Golden Dragon: Six Thousand Years of Empire

"Woo~"

The suppressed sobs and sobs echoed in the dark corners, but this pitiful cry did not attract any sympathy or comfort, but instead received a burst of ridicule.

"Tears are the most useless thing in the world. They have no purpose except to show your weakness and incompetence and make your enemies think you are easy to bully!"

"What do you know? You don't understand anything!"

The girl with tears still hanging from the corners of her eyes raised her head angrily and looked at the black-haired boy who was lying on her bed and mocking her.

It was a cripple who had lost his arms, and there were large areas of blood scabs and carbon shells left by the flames on his body, which looked shocking.

Everyone who sees him will have doubts at the first sight of the injuries on his body, how did he survive?

What kind of tenacious spirit and will must he have to support his soul and stubbornly stay in such a broken body, lingering.

When the girl took the boy home, she hesitated for a long time because she didn't want to bring back a body. However, she observed for a long time and found that the boy's breathing changed from weak to even, and his vital signs became stable visible to the naked eye. .

Then she gritted her teeth and carried the boy back. Unsurprisingly, she received a lot of ridicule and ridicule because she picked up a waste that had no use except for eating.

His arms were broken, and although his legs were still there, an experienced hunter shook his head after checking it. The boy is directly evaluated as a breathing meat lying on the bed.

However, the girl felt that these evaluations were not accurate enough, because in addition to being able to breathe and eat, the crippled boy also had a vicious mouth like a devil.

"What do I need to know? What do I need to understand? I only saw an incompetent person who was bullied and did not dare to resist."

Wayne taunted again because he really couldn't sympathize with this timid girl, and she was someone of his own kind.

"Tell me, what's the use of your crying? Do you expect a righteous knight passing by the door, who will come in after hearing your cry and ask you about your injustice in a gentle voice?

Then because I listened to your experience, I took action for you to punish those greedy nobles and farmers. If this is the case, then you should cry louder, preferably howl! "

"I don't!"

Hearing the boy's ridicule, the girl couldn't help but clenched her fists. Tears shone in her amber eyes, but her eyes began to become a little fierce.

"There will be no righteous knights in this world. All heroic stories are lies. No knight will sympathize with a tiefling."

"Ah? Ha~ look what I heard? A little village girl who has never even been to a small town dares to deny the existence of the Justice Knight. How much of the world have you seen?"

"Have you seen a lot of them?"

"certainly."

"Is there really a knight of justice?"

The girl who was still denying her voice just now was full of expectation and hope, but soon her voice became lower.

"But even if there really is a knight of justice, he wouldn't sympathize with a devil!"

"Who said no? Do you know again?"

The annoying voice sounded again,

"Besides, you think too highly of yourself. Apart from the tail behind you, what else do you have? Are you worthy of being called a devil?"

"Wayne, has anyone ever told you that you're really annoying?"

The girl couldn't bear it any longer. She wiped away the tears from her eyes and walked angrily to the bed. She saw the boy who was covered in bruises but still had a vicious mouth.

"No, I have been very popular since I was a child. Everyone likes me very much, and my followers also love me!"

"But now you are lying on the bed of a country girl like me."

The girl couldn't help but sarcastically said.

"That's because you saved me. Isn't that enough to show how popular I am?"

Wayne was not ashamed, but rather proud;

"I have turned into such a miserable state, but you still chose to carry me back, and you also left me your only bed and the best food."

"That's because I pity you!"

The girl was so angry that a sharp barb emerged from the tip of the snake-like tail behind her.

"I really should follow Uncle Orion's advice and throw your piece of meat into a mass grave and let the beasts take it away."

"If you really have the courage, then go ahead!"

Wayne, who is a piece of meat, smiled.

"Shut up. Before I throw you away, you should at least give me back all the food you ate from me!"

"If you don't pay it back, everything that goes into my stomach will be mine."

"Why don't you pay it back?"

"The farmer can deduct your commission, and the noble tax officer can also charge you extra taxes. You don't dare to resist. Why should you ask me to pay you back when you come to me? Aren't you bullying the weak? "

"How could I bully you? It's obvious that you have been bullying me!"

When the girl heard this, she made a feeble retort, but still did not take any violent action against Wayne. Instead, she sat on the edge of the bed and sobbed softly again. At the same time, the stinger on her tail retracted. The corners of my dry eyes became moist again.

"I really don't know how you grew to be so big? Are you protected by the goddess of luck?"

Seeing the change in the girl's tail, Wayne couldn't help but sigh.

He had seen many kind-hearted tieflings, but this was the first time he had seen a tiefling who was so kind that he could be described as cowardly.

"Charlotte, come out, you have missed a tax payment, please make up for it quickly!"

At this time, a rude roar came from outside the dark, damp and dilapidated hut.

"How come?"

The girl quickly wiped her tears with the corner of her clothes, and then walked out of the house shrunken under Wayne's sighing eyes, and then whispered softly, a somewhat humble voice sounded,

"Master Tax Officer, I have paid all the taxes, and I have never paid less. Is it a mistake?"

"You despicable bastard, what right do you have to question me?"

The dull sound of whipping sounded together with the girl's groan of pain that was too painful to suppress.

"You paid one less poll tax, but I heard that you picked up a man from outside, and he was still a cripple without hands. You little bitch, you want a man, right? You still want to turn this man into a man?" Will the dirty blood continue to be passed on?

Ha, but I don't care what you want to do, now I will make up for the tax you missed. Not only that, you also have to pay a fine, a total of two silver and twenty-six coppers.

