"So your brother is busy messing with a bunch of slaves. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 The new king of Grenada said that he seemed to be in his usual melancholy, but there was anxiety and annoyance in his eyes that no one else could see.

"After all, he's been away from Grenada for a while, and the influence of others counts," Mitkot said, not saying that many people thought it was because Cremar was half of the blood of the Eya Elves in his body - the enemies of the Red Dragon, and although they were highly skilled, agile, and magically powerful, most of the Grenadians still despised them For all the kindness and gentleness of the elves, weakness and incompetence were to the Grenadas, who whispered in the shadows that the new king had made a wrong decision.

"How is the Dragon's Tooth now?" the new king asked again.

"It's a little bit fluctuating, but everything is still under control. Mitkot replied, kneeling on one knee at his father's feet, and when he looked up, he could see that his father was playing with a piece of adamantite gold, which was harder than black iron and steel, like a soft piece of clay between the dragonborn's fingers, and he knealed it into this shape and from that shape to that shape, "Some not-so-peaceful fellows are about to move—father, do you think I should dispose of them on my behalf, or wait for Cremar to take care of these maggots himself?"

The new king's fingers paused, and a terrible pressure poured down, and Mitkot lowered his head deeply, and warm droplets of water seeped from his hair, from the hairline to his forehead, and then were blocked by thick eyebrows, and finally dripped down, and soon condensed a small dark mark on the ground: "Do you have a grudge?" the new king asked, his voice not a trace of dangerous temptation, but more curiosity: "I took the dragon's tooth from you, and gave it to someone who seemed to be completely inferior to you. ”

Mitkot was also a dragonborn, even though his mother was a human, a powerful and evil human, he was ambitious, and never felt that he would be inferior to Kelmen and Kels, let alone the youngest brother, "The dragon's tooth was never mine," he said frankly, "everyone knows that there is only one true master of the dragon's tooth, and that is you, my majesty, my master, my father, and I have only the privilege of serving you. I must say that I can't be dissatisfied with something that never existed, that's ridiculous. ”

"And what about doubts?" encouraged the new king, "I know you must have many questions, say, my dear Mitkot, my son, I am in a good mood to-day, and you can ask whatever question you want, and if you can answer it, I will give you the answer, and if you can't, I will not be angry or hurt you." ”

Mitkot hesitated, he did have something to puzzle about, if the new king didn't say that, he would never say it, or even show it, but since the new king had brought it up, he thought that if he could understand his father's intentions more thoroughly, then he might be able to complete the task given by his father more perfectly......

The new king waited calmly, he was always very tolerant of his eldest son, like the one who had only recently returned to him, as for Kelmen and Kels, he was not like their father, they were not like his children, but since they were proud of the children of the red dragon, let them go, sometimes the new king would laugh at their childishness, so many years, it would allow a mortal family to reproduce ten or more generations in a row, and they were still blindly chasing the tail of the red dragon mother.

No one knows better than the new king that the red dragon is an extremely selfish creature, that everything they do is for themselves, and for them, even the descendants are enemies. The reason why Greday allows his children to build nests around him is only to use their power - this is because they are all powerful and terrifying dragons, and as for the Dragonborn, isn't there enough Grenada now?Why is Greday so fond of Ostar? is because this Dragonborn has shown a unique ability to bring her countless gold coins and intelligence, or else, is it because Ostar has a beautiful face?

But just when he thought he was about to get a response from his eldest son, Mittkot hunched his back vigilantly and rested his hand on his dagger.

"Who is it?" Apparently looking for another opportunity, the new king tapped his fingers on the armrest of his chair in disgust.

"Forgive me, Your Majesty. A maid moved and appeared in their field of vision: "I don't mean to disturb you - I just have a very urgent matter to report to His Highness Mittkot." ”

"What's the matter?" said Mitkot, his eyebrows furrowed tightly, for he knew there was nothing important, and even if they hadn't said they needed to be quiet, no one would bother.

"Your first captain," said the maid, "he is dead." ”

Mitkot stood up, and the new king sighed, "It seems that it is really a matter of importance," he said, "go and see, Mitkot, before all traces are annihilated." ”

An ugly crimson appeared on the face of the eldest son of the new king, and shame (in view of his previous words), and anger, as we said before, the first detachment was the most numerous, the most well-equipped, and the most elite of the Dragon's Tooth detachments, and they could also be said to be the guards of Mitkot, and their captain could imagine how powerful - He was a powerful warlock, but he also had an innate talent for martial arts, and the best of the Dragon's Tooth Knights could only last a hundred rounds under his men, and he died so suddenly. Mitkot and he were well aware that there would be some inevitable chaos during this time, and that someone might take advantage of the opportunity to do something, and he should have been on his guard.

Mitkot hurried away, and the maid was stopped when she bowed to the new king and was about to leave, and the new king made a gesture to her: "Give me a little blood wine, and Kedi will ask for honey." ”

The maid took a whole bottle of honey from a nearby room and cut open her arm, letting the blood flow into the wine.

"I like the blood in the wine," said the new king, "is it your blood?" the maid bowed her head silently in approval, and the new king smiled and held out his hand to her, "sit on my knees, good boy." He said, "Let me take a closer look at you." ”

No maid would refuse the new king, except for those beside Gredi, of course, whose bodies were soft and hot, and the new king drank a large sip of blood wine and put his lips on her neck, which were probably hotter than the body of the maid.

The maid could feel it move over her skin before stopping in her throat, the new king's fangs ripping open her arteries before she realized the danger.

She struggled, but the new king's hand was so strong that her struggle grew weaker and weaker until it was gone. (To be continued.) )