At Otto's side, the frightened Orion hurried away with the crying boy, and a noble lady who had been waiting outside the door rushed up and hugged the little boy, kneeling on the ground and weeping silently. The process of slaying the dragon in the pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info only lasted for a short minute, and everything ended in a flash of light, and everyone was still in a short state of confusion.

Frederick turned his head to see that Filia was lying limply under the wall, her red dress turned up to cover her head, and that the once sassy and handsome steel boots were now folded softly on the grass, revealing an elegant, snow-white stocking, motionless as if dead.

Ryan was nailing the last of the yellow raptors to the wall, and the musket poked into the dragon's mouth, blasting the entire wall with one shot.

Frederick limped towards Philia, and shouted anxiously, "Filia, knight chief!!, hey, are you dead, move a little, you're gone!"

Felia didn't move.

Frederick felt that the ten meters away from Filia were longer than the distance between birth and old death—the closer he got from her, the more frightened he became, and he screamed at her and scolded her in a panic, begging her legs to move a little, or at least not to move like a cold corpse!

When he knelt beside Philia, his hands trembled and he didn't dare to touch her, and his face was full of fear, "What if I touch her and it's cold? What if I open it and see that it's a corpse?" For some reason, he remembered that when he had made a fool and jumped into the arena, Filia landed beside him without hesitation—and as soon as the image came out, his internal organs were burned to the point that he could not breathe.

Suddenly, under the red skirt snorted: "What are you doing?" Naughty and curious, full of vitality.

Frederick's heart ached, and she lifted the skirt that covered her head, and saw Filia blink twice, her thick and beautiful eyelashes fluttering like butterfly wings. Then Filia sat up, tilted her head to arrange her hair, pulled her skirt to cover her stockings, looked at him and snorted, "It's a pity that I didn't scare you - what the hell are you doing kneeling there without making a sound?"

He suddenly laughed, hating her naughtiness while loving her seriousness, and the gratitude in his heart was like a hot spring blowout, and he couldn't help but hug Filia hard, rubbing her silky red hair with his face, and said ecstatically, "Thank you, Filia." ”

Felia was suddenly violently embraced, felt that her chest was flattened, and waved her hands at a loss, before she slowly fell down her hands, Peugeot's face gradually turned red and hot, and she lowered her eyelashes and said "um" shamefully, neither daring to hug him, nor bearing to push him, her body fell stiffly on his shoulder, her eyes flashed, and her eyes were so moved that her eyes were shining.

Elena bit her handkerchief, saw the two of them hugging each other on the 5th floor, her eyebrows stood up, the vinegar floated for a second, and suddenly she breathed a sigh of relief, and muttered overdrafted: "It's okay, scare me to death." Tired and rejoicing, like a sailor who had survived the catastrophe, he foamed with joy with relief, and with his skirt in his hands, he threw his father's anger behind him, and pushed away the crowd and rushed to see him. In the blink of an eye, Elena walked into the arena with her skirt up, carefully dodging the blood stains one after another, and ran towards Frederick with two lines of Praetorian Guards, reaching out to pick his ear: "Can you not scare me like this?"

Frederick groaned, looked up at the Empress, and muttered, "Be careful, many people can see you!"

Elena pressed the reproach of love and hate, bent down and reached out, to squeeze Filia's little hand, and helped her up herself, her eyes flickered at the knight for a second, and suddenly hugged Filia hard, and muttered in a crying voice: "Thank you, Filia." ”

Filia thought that the Empress was sentimental, so she easily stroked Her Majesty's back and coaxed her softly: "Don't be afraid, I have killed the female fire dragon, and it is no problem to deal with the bird dragon species." The subjects are watching, and you should show your majesty. ”

Elena wiped her tears and nodded, and when she pushed Filia away, she was already expressionless, cold and arrogant, quietly raised Frederick's left hand, and raised her head and announced:

"Mercy, valor, honor, sacrifice. In the name of the God of the Holy See, and with the authority of the Emperor of the HRE Empire, I entitle Count Frederick and Lieutenant Philia, and give him the title of Dragon Slayer, and a reward of five hundred gold coins. May the warriors of the knights be brave and the fortune of the eternal majesty!

"The HRE Empire lives on forever!" the fanatical aristocrats of the Empire repeated the slogan of the Empress, and the speculative capitalists, nationalist aristocrats, and well-established military officers Van Klee all joined forces to shout a generous and magnificent slogan:

"May the warriors of the knights be brave and the fortune of Henglong!

The gears turned, the steel fence slowly rose, and the fanatical officers Van Cleek desperately climbed over the window and rushed into the arena, throwing the badly wounded Frederick and Filia into the air, re-catching them, and cheering enthusiastically: "Dragon Slayer Knight!

Frederick almost couldn't hold back and almost died in mid-air, and Filia couldn't help but hold down her skirt, but she couldn't help but turn her head to look at him, and when she saw him with a bitter face, she was afraid that something would happen to him, and immediately shouted, "Enough, enough, let me down." ”

As Elena left the arena, she glanced up at the fifth floor, and saw the old king standing condescendingly behind the railing, glaring at herself, and then brushed her sleeves away.

The Sith and the two Dreadnought Knights were turned into unattended ornaments, standing at the entrance of the arena like potted plants, bustling with people, but all talking about Frederick and Philia, the dragon slayers, using the three Dreadnought Knights of Sirisa as a setting.

Sisne shook the placket of the prince's messenger, and asked unwillingly: "The prince asked us to rub it, I have only rubbed it for a minute, why is there nothing wrong with us?"

The Prince's messenger impatiently shook off the Sith's hand, put his hands in his sleeves, and said angrily: "It is obvious that you do not have a good understanding of the spirit of the document issued by the Prince-'s grasp of it, it cannot be late, nor early', you are too late, and before you have time to rush out, they will steal the limelight." ”

The Sith asked angrily, "So we rented the space, caught the birds and dragons, and lost manpower in order to lift Frederick to the sky?"

The Prince's messenger said, "If it weren't for your safety, how could the hunter have poisoned the Yellow Dragon King beforehand? It's up to you. ”

"......," Sith didn't say a word, and the messenger had turned and walked away, walking faster and faster, turning into a trot, and finally the soles of his feet were greased.

"Although our scheduled dragon slaying show lasts for ten minutes, if you fight to the death for your life, you will indeed see it in a minute. The fearless knight behind sighed truthfully: "We have a different reason for swinging the sword from him, and we are already people from two worlds." After all, the Orions were still only three dead, and the Prince ordered us to wait until the number of Orions was 13 dead, and we just obeyed the order, and did not disobey the order. Relax Sith. ”

Annoyed, the Sith turned his head and walked away.

Because he had internal intelligence, the Sith also bought the heavy bet of "Orion died more than 12 people, 2:17", and invested half of his net worth into it, thinking that he could make a windfall with ironclad certainty, but he didn't expect to lose all his money. The Sith lost the money and didn't make any money before he could shout, so he was so angry that he went straight to the tavern in the evening. (To be continued.) )