Outside the silver fortress, a century-old fragrant flower field.

After saying goodbye to the Grand Duke of Silver, who was the owner of this place, David followed, or was politely pulled by the Silver Dragon Priest all the way to the hundred-year-old fragrant flower field outside the castle.

Although the other party is also a silver dragon, in order to prevent the other party from having any unspeakable evil intentions towards him, or to see his disguise, under David's signal, the family combination of a barbarian led by Locinde, two Zhuoer and a winter wolf, and Ahmed, who seems to be a walking corpse, are so far behind David.

This distance would not disturb David's cordial communication with the 'High Elf Priest', and if something happened, they would be able to rush to their aid at the first opportunity.

And among them, only Locinder, an ignorant brute, has been kept in the dark:

This thing thought that the owner of his red dragon and the beautiful bubbling 'Miss Priest' fell in love at first sight in that temple of justice, and fell in love directly with himself and Manado back then.

At the same time, he was quite sorry and worried, worried that if the other party, who was the priest of the Temple of Justice, found out that the master was a red dragon, he would be heartbroken and blame the deception of the master's identity.

But the two Zhuoer behind him, who knew this, seemed to be even more excited about it.

In Drow's opinion, what is so good about normal communication between people of the opposite sex!

It's just for breeding.

It is precisely because of Zhuoer's deformed aesthetics that there are so many male Zhuoer who are forced to form a CP to perform Burning Steel Love in Spider's Nest City, so their lives are so dire and miserable.

Not only do you have to satisfy the sexual exploitation of the female housewife and Zhuoer, but you also have to endure the discomfort and behave like a Nantong.

Otherwise, they will be classified as mine slaves who have no other special value and will be used to work as slaves or mines on the battlefield at any time, which is extremely miserable.

But they didn't know that at this moment, their master was also facing both psychological and physical discomfort, and he couldn't pull his claws and wrists several times, and immediately took a deep breath and said:

"This. . . Pastor Artilisia, there is no one else here, could you please let go of my claws. ”

"Ah, I'm sorry for me." Artilisia quickly let go of her hand, and stopped talking, and stopped talking.

It's just that he has completely lacked this intimate experience because he has lived in the Old World since he was a child, especially by the side of the arrogant, unreasonable, domineering, rude, greedy and lazy female red dragon.

After all, in the Dragon Island, which is far away from the human world, it is normal for the young gold and silver dragons to have such physical contact:

When the parents leave the nest for a short time, the silver dragon brothers and sisters who are not secure enough will often cling to each other in three or four, striding forward side by side, looking loving and funny, and often will hide on the side to peep at this scene of the silver dragon parents laughing and rolling on the ground.

And his poor child, even if he has other siblings, is probably a fierce and ruthless red dragon like Pavla.

The thought of this child being bullied, beaten, and robbed of food by other red dragons in their nests, and even the bleak picture of the female red dragon being ruthlessly expelled from the territory by the female red dragon when he was just a child, and swimming alone from the ice ocean to the continent of Glanyère in order to make a living

Artilicia couldn't help but feel sad, and suddenly hugged David's body and cried.

The hands don't live in David's thinness, it seems to be a little meaty, hey, it seems to be quite strong, hey, it seems to be quite good. , he couldn't help but caress his strong back with his hands open, and his tears and snot rubbed David's neck.

"It's not!

"You let me go."

David immediately broke free like a tiger that had been touched on the buttocks, and was just about to squirt out of the red dragon's instinctive [rage]:

"You're so sick."

As a result, he saw that the silver dragon priest looked as if he had been bullied by himself, so he had to suppress his anger and ask:

"Uh, no, you're alright, are you?"

"I'm so sorry, I'm getting a little emotionally out of control, really."

Artilisia thought about it calmly, not only afraid that the child would suffer a second psychological trauma after knowing the truth, but also worried that the child would be resentful of his complete ignorance of him as a father for the past six years, so he left and died without contact, so he had to put the truth aside for the time being, and weaved a beautiful lie full of loopholes:

"The moment I saw you, it was like seeing one of my departed. Friend! Yes, dear friend! I really couldn't hold back the thoughts in my heart. ”

David looked at each other with an idiot gaze, and said to himself, why did you go when you first met me yesterday, and now put this on hold?

So should he cooperate?

Or should we cooperate?

Thinking that the other party is both a powerful silver dragon, a priest of the Temple of Justice, or a close friend of the Grand Duke of the Silver Wheel?

As long as the other party does not discover his true identity as a red dragon, it seems that there should be no malice and conspiracy.

The most important thing is that befriending such a guy is not equivalent to a parasol that can help him make and sell smuggling in broad daylight?

[Greed]

As soon as he thought of this, David could only endure the discomfort, swallowed this somewhat funny excuse, and cooperated:

"Ah, I see, understood! I can fully understand the heavy and complicated feelings of yours now, and if I don't dislike it, I, Saphistoin, will be another dear friend of your Pastor Artilisia from this to-day onwards. ”

This sudden change from disgust to enthusiasm also made Artilisia, who was already worried about lying to her son, stunned, but the longing and regret for her son immediately drowned out all reason and suspicion.

As long as the other party does not reject getting along with him and accepts his belated compensation, then what is there that cannot be accepted!

Besides, this kid is a silver dragon like himself.

A little silver dragon who has just entered his infancy, what bad intentions can he have!

Immediately overjoyed, he hooked his arm to David's neck again, laughed and burst into tears:

"Good! That's great! From this day forward, I, Bridcarter Artilisia Anton Ella Sweetlandon, am your boy's best friend. ”

As soon as David wanted to continue to greet him, he took the opportunity to turn the topic to whether he could find a way to lead him to visit the alchemy potion workshop in the Baiyin Grand Duke's Centennial Fragrant Flower Field.

When I took the opportunity to see where I could get the freshly picked centennial incense pollen, and then I was working on the plan to synthesize it into an alchemical mixture in the next three precious hours, I suddenly heard angry scolding and begging for mercy from outside the workshop with a big windmill in the distance.

"What's going on over there?"

Pastor Artilicia hesitated, after all, this might involve the dark side of this world, and he was worried that it would pollute the child's still pure heart.

Such as greed.

But out of a father's sense of responsibility, he felt obligated to teach his son the first lesson, which was:

Keep your heart in mind.

Stay away from evil.

Restrain greed.

Immediately spoke:

"I should have found out the mole.

"One colluded with Drow to smuggle alchemical potions made from precious centennial incense pollen to the dark regions.

"The Greedy."

"Let's go, let's take a look."

(End of chapter)