Finally lasted until noon, and the mothers-in-law and mothers had to take care of their husbands and the elderly to eat, leaving only a few to take turns watching the children in the interactive magic boy study, and the others went home.

Rick turned on the small television on the counter, which showed a group of girls in their early twenties, old enough to graduate from college, dancing in high school uniforms, skirts short enough to be kicked out of school, and necklines low enough to expose the lace hem of their bras. If it weren't for the fact that the costumes were too weird and not suitable, in fact, their appearance was still full of cuteness.

They sang modern pop music: "What went wrong with you, your heart, liver or lungs - don't talk nonsense about the gallbladder, it won't grow in the mother's womb - treat me like a donkey's liver and lungs, who is the hard-hearted - "

The lyrics are more subtle than the costumes. Xi Ke turned the station and saw the news of the dragon clan broadcast on the news at noon, and he sat up straight in his chair to watch TV.

The picture is in front of the main entrance of the "Gollum Tu Publishing House", which plans to publish the "Shijie Dragon Classics", and the entire large stone road is full of dragons, about forty of them, and a large field of silver feathers and silver wings glittering in the sun.

The female reporter in a gold bikini held a rainbow-colored microphone to face the camera and said excitedly, "Ladies and gentlemen in front of the TV, this is the scene of the demonstration of the Dragon Clan's righteous group. These dragons decided to ......go to the door of the publishing house to sit in protest because they were dissatisfied with the fact that many demonic beasts of different species were called dragons in the Shijie Dragon Dictionary to be published by the Gollum Tu Publishing House."

At this time, a group of bilingual kindergarten students passed by under the guidance of foreign teachers, and those who were not yet six years old wore bibs embroidered with their specially chosen foreign language names. When they saw this large group of shiny and fluffy dragons, they burst into tears and shouted, "Zhuo Terrier! Zhuo Terrier will eat people!

A dragon immediately raised his head, shook his neck, and said in a loud voice, "We are not foreign terriers! We are dragons! Zhuo terriers are not dragons! Dragons do not eat people!"

But his arguments were to no avail, and the foreign teacher also held the child, pointed at the dragons, and shouted in their country's language, "It's Zhuo Terrier!"

"This is cultural aggression!" A group of humans at the end of the avenue held up a sign and shouted: "Demand the implementation of Chinese language teaching! Oppose the addition of foreign language courses in primary schools and demand that textbooks increase the length of ancient Chinese!"

Then another group of humans next to them raised a sign and shouted: "Demand the opening of all-foreign language kindergartens! Enhance children's competitiveness, don't let children lose at the starting point!"

"All foreign languages?" Xi Ke tilted his head and thought for a moment, "Then Weishenme doesn't just put the child in a foreign country to raise it Chinese? 」

Xi Ke pondered bitterly: Or do they think that learning Chinese in life is enough? But if language education can be learned by life alone, there will be no illiteracy problem on shijie.

Just as Rick was trying to find some truth in the wonderful educational habits of the parents, a man walked up to the counter and said, "May I ask where is the book "The Customs and Habits of the Dragons and the Etiquette of Humans Dealing with Dragons?"

"Oh, that's in—" Rick turned his gaze back from the TV, and was stunned for a moment.

The man in front of him was about twenty years old, very tall and strong, broad-shouldered, imposing, with short blond hair and blue eyes, and he was wearing a light short-sleeved undershirt and denim trousers, a white and coffee-colored braided belt around his waist, and a row of floral characters on the chest of his shirt: "Shield of Holiness Serves the People."

The blonde man looked at Rick with a look of surprise that he had found a pearl in a clam eater.

"Seren?" Chick called out the blonde man's name with some hesitation.

"Rick, long time no see!" Seren, with a hearty smile and his left hand.

Rick also extended his left hand to shake Sellen's hand. Seren's hand was much larger than Syke's, and Syk had the feeling that his hand was completely encased.

"I haven't seen you for two years, haven't you? I haven't seen each other since we last separated at the Royal Capital Court. Serenne said.

"You're going to think I'm guilty of something. Nick said, squinting.

Seren, a cadre of the Royal Knights' Holy Shield, is part of the job of this armed unit to bring the bad guys to trial.

"Why did you come here?" Seren's eyes widened in curiosity, and he automatically pulled a chair and sat down.

Rick also took out the kettle and teacup, poured cold tea for Seren, and told him about Anpait.

"So you'll be here for a while......" Serene muttered.

"The Knights don't know about this?" asked Ricke.

"It's been a long time since I've been tracking your whereabouts. Serian stretched out his hand and automatically grabbed the melon seeds that Xike had placed on the inside of the counter to eat.

Rick raised an eyebrow, "How have you been doing?"

"It's not bad, right? Officials have been promoted, salaries have been increased, and power has increased. Serian hooked the corners of his mouth, his smile was a little sarcastic, but also a little proud: "Compared to running around all year round, the frequency of missions has decreased now, but every time it is a major event that costs people's lives, it is rare to have an easy job where you can desert while doing it." 」

"Oh, what's the job?" Rick noticed that Seren was visibly relaxed when he said a word of zuihou, apparently he was in that "easy desertion time" right now.

"Well—"

Xi Ke had a very unpleasant premonition: "What are you doing with the "Customs and Habits of the Dragon Clan and the Etiquette of Humans and Dragons?"