By the way, you also need to apologize for your offense to my lord, and also pay the cleaning fee for my whip, along with three silver coins! "

"Three silver coins, how can I have so much money?"

Charlotte endured the pain, but she also looked in disbelief.

"No money? Does that mean you have to disobey the Baron? Bitch!"

"No, I have no intention of resisting the Baron, but I really have no money."

"No money? Ha, I remember you were still a virgin, but you probably aren't now, but can a man without arms satisfy a despicable creature like you?

You should go to the tavern in the town. Those dirty and low-life adventurers will not care about the evil blood in you. You may be able to sell yourself for a good price. "

A lewd laugh rang out, the sound full of teasing.

"Three silver coins? Such a low tax? What kind of rural ruin is this? I have a dozen gold coins with me. You bitch out there, you can crawl in and take one!"

After hearing this, Wayne couldn't bear it anymore. Although he was already behind bars, he really couldn't let himself continue to ignore it.

"gold?"

As soon as Wayne's voice fell, a plump figure with voluptuous flesh, regardless of the girl's obstruction, knocked open the wooden board used to cover it.

"Do you have gold coins?"

"He is a lunatic and his mind is stupid. Sir, don't listen to his nonsense. How can he have gold coins?"

Charlotte chased after him and tried to stop the tax collector, but her body, which had been malnourished for a long time, could not stop him.

"Of course I have gold coins. Hey, Pig, you can come over and search for them. They're right under me!"

Unable to move, Wayne taunted directly.

"Bitch, if I can't find the gold, I'll show you what it means to cheat and insult a noble tax collector!"

The temptation of gold coins was stronger than anything else. The fleshy tax collector stretched out his fleshy palms and lifted Wayne, who had lost his arm, off the bed.

Not surprisingly, in this shabby house that smelled of mold and was full of moisture, there was naturally no golden sheen.

"Where are the gold coins?"

The eyes, squeezed by fat until there was only a slit left, reflected a fierce light.

"It's on me. You can look for it again, but my gold coins are very special. Humanoid pigs like those who are born to be despicable cannot see them."

"Bitch!"

The tax official didn't know that he had been fooled. In anger, the pig raised his foot and trampled Wayne hard.

Bang!

There was a dull sound of flesh and blood colliding. Although the touch under his feet was obviously not right, the taunts that followed made the tax officer lose his ability to think.

"You only have this little strength? To say you are a pig is an insult to the pig. At least the pig is stronger than you!"

"I told you I would make you regret it."

The furious tax official started trampling. Seeing such a cruel scene, the girl subconsciously rushed forward to stop it.

"No, don't, don't hurt him!"

"Go away, you despicable bastards. It will be your turn next. I will hang you all on the street signs so that other untouchables can take a good look at the consequences of disobeying a distinguished tax officer!"

The girl's frail body was blown to the wall like a fallen leaf.

But at the same time, whether because of the stimulation of violence, the fear of death, the hope for life, or sympathy for the weak, the poisonous tail behind the girl showed its edge.

This time, the girl no longer suppressed the devil's snake tail, which was stained with blood for the first time.

"you?!"

The tax collector looked at the sharp tail needle penetrating from his chest in disbelief. The weak feeling of life force flowing away quickly made him turn his head in disbelief to look at the girl who fell on the corner. The tail was connected to her. behind.

"How dare you kill..."

boom--

Before he finished speaking, the humanoid pig fell down suddenly and cut off its breath, because the deadly venom spread throughout the body.

"I...how could this happen? I didn't mean it."

The girl raised her head and looked at the scene in front of her, with confusion and fear in her eyes.

"This is not what I want, I don't want to do this, Wayne, what should I do?"

"What should I do? Aren't you doing well?"

A pair of white and tender hands suddenly stretched out from under the fat and greasy body, and then lifted it up.

"To be honest, I really can't understand why you have such a powerful force, why do you allow this group of scum who are far inferior to you to bully you all the time?"

"You? Wayne, your arm? How could it be..."

Seeing the boy standing up from the ground and stretching his arms comfortably, Charlotte became a little incoherent.

"It has grown again, what's so strange? You are willing to take action only when I have to be beaten up, really... Fortunately, you are not hopeless, and you didn't let this pig beat me to death."

Wayne kicked the tax collector's body. He was really weak to the extreme, and now he has really been replenished, that is, the soul of this tax collector, but it is far from enough.

"Who are you?"

No matter how ignorant the girl was, she realized that something was wrong. Even in those heroic stories, few heroes could regenerate their broken arms.

"Of course, it's the righteous knight who saved the innocent tiefling girl!"

Wayne, who had only recovered one arm, smiled brightly and stretched out his hand to the girl.

"Now, the righteous knight is going to seek justice for the girl! Do you want to join me? I just need a knight squire!"

So, a massacre that made farmers and civilians cheer and angered higher-level nobles began.

"Parvati!"

Noah, who always paid attention to the growth of the fourth generation, summoned the last Augustus he brought with him.

"Uncle."

"Do you want to go out for experience?"

Noah asked the half-grown girl in front of him. Although the girl in front of him was twelve or thirteen years old, she still looked like a seven or eight-year-old girl, which seemed to easily arouse the criminal impulse of some villains.

"Do you think I can go out now?"

"It depends on your own idea."

"Can I ask you a question?"

"Tell me."

"Do I have a brother I have never met?"

Parvati frowned and asked the Holy Dragon.

"Huh?"

"I killed him countless times in my dreams."

"Oh? Then you have to be careful, because as far as I know, dreams are often the opposite of reality."

Noah smiled playfully.