The dragon queen always teases me

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"God," he cursed, "why did you come here?"

Melia replied seriously: "Because there are dragons."

"Come on," snorted the groom, "there's only drunkards, robbers, and sluts here." He figured it was a young lady who was dazzled by myths. "I can take you to other places with good scenery, and only charge you half the money."

Melia spread her hands helplessly and said, "But I'm already here." He looked at the groom's hesitant appearance, and said, "And I have no money."

"The family is poor."

"What can I do? I'm also desperate."

Looking at the horse riding suit with fine fabrics and meticulous workmanship worn by Meria, he had no choice but to remain silent.

Melia noticed that there were many crosses on the road, and there was also a very tall statue of a woman, but this statue was kneeling on the ground, as if it was also praying.

"It was Fantensina," murmured Meria, "and she slew the dragon."

The groom answered casually: "Historical legends are like that."

Many people knelt before the cross to pray, as if they could not see the speeding carriage.

Melia gradually saw the outline of the village, with smoke curling from the top of every house in the setting sun.

The carriage stopped abruptly.

The magician's dexterity made her firmly fixed on the chair by the wind at this moment, and she quickly held the glass in danger, but the water still splashed on her hand.

"There you are," said the groom.

Melia counted out fifteen gold coins to him, five more than the original place.

"Thank you for your company all the way," she explained, "but I hope you can find a doctor or a light mage to heal your brain." Good upbringing made her swallow what she really wanted to say, " I suspect that your reflex arc is somewhat different from that of normal people."

"..."

Melia got off the car in a happy mood.

The wind blew her chestnut curly hair, and she was carrying a large hat decorated with cornflowers and a small sheepskin case containing her belongings, which made her no different from an ordinary traveler.

Opposite her, about a kilometer away, there are endless mountain peaks, and there is only one place that is open, but it is filled with plants and there is no light through it, making it look like a black mouth.

"Dragon Nest" - Aldrin.

"Hello, Miss." A male voice sounded from behind her, and she deftly turned sideways, just missing the palm that was about to pat his shoulder.

"Hello."

"Do you have eyes on your back?" the boy asked embarrassingly with his hands back.

Meria replied with a smile: "It is said that IQ and reaction speed are directly proportional."

"..."

Under the setting sun, the boy's slightly dark face turned even darker.

But he didn't forget what he was here for, so he asked again: "Uh, what are you doing here?"

Meria handed the box to the boy and said meaningfully: "It depends on what you have."

The boy only felt that the roots of his ears were starting to get hot.

"Let's go." Melia put the hat on her head leisurely, "Let me tell you first, I won't go to the hotel if it's too far away."

The boy touched his nose and followed Melia, "It's not very far, it's just at the entrance of the village."

"I hope it's a good house." Melia pointed to a row of identical ordinary houses at the entrance of the village.

"There is a hot spring behind it, you can go to take a bath anytime." He bowed his head deeply.

"public?"

"No, it's not," the boy explained clumsily, "you are the only one here at this time. The water will be changed every day, so you can rest assured."

"What's that?" There was a purple altar at the entrance of the village. It was not big, and it might be a bit difficult for an adult woman to lie on it. It was not high, and it might only reach Meria's knees.

"Ah, that's an altar. It's used to worship the Dragon God."

Melia had witnessed a grand ceremony in memory of the Goddess of Light, which was held outside the temple, and the giant altar seemed to have pierced the sky.

Compared with that altar, this one is really... shabby.

Seeing her thinking, the boy thought she was interested in sacrifice, so he continued: "We have started sacrifice as early as 300 years ago."

300 years ago?

Meria narrowed her eyes, "What does this altar have to do with Emperor Fantinsina?"

The young man's face was slightly cold, and he said: "If she hadn't killed the leader of the current dragon clan, the Dragon God wouldn't have cursed Seth Village for so many years."

"In order to eliminate the curse of the Dragon God, you set up this altar. There is only one thing I don't understand, how do you let the Dragon God know about your sacrifice?"

The boy said: "Rosin can attract the dragon god." He opened the door and made a gesture of invitation.

The light outside found the short old man who was dozing by the counter, and he hummed, "Joe, close the door."

Joe coughed, "There's a visitor, Grandpa."

The old man opened his eyes slowly, but his eyes widened when he saw Meria's face.

"You, you are!?" His hands were shaking.

"Who are you?!"

"..." Joe was speechless, looking at Meria anxiously.

Melia smiled and said, "Hi, old man, my name is Melia Kesha."

The old man was still staring at her motionless, his small gray-green eyes were wide open, and she could clearly see the almost greedy light in his eyes.

"Mr.?" She knew she was beautiful, but it didn't mean she liked people staring at her all the time.

Only then did the old man regain his senses, and he sincerely praised: "Miss, you are so beautiful."

Meria nodded slightly and said, "Thank you for your compliment, I agree with your point of view."

"Your room is upstairs, any one will do." Jo interrupted the conversation, "how about I see you..."