Chapter 4 The good and the bad are the scenery
"What kind of place is the so-called homeland, and why do the dragons want to go back?" asked Elizabeth, bowing her head.
Maybe she misses her hometown too. Wood gave Elizabeth a few deep looks.
"I don't know how strong Doragon is, but if he can create this world, then it will definitely be as powerful as we have never heard of and cannot imagine. β
Everyone nodded, and Wood and Charlotte looked at each other, and the latter took over the conversation.
"Her Majesty Margaret was as powerful as she is thousands of years ago, but in all these millennia, she has never been able to take a step forward. Charlotte glanced at the crowd, "Do you know why?"
After thinking for a while, Sixteen raised his hand, "I understand, Margaret is the strongest state of the dragon clan in this dragon domain, if the dragon clan wants to become stronger, then it must return to the so-called 'land of glory'!"
"Clever. Charlotte nodded in appreciation of IQ Online's sixteen, thought about it and continued, "But it has nothing to do with us...... In other words, it has little to do with us now. β
"If it's really related to us, then it means ......," Wood smiled, "it means that we have become the strongest in this world, the kind of Saint Lytes, and only then can we be qualified to unite with the dragons who have surpassed the limits to do some great things." β
Everyone laughed too, for it seemed really far away and unrealistic for most adventurers.
But they are them, and they are different fireworks.
"If one day I become as strong as my father, then I will take over the position of head of the regiment of Boyens. Cisna sat on the ground with her arms folded. "I have a hunch that as long as we can live, then this day will not be as far away as others think. β
"yes, we're already masters. Wood stared into the palm of his hand, "Of all the adventurers you say right now, who is most likely to be the next legend?"
"The head of Loampett. Sixteen hugged his sister hard, his eyes flashing, "That woman, it's terrible." β
"That woman was really scary. Wood nodded, "She's strong...... But I'm more confident that Gladys will cross that chasm first and wear the crown of legend. β
"Gletis, Stottus?" Charlotte frowned.
"yes, or what other glorious Gladys?" Wood looked confused.
Charlotte rubbed her head, she felt a headache.
"I'd rather than this woman, Loampett's perverted head or ugly Jack boss become a legend first. β
"Why? Just because you don't agree with Gladys?"
"First of all, we just have different attitudes towards magic, that's all. Charlotte rubbed her temples, "You may find it confusing, but when I'm at the beach, I always feel like Gladys has become a little different. β
"Why didn't I feel it?" Wood thought as he rolled his eyes, "I think Gladys is normal!"
"That's because you don't have much contact with her!" Charlotte tossed out a cup of coffee, "I was her 'half friend'...... Anyway, my gut feeling was that something was different about her! β
"I guess it's an illusion. Wood took the coffee, not a drop dropped on the way here. Just wanted to drink, but when he saw Charlotte glaring at him, he wisely chose to give up.
You've drunk it.
"Why don't you take a hexagram for Gletis?"
"Can I still be reminded by you?" Charlotte sighed, "There are few people in this world who are completely surrounded by fog, you are half, and so is Her Royal Highness the princess of Beryans, and among the remaining few, the one that puzzles me the most is Gladys." β
Wood smiled and shook his head to show that he didn't understand.
Charlotte also smiled wryly and got up and patted Wood on the shoulder, then walked quickly out of the dragon's den.
Grace hurriedly put down the freshly brewed tea or coffee, hurriedly bowed to the crowd, and trotted to catch up with Charlotte.
Everyone left Hilda's lair for a new room, leaving Wood, Hisna, and Catherine.
"Unsweetened coffee...... Well, very perverted. Wood licked his lips.
"Are you a pervert?" said Hisna in a cold voice at the same time as another voice.
Wood turned his head to see Charlotte, who was looking down at him from above with her chin slightly raised.
Quite a queen.
"Do you care about that?" Wood looked at the coffee, then turned to look at Charlotte.
"I cared just now, but I don't care now!" Charlotte snorted coldly, "I don't want the cup that you touched!"
With the sound of hurried footsteps, Charlotte left the dragon's lair again without looking back.
Grace looked left and right, a small face full of confusion.
