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65. Natalia and Layla

Despite the fact that the poetess sheltered herself, the soldiers did not stop watching the area.

Well, after all, why would a bard have knowledge that would make a nation respect him?

Obviously has such a powerful ability, but he is just an ordinary bard?

Of course I don't believe Alice's nonsense, and I believe that there is only one bard like her in this [world] than her perfunctory self-introduction that is just a passing bard.

After all, how can a weak chicken profession like a bard, which is a literary crepe, have the power to stun the dragon clan with one blow?

That's why I've been careful to avoid Alice's completely untouched magic Jean Margrette, lest she be knocked out of the skull in the swoop by a careless move.

And Alice may have judged that I am now just a [dragon girl from another world who has been affected by the transfer of power], and I have to take refuge with her in order to escape from the imperial army...... Plus I'm really weak, although I'm a dragon, but I can't even beat a new generation of sword saints...... In short, it was very laissez-faire.

But to say laissez-faire is to only indulge in Alice's tent. There is a ban on the tent, and I can't take this ban if I don't know how to do it.

So in the past few days in this world, I couldn't go out, so I had to flip through the books that Alice had put in the tent.

Then I regretted that I couldn't understand the content of the book, even though the strange characters on it were translated into the Chinese I was most familiar with, but when the fonts were completely arranged in the final order, I still couldn't understand the content, because the sentences in the book were all extremely awkward Chinese......

Not to mention the premise that my language is not good...... Why are books in the world of Western fantasy painting translated into classical Chinese!?

After being destroyed by reality once again and becoming a master, I had no choice but to read some storybooks that the poetess kindly gave me to pass the time of imprisonment.

The poetess's storybooks cover a wide range of topics, from children's books to biographies of heroes on the continent of Arad...... She has it all.

In my opinion, the biographies of heroes are much worse than online articles, and I feel like I am enjoying an opera...... Well, I'm a vulgar person who can't taste the charm of opera, so I don't have much interest, and I don't get tired of watching it for long.

But storybooks in the children's book category.........

"The Witch's Diary" - a healing fairy tale that teaches every child not to trust strangers without permission.

"Ibu's Journey to the Art Museum" is also a heartwarming fairy tale with religious overtones, and the writers of this story want children to be friendly and get along with the strangers around them, after all, everything is equal under the gods.

"The Mermaid" tells children that if they ruthlessly abandon their peers, they will not get a happy ending.

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Driven by a certain curiosity, I opened these children's books anyway, considering myself an adult......

And then the whole person is not good...... It felt like my soul was about to be soaked in the deep black despair that flowed from the children's books......

Since then, I have not dared to read the "children's books" that Alice gave me.

However, it seems that thanks to these "children's books" that are obviously ****** books, the fluctuations of my divine power under the extreme depression were captured by the god of war sister who didn't know where to go, and through the link of the sea of consciousness, we finally regained a certain degree of contact and could have a direct conversation.

Sister Mars said that she was now lost in a place called [Gran's Foothills], and that an unknown local cult had been staring at her for some reason, so she had to be arrested and remediated...... Ah, it's not a sacrifice, out of self-preservation, I killed those cultists with obvious aggression, who knows that this is like stabbing a hornet's nest, no matter how you kill it......

Sister God of War, she is now the same as me, she can't use her power and most of her divine power, she can only fight with her divine body and combat skills, but what's better than me is that as long as Sister God of War releases her divine power, she kneels without even fighting on the other side.

Kamui is imprisoned.

It is a threat that ordinary species cannot bear, and the impersonal species will be robbed of life just by sensing it.

I am very envious of this, although as a dragon, I should have a dragon power that is not much inferior to Kamiwei...... But the human soul of me is completely unable to bring out the dragon power that the original owner of this body possesses......

Compared to the quiet environment on my side, Sister War's side seems to be very lively, even when she is on the phone, there are always all kinds of screams and shouts of killing, as well as many sounds like water bags bursting......

