic patterns, all majestic.

The Prince of Wales parked the black horse under the plane tree, and when he looked up, he saw Caterina on the terrace in a thin nightdress walking back to the room with a wooden basin, and the expression on her sullen face instantly became very complicated.

Astonished......

Enlightenment......

Smile......

Lose......

Lament......

Recall......

Chagrin......

Deprecating......

Those expressions were expressed on the face of the Prince of Wales, who tilted his head, his raised Adam's apple twitching slightly, and his eyes fell on Katarina's body, with a hint of regret and regret in his eyes. His eyes wandered back and forth over Katerina's body, his lips pursed slightly, but he did not speak.

At this time, Caterina seemed to stop consciously, slowly turned to look back, and happened to see Wales riding under the plane tree, Caterina instantly looked a little embarrassed, and bowed to Wales.

His gaze slowly changed from surprise to enlightenment, and he couldn't help but show a wry smile at Katarina, the loss on his face that could not be concealed, sighed softly, his eyes seemed to be trapped in memories, and infinite remorse and a faint self-deprecation appeared on his face.

"Hey, Katarina, it seems like we haven't seen each other in a long time!" said Wales to Caterina, "so the person you've been waiting for so long is Jiga!"