I Killed the Dragon

　　 The heavy rain didn't stop at dawn, but it got worse and worse.

In this kind of weather, let alone going out to sea, even if it is difficult to work normally on land, the best way is to stay in the house and not go out. By the way, you can also see where you have thatched hut and need to make up quickly. Otherwise, it will become a fish pond in a while.

　　Of course, those who live in the castle don’t have to worry about this. It’s just that they can’t go out on rainy days, which is boring enough.

　　 Faced with such heavy rain, Gray naturally had no choice. The ship could not set sail and could only stay here for a while.

　　 "Autumn is about to enter winter, why is there such a heavy rain?" Gray leaned on the window sill, looking at the rain curtain outside, rubbing the melting pot of faith on his neck with his fingers unconsciously.

　　 It stands to reason that such heavy rains are usually concentrated in spring and summer, mainly in summer. Generally, there is only light rain in autumn and winter. Sometimes it is cloudy for several days but only a drizzle in the end. That is normal.

　　 After a while, Gray took out the crystal ball.

First of all, it was the castle of the McGuffin tribe. Then he moved his eyes to the river and passed the houses in the misty rain. Gray quickly saw his ship, which was docked quietly by the river, better than the other ships around. It has to be a big lap.

　　 The picture in the crystal ball was lowered and quickly entered the cabin. In the cabin, the soldiers sat and chatted boringly together, and a few prisoners were hiding in the corner.

　　 Those who were assigned to study tasks by Gray, then sat around them with notes, each asking for knowledge on the sea.

　　 Gray nodded in satisfaction, and the screen exited from the cabin, slowly pushing upstream along the river.

　　The misty river surface was a bit poetic, but the crystal ball was not real enough. Gray felt bored when he pushed it halfway. He was about to withdraw, and suddenly a small boat broke into his vision.

　　 The boat is incomparable to his boat. It can carry three or four people at most, drifting down the water all the way, and he suddenly became interested. In such a rainy day, who would leave the boat at this time? Is there any story?

　　 His Majesty the King took out a glass of wine. He likes reading stories best.

　　 The field of vision on the crystal ball no longer moves, well, it should be said that it has been moving with the boat, but on the misty water, it seems like it has not moved.

　　 Soon, the boat came to the port where the McGovern tribe stopped, and Gray could see his boat.

　　 A person alighted from the boat, said something to the boat, and ran towards the castle of the McGuffin tribe in the rain.

　　 Gray's gaze followed him, and he soon saw that he showed something and was taken to McGovern Castle.

　　 Another little head also stretched out, looking at the crystal ball curiously.

　　 "Nothing will happen, right? Let's go out and have a look." Gray stretched out, took out a floor-to-ceiling mirror and tidied it slightly, leading the elf out of the room.

　　 When he walked downstairs, the sleepy McGeffen was sitting on his throne, listening to the report from the person below.

　　 The man was drenched, and the rain flowed down his clothes to the ground. When Gray came down, he just finished talking.

　　 I knew it a long time ago and I would come down after watching it in the crystal ball.

　　 With a word in his heart, Gray looked at McGuffin enthusiastically, "Leader McGuffin, you got up so early."

"King Gray, please sit down." McGeffen stood up and took Gray to sit on his throne. To this king who can both beat himself down and drink himself down, McGeffen's heart I am very impressed.

"I drank too much yesterday, and now I have a headache." McGeffen rubbed his forehead, "Would you like to drink sober soup, my wife cooked it, especially useful, every time I get drunk, she will cook it and send it to me On hand."

　　 McGeffen smiled very proudly, as if showing off that he had a good wife.

　　 "You're so lucky," Gray said perfunctorily. He has a little maid inside and an elf outside. I don't know how comfortable my little days are. I envy you, ha ha.

　　 "Hahaha, you don't have to be envious, because you won't be envious, hahaha." The old guy laughed unscrupulously, with no demeanor as a tribal leader.

　　 In other words, their habit is like this, they don't need tedious etiquette, because they are powerful warriors themselves, fighting on the front line of battle with Warcraft, and occasionally fighting dirty pirates from the sea.

　　 is their true portrayal of being rugged and unruly. Such a small tribe needs such a powerful leader, not an aristocrat who can only be hypocritical.

　　 Talking and laughing with Gray, McGeffen looked down at the standing man, "Have you notified the Macintosh tribe and Dinghui tribe?"

　　 "Dear Chief Magffin, we came out of the Macintosh and Dinghuo tribes. We have notified them and they have responded." The person below replied respectfully.

　　 "Very well, you reply to Chief Fergus, I will take my eldest son to Dumbledore tribe in three days." McGeffen nodded happily.

　　 Are there three more tribes? There are many tribes in this place. If they unite, they should be able to build a small kingdom.

　　 Gray heart said.

　　 But in fact, like the McGuffin tribe, it is actually a small kingdom. Their internal name is also closer to the kingdom. The wife of the leader is also called the queen, and the children of the leader are also princes and princesses.

Of course, Gray has no idea about this. It has nothing to do with him if people unite or not, and there may be alliances between tribes, but if they are merged, they can only annex one another. Peaceful mergers involve too much interest. Leadership is a big problem, basically it is impossible to succeed.

　　 This is also very good. These four tribes are holding each other in check, so there is no need to worry about another intruder on the sea.

"Go down and rest, wait until the weather is good, and then go back, or meet with our leader's fleet of the Dumbledore tribe. In addition, we will give an official reply to this matter." The queen came out and said in due course. She didn't say that the stupid big guy probably didn't realize that he was already soaked and it was raining heavily outside.

　　The queens of every tribe are basically such logistical experts, because they have to prepare everything they need for war for their rough husbands, and take care of the tribe’s territory so that they have no worries.

　　 "Thank you Queen." After the person thanked him, someone immediately took him down to change his clothes, and someone went to pick up his companion~www.wuxiaspot.com~McGeffen, you need to rest. "The queen muttered first, then looked at Gray, "King Gray, we have prepared breakfast. It is all the food of the McGuffin tribe. Let's have a meal together." "

　　 "I don't need to rest, I am as strong as a cow." McGeffen's chest slapped, as if he was strong in the front.

　　 "Thank you for the Queen's hospitality, I am very looking forward to the food of the McGovern tribe." Gray nodded, and then turned to look at McGovern, "Is there something happened to that Dumbledore tribe? Do you need my help."

　　 "Grey, do you have a queen?" McGeffen asked suddenly.

　　 "No, what's the matter?" Gray was taken aback. I don't know why McGeffen asked. Isn't it good to be chic, why do you want to chain yourself?

　　 Are the little maids unsightly, or are the beauties of other worlds not attractive enough?

　　 "That's right, I'll take you to play in three days." McGeffen laughed and made a decision.

　　 "To that Dumbledore tribe?"

"Yes, their princess is a beauty. Although I really hope that my son can marry this princess, but you don't have a queen yet, I will give it to you generously." McGeffen laughed again. , Pour the hangover soup into your mouth in one sip, drinking hangover soup is as wild as drinking.

　　 "It doesn't matter if you marry the princess, you can go and see." Gray shook his head, getting married or something, it was too early for him, he hadn't had enough.

　　 More importantly, His Majesty the King is only seventeen years old and he is not an adult yet. There is no need to worry about this matter.