"Don't worry now, since that woman didn't kill you directly, it means that she is very interested in you. Then take advantage of her interest in you, get along with her, and see if you can get some information. Sister God of War instructed on the call: "My side is full of crazy people who can't communicate...... So it's up to you. ”

"Big sister, don't say it so easily!!I'm being imprisoned!I'm going to be trained now!" I panicked: "...... How do you expect me in this situation?"

"Who don't rely on you?" Sister War said as a matter of course, "Battle and Lolo haven't been able to get in touch yet, and Morriet is in a dead city called Nosmar, where there are no living creatures except mutated rats, and she was complaining to me about the dirty death there just now...... Anyway, you're the only one of the five of us who is currently in a civilized area, so who is it up to you not to rely on?"

“...... Eldest sister, you are so reasonable...... "I held back a cry: "But can I refuse?"

"Don't complain all the time. Sister God of War ignored me, and she continued: "Calculate the time, it is time for the upper authorities to notice that something is not right, and it is estimated that there will be a strong helper to help us soon...... But that also means that our mission is over, and we need to do a little more investigation into the evil god before the helper arrives. ”

“...... Wait! Doesn't we supposed to wait quietly and honestly for help?"

"Anyway, come on. Sister Mars once again ignored my statement: "I suppose that with your cheekiness, it should be fine to deal with a poet who will be dazzled by a love story, right?"

“...... Is this a bereo?"

"If you really want to polish the mirror, I don't want to say anything about you, but the love between a god and an ordinary species is destined to be a tragedy...... Unless she's willing to be your vassal. Sister God of War said in a flat tone: "But most women like that kind of woman with a story will not choose to become your vassal, and my intuition tells me that she is more inclined to turn you into her toy than you are a vassal...... Oh, it looks like it's pretty much the same now, isn't it? How are you being developed? I'm a little curious. ”

“......”

With a bitter gourd face, I directly interrupted the consciousness communication with the god of war's sister.

"Layla!" a small pink head dangled in the corner of my vision, "Is that woman really a dragon?"

“...... Sister Alice said yes, so it should be, right?" The other little white guy replied tentatively, and then, as if he couldn't figure it out, he ran up to me with his little feet in white stockings, raised his cute little face and looked at me and asked, "Are you the dragon who can tell stories?"

The two little girls hid in the door of the tent, perhaps because of Alice's bad taste, and the ban did not take effect on them.

In the past few days, they have come to stare at me whenever they have time, and their eyes are like elementary school students observing the specimens on display in a museum.

But before today, they had only dared to hide in front of the tent to watch me.

The white-haired little girl looked to be only twelve years old, with slightly curly white hair and a body that had begun to develop, and although she had a long knife at her waist, she felt a little weak.

"Hey, Layla, Captain Barn told us not to get too close to that dragon!"

"Natalia, wouldn't you just say no to the leader?" The girl named Layla looked at me curiously, her gaze resting more on my head, as if she wanted to see something: "...... And didn't you say you wanted to hear the story, so I brought you here?"

"Talent...... Not really!"

A little girl with long soft pink hair glanced at me in a panic, and when she saw that I didn't react, she defended herself to her friend: "I'm here to investigate for the head of the regiment what story Sister Alice heard that will slow down today's experiment!

“...... Yes, the investigation ......" The white-haired little girl turned her eyes back to me after a perfunctory look: "That's it, for the purpose of wanting to hear the story and investigate, Natalia and I had to come over to disturb you!"

I watched these two little ones bounce up and down in front of me and beg me to tell them a story, so I crouched down and looked at them:

“...... Who are you?"

"I forgot to introduce myself!" the white-haired little girl pointed to herself and her friends, "Her name is Natalia Shyle, from the Shule family of the Dross Empire, my name is Layla Estes, and my surname is from my late adoptive mother, Ice Sword Emperor Estes!"

The little girl with her hands on her hips proudly introduced the origins of herself and her friends.

"Oh!

I applauded unconsciously.

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