Wood smiled and handed over the pure black cup, Grace hesitated for a moment, but nodded at Wood and took the cup at the same time.
"Good night, sir. β
"Well, good night. β
......
Oh no! I forgot to tell them!
Charlotte and Wood patted their heads at the same time when they returned, they had just gone to talk about legends, and forgot the most important thing.
Forget it, it's the same for a good night's sleep and talk about it tomorrow.
There are several more small holes next to Hilda's Dragon's Lair, which is where the adventurers live, and the dragons who like gold also cover these places with a lot of gold.
As soon as you see it, you will find a golden floor and a golden bed, the kind that can sleep several people.
Catherine blushed and hugged Wood, who smiled and stroked her little head to let her follow Cisna.
Lying in bed, Wood couldn't sleep, he was thinking about a lot of things.
How is his little daughter Sylvia? Has she become more cute? I miss her so much just that I haven't seen her for a few days.
And Arthur and Sophia, are they fighting again? And little Harry, a little adult, seems to have to succumb to the "evil forces".
Wood couldn't help but sigh, Sophia would definitely be terrible in the future.
Then I thought of Betty, the girl who had been with him all the time...... is a mother, so she can be regarded as a real woman.
It's hard work, obviously you're as old as me.
Wood smiled softly, and he hugged the pillow like a girl who missed her lover, like she hugged Betty.
Is Betty hugging "him" like that?
And Jessica, the kind and generous girl who has always thought about him - there are many love stories, and Wood, a flowery man, has many loves.
But when he's with Jessica, he's always been the most relaxed.
And Alice, Lucy...... And then to the already deceased Harry.
He thought about those who didn't know when he started to accompany him, and he thought about it for a long time, sometimes smiling and sometimes reddening his eyes with emotion......
Thank you for everything you have been through, and thank you for accompanying me to the present.
The words are a little pale, but he will definitely do his best to live up to these feelingsβhe will, day by day, and grow again and again.
I closed my eyes, thought about those faces and words, and I didn't know when I finally fell asleep.
"The sun is good, but what's the matter with your dark circles?" Charlotte stretched.
"I'll go back to sleep and eat at noon...... Suddenly it occurred to me that you were awake, so call me again in the evening. Wood waved his hand and walked towards the room.
Yawning as she walked, Charlotte slept until noon and was full, but he ...... Grace, this little girl**... It's really good to get people up!
After all, it's a little maid who lives with Charlotte.
After another sleep, she was woken up again in the evening, and Grace smiled apologetically.
"Your Highness said that you want to exchange feelings with the dragon clan, and ask Mr. to prepare the barbecue together. β
"Before I can get down to business, I'm going to barbecue meat......" Wood rubbed his eyes in confusion, "Forget it, you go first, I'll be right away." β
"That ......" Grace clasped her hands to her chest, smiled awkwardly and bent down apologetically, "Your Highness said, please let Sir come with me!"
"I'm not wearing clothes. β
"Uh...... It doesn't matter, Grace just turns. β
"Okay, you can help me take off my pants and shirt on the ground. β
"Hmmm......"
"Can we eat the prey we have hunted here?" said Elizabeth, looking at the thighs of unknown creatures in front of her.
"No problem, this is no longer the place for system administration. Charlotte ate a bunch of meat after speaking, "Look, it's okay." β
Elizabeth nodded, although she didn't like Charlotte, she still had trust as a comrade-in-arms.
The big picture counts.
After hesitating to take the roast, Elizabeth took a careful bite......
"It's unpalatable!"
Charlotte tilted her head in confusion, she had always felt that her barbecue skills had improved.
"Don't give what you've baked to those dragons, I'm afraid they'll want to eat us all!"
As an enemy, Elizabeth hit Charlotte mercilessly.
Charlotte spread her hands, although she was very sad, but it seemed that she had to give up the craft of barbecue.
"Grace, are you slow to go on an outing, hurry up and get over here and do something!" Charlotte shouted into the distance.
Grace hurriedly lifted the hem of her skirt and ran briskly towards Charlotte.
The slow Wood glared at Charlotte with a helpless look, and Charlotte ignored him.
"Here, barbecue. Charlotte handed it to Grace.