Serenia smiled.

Rick smiled as well.

Seren called out the holy sword, and Rick drew the sacrificial sword.

Se Lian felt the heat of the magic flame ignited on the knife, and the holy sword shot the sacrificial knife upward, and at the same time he held down the armrest with his left hand, and the whole person jumped up and turned to the back of the chair, the chair was raised and held in his hand, and the four chair feet were facing Xi Ke. Rick snorted and flipped over the counter. The sword of Serian slashed at the place where he landed, and Syk erected a parapet to block it, making a loud metal crash.

Seren attacked Selen, holding a knife in his right hand and casting a spell with his left hand, Seren smashed his chair at Selen, turned and ran.

Xi Ke was afraid of damaging the belongings of the Magic Book Pavilion, so he hurriedly grabbed the chair and put it down, and by this time Seren had already rushed to the side of the teleportation array.

With his left hand and one hand, he touched the back of his right hand, and on both sides of the sacrificial knife, a bow arm made of white bones stretched out, and a bowstring made of white hair, which changed into a cross bow, and an arrow formed by light smoke was put on it, aimed at Seren's back, and shot with an arrow!

At the critical moment, Seren turned sideways and used the holy sword to block, but the light smoke arrow touched his holy sword and spread, enveloping him in the fog and making him cough several times.

Xi Ke put the sacrificial knife back into the scabbard on his waist, strode forward, grabbed Seren's collar and pulled him forward, bared his teeth and said, "You are so bold that you want to move my master?"

This knight order, who is diligent in working under the table, has to intervene in the demonstration of the correct name of the dragon clan this time!

"It's not as serious as you think, just don't let the dragon block the road. Although the Monster Conservation Law stipulates that dragons cannot be forced to relocate, that will affect traffic. Seren turned the holy sword back to the size of a needle and inserted it back into his sleeve, "What spell did you cast on me? Not a harmful spell?" If it was a harmful spell, he should have successfully defended it with a special technique just now.

"It's a curse. 」

Rick pressed Lacerian's neckline harder. Seren, much taller than Syk, had to bend forward.

"Do you want to eat the crime of assault and assault on knights?"

"My curse is: if you leave me more than a kilometer, you will turn purple!

Seren and Rick's faces were only fifteen centimeters apart, glaring at each other, neither of them backing down. After five seconds, Serense jerked his head down and slammed his hard head against Nick's forehead. Xi Ke squatted down on the spot with his head in his hands, so painful that he couldn't speak.

"Borrow the magic word. Serene dropped Rick and walked over to the counter, dialing in the room magic talk.

Rick crouched there dizzily, listening to Seren's gossip with another man.

"Hey, Banatou, I'm sel. No, I didn't skip work, I'm in the dragon's magic library. Here's the thing......

Since the change of the seat of the Eltaro Demon Letter, the fee for the magic story has been greatly reduced, and Xi Ke doesn't care about this little money, and lets Serian tell the magic story.

The man, Bunato, knew that he was about the same age as Seren, and that he was the same as the Holy Shield Officer, but he was enthusiastic and reliable, the complete opposite of Seren, and his status in the Order was naturally much higher than Seren.

Banatu is now counting through the magic words: "Weishenme can have an accident just by borrowing a book? When will you be able to reassure people to assign tasks to you? Weishenme The other knights have received orders, and the next time they come back, they will report that the task is completed, and only you have to make three or five forks every time? How long have you been eating this line of food, and weishenme still makes people calculate? Do you know that even though your two hands are useless every time, I still have to find someone to do your job without these ten fingers?"

Seren obviously found it funny to listen to Bannatu scolding, even if he was scolding himself, and replied with a smile on his face: "Isn't it just the same? How long have you known me? Let me tell you, this time it is Xike who calculates me, you don't care about anything else, for the sake of his face, why don't you just let me take a vacation?"

When he heard this, he let go of his head and shouted, "Lord Bannatu, give him the order to go to the purple parade in the streets!"

"The purple knight is an obstacle, I think your bling head is also an eyesore. Where's Mistress Rick? I'll talk to him. Bannatou said.

"Hey?" said Rick as he walked over to the devil's side and listened.

"Last time Xiexie brought this stupid knight back to Ethero, you only saw you in the courthouse, and you didn't have time to thank you. The stupid knight will borrow your house for a few days to see if you want to hang it up or take it to the street. 」

"Isn't he on a mission?" Although the mission to stop Serene is the goal of Rick, will Banatu release the people too simply?

"I decided to take a few knights and use his room as a training ground, and there was no place for him to stay until we fixed it. 」

"Wait, wait—" Seren scrambled over and pushed Syk aside, "Weishenme is going to attack my room again?"

"Because I'm upset. Rest assured, we will help you feed the cat. Don't come back too soon, zaijian!"

"Wait—"

Before he could finish his sentence, Banato hung up the magic talk, and the magic bell made a "beep-toot-" sound that didn't connect.

"When did this guy get into the habit of talking to people!" Seren's quick dialing of the trick again, and Banato picked it up, saying only one sentence, "I learned this trick from you." And he hung up again.

Seren looked at the magic bell and was silent, and his shoulders collapsed.

"Accept your fate. Rick patted Seren's shoulder.

As a result, the number of Magic Book Administrators sitting behind the counter went from one to two.