Grace nodded, she knew it would be unpalatable, but she barely finished it with a smile on her face.
Angel, Charlotte not only hugged Grace, but also condemned her actions in her heart.
"Come, barbecue, Grace ate it and said it was delicious. β
Wood took the roast and looked at Elizabeth, who was shaking her head at him, and then at Grace, who was facing away from him without saying a word.
He hesitated, but still took a bite of it.
Chew your first bite......
"Why do you put so much salt in order to go to heaven!?" Wood angrily threw the roast meat on the ground.
"You can scold me, but you can't do that to my barbecue!" Charlotte stepped forward and looked up at Wood, a slight anger in her eyes. "It's all my brains!"
Although Wood is on the side of reason, looking at Charlotte like this, how does he feel that it is his own problem?
"Alright, alright...... Wood was a little weaker, "you don't do anything, just sit and wait for the food." β
"Go get it, wait for those hungry dragons to come, and if you don't see anything to eat, I'll give you to them as a dessert!"
"Cheng, then let's go to the dragon's stomach to study the dragon's body structure. β
Wood shrugged his shoulders and stepped forward to start the barbecue.
Actually, he's also a half-ass, but compared to Charlotte...... He has the confidence to make normal food.
Hilda is helping the adventurers call friends, but most of his friends are young dragons, and it is expected that the adventurers will prefer to see adult dragons on the battlefield.
Dragons are not the same as humans, even if Hilda has now been confirmed as the next dragon king, but ...... The fighters won't buy it.
Hilda was just a little imp who hadn't tasted blood in front of them.
The young dragons were very interested in his face, and soon got together to meet the humans in the story, and they kept talking and seemed very excited.
"Hilda, what are you doing?" the golden dragon hovered in the sky.
"Your Majesty. Hilda hurriedly flew into the air, her eyes full of adoration......
"They're going to barbecue?" said Margaret, laughing.
Looking at Hilda, who was squirming and squirming and didn't dare to say anything, she nodded understandingly and let out a roar towards the sky.
In less than a moment, countless dragons roared in response to the king's call, and they flew into the air towards Hilda's residence.
Margaret smiled and disappeared from place under the adoring gaze of the drakes.
"Ahh
"Are you, Your Majesty Margaret?" Wood asked in a cold sweat.
Damn, it's so scary!
"Well, it's me. As the voice came out, the golden dragon quickly turned into a human form.
"Listen to our future Majesty, you have a party?" asked Her Majesty, who was still curling her hair, with a smile.
"Yes, exchange feelings, otherwise wouldn't it be embarrassing to go to the battlefield in the future and not know who the other party is?" Charlotte smiled and shook Margaret's hand.
"Good idea, thanks to Hilda for bringing not the brainless Beamon and the dwarves or the stubborn elves...... I love you smart humans. β
"Maybe Your Majesty doesn't know......," Wood looked at the sky with a bitter face, "many races have been exterminated. β
Margaret nodded, then smiled again.
"I know what you're trying to say, but I've met Beamon, who have kept the spark of life alive in the harshest ice realms, and I've heard about the dwarves, and while I don't know what they've done, they're starting to get back on the stage of the world. β
The adventurers' faces were slightly surprised, and they all looked at each other a few times, and they all felt a trace of wonder and excitement.
"I didn't really know what it was like to be elves, but when I saw you," Margaret looked at Wood, "I smelled demons and angels and elves and sea tribes from you, and I almost didn't even see that you were still a human. β
"Haha......" Wood laughed a few times, and he didn't feel much like a human after hearing it.
Margaret looked at the ring on Wood's ring finger for a long, long time.
Wood knew what Margaret was looking at, and he raised his left hand, the ring engraved with Betty's initials glinting in the sunlight.
"This is my wedding ring. β
Then she lifted Margaret's caring right hand, the patterned old stone ring always smelling of the breeze and the sea.
There is also a smell of books.
"The smell you feel, partly from this thing. β
Margaret smiled and was silent for a moment, didn't ask more, just shook Wood's hand.
"Protect this ring, although I don't know where you got it, but I can feel that the existence that created this ring is countless times stronger than me. β
Wood nodded, then smiled and turned to point to a roast leg of lamb about the size of a human.
Margaret reached out to taste the human handiwork, but stopped halfway through.
"Please give me the kind of roast that you can eat with a small cherry mouth!" she gestured to the skewer next to her, "I think this is good, it should be quite elegant." β
With that, he reached out and grabbed the meat skewer, and Wood grabbed the Queen's hand with a quick hand.
"What's wrong?"
"It's nothing......," Wood chuckled, and Charlotte cleverly pulled out her knife and began to cut the meat.
Her Majesty Margaret, who is in human form, paid so much attention to etiquette and appearance, I really didn't expect it.
The roast leg of lamb was cut into small pieces, and Margaret ate the meat like a human, and she felt that it tasted good but ate it too slowly.
That's it.
Everyone was startled when the golden dragon suddenly appeared, and the dragon stretched out its claws and grabbed the leg of mutton that had not yet been cut.
Click, bite the bone.
"It tasted good, but the portion was too small. Margaret looked down, "Get that boar and I'll take it back to the palace later." β
The adventurer nodded, and Wood grabbed Grace, the stunned barbecue hand, and began a new round of preparations.
After a while, more and more dragons came running.
Margaret looked behind her and told her companions to turn into human form and eat meat in dragon language.
The banks of the river were soon filled with people, and Margaret grabbed the roasted boar and flew back.
Dragons are not fed, but fortunately these dragons listen to their kings and eat meat normally in human form.
After a while, some of the dragons also began to help with the barbecue.
They think it's delicious, it's easy to learn, and they can add it to their normal recipes later.
With the dragons joining, it was much easier for everyone to do things, and a few dragons flew in with barrels of wine.
When the evening arrived, the riverside was already very lively, and everyone was talking nonsense at the head of the cow, and after drinking anyway, they couldn't remember what they said.
The dragon roar that pops up from time to time is a little scary, but it's just scary.
Grace had grown accustomed to the atmosphere, and though she was still afraid, she was at least able to do things with trembling hands now.
It's just that I don't know if it's an illusion, she always feels that these dragons like to look at themselves, and while watching her, they are communicating something in dragon language, and they nod their heads from time to time.
Do you think I look delicious?
At the thought of this, Grace was so frightened that she sat down on the ground again, and buried her head between her legs, not daring to look at the dragon's eyes again.
"Don't worry, you look unpalatable to death. Eating Grace's kebabs, Charlotte whispered, "They just think your clothes are weird, and they're a bunch of perverted uniforms." β
"Really?"
"Really, when did I lie to you?"
Tomorrow and tomorrow lie to me and bully me every day. Grace wiped her tears and got up to continue the barbecue.
"I want to change my clothes. β
"We can't change it, if we change Wood, we will feel that there is nothing to love, and our friendship with the dragons will be shattered. β
"Really?"
"All said, when did I lie to you!?" Charlotte flicked Grace's little head.
Grace rubbed her forehead and immediately lowered her head again to continue roasting.
"Your Highness, I like you. β
"Well, I know, but my world doesn't need love - that's not lying to you. β
"Well, Grace sees. β
The little maid bowed her head and said no more with a smile, leaving only a tumbling piece of flesh in her pupils.
Charlotte took a sip of her wine, sighed and took two steps forward, paused and sighed again, went back to leave a handkerchief, and patted her little head in the cranky mind before going elsewhere.
There were footsteps everywhere nearby, but the only one she remembered was the footsteps, and she would never be confused.
After that footstep disappeared, the smile finally disappeared. The girl in the maid costume covers her face with her somewhat greasy hands.
She didn't want to be seen on her face at the moment, and she didn't want tears to fall.
But tears still welled up, and she hesitated, but still did not pick up the handkerchief in the moonlight.
He took out a handkerchief from his bosom that had been sewn with a difficult pattern, wiped his tears, and after a while, he made sure that he could hold back, and then disposed of the pieces of meat in front of him with a smile.
Her eyes were red, and the corners of her eyes swept over the moonlit handkerchief from time to time - she felt bad, but she wouldn't cry again today.
I will never be as brave as I was again.
Never.